Author Archives: Rebecca

Two for One

Don’t we all want to get our money’s worth? If there was a choice between doing one thing that brought about one result, or doing a similar thing that brought about two results which would you choose? Is it human nature to want to “kill two birds with one stone?”

I am always game for a good bonus which is why I love my next step in becoming more Earth friendly. Instead of driving circles around the parking lot in order to find a parking spot near the building I am trying to park in the first spot I come across.

What are the benefits? First, by parking quickly my car uses less gasoline and emits less exhaust. It is better for the environment AND for my wallet. Does it get any better? Yes!

Sometimes the first spot I come to is close to the door. Most of the time, however, it isn’t. That’s where benefit number two comes into play. Taking that first spot forces me to walk a little farther to get to where I’m going. So in addition to saving the planet I’m getting a little exercise.

I used to justify idling waiting for a close spot by saying that it would take too long to walk in. Or that it was too cold/hot/bothersome to walk so far. In reality, most times it would be quicker to park and walk in than it would be to wait for a close spot to open up. There goes my excuse!

I can’t say that I won’t jockey for some “rockstar” parking every now and then. Rain, snow, wind and glaring heat will tempt me and I will probably give in. I can only promise to resist those demons as often as possible.

Canvas Bagging It

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One of my ongoing life projects is to become more Earth friendly. I am getting closer and closer to that goal by tackling one step at a time. Recently, I have been working hard to eliminate plastic bags from my life.

I do like having some plastic bags around the house. They come in handy for trash, or whatnot, but I don’t like them that much. I don’t need (or have the space for) the hundreds of plastic bags I could collect during my shopping trips. And all that plastic is awful for the environment.

So, when I head to our local Market Basket I try my hardest to remember my canvas bags. I have three or four which can usually handle my biweekly grocery trip. If I have an unusually large amount of canned goods I find a box to catch the overflow.

This system works pretty well, provided that I a)remember to bring the bags along with me and b)have the patience to teach the grocery baggers how to bag groceries without “paper or plastic”. I try to make it easier for the baggers by putting done the bag on the conveyor belt first, followed by everything I’d like to go into that bag. Sometimes they “get it,” sometimes they don’t.

Bringing my own bags takes a little more work on my part than getting the standard issue plastic sacks, but I think it is worth it. Today at the store I saw at least three people leaving with only two plastic bags of groceries. Think of how easy it would have been for them to bring their own canvas bag instead of using plastic.

On my way out I saw a woman carrying her “paper in plastic” bags back into the store. I wanted to say “Good Job!” but I didn’t. Then I regretted not saying anything. So, if you use canvas…GOOD JOB! Keep up the good work!”

ETA: Bethany’s comment reminded me that I had meant to share a link she had sent to me a couple weeks ago. San Francisco to Ban Plastic Bags I think it is great! After all the first key in the mantra is “REDUCE” then “reuse and recycle”. The fewer plastic bags there are, the less energy will be needed to recycle them!

The Story of an Apartment

In June of 2002 I moved into apartment 1 at 11 Highland Terrace. It was a sunny day and the move, with the exception of one roll over accident on route 3, went off without a hitch. It seemed like such a huge place. Especially since I barely had any furniture! Who remembers getting pizza and eating it sitting on the floor? Raise your hands!

Since Peter and I wouldn’t be married for another five months my first roommate was my good friend Bethany. Between the two of us, and some generous family members, we were able to find some things to sit and sleep on and we slowly furnished the place.

Bethany moved out and Peter moved in that fall. The apartment treated us very well over the past five years. We started out with a bedroom and an office/sewing room along with the kitchen and living room. Once Catherine joined us we sacrificed the office for a nursery. Even with our family addition we haven’t felt cramped.

Over the years we have hosted quite a few celebrations in our little abode: Survivor parties, Opening Ceremonies parties for the Summer 04 and Winter 06 Olympics, our Napoleon Dynamite Party, Birthdays, a homecoming get together, Christmases…and so many more. We didn’t have a ton of space, but we loved to share it with friends and family!

Being in Downtown Beverly has been wonderful. We had two, off street, parking spaces which is rare in this neighborhood. The laundromat was right next door and we could walk almost anywhere we needed to: church, the library, Bell Market (RIP), Family Dollar, the banks, the beach, the parks…you get the idea. I was even able to commute into work in Boston easily since the train depot was just two blocks away. I know that I will miss running errands on foot.

I won’t miss living below ground. The windows were right at ground level! Luckily, we got a good amount of sunlight regardless of the window location. It will be nice to look outside and see more than the shrubs.

It is sad to leave the place I’ve lived for five years. This apartment has been a warm, cozy, welcoming place to come home to. We’ve grown accustomed to its quirks and had made it our own.

But, time rolls on and so do we. Onward towards another adventure! Do you have a nice 11 Highland Terrace memory? Leave a comment, we’d love to hear it!

Momma and Catherine together again…

on another whirlwind adventure!

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I had a few errands to run around town today. I thought about bundling Catherine up and hopping in the car and zipping out to get them done. Then I came to my senses! With the time it would take to get the baby in and out of the car at each stop–never mind the hassle of finding parking–I would be out all afternoon! And what a waste of gas!

I decided the best plan would be to walk. So I packed up the things we’d need to take with us, fed and bundled Catherine and grabbed a coat. I checked the outside temperature and quickly swapped my warm, puffy coat for my spring windbreaker! I popped Catherine in the Back pack and we were ready to go!
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Weirdness

I was tagged by my friend Katie to post six weird things about me. Here goes!

1. I check the mail obsessively. If I go out and it hasn’t come yet I will listen for the mail truck and then run out as soon as I’m sure the mail lady has moved up the street. Usually there’s nothing good…unless Jennifer has sent something!

2. I name my cars…”Otto Marius Ahenobarbus”: Red 1984 Saab, “Hedwig”: White 1998 Subaru, “Stewart”: Green Volkswagen Golf.

3. I think Purell is evil. (except in certain instances)

4. I love to shovel snow. This winter has been such a disappointment!

5. Peter and I grew up several states apart and didn’t meet until college…but I went to high school with his first cousins!

6. I’ve seen every episode of ER… probably twice.

I’m tagging:Jennifer, Bethany Joy, Amanda and Jenny

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What She Saw in… by Lucinda Rosenfeld

The full title of this novel is What She Saw In Rogermancuso, Gunter Hopstock, Jason Barry Gold, Spitty Clark, Jack Geezo, Humphrey Fung, Claude Duvet, Bruce Bledstone, Kevin McFeeley, Arnold Allen, Pablo Miles, Anonymous 1-4, Nobody 5-8, Neil Schmertz and Bo Pierce. Any guesses as to what it is about?

What She Saw In… was a frustrating read for me because I was constantly annoyed with Phoebe, the protagonist. Her self destructive attitude led her to meaningless relationships that, hard as she may have tried, never satisfied her. Each encounter left her questioning who she was and how she lived.

Not having ever been a serial dater, I was unable to identify with Phoebe; or even know if Rosenfeld painted an acurate portrait of this kind of life. I found myself alternately saddened and disgusted by her lifestyle. It was an enlightening look into a life vastly different than my own.

The writing was young and fresh, the story slightly engaging but overall not a bad read.

Ruffles

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I haven’t knit very many things for Catherine. Partially because I’m a busy momma-on the go; partially because she has very generous people in her life and has been well provided for.

I had some nice warm wool yarn left over from other projects and a great pattern (from my Great-Aunt Emeline) so I buckled down and started a little sweater. It was a quick knit and was done “in the round” so I didn’t have to sew any seams. Fantastic!

The ruffles were my idea…next time around I’ll remember to make the torso and arms longer to account for the way the ruffles lie. For now she’ll have to deal with the sweater being a little bit too short!

Real Life-Virtual Friendships?

Does having a blog strengthen or weaken one’s friendships?

I was talking to a friend of mine (Jill from theholtsite.com) recently. Although we hadn’t spoken in a while Jill commented that she felt like she knew what I’d been up to. This blog had done a pretty good job of keeping her up to date. She also said that another friend of hers had likewise made a similar comment about her blog while they visited at a wedding.

“Did you hear that Dan got married?” Jill asked. “Yes,” I quickly responded, “I read about it on your blog.”

After laughing about these comments our conversation suddenly became quiet. We were already caught up on each other’s lives! What more could we talk about?

This got me thinking about the purpose of blogging. I often tell people that we blog in order to keep our far flung family and friends up to date on our comings and goings. For those that we don’t talk to frequently it works well. When we do get to talk with them we can skip past the daily stuff and go onto more personal matters.

But, what about people we see frequently? I’ve brought up topics with family members who look at me and say, “yeah. I read that on your blog…” and I’m stopped in my tracks. Quickly, I try to find a new topic of conversation. It isn’t so much that it is difficult to find a new topic, just that I’m still surprised when others already know the story I’ve thought to share with them.

Have you found this happening in your relationships? Are you able to balance your online relationship with your real life relationship with your friends and family?

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The Fruit of Stone by Mark Spragg

A modern day Cowboy story. (No, not that modern day cowboy story!)

Spragg allows his readers to slowly discover the characters in his book. Each short character vignette builds upon the previous one and each gives new insight into the lives of McEban, Bennett, Ansel, Gretchen and others. Spragg explores the decisions made in life and how those decisions are influenced by past events and trusted loved ones.

I’ve never been to Montana or Wyoming but the descriptions in this book make me want to pack my bags, find a dude ranch and saddle up.

[for those of you just tuning in: this is the eighth book in my series Authors: Z-A. Next up, R]