Goober

I'm such a goober. One of our house cleaners mentions to me, casually, that they're thinking of getting a dog (Golden Retriever) and then explains how he's read five different books on dog training - all the positive method. I launch into this super long explanation of my evolution in this area and go on and on about Eddie. Even when I was talking, I knew there was no way he was looking for this depth of conversation, but I couldn't stop. Ah well. Some things I just have trouble not going on and on about. Everything I learned and tried with Eddie is definitely it. I can still say, even after having been a parent for 5+ months, I have never worked harder or more consistently at anything as I have at getting Eddie and Turtle to walk reasonably well on leashes together, at the same time.

I just dropped RG off at her house after we went to Pepita's for lunch. I took a look at her newly assembled recycling center and am now feeling like the slacker I am. I will do it this this weekend (or next or sometime soon ... crap! this is why I am such a slacker).

In other recycling news, our new co-mingled recycling roll cart arrived courtesy of the Office of Sustainable Development for the City of Portland - does your city have that office? I'm guess not because when you Google "office of sustainable development" Portland is the first hit tyvm. That is why Portland rules. We also got a roll cart for yard debris, but since our lawn service takes all the debris with them, I suppose that one will just sit in our garage. I was so excited it arrived. I have placed it directly to the left of the door leading from the kitchen into our garage, so we just open the door and dump our recycling bin into it. Sweet!

And now I am so antsy to go to Home Depot and The Container Store that I can barely contain myself (tehee). Unfortunately, it's not gonna happen today or tomorrow. I should be finishing my grocery spreadsheet, but I am playing Scrabulous instead. Like I said, I'm a slacker.