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Stop Hunger Now

You know how when you leave Costco you have to walk through the crowd of people enjoying a slice of pizza or hotdog at the food court?  That’s where I was when I noticed the most interesting thing.  There was an older gentleman sitting at a small table all by himself.  He was wearing an ecru shirt that had the words “STOP HUNGER NOW“.  I wish I could have taken a picture of him – as he stuffed a fat polish sausage into his mouth.  That’s what I’m talking about.

Do you ever

wonder why YOU can’t be the one that finds something uber-valuable at a garage sale or Goodwill?

http://www.cbc.ca/arts/artdesign/story/2009/06/09/paintings-venice.html?ref=rss

Well, at least I can rejoice in the fact that today, we picked up our own little piece of valuable at the upstanding aforementioned establishment.  What is this treasure that I speak of, you ask?  Well, I should be honest and say there’s some truth tothe  saying one man’s treasure is another man’s junk.  (Did I get that right?)  Anyway, we up and purchased a CAR WASH for Zoe’s Hot Wheels cars.  99 cents, baby!  It even has little circular sponges that smoosh the car through with a flick of a switch!  I’m sure it’s vintage.  Probably circa…  84.  PROBABLY, the only one of its kind ever made because of a single quality control inspector who dared glance away from his work.  It’s probably even worth millions.  BUT, it looks like a PIECE that was broken off of a larger toy to me.  Sooooo, because I think it is worthless, after Zoe is done with it altogether I will put it into a bag of toys to “take back” to Goodwill.  Only to read in the paper the next morning that some shmuck picked up a toy for his nephew and ended up with a 1.4 million dollar treasure.  The only one of its kind.

Choo Choo

Bought the girls a train table today. They were excited but since we had to pick it up later in the evening, they both fell asleep on the way home. We stayed up and put it together, and let me just tell you, tomorrow is going to be like Christmas at this house. I’ll try to post pictures.

So, tonight we went to Daddy’s work for dinner. He had a shift where he works alone until midnight so he can’t leave. (No, it’s not the night shift at AM/PM.) Of course, it wasn’t difficult for me to offer to bring him something from a local restaurant to which he responded with an invitation for us to stay and eat with him. Anyway, we had a nice time chatting about an upcoming road trip while the girls played air hockey with a tissue box – which was quite entertaining, I might add. But I have to say the most interesting part for me, was realizing how GREEN his work is. Like many companies, they provide food utensils for the employees but these were unlike any utensil I have ever used! They were strangely pliable, and had a soft, familiar texture. Of course, I had to ask about them, and my husband tells me they were made from potatoes! So intriguing, and I couldn’t help but realize that the familiarity I felt between my fingers, was that of a french fry. Well, more like a raw potato ready to be dipped into a vat of grease. ANYWAY, I digress. Just wanted to say tonight I had a “green” moment, and for someone who is admittedly not as GREEN as some may like, I rather enjoyed it.

Oh, you can see the utensils here (though I can’t say for sure WHERE the company gets theirs.   http://www.inhabitat.com/2007/10/13/spudware-cutlery-made-from-potatoes/