* This post is the Green Phone Booth's entry for the October "Green Pet" edition of the Green Moms Carnival. Read what green moms have to say about eco-pets on October 12th at Condo Blues.
Photo credit: ▌ÇP▐My Sony Vaio laptop is 6 years old. Do you think that’s old for a computer? My husband (an electrical engineer savvy in all things computer-related) thinks it is very, very old. So old, in fact, that when I complained about needing a new laptop battery (since the original battery now lasts 0.5 seconds), he suggested I get a new laptop instead. He told me the new Sony battery would cost around $200, but that a new laptop would cost maybe $600. My husband said he didn’t want to spend $200 on a new battery when my laptop might die any second.
When this conversation first occurred (it replayed itself periodically for the next many months), I had just written a post about electronics waste, and I just couldn’t bring myself to dump and replace my still functioning laptop. But I did find not having a functioning battery very annoying. I have small children so we have to hide cords behind large pieces of cardboard under our desks, and even simply moving the power source was a hassle (not to mention that I had to turn on and off my laptop to move it). And, yes, I tried an external battery, but if I jiggled it even slightly it disconnected and my laptop immediately turned off, so it wasn’t any better than the original power source really. My laptop had basically become a desktop.
But, don’t worry, this story has a happy ending. Many months later, my husband informed me he had found a knock-off battery on Amazon. This battery cost $60, which my husband was OK with spending on my nearly-obsolete, one-foot-in-the-grave laptop. I figured that replacing the battery was so far superior to replacing my entire computer that I immediately bought it. We’ve been happily chugging along ever since.
But what if my laptop (or other electronic device) really does bite the dust? What then?
First, I will find a responsible place to recycle my dead laptop or other electronic device. You can find a list of responsible electronics recyclers near you here. At least once a month I get a flyer for free electronics and/or metal hauling left on my doorstep. That seems like a convenient option, but my sister, who used to work for Goodwill (which does
Second, I will consult resources for identifying “greener electronics” before making my purchase. I will also consider purchasing a refurbished device. My sister had a good experience buying a refurbished flat screen and desktop from Goodwill.
Whether you need to replace your electronics or not, consider taking action to promote responsible recycling of electronics.
How do you decide when it’s time to replace an electronic device?
Holy Cow.
I’m writing this Saturday afternoon, having just survived a fairly small birthday party of 6 year old girls. There were only 6 in total, including the birthday girl, and it’s the first such party where we’ve actually had more activities planned than there was time to accomplish them all.
It was a good party, actually, I’m fairly proud.
We did an “Earth Day Birthday” theme, which I know is very very late on both counts—my daughter’s birthday was actually in May, and Earth Day itself is of course April. But it had the bonus of being a beautiful summer day where we could spend the entire time outdoors. We set up table and chairs in the backyard, doubling as craft table and mealtime table. I’d baked an “Earth Cake” using the same recipes for cake and icing I’ve used in the past, did a fairly clumsy job decorating it (as you can see from the photo!), but I’m not that kind of artist, you know?
We did the chalk art thing out front until all the girls arrived, which made it easy for everyone to find the house, since it was the house with a bunch of kids out front drawing on the driveway in chalk. Then we went into the backyard and painted terra cotta flowerpots I’d gotten for $1.50 at Hobby Lobby. A bunch of paintbrushes and sponges of different sizes and a bunch of acrylic paints, and old oversized white t-shirts over clothes, and they had a ball—did some very pretty and creative work, too!
Then we made pinecone bird feeders—we spread a little sunflower butter into some pine cones we’d gathered at the park last week, and rolled them in birdseed, with pipe cleaner hangers…we’d planned to string cheerio type cereal onto the pipe cleaners but discovered when I got the box of cereal home that I’d messed up and gotten one that was sugar-glazed, which I didn’t want to use for birds. Note to anyone who tries this—refrigerate the nut butter first (we got sunflower because I didn’t know if we’d have any nut allergies), it’s very drippy. And we did refrigerate it afterwards, and wrapped each one in a little cling wrap (I know, plastic disposable, but there was really very little trash generated at this party!), and sent it home with each girl.
We got everyone cleaned up then, set the pots out to dry, and had a nice alfresco lunch of pizza-on-naan, chicken tenders, and fresh fruit—I was delighted to see that the fruit got well-picked-over, and the rest of the food was well-eaten too. No disposable plates or flatware, just the real stuff from the kitchen. Cake and ice cream for dessert. Fortunately, 6-year-old girls’ eye for skillful graphic design made my massacre of the
Then we opened presents, and honestly by then it was almost time to go home. We had also planned for squirt-toy play outdoors, but they weren’t really interested in that, so instead we left well enough alone for the last ten minutes, let the girls play with the new toys, and I potted the little marigolds we’d bought in the pots they’d painted, instead of having them pot them as planned. (That’s my one real disappointment, that we didn’t get to actually do the flower planting.) We’d also planned on decorating these very simple canvas bags ($3.50 for 4 at Hobby Lobby) with fabric markers, but had run out of time for that too…so everyone went home with a fairly simple reusable bag with a little gardening shovel ($.33 at Hobby Lobby, midsummer sale on gardening stuff, I guess!) and a pair of gardening gloves, a pine cone bird feeder, and a living flower in a pot they had painted. I think everyone had fun. I even actually had fun. And my daughter was in seventh heaven, which is what matters.
But man, I'm tired.

Jennifer Ward, the author of I Love Dirt! and Let's Go Outside!, spent most of her life surrounded by nature. When she moved to a city, at first she felt starved for nature, but then she realized that the natural world was still thriving all around her if she took the time to look for it. Her experience led her to write her latest book, It's a Jungle Out There!: 52 Nature Adventures for City Kids.

a suburban greenmom contemplates a plate...
Over the past couple of weeks my Google Reader has been full of posts about the USDA’s new dietary guidelines, aka The Plate.
I have been reading these with interest. I’m not sure why, because it’s all sort of irrelevant to me personally in a lot of ways. Mostly because I know that anything that comes from the government has a
So check out some of these links…Andy Bellati guesting at Appetite for Profit has a lot to say about the Plate, including the very pointed question of why “dairy” gets is own happy little spot on the diagram, since milk and cheese’s main dietary contributions are the high amount of protein they have (protein already has a spot on the plate) and the much-needed calcium they provide (which is also highly available, and far more absorbable, in many green veggies). The answer to that pointed question? Dairy lobbying. Michele at Appetite for Profit also has some stuff to get off her chest—asking why we can’t have MyPolicy rather than MyPlate.
The other major objection many have with the MyPlate diagram is how incongruous it is with where the government subsidies go—check out this highly blink-worthy infographic showing clearly the disparity.
And of course Marion Nestle, goddess of all things foodpolitical (or patron saint, anyway), has her own take on it as well as a lot of great links that I’m not going to repeat here.
And last but not least, my personal favorite: Stephen Colbert mourns the loss of his favorite Egyptian mortuary-based nutritional diagram.
So… what do you guys think of MyPlate? Is it just so much worthless government posturing? Or a step in the right direction?
--Jenn the Greenmom
Ninety degree weather means I've been a market slacker this past week.
SustainaMom isn't expecting, but her sister is...
--a suburban greenmom and her family go shopping...down the block...and around the corner...and up the next block...
We had an awesome weekend.
Every year in early June our entire subdivision has a “multi-family garage sale”—anyone in the whole area with stuff to sell all does it on the same day, there are ads in the local papers and maps of all the houses involved and what they are selling, and it’s just a grand and wonderful day for all. I’d say maybe 20-30 houses in our little area were part of it.
So far our family hasn’t been one of those who sells stuff out of our own garage; we had a couple of little things that our neighbor across the street agreed to let us put over there. But we walked around the whole neighborhood for a couple of hours checking out what everyone had out there. Everyone found a treasure or two: my daughter’s ballet slippers are getting too tight, but down the block is a little girl with bigger feet than hers with an almost perfect pair of slippers. One dollar. One pair of slippers that won’t go into a landfill; one pair of slippers that won’t require new raw materials to be produced. I found, at long last, an older slow cooker that hopefully was made before they decided that slow cookers shouldn’t cook quite as slowly as they used to, thereby ruining all the old recipes and destroying the most wonderful aspect of slow cooking. And if it’s not old enough—I have a crockpot in a size I didn’t have before. For $5, as long as it works, how can I go wrong? (Um…yes, I have four crockpots now. A 4-quart, a 5-quart, and a 6-quart, and now a 2-quart. And yes, I really do use them all.)
It was a great neighborhood morning, and a great family morning. After reading different musings about children and learning money skills and allowance vs. payment for jobs, we took this as an opportunity to do a little teaching about money. Each child got to take $5 in quarters from their piggy banks and told that they could buy what they wanted, but that that was all the money they had; they could decide what they wanted to buy, it was their choice, and we wouldn’t make the decisions for them. It was a really fun and interesting process. It took them a while to realize we were serious and to stop asking, “Mom, can we get this?” about whatever it was…the answer was always, “It’s your money, you can get whatever you’d like, just decide for yourself whether it’s worth that amount of money to you.” They each wound up with a few stuffed animals that they really liked, and my daughter got a pair of purple flip flops. (I didn’t make her pay for the ballet slippers; that’s mommy’s department.) It was really cool seeing them start to really think about what their money was worth, and how much they wanted whatever it was, whether they could afford it, and more important whether they chose to. Each of them came home with money still in their pockets, and they seemed supremely pleased with their choices.
It was wonderful seeing this low-cost exchange of goods, as people cleaned out their basements, sat outside and visited and chatted and had fun and found that something someone else was desperate to get rid of was exactly what another person was looking for. Lots of stuff kept out of the landfill, at least for now. Maybe a little less new stuff manufactured. New families finding baby goods; the people selling the baby goods finding some great toddler gear at another house. And so on, up and down the line.
I wonder, if every neighborhood did something like this, even not as complicated as a Freecycle (which itself isn’t that complicated!)—how many resources would we save? And how much would we gain, learning more about the people who live near us, becoming more and more of a community, keeping an eye out for each other?
How about you, Booth readers—do your communities do anything like this?
--Jenn the Greenmom
