Stayin' Home and Huggin' Trees

Well, let's see. I want to write today but it seems to me I pretty much have nothing to report.

Last night, over some seriously bad pizza at Cici's - where by the way, I officailly declared at the table that they could all consider this their last meal at said establishment- my almost eleven year old daughter explained to me how the current gas prices are all the fault of our government. There was a long bit about supply and demand and drilling in Alaska. Surprisingly, she had alot of the facts straight.

Even though as I get older I tend to want to blame alot of things on the government I did explain to her that in my opinion there was plenty of blame to go around on this one. She understood, I think. Actually, I'm sure she did. I probably should have savored that moment a bit a longer as she will be the one explaining such topics to me before to long. She's a smart cookie, that one.

Speaking of the gas prices, I read something the other day reporting that the number of automobile deaths are down because fewer people are on the roads which makes sense. They were trying to point out the positives of the higher prices. Which isn't a bad idea seeing as how I don't think this is going away anytime soon so when live gives you lemons...... hope you have enough money for vodka, right? That's not right, is it? Oops.

Seriously, though. We are trying to do our part to conserve our gas which means we are home, alot. Which is cool, really. I mean home ain't bad these days. But not as exciting as in the years past and it is taking some getting used to. Lots of craft projects and movie nights and lots of "I'm Bored!" too.

I am still baffled by the fact that I had this discussion with my daughter- I am baffled by the fact that I am old enough to have a daughter but that's for another day or therapy session or something- but she and I talked about how Americans were going to have to change our lifestyles. And some of the positives of those changes. Our children are now old enough that we when talk the talk about such things we have to actually do it which I can say here stinks just a little bit. So, like I said we're trying to our part. And that has not been entirely fun. But we have seen lots of positives from it, really we have.

This same child asked permission last week to write a letter to the city council asking for a citywide recycling program. I said yes, but sign your father's name. Just kidding. I told her to sign someone else's name, her father is my sole source of income, I am not that stupid ya'll.

So those of you that have known me for year's can offically laugh out loud as I have given birth to a real, live tree hugger. How bout that for irony?