<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705</id><updated>2011-08-01T11:28:06.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>every last drip</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-7669583489661731654</id><published>2010-08-21T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:21:43.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo!</title><content type='html'>Fine, don't take my word for it.  Let &lt;a href="http://www.kqed.org/a/forum/R201008191000"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; scare the pants off you instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-7669583489661731654?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/7669583489661731654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/08/boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7669583489661731654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7669583489661731654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/08/boo.html' title='Boo!'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2842774756023471487</id><published>2010-07-26T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T13:35:56.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cawfee Tawk</title><content type='html'>I'm running really low on time today, but I did want to get this out there before days pass and guilt mounts for not doing the only thing I think might be of some help to the earth (that being sitting on my butt and blabing to whoever wants to listen).  Anyway, given my rush, I thought I would pull a Mike Myers' &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqPiJ0L7YmY"&gt;Cawfee Tawk&lt;/a&gt; (hilarious as ever!).  And just say - in my best New Yawk accent - "The water bond is neither water nor a bond.  Discuss..." (But before you do, read about &lt;a href="http://ballotpedia.org/wiki/index.php/California_Water_Bond,_Proposition_18_%282010%29"&gt;Prop 18,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://nowaterbond.com/prop-18-facts/why-californians-oppose-prop-18/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;No On Prop 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and see which side gets you a little "fahklempt.")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2842774756023471487?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2842774756023471487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/07/cawfee-tawk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2842774756023471487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2842774756023471487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/07/cawfee-tawk.html' title='Cawfee Tawk'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-3724929235694294595</id><published>2010-07-20T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:06:36.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Heck?</title><content type='html'>My son is saying "What the Heck?"  all the time. I don't know where he gets it from.  I know what you're thinking, but anyone who knows me knows  that any time I start a phrase with "What the..." believe me that the last word is not "heck."  So I refrain from that set-up altogether.  It's funny when he says it, not because he has absolutely no idea why he's saying it, but because there's really nothing I can do about it.  I said to him, "I don't like that phrase." and he asked "why?"  Ummm... well, I don't know why.  It's not like he's cursing.  And he's not being defiant or bratty.  So, "What the heck, son.  Go ahead!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you will understand why I've shared this little piece of information about my kid once you see this &lt;a href="http://www.rodale.com/natural-gas-drilling"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.  I figure it might serve as a cleaner example of what to say as you reading the article, as your reactions will likely include some phrase beginning with "what the..."   Perhaps you've seen the article already or caught this news.  It's not a recent news story, but it's nevertheless exhausting to hear.  Isn't there enough "heck" going on with our water right now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-3724929235694294595?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/3724929235694294595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-heck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3724929235694294595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3724929235694294595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-heck.html' title='What the Heck?'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-6091379539459924510</id><published>2010-07-19T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T12:05:38.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BP</title><content type='html'>Am I the only one who is tired of hearing about BP screwing up?  (I didn't think so).  So tired... and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt;.  So angry!    But what am I doing?  No matter how mad I get,  I'm doing about as much good as reenacting some drama queen moment from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gone With The Wind.&lt;/span&gt;   I'm nowhere near the Gulf and do not have the ability to travel there for any length of time.  So I'm doing what many people are doing.  I'm very busy hating BP.  I know I'm in good company... Just go to &lt;a href="http://www.ihatebp.com/"&gt;Ihatebp.com&lt;/a&gt; or google your choice of epithets + bp as I did and poof!  You will find a cyber-mob of haters are just as fed up with this 90-day heartache as we watch yet more destruction of this planet literally grow before our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't it nice for us optimists (hello... are you even still out there?) on Thursday when we had a glimmer of hope that they were finally putting a stop to it with a &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5i-yfHJzPLDeBIhG5JDEF6VbaPR8QD9H24DU02"&gt;cap&lt;/a&gt;?  Of course now it's looking like more &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5i-yfHJzPLDeBIhG5JDEF6VbaPR8QD9H24DU02"&gt;bad news&lt;/a&gt; because of a possible "seep."  Usually it's a pleasure to watch people who make a lot more money than any of us clunk their heads together while looking stupid.  Not this time.  It's most infuriating when I think about it in terms of my kids.  What the hell are they doing wrecking the planet I want my kids to enjoy?  The nerve of BP handing my children YEARS of repercussions thanks to their neglect, stupidity and greed.   Of course, while I'm growling inside, on the outside I'm likely singing itsy bitsy spider or clapping about someone pooping on the potty.  Maybe one of these days when it comes to mind I'll actually ask my son what he thinks BP should do, since it seems to me he's a lot smarter than any of the people they have working on this losing battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then recently one evening I was draining my son's bathwater and taking a moment to breathe as my son did a naked lap around his room.  For those who know me, what you're thinking is exactly right.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What?  You were draining the what from the what?&lt;/span&gt;  Of course, those of you who know me also know my constant admissions of being a seriously flawed person who isn't always perfect.  But as I was watching the water drain, knowing that it's all just going to waste - knowing that I was doing the wrong thing, knowing that I was part of the problem, knowing that I was living in a state with a water shortage on it's hands, knowing that there was something I could have done to prevent waste - I had a thought.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am BP&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm not an oil company.  I'm a mom who lives in a rented apartment with her family and blabs on a blog occasionally and writes silly articles and at times eats more ice cream than she should.  But all this energy I'm expending to be mad at BP (unless I head to the gulf and get my hands dirty which is not going to happen because of my obligations at home) is not doing anything.  I may not be an oil company, but if I'm not doing what I can to prevent the next disaster, than aren't I a little mini microscopic version of BP?  I know the risk I'm taking every time I am too lazy to recycle or waste water just like BP knew the risks they were taking.  Hell, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;them, right?  So don't I want to be better than them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the car ride home from a day-trip yesterday, I told my husband that I want to recommit ourselves to saving water and anything else we can to do not just save the environment, but also not pull a BP.  (&lt;a href="http://trueslant.com/jeffmcmahon/2010/06/03/five-ways-to-boycott-bp-without-helping-exxon/"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; where I'm starting) Sure, I would say that we have been doing a lot in this house, but every now and then, it's time to take it up a notch just like BP should have a long long long long time ago.  When the next disaster happens, I would really feel terrible if the one I was hating was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-6091379539459924510?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/6091379539459924510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-bp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6091379539459924510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6091379539459924510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-bp.html' title='I AM BP'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-3019551897787913234</id><published>2010-07-04T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T16:20:32.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milking Your Independence</title><content type='html'>It's the Fourth of July! For a lot of people, this means parties, hot dogs, and fireworks.  But when you have three year old it means, well, that you'll probably be doing the same stuff you usually do.  We are having some friends over this evening for a casual dinner and then it's bedtime like any other night.  Sure we could keep him up past his bedtime, but then there's the noise factor, the bathroom factor, and the over-exhausted temper tantrum factor.  I think that's more fun than I actually want to have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am on hiatus from the Forth of July, I found myself focused more on the fact that it's not just the Forth of July.  It's actually Independence Day.  (I know... can you handle this level of deep thinking?)   While I might be a bit out of practice when it comes to the 4th of July, I am very in-touch with the concept of independence.  My kid is constantly redefining and reminding me of how important independence is.  And at the same time, I'm constantly reminding him of the responsibilities that come with it.  He wants to pour his own milk, fine, but he's got to watch what he's doing or it's going to spill.  Before I know it, pouring his milk will be driving the car and the stakes will be even higher.  But it has to happen.  Lord knows, I don't want to be pouring his milk at his wedding reception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this blog, I've suggested that people should only be allowed a certain amount of water to use each day and if you go over... well actually I don't remember what I suggested the consequence be, but I assume it had something to do with paying big bucks. But there is an opportunity that we all have as we exercise our independence and perhaps today think more closely about what independence means.  As independent people, we have the ability to use as much water as we want in our homes.  Hell, we could just leave the water running all day long.  But like I tell my son, being independent comes with responsibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it may be a very unpopular opinion to think that people should have limitations on their daily water use.  But I'm willing to lose that debate if I can be convinced that people are not just exercising their independence, but exercising it wisely.  Are you going to look at what you're doing?  Or are you going to spill the milk?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-3019551897787913234?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/3019551897787913234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/07/milking-your-independence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3019551897787913234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3019551897787913234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/07/milking-your-independence.html' title='Milking Your Independence'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-4192678690502636415</id><published>2010-04-12T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:31:17.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohmygoshimasama!</title><content type='html'>Oh Lordy.  So, I've decided to get skinny and have no time to exercise, so I've been doing Bikram Yoga at some god awful hour that doesn't even deserve a spot on the clock because it's so miserably early.  I love it!  (Can't you tell).  In case you aren't up on your Yoga-types (Believe me, I'm not)  Bikram is the kind of yoga where your in a room that's so hot your skin melts off of your face.  Up side: even when you're lying flat on the ground wishing you were dead, you're still sweating the pounds away.  Down side: all you want to do is lie on the ground wishing you were dead while letting the pounds melt away.  Unfortunately, they also make you do stuff.  Like hold your food over your head... BEHIND you.  All kidding aside, I've been really happy doing it and hope that I can keep this up.  I've NEVER been an early riser, but this seems to be the only way to add anything more to my already hectic schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yoga studio I go to has water conscious signs everywhere.  Signs about how you're only allowed two towels because they don't want to do too much laundry and waste water.  Low flow shower heads.  They do sell bottled water, but encourage you to bring your own water (which most people do).  I have to say, it's nice living in a place where there are such water conscious businesses.  I'm proud to be twisting my body like a pretzel in their name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only disappointing thing is how ridiculously long the other yogi's showers are.  Now, let's forget that there is a line of gross, sweaty, smelly people in need of a good hose down (me included) waiting outside the shower stalls.  But the amount of water that is wasted made my heart pound faster then when I do that half-hippopotamasama or whatever you call it where I'm half of my body is upsidedown while the other half is right side up.   Is this what's going on around the world while I'm not looking?  I mean, one girl even took the time to wring out her saturated yoga wear - and you know that mound of stink is going in the washing machine anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look people, a shower is for getting clean.  That's it.  Get in, get clean and get out.  This takes five minutes at the MOST.  If it takes you longer, you're doing it wrong.  And even if you want the extra couple of minutes to massage your head full of shampoo, or loofa your legs (Loufa?  I can't spell) or act out a scene from Singin in the Rain, just shut the water off!  Because someday it won't just be a line of stinky pretzel people looming.  It will be one heck of a dried up world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-4192678690502636415?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/4192678690502636415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/04/ohmygoshimasama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4192678690502636415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4192678690502636415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/04/ohmygoshimasama.html' title='Ohmygoshimasama!'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-8404418723309441914</id><published>2010-03-24T10:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:49:10.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got 8?</title><content type='html'>Have I really not talked to you guys since the 13th!  What a slacker!  Tune in tomorrow when I will be talking about my new affair with 6am Bikram Yoga.  Yes, it will still focus on water issues.  Lord knows, I don't want to talk about the sorry state of my flexibility.  Who knew pulling on my big toe could be painful enough to make me want to scream obscenities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, I wanted to share this great little &lt;a href="http://www.commondreams.org/video/2010/03/23"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;.  Fun to watch, informative.   Oh, for goodness sakes, just watch it!  Then read the comments to know about all the pinheads out there who watched it and worry more about the state of capitalism than they do the environment, our children's future and well, the fact that well, we're getting the pants scammed off of us!  &lt;a href="http://www.commondreams.org/video/2010/03/23"&gt;Watch&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-8404418723309441914?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/8404418723309441914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/03/got-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8404418723309441914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8404418723309441914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/03/got-8.html' title='Got 8?'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1811526720029048743</id><published>2010-03-13T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T13:41:13.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreat!</title><content type='html'>I'm on a writers retreat.  Notice I said writers retreat and not "writing" retreat.  Haven't done much writing as of yet, though there has been quite a bit of discussion that has been helpful.  Lots of eating too, which is always welcome.  Lots of running the water too.  The water here is bloody freezing!  Like the pipe it in straight off a penguin's ass.  Yes, I'm in a cabin.  Yes I'm in the woods.  But can a girl get a luke warm drip of water?  Anyway, without a watering can or bucket that I trust to be clean, I am watching lots of water go down the drain without a useful moment on this planet.  My poor housemates are looking over their shoulders constantly trying to read my mind - as if I am thinking less of them for wanting to have feeling left in their hands after washing the dishes.  I waited for the shower to heat up, making myself feel better by sticking my toothbursh under the showerhead instead of running the sink.  Hey, it's something.  Meanwhile, I think I saw a squirrel watching me through the window.  He looked pissed.  Sorry nature.  Maybe I will put in the suggestion box that they should have buckets and watering cans for just this purpose.  Might make the owners say, "hmmm."  Might make them say, "what kind of UnAmerican crazies rented the cabin this weekend, anyway."  Either way, it cant hurt.  And at least now I can call this a "writing" retreat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1811526720029048743?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1811526720029048743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/03/retreat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1811526720029048743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1811526720029048743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/03/retreat.html' title='Retreat!'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2867312082349408781</id><published>2010-03-10T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T11:10:19.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Jewels</title><content type='html'>I was going to look up more about the eBay lady who is running for Governor when I came across the California Water Service website and their FREE water saving accessories!  Now I can don my apartment in the silver jewels it deserves all for the price of 0.00!  Conservation never looked this good!  (This entry is now dubbing as my audition piece for the home shopping network.) Don't wait!  &lt;a href="http://www.calwater.com/conservation/kit.php"&gt;Order now!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wait a minute... there's a snag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want an account number and the name of the person on the account.  Ummm... first of all, I don't have that information.  I'm a RENTER.  I'm assuming it's my landlord.  I know her name but the account number.  I'm lucky enough to have a landlord that does not charge us for water, so I have absolutely no idea.  Um, Cal Water Service, can I ask a question.  WHY are you asking for this stuff.  If you're sending this stuff to a CAL address, then why of why do you care what my account number is?  I'm trying to save water.  Why you gotta give me a hard time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will ask my landlord.  I hate to bother her with this, but I will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the way, this all came out of my son's new obsession with running the water at FULL BLAST.  He's now old enough to tell me that the soap doesn't all come off when we only run it at half the power.  So whenever it's time for him to wash his hands, you hear us bickering.  "You're waisting water."  "There's more soap!"  "You have to rub your hands together."  "I am!"  Poor kid.  Washing your hands should not be stressful with everything else that can stress a kid out these days.  This should be on the list of soothing, calming, easy peasy no-brainers.  Sorry baby.  Mama's fixin to make everything right again.  Don't you worry.  CWS, you better come through!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2867312082349408781?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2867312082349408781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/03/silver-jewels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2867312082349408781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2867312082349408781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/03/silver-jewels.html' title='Silver Jewels'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-6496075493994178578</id><published>2010-03-08T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:04:44.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backed Up</title><content type='html'>I'm alive, I just have been buried.  Mostly under a calendar.  How does that happen.  Well, you know all of those comprehensive magazine calendars you see with a roundup of every friggin thing there is to do in an area.  Well, someone has to write that.  In the case of a certain publication in my area, that's me.  I actually asked the editor to take it off my plate because I'm really not getting much else done.  Anyway, it's not an excuse, but I'm having to store all of my water news in my head until I actually get a chance to sit here and write it.  Now, of course, the only thing going through my head is how I forgot to pack a pillow case for my son this morning in his school back for nap time.  My kid's well-being trumps all, my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say that I have been seeing many MANY commercials plugging the eBay woman for governor, and I have been doing a lot of wondering about what her stance is on the whole levy issue.  I don't know if you remember a few bloggies back when I posted that 60 minutes segment about the levy's here in CA and how we are less than one earthquake away from them collapsing into oblivion - causing the salt water to mix in with the water in the reservoir.  So, I'm going to vote for the person who pledges to fix that as a top three priority - equal to healthcare and education.  Anyone who doesn't see it as a top priority is, frankly, a moron.  More on this in later episodes.  But for now, speaking of earthquakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up way to late the other night working on, you guessed it, the friggin calendar, when I tuned into CNN.  There's nothing like watching a little bit of the boob tube just before I go to bed to shut off my brain and lul me into sleepyland.  Now, I should mention that I HATE CNN because I think that all news should be publicly funded.  I want to know NEWS, not the version that Gold Bond Medicated Ointment or Viagara or whatever the heck other sponsor thinks is news.  I plan on pounding this into my son's consciousness so that he never thinks that the sensationalist crap is news.  It's not.  It's the new MTV.  It's the alternate ESPN.  Anyway, I'm flipping  through and they are covering the earthquake in Chile.  What a nightmare.  First Haiti and now this.  So powerful that they were saying the rotation of the earth actually sped up a fraction of a second because of the magnitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been through a major earthquake.  I remember one when I was living in NYC.  I remember knowing exactly what it was and going back to sleep.  (This was in the late 90's, I believe.) But now that I live here in the Bay Area, I know I'm going to face one.  Especially since epicenters have been ping ponging around the globe.  I want to have a water supply and thought I would just buy a case of bottled water.  Turns out, emergency water supplies come in bags, not bottles.  Not sure why.  I think it's the responsible thing to do, but is it a little crazy?  Am I doing the smart thing or am I doing the Ted Kazinski thing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time is up.  More tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-6496075493994178578?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/6496075493994178578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/03/backed-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6496075493994178578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6496075493994178578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/03/backed-up.html' title='Backed Up'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-123303283002198260</id><published>2010-02-22T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T10:39:16.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parched</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't written for a few days as you may have noticed.  The official reason is that I have been quite busy and a few things changed in my schedule last week that made it difficult to fit blogging in.  You know how it goes.  But there is something else that has made sitting down and writing this blog even more difficult.  I bought a bottle of water.  Yes, after I went on and on about how we just have to stop buying this stuff, what did I do?  I bought a bottle of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at a theater.  As usual, I hadn't been anywhere close to the daily requirement of water and I was parched.  Here's the conversation between me and the guy at the snack table.&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Do you have any juice?"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "No"&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Pointing to a bottle I didn't recognize) "What is that?"&lt;br /&gt;Him: Water. (He gets one from the fridge)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh.  Do you guys have a water fountain?&lt;br /&gt;Him: No (He opens the bottle of water) If we had a water fountain, we couldn't sell bottled water.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Awkward laugh)&lt;br /&gt;Him: I know.  We're a bunch of dirty capitalists here. (He hands me the opened bottle of water)  That will be three dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next thing I knew, I was crouched in a corner drinking this bottle of water with my cookie, hoping I could finish it before my friend (who reads this blog) came out of the ladies room.  As you know, I mess up.  My only penance is transparency on this blog and the promise that I will continue to try and not mess up, especially after I get really preachy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a bad time to give an assignment?  Probably, but I'll do it anyway.  I have been given the task of writing about conserving water at work.  Now, much of what I have in mind has to do with transferring what  I do at home to the work place.  As you may or may not know, I work from home.  Sure, I've had plenty of office jobs, but that workplace mentality kind of goes out the window when you spend some days working in pajamas while doing a mud mask.  So, I was wondering if anyone has any ideas for conserving water as it applies to the workplace.  Any thoughts???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-123303283002198260?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/123303283002198260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/parched.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/123303283002198260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/123303283002198260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/parched.html' title='Parched'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-4422190770217113600</id><published>2010-02-15T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T10:18:20.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Styrofoam</title><content type='html'>I've had this bottle of Fiji water sitting on my desk for the last few weeks.  It's just sitting there.  I almost caved one day and brought it in the car with me to drink.  It was sitting in my cupboard since before starting this blog (there are a couple more from the six pack I had bought way back when).  But I couldn't open it because I didn't want to go back to this blog and have to write about how I broke my own rule. So, it's sitting there.  And being a writer, I spend a lot of time at my desk not writing (any writer can explain that one).  So the other day I actually read the back of the bottle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The purest water comes from the purest clouds.  Our rainfall is purified by trade winds as it travels across the Pacific Ocean to the islands of Fiji.  A continent away from acid rain and other polutants, Fiji Water is preserved and protected by one of the last virgin ecosystems on Earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So I went to Fijigreen.com to learn more about their water and about the company going green.  Their goals sound great.  Reducing CO2 emissions, 50% renewable energy sources by 2010, and setting goals to be "carbon negative."  Awesome, right?  But just as I was about to crack open the bottle and toast to a brighter, more convenient future where I don't have to remember to keep refilling the pitcher of water in my refrigerator, I thought about something.  We're talking about water.  WATER!  You know, the stuff that comes out of the sink.  How much CO2 does a sink give off?  Anyone, anyone...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to pick on Fiji.  Sorry cute little Fiji with those adorable little post-it drawings on your website, illustrating all the different CO2 emitting steps it took to get this bottle of water to sit on my desk and stare at me.  The truth is, that it's not their fault.  It's ours.  We're buying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at someone's house for dinner (no, I'm not going to mention names) and the person had set the table with styrofoam (spelling???) plates.  Yes, stirofoam (another attempt at spelling).  Is it more accurate to say polystyrene? Anyway, everyone sitting at the table said something (the relationships at the table were too close knit to let a little thing like disposable dinnerware ruin them).  The host was embarrassed even before the ridicule, but kept saying, "I've had these plates for so long, what am I supposed to do with them?"  Good point, but she will likely never buy them again.  I want this to happen with bottled water.  I want there to come a day where someone is drinking bottled water and everyone around them says, "what the heck are you doing???" First things first - stop buying bottled water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-4422190770217113600?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/4422190770217113600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-styrofoam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4422190770217113600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4422190770217113600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-styrofoam.html' title='The New Styrofoam'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1559449473395109665</id><published>2010-02-10T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:47:04.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bubbly</title><content type='html'>I keep forgetting to write about this, but I saw the coolest thing.   I'm so not a gadget person, so many many things I see are cool to me, but as one who thinks about water all the time, this was a winner.  I usually don't drink sparkling water because I don't want to buy a lot of bottled drinks.  But when I went to this friends house, she asked me if I wanted some and proceeded to go to this little appliance with a container full of water from her tap.  She just lifted a whatsit, pressed a thingy, waited about 5 seconds and wah-la! (pardon my French) Sparkling water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't tell my dad, but I think I'm going to get one of these things for him for his birthday (His birthday was in the beginning of January - better late than never).  Like I said, I don't buy sparkling water, and I don't recommend many products on this blog because I don't believe you should have to spend oodles of money to save water.  But my parents buy so much sparkling water and my father drinks it by the gallon right out of the bottles.  If you like sparkling water, I highly recommend it.  Here are some links to these gadgets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sodastreamusa.com/?gclid=CIyB4pi26J8CFQtfagodNHPZGg"&gt;Soda Stream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/penguin-water-carbonator/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penguin Water Carbonator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skymall.com/shopping/detail.htm?pid=102926527&amp;amp;pnr=M53&amp;amp;cm_mmc=Shopping-_-Google-_-M53-_-102926527"&gt;Sparkling Water Kit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1559449473395109665?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1559449473395109665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-bubbly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1559449473395109665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1559449473395109665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-bubbly.html' title='A Little Bubbly'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-7004824418753396916</id><published>2010-02-08T13:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T13:23:18.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottoms Up</title><content type='html'>Do you drink enough water?  I don't.  There, I said it.  I am constantly behind on my water drinking, along with a million other things.  Why is that?  I don't always remember the world being after me to drink so much water.  When did this start anyway.  And who started it?  My husband calls me "The Camel" because I seem to need so little of it.  The truth is, it feels like a job to keep track of how many darn glasses I'm drinking.  And hard as I tried to look for a reputable site to tell me all that 8 glasses of water a day stuff is for the birds (you know, all those birds who think they know everything), it looks like I'm out of luck.  I just have to accept that I'm in the wrong.  I have to do better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I try to turn over  this new leaf, I do want to make a note for people like me who also are challenged in this area.  Whenever I face this challenge by getting the biggest cup I have and filling it to the brim with water, I end up wasting it.  It's nice for me to believe in myself to that extent, but I have to say, it doesn't work.  Inevitably, the water sits there for a while, gets warm and unappealing and ends up getting tossed.  Now, you know me, when I say tossed, that usually means the watering can or in a pot that needs to be soaked.  But as much as I hate to admit it, it does sometimes end up in a place close to the sink that rhymes with pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the best thing to do, for those of you who are water challenged with me, is to pour smaller cups for yourself (or a smaller amount in a big cup, whatever...) and drink it all down before filling it back up.  There's nothing like successfully finishing a glass of water, or knowing that you have put that water to good use... giving you the perfect excuse to ditch work for a much needed bathroom break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-7004824418753396916?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/7004824418753396916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/bottoms-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7004824418753396916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7004824418753396916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/bottoms-up.html' title='Bottoms Up'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-5683146612839369350</id><published>2010-02-03T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:11:48.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Can Do</title><content type='html'>A little cross promotion here... check out &lt;a href="http://www.whatyoucando.ontheleesh.com/"&gt;What You Can Do&lt;/a&gt; and click on water conservation for ideas that I never thought of!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-5683146612839369350?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/5683146612839369350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-you-can-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5683146612839369350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5683146612839369350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-you-can-do.html' title='What You Can Do'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-6618142963689965024</id><published>2010-02-01T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:26:03.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rinse!</title><content type='html'>I think we can officially say that all of you who read this blog, friends and strangers alike, know way more than you'd probably care to about my daily habits (and worries).  Well, just when you thought I couldn't drag you in any further... here's one for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, before bed, my husband was leaving the bathroom as I was going in and I started spraying my toothbrush with... gosh, I think my spray bottle needs a name - any suggestions?  So I'm wetting the toothbrush and I said to Aaron, "Um, have you been using the spray bottle?"  I knew he hadn't because, well, because of the way he looks at me when I do it!"  He looks at me like a deer in the headlights (a look I don't see on his face that often), "I ration water when I do it.  I ration it.  I'm very careful.  I really don't use that much."  And the door closed with me standing there, spray bottle in one hand, toothbrush in the other.  Looks like I have a new goal - Husband - meet spray bottle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say, he's a little bit right, the spray bottle is a tough one (Don't tell him I said that!)  Ever notice that if you don't use lots of water to rinse your mouth when you brush your teeth, your mouth feels even more disgusting than it did when you woke up?  Well, I tried using the spray bottle to rinse my mouth instead of the sink.  The spray bottle doesn't cut it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually keep a cup in my bathroom for rinsing because inevitably, it gets really toothpasty, and I really don't want to use it more than once.  I don't know why I can't bring myself to do it.  Lord knows I use the same water glass for days on end to use fewer dishes and save water.  But somehow, I always go back to either  cupping my hand or putting my mouth right under the faucet (yes, I'm a lady).  I know it's only a few drops, but I run the water so little in the bathroom now that I feel like the Thelma and Louise of water savers.  "Keep Going!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do actually rinse my mouth with all natural mouthwash after I brush my teeth... so, when I run out this time, instead of recycling, I'm just going to fill it with water and use the cap to pour the bit of water that I need to rinse.  No run off... no waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person that I probably am going to be able to count on to get on board with this is the other man in my life: my son.  I still have not used the spray bottle on him because of, once again, my worst enemy in all of this, HABIT!  Two things I know about this... 1. The kid's gonna think this is hysterical, fun and a very important job (so important, I know he's going to insist on doing it himself) 2. This will become second nature to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-6618142963689965024?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/6618142963689965024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/rinse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6618142963689965024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6618142963689965024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/02/rinse.html' title='Rinse!'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-863356100727540932</id><published>2010-01-29T09:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:15:16.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip</title><content type='html'>As much as I would like to ramble on and on about how my spray bottle is still half full after a couple of weeks of use, I have lots of work to do today and must attend to it immediately.  So, I thought I would send you over to a site that lists &lt;a href="http://www.wateruseitwisely.com/100-ways-to-conserve/index.php"&gt;100 Ways to Conserve Water&lt;/a&gt;, some of which I have talked about on this here blogitty-blog-blog.  But what this list has that I don't really cover is water conservation in your yard.  For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;* Water your lawn and garden in the morning or evening when temperatures are cooler to minimize evaporation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If water runs off your lawn easily, split your watering time into shorter periods to allow for better absorption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Adjust sprinklers so only your lawn is watered and not the house, sidewalk, or street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Why haven't I covered this stuff?  Well, I live in an apartment, for one thing.  So, no sprinklers here.  The management company has landscapers come in and water the backyard, so I really have absolutely no idea about this stuff.  But for all you homeowners out there, I would check this site out.  I know I'm passing the buck today, but it's healthy to assert your independence from Mama sometimes.  Just come back home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-863356100727540932?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/863356100727540932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/field-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/863356100727540932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/863356100727540932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/field-trip.html' title='Field Trip'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-4619026822815068989</id><published>2010-01-27T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:39:14.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frenemy</title><content type='html'>Last night, I was getting ready for bed and my husband walked in on me in the bathroom doing the most embarrassing thing ever!  Drum roll please... I was spraying my face with the water from the spray bottle!  Did you fall out of your chair in shock?  Perhaps you fell out of your chair from shock at what a boring life I must lead.  Hey! I'm sure someone more exciting is writing a blog out there!  Who needs you!  (No, no, come back! )  Anyway, when my husband passed the bathroom, he heard me laughing at myself.   He opened the door and said, "Are you spraying your face to save water?"  "Yes."   Of course!   Why do I do anything anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking... I thought, you know, I really don't have to wet my face with water before I put my cleanser on.  I could just give it a couple of sprays and I'm in business.  I have two things to say.  First, it worked.  my face was wet enough to give it a good sudsy wash.  Second, it was miserable!  Please, someone tell me it's okay to use a whole pint of water to wash my face instead of a half a teaspoon from the spray bottle!  Hello?  Okay, fine!  Perhaps I will actually get used to this.  The navy shower has become second nature, why not this.  But while everyone loves water: swimming in it, drinking it, gazing at it, bathing in it - no one, but no one likes it coming at them in little misty drips.  No one!  That's why umbrellas were invented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my husband walked in, I was actually laughing at myself for doing this miserable thing, cursing about this spray bottle while voluntarily misting my face.  But the point is, I have discovered that the spray bottle can do a lot more than wet the toothbrush and save TONS of water.  This morning I went to wet my hair the usual way - by turning on the sink.  But then I remembered... Spray bottle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what should be invented (not by me, by someone smart) is a warmer for the water in the spray bottle.  Maybe it would be a little less, well, shocking if it were warm water hitting my face.  The thing is, when the water sits in the spray bottle, it just gets to room temp, which is not hot enough for me!  Oh spray bottle... my new frenemy.  You could be just the thing to save the world... and irritate the hell out of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-4619026822815068989?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/4619026822815068989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/frenemy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4619026822815068989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4619026822815068989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/frenemy.html' title='Frenemy'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-7554290266458431469</id><published>2010-01-25T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:15:59.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swirly Girl</title><content type='html'>Is anyone washing dishes the way I recommended?  (It took me a long time to write that sentence in a way that didn't make me sound like my three year old.  At one point, I had written, "Is anyone doing what I said?")  Look back and somewhere on this blog you'll find my instructions on how to wash the dishes if you have to do them by hand.  (Of course!  No one would ever WANT to to them by hand).  You know, keep another pot or pan underneath to catch all the water you'll end up using half of the water you would normally use (well, I'm not measuring, but giving how little I have to put the sink on to wash dishes by doing it this way, I think I'm being fair).   The problem is rinsing all of the soap off.  But the other night, I was noticing that I swirl a lot.  You know, like, what you do with a glass of wine when you pretend that you know what you're doing?  Except, I do it with a pot or pan and then pour the water out into the next pot I'm going to wash.  Swirl, girls!  (And boys... I'm not old fashioned, it's just that "boys" didn't rhyme.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really going to post this on facebook for the world to see.  I can't imagine what the people I knew in High School think of me... "Hey, Karen, what are you doing now?"  "Well... I'm telling people to swirl water around while they wash dishes!"  Cue the crickets...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-7554290266458431469?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/7554290266458431469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/swirly-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7554290266458431469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7554290266458431469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/swirly-girl.html' title='Swirly Girl'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-3914275496145156148</id><published>2010-01-22T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:19:53.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Go Away... No, Come Back!</title><content type='html'>I wish there was some mechanism to alert people when I post, because on an off week like this, I know it's annoying to keep looking and find nothing there but the dusty old post on how I can't remember to spray my toothbrush instead of running the faucet.  I mean, how many times to you have to be told already? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining here.  Like torrential.  Jeez, I don't even know how to spell that word it's been so long since I used it.  Usually it makes me laugh at how people freak out here when it rains heavier than a drizzle, but this time the frenzy was warranted.  It makes me wonder how much rain we need in order to get out of this drought pickle we're in.  According to &lt;a href="http://www.mercurynews.com/news/ci_14242470"&gt;reports&lt;/a&gt; we need two more weeks just like it to get out of the pit we're in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I had to stop myself from being a bit more free wheeling with the faucet this week.  And I didn't feel my usual pang of guilt when I ran the faucet to wash one single spoon just so that my son could eat his ice cream.  After reading that we're not in the clear just yet, I think I'll refrain from doing that again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-3914275496145156148?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/3914275496145156148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain-rain-go-away-no-come-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3914275496145156148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3914275496145156148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain-rain-go-away-no-come-back.html' title='Rain Rain Go Away... No, Come Back!'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-8506248120043548568</id><published>2010-01-13T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T10:28:16.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spray</title><content type='html'>The spray bottle is there... it's right by the sink, and yet I keep forgetting to use it for my toothbrush.  For those of you just joining us, I heard this idea on the video I posted a few days ago that you could use a spray bottle to wet your toothbrush instead of running the sink.  Hence using much less water than you normally would.  Of course, in doing all of this water-saving stuff, I have to say that half the battle is always getting into the right habit.  I mean, the intention is always there, but for 37 years I have been running the darn sink when I brush my teeth.  It's going to take at least a couple of weeks to wash that out of me (no pun intended).  But it is possible. I think twice now before I flush, and that was not an easy thing to do.  Of course, I also learned that if you clean your toilet more often, like I do, and leave your cleaner in there (an all natural one of course!) it's a much more sanitary way of saving water by not flushing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm rattling this one off, but I've got so much to do today.  But I FINALLY used the spray bottle and I thought I should share my honest opinion.  Like most of these new habits, I'm not crazy about this new technique.  The toothbrush is not as soggy as usual and that's a little weird.  But really, my teeth are nice and clean and my mouth feels fresh.  What the heck else do I want, huh?  I'll get used to it!  It's worth all the water I saved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-8506248120043548568?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/8506248120043548568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/spray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8506248120043548568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8506248120043548568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/spray.html' title='Spray'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-8324444601935680149</id><published>2010-01-11T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T10:53:00.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonstruck</title><content type='html'>Moonstruck is one of my favorite movies of all time.  Not a single bad moment in that film.  I think I've seen it a thousand times.  If you haven't seen it - SEE IT.  Okay, okay, I said my piece.  There is actually a reason I was thinking of Moonstruck today.  It started with me buying the spray bottles for my bathroom. (Pop Quiz!  Did you see the last entry?  If you did, you would know why I was buying the spray bottles.  No?  Watch the short video and find out why!)  Then, I had a dozen people here last night for a reading of this play I just finished (Curtsie) and didn't have time to wash all the pots and pans right after I finished (Cone of shame) so I filled everything with at least a little bit of water.  Well, as I was doing it, I felt kind of guilty.  Filling pans with water, filling the spray bottle, filling the soap dispenser.  Aren't I supposed to be SAVING water?  But sometimes you have to use water to save it.  When I finally got around to washing the pots and pans, that gunk came off with no problem.  I just took a sponge, using the water that was already in there and just wiped stuff away.  I probably used a lot less water than I would have if I had let all the sauce (lasagna... mmmm) harden.  Just like that spray bottle, that some of you still have no idea about - filling it with water is actually going to save water in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Moonstruck... Remember the part when the dad - a plumber - meets with his clients and tells them that their pipes are garbage?  He recommends that they get "Copper... which is the only pipe I use."  Of course, the frugal wife scoffs at the amount of money the will have to spend.  But Cosmo explains to her that it costs money because it SAVES money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best thing to do around the house is to not just NOT use water, but use it in a way that SAVES water in the long run.  Thanks Cosmo!  Of course, I think if we asked him what his attitude about water is, he would say "I don't wanna talk about it!"  Haha... Oh will you just see the movie already???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-8324444601935680149?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/8324444601935680149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/moonstruck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8324444601935680149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8324444601935680149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/moonstruck.html' title='Moonstruck'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1682824824002767588</id><published>2010-01-08T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:06:24.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug a Jug</title><content type='html'>This is great!   (Okay, yes, hugging a milk jug is a little weird, but the rest of it is good stuff!)  Don't worry it's brief!  &lt;a href="http://www.howcast.com/videos/282280-How-To-Save-Water-in-Six-Easy-Way"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;  Then pass it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1682824824002767588?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1682824824002767588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/hug-jug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1682824824002767588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1682824824002767588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/hug-jug.html' title='Hug a Jug'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-8812592937826818342</id><published>2010-01-06T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:16:46.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Here!</title><content type='html'>I've entitled this entry "blah blah" because, I really don't know what I'm about to say.  I know that I don't want to neglect the blog, but frankly, my family has been coasting for a while.  We are all sticking to our better water habits, without much thought.  It's funny how you think something is gong to be such a big deal and then poof, it's not.  It's just life.  So really, I'm just going to blah and see if it amounts to anything.  I did set aside the time to talk to you guys.  So I might as well see what comes out of my brain.  Maybe I'll give this another title once I find out what this is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching that 60 Minutes interview with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Governator&lt;/span&gt; (I'm new to Cal, so saying that still makes me chuckle...) there is something I really don't understand.  He's talking about building levies and spending billions of dollars, and yes - yes, he should be doing all of that to protect our water.  But I will never understand why he does not talk directly to the people and tell us - hey!  Stop using so much water.  Here's how - and then tell us all of the little things that we could be doing.  I mean, how many stupid "The More You Know" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;psa's&lt;/span&gt; have I watched, and you can't put something on about how to wash your dishes in a way that uses less water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't they ask people to make sacrifices during world war II?  Yeah...rationing.  Here's what the &lt;a href="http://www.ameshistoricalsociety.org/exhibits/events/rationing.htm"&gt;American History Society&lt;/a&gt; nerds say about it:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;During the Second World War, you couldn't just walk into a shop and buy as much sugar or butter or meat as you wanted, nor could you fill up your car with gasoline whenever you liked. All these things were rationed, which meant you were only allowed to buy a small amount (even if you could afford more). The government introduced rationing because certain things were in short supply during the war, and rationing was the only way to make sure everyone got their fair share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;So, why are we not being asked to ration water?  I mean, Arnie said (nope, not as fun to say as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Governator&lt;/span&gt;.  Darn!) that we are in a crisis.  Okay, sure they are telling us, save water save water.  But honestly, I understand why people are going to stand here and say... uh, what does that mean, exactly.  To me, saving water means shutting off the shower while massaging my head with shampoo.  But to my father, who lets the sink run and run while he's on the other side of the kitchen scraping the dinner plates into the garbage, it might mean something totally different.  Like... uh... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' simply not turning on the sink for absolutely no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the US population grown into such babies that we can't do something for the good of the state, the country and frankly the planet?  I say no!  But, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Schwartzy&lt;/span&gt;!  (Still no fun) Tell us what we should be doing to fix this problem, exactly.  We're tough.  We can take it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently watched the animated version of Horton Hears  A Who - my son LOVES that book.  There's this part where the Mayor of the town tells the council that weird things have been happening around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Whoville&lt;/span&gt; and that maybe they should cancel the Who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Centennial&lt;/span&gt;.  Well, there is no such thing as bad news in whoville, so as soon as the mayor says these words, a big glass dome lowers over his head and they "discuss" (lots of chasing, arguing and funny funny stuff) as the citizens of whoville listen to nice calming music on the outside of the dome.  Of course, while it was "decided" that the Centennial should go on, who was right?  The Mayor of course.  Their world was on a dust speck being carried around by a feckless elephant for goodness sakes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Govvy (actually I like Govvy), we are being carried around by a feckless elephant right now.  Stop making this your problem.  The fact is that it's our problem.  I know that you never asked for help in your movies, but this is the real world.  Even if you get the 11 bazillion dollars your asking for, we the every day citizens are going to have to make serious changes.  And guess what?  I bet people would be willing to do it if you just tell everyone what exactly to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is that we come from the tough stock of people that made it though World War II.  Even the Who's knew when the time came to pull together.  Now we're saying what they said when crisis hit: We are here! We are here! We are here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-8812592937826818342?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/8812592937826818342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-are-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8812592937826818342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8812592937826818342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-are-here.html' title='We Are Here!'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-8897676231812311110</id><published>2010-01-04T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T09:44:24.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Govenator</title><content type='html'>Make some popcorn, dim the lights and hope that Schwarzenegger saves the world in this &lt;a href="http://vodpod.com/watch/2768404-60-minutes-interview-of-arnold-schwarzenegger-about-californias-water-shortage"&gt;60 minutes interview&lt;/a&gt; like he did in most of his movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-8897676231812311110?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/8897676231812311110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/govenator_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8897676231812311110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8897676231812311110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/govenator_04.html' title='The Govenator'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-5742688312810032156</id><published>2010-01-02T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T15:45:29.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-5742688312810032156?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/5742688312810032156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/govenator.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5742688312810032156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5742688312810032156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2010/01/govenator.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-4738670376357741643</id><published>2009-12-23T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T13:33:03.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzz...zzzz... huh?  Wha?</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired today, I can barely see straight.  Of course, tis the season  to be merry... but it's not really fair to have a season when everyone has to be merry if you're not going to follow it up with a season to be lazy.  Just the opposite - January is the season to be proactive and change your life.  After all that merriment?  You must be joking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the first thing to go when I'm feeling this way is my dedication to the environment.  This morning I let the shower run hot without saving the water and ran the dishwasher without completely filling it because I didn't want dirty dishes in my sink while I was cooking.  It's funny, when I do these things, I feel like I have to say something because I never want to misrepresent myself as a person just buzzing around all the time shutting off faucets and fixing leaks.  Truth is, I still don't have all my Christmas shopping done and I resent not being given an award just for putting in the effort to send Holiday cards.  I don't know if you would call me lazy, but I truly believe that that the world I live in spins a lot faster for me than some other people who seem to get a lot more done in their daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the water saving thing feels like too much work, then just be lazy and pick one thing that you do that saves water.  Like not rinsing your dishes before putting them in the dishwasher.  Or timing your shower so that you're in there for less time.  Just one thing.  It's okay to be lazy... jeez, join the club.  But while you're thinking about your New Year's resolution, consider one that lets you still eat cake and ice cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-4738670376357741643?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/4738670376357741643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/zzzzzzzz-huh-wha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4738670376357741643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4738670376357741643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/zzzzzzzz-huh-wha.html' title='Zzzz...zzzz... huh?  Wha?'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-5115333965054349083</id><published>2009-12-22T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:04:10.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Trips to Starbucks...</title><content type='html'>As you know, I don't generally talk about all the things you can buy to make your home more water efficient, because, let's face it - if we could all just gut our houses and start all over with low flow from top to bottom, I would just live my life without jabbering on and on about this stuff.  But today is different.  Today, I'm gonna ask: got $25 bucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not for me, dude!  Turns out, according to &lt;a href="http://www.watermissions.org/give"&gt;Water Missions&lt;/a&gt;,  if you can spare just $25 bucks, you can provide clean water for a family.  &lt;a href="http://www.waterforpeople.org/site/PageServer"&gt;Water For People&lt;/a&gt; is another organization that will turn your money into access to clean water.  Both of these charities got charity navigator's highest rating, which is why I'm listing them first.  There's also&lt;a href="https://thewaterproject.org/donate_where_most_needed.asp"&gt; The Water Project&lt;/a&gt; (it's listed on Guidestar, but honestly, I don't know what that means in terms of rating the charity.  If you find out, let me know) which claims that a $10 donation is enough to ensure one person clean water for 10 years.  Friggin ten years for the cost of, what, like two Venti Carmel Macchiatos?  I mean, I don't want to get all Sally Struthers on you, so I'll just say this... that's messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started poking around to see if I could give money to get clean water to someone, I totally figured that my blog entry would be about how we should all pool our money to ensure that a family could have clean water.  So when I found this out, a big part of me was really happy.  But another part of me is kind of depressed.  Why is this even a problem in the world??????????????????????????????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-5115333965054349083?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/5115333965054349083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-trips-to-starbucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5115333965054349083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5115333965054349083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-trips-to-starbucks.html' title='Two Trips to Starbucks...'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-500775323867602339</id><published>2009-12-21T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:29:11.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waiting Place</title><content type='html'>I'm running late according to my little personal schedule... that's the only way anything happens in my life.  So I decided I would just put a link.  Now I feel sick about what I just read.  So, herein lies a dilemma.   Do I post this depression inducing article full of statistics you don't want to hear and risk you not reading this blog because I'm the biggest &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/19280/saturday-night-live-debbie-downer-birthday-party"&gt;Debbie Downer&lt;/a&gt; (One of the funniest sketches ever on SNL - the actors can't hold it together) you've ever met in your life.  So, before I post, I will tell you about what I've been thinking lately about, well, all the c-r-a-p (I spell so the kids won't know I'm using a bad word) that's going on, well, everywhere you turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way any problem is going to get fixed is if ordinary people get it done.  Pick something that you make an effort to do every day - save energy, conserve water, reduce waste... whatever - it will become more important to you.  When it becomes more important to you, you will encourage other people to do it.  When you encourage other people to do it, it becomes important to the broader population.  Don't wait for legislation on water conservation - the government is not going to get this done for us.   Don't wait for a leader.  YOU lead.  I'm not talking about using a soapbox, I'm talking about when you're using a bar of soap (Hey, looky there!)  Trust me, if your going to the trouble to think about how much water you use, or unplugging your appliances at night (btw, you are using energy if your appliances are plugged in, even if everything is "off" - something like 70 percent of the energy used in a house is used while electronics are "off", just because they're plugged in.  I'll look it up with a more exact figure) you will begin to want other people to do it too.  It will become important to you.  Just like when Seinfeld wanted Newman to try the dental floss he was using.  We get into the things we do and that's how it spreads around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bring it full circle Karen... back to the depressing link.  &lt;a href="http://www.commondreams.org/headlines02/0510-06.htm"&gt;Children are dying because they do not have access to clean water. &lt;/a&gt; Children like mine and yours. &lt;a href="http://www.alternet.org/water/82378/"&gt;36 states face impending water shortages.&lt;/a&gt; Are we really going to wait for leaders to tell us this is a problem?  Believe me, I've been one of those people waiting for Obama to take office, waiting for health care reform, waiting for Copenhagen... and where has it gotten for me.  Even my son can recall Dr. Seuss' "waiting place" (Oh, The Places You'll Go) and know that that's not where you want to be in life.  As ordinary people, living our lives, we can do SO much more than anything any government can accomplish.  They are making all of these choices based on what they THINK we're willing to live with. But we have to show them how we ARE living.  Save water, save energy, reduce waste... they'll catch up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-500775323867602339?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/500775323867602339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/waiting-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/500775323867602339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/500775323867602339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/waiting-place.html' title='The Waiting Place'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1790342774364601752</id><published>2009-12-18T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:31:32.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would Brian Boitano Do?</title><content type='html'>Am I dating myself by making a reference to the very first South Park episode?  I'm not talking about first episode on television, I'm talking about the VERY first episode.  The one on the VIDEO (yes, video) tape that circulated and go so much attention that it launched the television show.  I think it was a Christmas theme... YES, because I seem to remember that Santa and Jesus were putting up their dukes over who's holiday it was.  Ah, yes... it was really funny.  Anyway, somehow, the kids were trying to figure out what to do, or something (hey, it was like, thirteen years ago, so I'm a little foggy on the details...)  and suddenly someone says, "What would Brian Boitano do?"  (He's an ICE SKATER, young'uns!)  Remember, y'all?  And it became a joke, you know?  Can't decide which sweater to get?  "What would Brian Boitano do?"  Don't know whether to get kung pao or lo mein?  "What would Brian Boitano do?"  Don't know if you should go to graduate school or waste your life wondering if you should have ever gone to graduate school?  "What would Brian Boitano do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so right now, you're like, okay, maybe the ice skating thing is going to relate back to water... what we should melt all the ice so we can use it to give our dogs a bath?  What, Karen???  Well, actually, no.  I'm remembering this because this morning I actually am having trouble making a decision:  Should I tell the powers that be at my son's nursery school that I don't think that they should have bottled water and instead use one of the 10 Britas that they use in the classrooms when we have a party.  Then I thought, "What would Brian Boitano do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know Brian Boitano (If you do, please write), but if he's anything like me, he would wait and wait and wait for the exact right opportunity and the somehow make this really awkward presentation that would be very repetitive and half-assed so as not to alienate everyone or make anyone mistake the interaction for face-to-face conflict.  That's me.  I'm a chicken when it comes to just giving the straight dope and just end up feeling like Seinfeld once said - a dope giving it straight (I know, another 90's reference.  Good times...)  But damnit, I don't think Brian Bitano got a gold metal in 1988 by sitting on his butt and thinking about it.  I think he would march (or skate) right up to the school and say that instead of getting this generation used to drinking bottled water, we should do our part to show them that this is not good for the environment - not good for the future of their planet - and use the pitchers from the classrooms.  Whew!  Brian, you're one gutsy guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so mousey when it comes to doing things like that.  Okay, maybe I fear that I will never be invited to my friends houses again because I time their showers.  Or maybe I think that my parents will leave me to be raised by wolves if I tell them not to flush every single time (Can they still do that now that I'm almost 40!?!?!)  Well, for all of you out there who have been irritated by me getting in your face about the size of the ice cubes you use, please know, it's just because I care.  I'm sure Al Gore has annoyed his share of people.  I'm sure the guy can't go anywhere without letting out a few tisks.  This is the only way to get this done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  Once again, Brian Boitano has pushed me into making a decision.  I'm going for the gold...  Then I'm going for an orange smoothie.  Get it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1790342774364601752?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1790342774364601752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-would-brian-boitano-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1790342774364601752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1790342774364601752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-would-brian-boitano-do.html' title='What Would Brian Boitano Do?'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1808020849765169037</id><published>2009-12-16T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:16:07.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout outs</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, while in my son's bathroom, I noticed that there was a razor on the shelf (don't worry, it was high above my three year old's reach).  Of course, at first, I rolled my eyes, thinking, (begin reading in a fast, high pitched, whiny ramble for the sake of authenticity) "What is this doing here?  So ridiculous how I'm the one that has to put everything back in its rightful..."  Then I realized something: my husband has been remembering to shave in the second bathroom.  Why?  Because it has a pluggable drain.  This way he doesn't wast water letting it run and run while he shaves ten years off his face (no beard makes him look younger... heheheh).  Ohhhh... Awesome honey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to do a shout out to my kid's teacher, who told me that they will start watering the class plant with the water left in their cups.  I don't know that this will keep the kids from actually turning off or turning down the faucet, but I think that it's important just to have the expression "save water" in their heads.  I mean, my kid knows that when he comes in the house, he has to take off his shoes and put them in the closet.  He knows that if he wants something, he has to say please.  Of course, we're still working on a few things - say, getting a tissue when you've got snot running down your face... why aren't kids bothered by a stream of mucus above their lip???  But the point is that these are all things that we started him doing early.  So why not water conservation?  Maybe, since it hasn't been on my generation's agenda our whole lives, that we don't necessarily think to make it a priority for our kids.  But we have to get them ready for the world that they live in, where water shortages are becoming more and more common.  So from now on, it's look both ways before you cross, don't talk to strangers and SAVE WATER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1808020849765169037?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1808020849765169037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/shout-outs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1808020849765169037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1808020849765169037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/shout-outs.html' title='Shout outs'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1763145418902925079</id><published>2009-12-14T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T10:24:14.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drip Tips</title><content type='html'>I'm doing a little cross promotion today, but I've been writing for this series of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interstitials&lt;/span&gt; called &lt;a href="http://www.whatyoucando.ontheleesh.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What You Can Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which lets viewers know what they can do to tackle a particular issue in one minute.  Well, of course there was one dedicated to &lt;a href="http://www.whatyoucando.ontheleesh.com/waterconservation.html"&gt;water conservation&lt;/a&gt;.  I didn't write it, but it lists many of the things that I've talked about on this blog.  I did learn something new however: the EPA estimates that about one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;trillion gallons of water leaks from homes each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the EPA - as it is cited on the video - that's the amount of water used by Chicago, Miami and L.A. combined.  WHAT?  Now, let me just say that I don't own a home, so maybe I'm being a little to judgemental, but come on homeowners!  Don't you have a dusty old tool cabinet in your garage with some metal thingamabobs to fix stuff?  It's time to strap on some overalls, pick up a wrench and start tightening stuff.  Don't know how?  Umm... neither do I.  Here is EHow's &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/video_15854_fix-leaky-faucet.html"&gt;how to fix a leaky faucet&lt;/a&gt;  (and ladies, the guy is totally cute, so don't be afraid to insist on making this your project) and &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_117341_fix-leaking-pipes.html"&gt;how to fix a leaky pipe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1763145418902925079?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1763145418902925079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/drip-tips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1763145418902925079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1763145418902925079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/drip-tips.html' title='Drip Tips'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-7622962997887390989</id><published>2009-12-11T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:27:38.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar Express</title><content type='html'>Last night I was on the way home from my writers' group.  There I had been, thinking about how nice it was to sit in a room with a bunch of other playwrights and discuss each other's work.  No one HAD to be there, and the world wasn't going to depend on the outcome of the meeting.  As seriously as we all take writing, it was nice to just be there simply because we enjoy it.  Then I get in my car and turn on the radio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radio program was in the middle of an &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=120668816"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; with Richard Ellis about his book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Thin Ice: The Changing World of the Polar Bear.  &lt;/span&gt;Okay, I thought, polar bears... yeah, I know all about them.  Ice caps are melting... water is warming... but we're fixing it and we're making it better.  Hybrid cars, wind power, recycling... we're on it, right?  Well, the way I understood it in this interview was that the cycle of the ice caps melting is such that once, say, part of the ice caps melt, more sunlight hits the water.  When more sun hits the water, the water warms and more ice caps melt.  More sunlight hits the water and on and on.  So, as Ellis says, even if all the bad stuff stopped tomorrow, this process is unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know... it kind of makes you want to go eat some chocolate or do a facial mask or something just to make yourself feel better.  I know I wanted to go back to my playwright buds and pretend that the worst problem in my life was that my dialogue didn't ring true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my thing is water... so why am I putting all this on my shoulders?  Because I don't want to get to the point when there is nothing we can do about this problem of decreasing water supply.  I don't want to sit around and wait for some nerd to develop a desalination machine just like I thought that someone would build an underwater air conditioner for the North Pole.  I don't want to be turning on the radio in 20 years - this time on my way home from opening night of my off-b'way play, of course - and hear some dude tell me that the water crisis is unstoppable. Or worse, I don't want my KID turning on the radio and hear this problem is unstoppable and then think, "jeez, my parent's generation is the biggest bunch of jackasses for not taking care of this problem when there was still time to fix it." (No comment as to whether that's the thought I had).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this is a preachy entry.  Tomorrow I promise to write the blog equivalent of a fart joke about saving water in my house.  But, for now, I felt like I needed to write some dialogue that rang true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-7622962997887390989?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/7622962997887390989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/polar-express.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7622962997887390989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7622962997887390989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/polar-express.html' title='Polar Express'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-302591191731288983</id><published>2009-12-10T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:31:40.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Your Pot...</title><content type='html'>Is there any reason to use a gallon of water to rinse off the soap on the outside of a pot when you're hand washing dishes?  I mean, why not just use a dry towel to wipe it off.  It's not like food is touching that part.  I feel like Jack Handy right now, but really, come on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-302591191731288983?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/302591191731288983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/about-your-pot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/302591191731288983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/302591191731288983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/about-your-pot.html' title='About Your Pot...'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-6259280748216474704</id><published>2009-12-09T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:25:50.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Groove</title><content type='html'>How much attention should I give to the fact that I have not blogged for more than a month and then suddenly yesterday, appeared out of nowhere?  How much thought should I even give it.  I'm just wondering if anyone has been changing their habits and then suddenly, in the absence of this blog, decided, ah well, back to taking hour long showers and flushing the toilet every time I hock a lugie (Is that right?  I've never had to spell that word before...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so that you know, I have continued to be water conscious and tried to make a mental note every time I slipped up.  I remember that I did buy one bottle of water in the airport on the way to New York for the holiday.  I did bring our canteens, but as you know, they do not let you take any damn water though security.  So while the prevent terrorism with what may be the dumbest security rule EVER, they are helping to dry up the earth and fill up the oceans with plastic.  Well, it's a good thing we're not letting the terrorists hydrate!  That'll show 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was away from the blogosphere, I was actually also away from my home for part of the time.  Being away from home is always interesting because I watch what other people are doing and desperately want to comment on little things done around the house to save water.  I'm not sure why - maybe I'm just annoying in my approach, but I always find it interesting that I am met with such resistance.  Is it guilt - like people don't even want to have to think about another thing that's doomed about the planet?  Or is it that they think what I'm about to say is going to make what they do really difficult.  I am willing to accept that maybe I'm not approaching it in the right way, but I have tried different ways.  Any suggestions?  Maybe put on an Al Gore mask?  Or maybe wear a big bow in my hair and hold one of those large, colorful lolipops and talk like I'm a little kid so people think I'm cute.  Or maybe I should just release some bees into the air... Hey, I'm open to suggestions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-6259280748216474704?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/6259280748216474704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-in-groove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6259280748216474704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6259280748216474704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-in-groove.html' title='Back in the Groove'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-6101415705710612503</id><published>2009-12-08T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:56:18.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Mouth</title><content type='html'>This isn't the first time that I've felt like a big fat dummy, but I would say that this is one of the most memorable ones.  While staying with my sister in NYC, we were invited to her very close friend's place for dinner.  As we're getting ready, my sis turns to me and says, "Hey, you'll be interested to talk to this guy, because he knows how to make the water go down the toilet without flushing it."  Okay...  So after everyone scrapes the last of this delicious meal off  the plate, I turn to the husband and say, "Hey... can you tell me about how you flush the toilet?"  I should mention I had spent the evening up to this point making normal dinner-conversation to build everyone's confidence in me as a completely non-psychotic houseguest, which may be the only reason that that this guy graciously let me follow him into his bathroom to demonstrate how to flush the toilet without, uh... well, flushing the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the answer - get a pad an paper and write this down: pour water in the bowl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one that didn't know that if you pour a gob of water in the toilet bowl that the toilet will flush itself in order to not overflow?  Am I?  Come on, I can't be.  Anyway, I looked at this guy the way the Munchkins looked at Dorothy when she dropped her house on the Wicked Witch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for those of you just joining us, (and for those of you who forgot), I've been wondering how to feel better about the gallons of grey water that gets sucked down the drain every other night when my son takes a bath.  Ta-dah!  I finally know what to do with it.  I was a bit ambitious at first and insisted that my husband not drain the water in the bath, but as we were going to bed, I freaked out about the slimmest possibility of my son falling in the tub in the middle of the night (the bathroom is attached to his room with no lock on the outside).  I know it's a longshot, but I'm a worrier and pictured him doing a jackknife off the soap dish while I was asleep.  So, my latest venture is to collect the water in gallon milk cartons one by one and use it to flush the toilets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I may be the only one to not have known this trick already, but I'm glad I learned this easy way to save gallons and gallons of water.  Thank you to my toilet genius friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-6101415705710612503?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/6101415705710612503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/potty-mouth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6101415705710612503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6101415705710612503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/12/potty-mouth.html' title='Potty Mouth'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-6267408876171811265</id><published>2009-10-29T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:57:50.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I know exactly what I want to say, but when I sit down to write, I have to be honest, I start to get really shy.  Why?  Well, frankly, I don't want you to think I'm gross.  Really, that's the reason.  I mean, here I am talking about peeing in the shower, not flushing the toilet, using corn water, yadda yadda... I mean, I know that I am reaching some people who are going to hit a point when they're going to verp (vomit-burp) at the thought of doing some of this stuff.   Which brings me to today's post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back has been KILLING me lately (that's not the gross part, I'm just getting started).  It's all this sitting on my fanny, writing all day, I know, I know.  So, before I start to look like the hunchback of Notre Dame, I have decided that I am going to take a daily hot bath.  Not like ooh ahh hot, I'm talking let's-cook-a-chicken-in-it hot.  (Still not the gross part).  So I took a bath  (NO I didn't use corn water, Jeez!) by first giving my son a bath, then sending him to bed and then filling up rest of the tub with only hot water and taking my bath in that water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so are you gagging?  Are you reaching for the power button on your computer and opting for the more savory CSI episode with bloody corpses?  Well, excuse me for being the grossest person you ever knew, but first of all, my back - at least for the moment - feels pretty good.  And this got me thinking, given that I fill the tub every other evening for my kid, I really can't see draining it for any reason.  I could conceivable bathe myself this way every night.  I looked up other ways of using it and it turns out that some people actually use this water for their hand washing, which I think is an awesome idea ("Hey paw!  Fetch that therrr washboard fu meh!  I'm fixin to do a warrrrsh!")  But the best idea I came across was using it to flush the toilet.  eHow explains that you can dump the water in your toilet tank when you flush, but more sources are saying that you can pour the water directly in the bowl.  Can someone out there explain this to me like they're talking to someone who say "potty" and not "toilet" because I don't get it.  Wouldn't that just overflow the bowl.  I really want to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the lesson in all this - Karen bathed in water that other people are using in their toilet.  Great.  I'm no longer afraid of you thinking that I'm gross.  From now on, I'll just know that you do.  Verp!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-6267408876171811265?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/6267408876171811265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/gross.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6267408876171811265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6267408876171811265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/gross.html' title='Gross'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-5480075520451431381</id><published>2009-10-28T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:34:48.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear John</title><content type='html'>I want to thank my friend for passing along this adorable little short about saving water and saving me time - since I'm swamped and was not really sure what to write about today.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GOLf2RbxmzE&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to watch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-5480075520451431381?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/5480075520451431381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-john.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5480075520451431381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5480075520451431381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-john.html' title='Dear John'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-3243001859328280862</id><published>2009-10-27T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T14:29:47.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Ya Like Them Apples?</title><content type='html'>I went apple picking this weekend, so I was sans technology this past weekend.  Despite having lived in the Big Apple for 12 years, I had never done it before.  It was so much fun to sit with my family in the aisle between the granny smiths and the fujis and grab to our hearts content - every now and then trying to juggle a few.  I noticed while I was at the hotel that I wasn't thinking too much about water when I realized I had kept the water running for the entire duration of my shower.  I collected myself before brushing my teeth, so I'd like to think that my newfound focus is something that stays with me wherever I go.  I know that my kid is on the right track, after going potty he asked me, "am I going to flush?"  I told him no.  Poor kid.  He does so love flushing a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get onto the topic of fruit - something I thought I would focus on today since I spent the weekend surrounded by it, not to mention occasionally getting hit in the head with a piece due to poor juggling skills - I want to update you on the coke bottles in my toilet tank.  We are having a problem.  (Of course, anyone reading this blog for the first time may think that having Coke Bottles in my toilet tank IS the problem.  Hahaa!)  They are not staying in place.  So every now and then, they will float over to the thingamajig that opens to let the water run down - thereby wasting I-don't-even-want-to-think-about-how-many gallons of water until I notice.  So I have taken them out.  Has anyone else tried this method of saving water in your toilet and had this problem.  Is there something I can get to make it stick?  Anyone?  Hello out there?  Am I really going to have to go to home depot and ask them how I'm supposed to keep Coke Bottles from floating around in my toilet tank.  Sigh... to be continued... back to our regularly scheduled fruit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have about a kabillion apples.  My son has eaten half a kabillion already so we've already made quite a dent in the bag.  THis has left me thinking a lot about washing fruit.  Remember Mike Brady on the Brady Bunch?  I remember that he used to grab an apple out of the kitchen and rub it on his chest a couple of times before taking a bite.  I always wanted to do this, but my mother always insisted on washing the fruit before I ate it.  I just didn't understand why.  Of course, now I know it was probably because she didn't want me to end up glowing in the dark from all the pesticides.  I have this same fear with my kid.  Oh, how I worry about whatever is laying on top of that fruit.  Of course, now we buy organic fruits and veggies.  Occasionally, if there is no organic option, I buy what is available, but the majority is pesticide free.  So, as I have been scrubbing these apples, watching the water run over them, I have been thinking about how necessary and effective this actually is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that we are bombarded with way to much information when you Google "wash fruit" and you get thousands of results.  To be honest with you, everything I have read so far says that you really should wash fruit.  (Because you know I was looking for someone to say, don't bother!)  But there is no doubt that running the water over any fruit wastes water.  So here's what I'm thinking.  One option is to take a bowl and soak the fruit.  This way the water is not running and running and... you get the picture.  But the other option is to get a fruit/veggie wash such as, well, &lt;a href="http://www.veggie-wash.com/?gclid=CLWBhYWL3p0CFSn6agoduWLWMg"&gt;Veggie Wash&lt;/a&gt;.  For all of you go getters who's world rotates a little slower than mine and have the time to make your own, there are really simple recipes out there for all natural fruit and veggie washes, like the one at &lt;a href="http://www.re-nest.com/re-nest/how-to/how-to-make-your-own-fruit-and-vegetable-wash-092738"&gt;re-nest.com&lt;/a&gt; that is made of pretty basic ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look it up, there are sites that will tell you that you should even wash the fruit that have an inedible peel, because you get pesticides on your hands when you touch them and they can then get on the fruit.  One way to solve this problem is to buy organic fruits and vegetables.  Okay, so if you wash it and miss a spot, you could eat a speck of dirt or maybe a bug (gag!)  But, if I'm really honest, I would rather eat that than one drop of pesticide, even if it's on a juicy red apple!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-3243001859328280862?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/3243001859328280862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-ya-like-them-apples.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3243001859328280862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3243001859328280862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-ya-like-them-apples.html' title='How Ya Like Them Apples?'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-7655409943024385872</id><published>2009-10-23T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:38:34.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coke-a-Bowla</title><content type='html'>So, I'm sitting here and thinking about what to blog about and I realized that, thanks to my mother, I have a six pack of Diet Coke in my cabinet - all in plastic bottles.  Now, in my opinion, it is healthier for you to shove a bottle of Diet Coke where the sun don't shine than drink it (click &lt;a href="http://www.diabetes.org/diabetes-research/summaries/diet-soda-linked-to-higher-health-risks.jsp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/osteoporosis/features/soda-osteoporosis"&gt;here  &lt;/a&gt;for some information on what Diet Soda has been linked to).  But I think I found an even better use for it - my toilet tank.  Does it matter that there is Diet Coke in it?  Seriously, can anyone tell me?  I'm happy to pour it out and use water, but I just couldn't think of a reason why I should do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I flushed the toilet three times before I got it right - thereby wasting water - but I ended up putting three plastic bottles of Diet Coke in the tank.  That's 1500 mL or about 3 pints or 48 Fl Oz.  Uhhh, anyone know math?  Should I just put the whole six pack in there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm writing this, I'm realizing that I have not yet taken the labels off of the Coke bottles, which I should probably do.  I just got so excited!  I have to admit, I'm a little nervous to flush with those things knocking around in there.  I'll let you know if there's a problem.  But so far, the world has not crumbled, and the tank filled up just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else gonna give this a try?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-7655409943024385872?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/7655409943024385872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/coke-bowla.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7655409943024385872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7655409943024385872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/coke-bowla.html' title='Coke-a-Bowla'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2550351003704338383</id><published>2009-10-22T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:17:55.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Day</title><content type='html'>I could do laundry every single day if I had a washer dryer in my apartment. My building has a really nice laundry room with efficient machines - a room I treat like it's another room in my apartment.  But it's not.  I still have to take the cart downstairs and put quarters in.  Am I the only one who feels like a major schmuck paying to do my own laundry?  Hey, here's $10 bucks, now put me to work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fantasize about the washer dryer being in my apartment, in which case, I feel like I would do a load an hour.  I could, you know.  With all of our clothes -- my husbands workout clothes, my workout clothes (when I choose to work out), my son's clothes (sometimes two outfits a day, depending on what he eats and whether or not he decides to tell me when he has to go potty), sheets, towels and the occasional stuffed animal -- I could probably do a load a day.  But for the reasons cited above, I don't.  I have a laundry day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, having laundry on the brain, I decided to see if there was anything that I could do differently to conserve water while schmucking my way to clean clothes.  Turns out, the fact that I find laundry a pain in the rear has made my methods of doing laundry more water-conservation friendly.  Why?  Well, given that my lazy butt waits until a certain day in the week to do it, means that I have pile the size of Mount Yuckamuckastinky.  Therefore, I end up - without OVER stuffing the machine mind you - put as much into the washer as I can while still ensuring that the clothes will actually get clean.  This is because I want to consolidate the laundry into as FEW loads as possible.  Why?  Well, of course, this is because I HATE doing laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you people who want everyone to smell Tide before you even round the corner, you might want to wait just an extra day or so to ensure that you are using your washing machine at its full capacity.  This will use less water.  Of course, you might also be the kind of person who likes to sort every article down to the lint on your socks.  But, sorry to say that the lazies like me score another point with the earth.  If you wash everything in cold (I do, because this means that you can throw everything in together) then you will save a ton of energy.  Turns our that 90 percent of the energy used doing laundry is actually from heating up the water.  And before you blame your detergent for needing hot water, there are brands, like Seventh Generation, that are specially made for doing laundry in cold water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm clean, okay!  Come over and take a whiff if you want.  (Well, maybe not right now.  It was very warm today...)  Turns out, my sob story of not having a washer dryer in my apartment actually did some good for the earth.  I'm not so jealous of all you with your fancy appliances in the house! (Lie...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2550351003704338383?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2550351003704338383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/laundry-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2550351003704338383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2550351003704338383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/laundry-day.html' title='Laundry Day'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2427775056256109372</id><published>2009-10-21T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:14:27.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocratic Oath</title><content type='html'>Okay okay.  So last night was not my best night.  It was between watching a double feature of The Ring and The Blair Witch Project, or blogging about water.  I thought if I picked the latter, I would actually be able to sleep last night.  Guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I am going to put on the original hat I wore when I started this thing and talk about another water saving tactic that I've read.  But before I do just that, I want to make sure that we are all on the same page, so that no one ever calls me a hypocrite.  I have not yet put a plastic bottle in my toilet tank yet.  It takes two people and by golly, I just have not grabbed my husband to lend an extra pair of hands.  I thought it might be helpful for all of you who have been trying to do this since I posted it, if I posted this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1XBSoovQtY"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; that shows you how to actually do this (sorry to everyone who actually just plunked a bottle of water in your toilet tank).  This nugget also includes other things you can do to recycle two liter plastic bottles.  Anyway, I have to get on this, but I literally am waiting for the next plastic bottle to cross my path (my husband is almost at the end of his weekly bottle of cranberry juice, but I think that might be too big).  I'll find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is this, please know that I am always coming from a sincere place, even if these ideas are coming at me faster than I can keep up with them.  The watering can plan hit a few snags before I actually got one.  The point is, it is now a household constant.  Believe me, if I'm not planning to do something I talk about, I'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I returned to that great site &lt;a href="http://creativecitizen.com/"&gt;creative citizen&lt;/a&gt; for another idea on saving water and came across the idea of using hand sanitizer instead of washing your hands every single time you want to wash up.  Of course, given the pig cooties going around, I know everyone is scrubbing their hands to the bone to ensure they don't get it.  Well, I know the brand "clean well" makes a sanitizer that is all natural, so you don't have to feel like you're slathering your hands with plutonium before you eat your PB&amp;amp;J.  Of course, this is another area where it will take me some time to switch, because I bought 1000 gallons of hand soap at Costco and have only used about 1/3rd of it since last year.  Of course, that is because I add water to it, WHICH in turn saves water because you do not need as much water to rinse it off.  So, my water nerd status is saved and for all of you who are about to make a run to the store for hand soap, consider getting sanitizer instead.  It can be just as if not more effective than soap and - drum roll please - you would be saving a whopping 3,285 gallons of water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2427775056256109372?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2427775056256109372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/hypocratic-oath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2427775056256109372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2427775056256109372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/hypocratic-oath.html' title='Hypocratic Oath'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1553542526092889824</id><published>2009-10-20T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:48:11.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination = Do-Gooding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just wrote out a list of about a million things I have to do in the next couple of days and blogging is nowhere to be found on it.  As I started to become paralyzed with incomprehension of how I'm going to get everything done, I made the decision to ignore the whole thing and logged on to this bastion of procrastination.  What could be more important than this issue, anyway.  Nothing on that list, that's for sure.  (Except maybe the one about buying my son more socks.  He really need socks desperately!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of my friends sent me another clip about dirty water -- lucky for you... because today's entry was GOING to be about how I soaked a big soup pot without turning on the faucet once. Admit it, you would have loved it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you know the situation is not good when Erin Brokovich shows up in your backyard at a hearing about the water in question.  Here is a clip from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.insidebayarea.com/news/ci_13595893"&gt;Oakland Tribune article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span id="iba2_siteCss"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The poison in question is hexavalent chromium, also called hex chrome or chromium six, given notoriety in the film bearing Brockovich's name. Hex chrome is a carcinogen long known to cause cancer through inhalation but only recently recognized by the federal government as dangerous to drink. Before there was controversy over whether stomach acids converted the chemical into a related, nonpoisonous nutrient, researcher Gina Solomon said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="iba2_siteCss"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;More than 30 million Californians in 500 communities are at risk of being exposed to far higher rates, Brockovich said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="iba2_siteCss"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The most at-risk areas in the state are near Los Angeles and along the Central Valley, Solomon said. The Bay Area is generally safer, though hex chrome has been found in dangerous levels further down the Highway 101 corridor nearer San Jose, she said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought Julia Roberts fixed all of this!  Now, I know that stories like this are what cause people to buy bottled water.  But here's what the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.nrdc.org/water/drinking/bw/chap3.asp"&gt;NRDC found&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;However, our investigation has found that potentially harmful chemical contaminants are indeed sometimes found in some brands of bottled water. &lt;i&gt;(The &lt;a href="http://www.nrdc.org/water/drinking/bw/chap3.asp#box"&gt;box&lt;/a&gt; at the end of this chapter highlights a particularly troubling example.)&lt;/i&gt; NRDC’s testing of more than 1,000 bottles of water (for about half of FDA-regulated contaminants; see the &lt;i&gt;Technical Report&lt;/i&gt; [print report only]), found that at least one sample of 26 of the 103 bottled water brands tested (25 percent) contained chemical contaminants at levels above the strict, health-protective limits of California, the bottled water industry code, or other states&lt;a href="http://www.nrdc.org/water/drinking/bw/chap3.asp#note3a"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;[3a]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (23 waters, or 22 percent, had at least one sample that violated enforceable state limits). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So, what the...?  What are we supposed to do?  Well, I turned to the site for the documentary Flow, which is the movie that sparked this crazy new fear of mine about the future of water.  And they have a whole page dedicated to what you can do.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.flowthefilm.com/takeaction"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find something that fits into your schedule and personal beliefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  Hey all I was doing was procrastinating and I ended up signing a petition asking the UN to declare water a human right (it literally took a minute).   Nothing on my list was THAT important!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1553542526092889824?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1553542526092889824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/procrastination-do-gooding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1553542526092889824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1553542526092889824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/procrastination-do-gooding.html' title='Procrastination = Do-Gooding'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1400582316153617001</id><published>2009-10-19T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:28:55.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cup of Fire</title><content type='html'>This might be viewed as a bit of a cop-out post.  But believe me, I've been sitting here thinking about how  to introduce this article that my friend sent to me and have come up with nothing that will properly prepare you for what you are about to read.  &lt;a href="http://cbs4denver.com/local/fort.lupton.water.2.963978.html"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1400582316153617001?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1400582316153617001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/cup-of-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1400582316153617001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1400582316153617001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/cup-of-fire.html' title='A Cup of Fire'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-7704324160045371047</id><published>2009-10-18T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:03:48.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Tank</title><content type='html'>I know I've mentioned this before, but I really have to do something about my toilets.  (Admit it, you were just saying the same thing, right?)  Did you know that your toilet guzzles the most water out of any appliance in your house?  I didn't until recently.  My toilets are in mint condition, but they were built before Fred Flintstone met Wilma.  You know, back when people didn't use "water" and "world war three" in the same sentence.  Anyway, every now and then I've come across this trick of putting a brick in the toilet tank so that it fills with less water, but I thought I would read a bit more about it before running to Home Depot.  In doing so, I came across this great site that lists &lt;a href="http://www.thedailygreen.com/living-green/blogs/save-money/reuse-plastic-bottles-460709"&gt;10 ways to reuse plastic bottles&lt;/a&gt; (thx CM!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's number six:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Toilet Tank Trick:&lt;/b&gt;  Skip the brick in your toilet tank -- they can disintegrate and damage plumbing.  Instead, &lt;a href="http://www.thedailygreen.com/going-green/tips/4157"&gt;drop a plastic bottle or two&lt;/a&gt; filled with water into your tank, and you'll displace enough water to save a half gallon to a gallon with every flush. Most toilets flush just fine with a little less water. &lt;b&gt;Savings&lt;/b&gt;: Based on FPP ("Flushes Per Person"), a family of four might save 16 gallons of water a day with this little trick, which should save you about &lt;b&gt;$90&lt;/b&gt; a year on your water bill. &lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now come on, this seems like a really easy thing to do that requires little to no effort, so I hope some people join in giving this a try (not the garbage picking part).   The water you save could be filling your bathtub, tea pot or your glass.  Of course, now that I do not buy bottled water anymore, I have to seek out plastic bottles for this.  Of course, we all know that I slip up every now and then (in fact, I had another farmer's market incident again and had to buy water to go with my kids tomale.  But that's glass, which wouldn't work).  But if you see someone bent over with her head in a public garbage can, it might be me looking for plastic bottles.  Hey, it's for a good cause!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-7704324160045371047?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/7704324160045371047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-know-ive-mentioned-this-before-but-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7704324160045371047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7704324160045371047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-know-ive-mentioned-this-before-but-i.html' title='Think Tank'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-6479988169641883872</id><published>2009-10-17T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:53:30.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Whosamawhatsie for the Doohickey</title><content type='html'>Just when you thought everything was going to be okay because you turned off the faucet while brushing your teeth...  I just read that 36 states in the US are anticipating water shortages by the year 2013.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking that my water saving techniques were getting a bit stale, so I thought I would look up some new ones, and I navigated to the Kohler website.  I highly recommend it, because if you take this three question quiz and give your name, they will donate $1 in water-saving fixtures to Habitat for Humanity.  An awesome idea.  It takes all of about a minute. http://www.savewateramerica.com/home.swa?id=kpast#/home/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rent my apartment, so I am not able to do major work on the place, but I did watch a few of the videos on the Kohler site, and it mentioned that replacing the aerator on the sink faucets in the bathroom are a really easy way to save water.  Duh!  Why didn't I think of that.  The only water-saving I had done today thus far was to tell my hubby to move his keester to the bathroom where he could stop up the drain (the drain in bathroom where he usually shaves does not seal up completely).  As much as it's fun to get things done by ordering other people around, I think I can do my part and get MY keester over to the hardware store and buy one of those whosamawhatsies for the sink.  You think they'll know what I mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-6479988169641883872?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/6479988169641883872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-when-you-thought-everything-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6479988169641883872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6479988169641883872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-when-you-thought-everything-was.html' title='A New Whosamawhatsie for the Doohickey'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2106670437249195959</id><published>2009-10-17T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:33:31.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time's Up</title><content type='html'>Once again, I have read my blog after writing it and have decided to preempt what you are about to read with a lighthearted story, since the rest is, I dare say, is a snoozefest.  My son often comments on the watering can in my bathroom (for anyone just joining us, the watering can is there to catch water that is wasted when I'm waiting for the shower to heat up so I don't freeze my patootie off).  "What are you doing?" he often says to me while I hold the watering in the line of the shower stream.  He often comments on it while going potty and picks it up and plays with it every chance he gets.  Then, the other day, we arrived home and I told him to go potty as usual.  As I waited for him in another room, I heard a loud, echoing stream of water.  I had no idea what it could be.  By the time I had arrived at the bathroom door, there was my little darling, pants down, pouring "liquid" into the toilet from the watering can.   In short, he had peed in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the little one earned some points for creativity.  And, on more than one occasion, when asked what he wants to do when he grows up, has told me that he wants to "pee standing up."  I guess this was a dream come true for him.  For that I couldn't be happier.  But I think there are a few years before he fully grasps what it is we're trying to do in this house.   Perhaps he thought that putting any liquid in the watering can would save water.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now for the blah part of the blaaahg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the time into a blog means facing the harsh reality that no one might actually read it.  Then there is the even harsher reality that there might not be anyone acting on anything they do read.  So, in an effort for this to mean something, I sometimes end up talking about it in a way that might put a bit more pressure on people than I mean to.  Where is the line between being an informative, friendly person, and being a really irritating.  I think tonight I might have inched a little to close to irritating.  At a friends house, I found myself going on and on about how we should all slowly cut bottled water out of our lives.  I have no idea how long I went on and on before my husband caressed my hand and said, "Hon, it's getting late."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine, not too long ago commented on one of my blog entries, saying that she told her mother that she doesn't have to rinse the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher.  Of course, her mother realized that the dishes still came out clean.  I don't know if she shared that story with many people, but it seems to me that it would be difficult to relay it without sounding like either the most lifeless person on earth or some raving extremist.  Let's face it, although I have to believe that this stuff makes a difference, it's not something that makes you sit on the edge of your seat.  But, for anyone who is starting to do this stuff, make sure you tell other people who are willing to listen.  I didn't know a lot of the information that I am finding out thanks to this blog, and I'm sure a lot of other people out there don't know about this stuff either.  So what if not everyone listens.  You'll eventually find someone who will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fortunate to have awesome friends who did listen and even made suggestions for this blog.  My friends are smarter than me, so I have some reading to do before commenting on the scary water tales I heard from them.  But next time, I think I will bring a stopwatch and have my husband say, "SO!  How about Britney Spears?  What's she up to these days."  Of course, that will only work if she's not making a total ass of herself by wasting water.  You never know with that girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2106670437249195959?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2106670437249195959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/times-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2106670437249195959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2106670437249195959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/times-up.html' title='Time&apos;s Up'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-3270446544447043104</id><published>2009-10-15T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:43:05.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Sense</title><content type='html'>My wallet was stollen last night.  It's okay, these things happen.  I wasn't hurt or mugged or even bothered, so that was nice of the robber.  And really, I can't complain too much knowing that sometimes people are attacked for such things.  But here's the kicker.  This is the second friggin time in a matter of... maybe four months.  The first time, the loser took it from the front seat of my car while I was vacuuming it (the car, not the wallet).  This time, someone must have taken it from my bag while I was reading at a tea cafe.  Sipping tea and crime don't mix!  (Though I could see Kevin Spacey sip tea while playing a villain.  I don't know why.  But in all other cases, NO!)  Anyway, neither time was I harmed or was anyone I know harmed.  And that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this have to do with water.  Well, in my frustration, I've been muttering to myself all day about how this just doesn't make any sense.  Do I have "please steal stuff from me" written across my forehead?  Or maybe it's more direct.  "I'm a schmuck."  So I was thinking about something else that makes no sense to me that I've been meaning to blog about for a while, but too many other things have been at the forefront of my mind.  Not this time!  Today is the day to talk about things that don't make sense.  You know what doesn't make sense to me.  Washing out your recyclables with clean water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to admit, I was going to talk about how it doesn't make sense to clean out your recyclables period.  I mean, let's face it, it's glorified garbage, right?  But then doing a little poking around before opening my big mouth to you all, I realized that there are people who have to sort through this stuff and not cleaning something out could make a person barf when the smell some week old remnants of chipotle bean dip.  I HATE throwing up and could not live with myself knowing that I made someone throw up at work.  So please, do wash out your recyclables. (For more on washing out recyclables go to http://www.slate.com/id/2210344/ )  However, I was thinking of all the used water used for soaking things, washing hands, washing fruit.  If there is some way to save that in a bucket, then I think we should all start doing that.  Then, if you have no recyclables to wash out, c'est la vie (Pardon, je ne spell francais).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it.  We've all wasted gallons of water cleaning out one jar of peanut butter so that it could be reincarnated as a Christmas tree ornament or a rear view mirror.  But let's face it: for now, it's just the high face on the totem pole of trash.  So dirty water should be as clean as it gets.  Now that makes sense!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-3270446544447043104?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/3270446544447043104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-sense.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3270446544447043104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3270446544447043104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-sense.html' title='Making Sense'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2128149658679322849</id><published>2009-10-14T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:02:29.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have You Been?</title><content type='html'>I know.  Bad Bogger!  The visit with mom was great.  But, as with every visit from a friend or family member, something from my regularly scheduled programming has to give.  This time it was bloggity-blog-blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about you guys though.  If you don't believe me, just ask my mother.  I kept reminding her that I wanted her to change one habit back in NY.  And you would not believe the headway I made!  Now, to put this in perspective, I told you what my mother was like, right?  The woman who, while watching Lady Diana marry Prince Charles stood at the television with a group of awestruck viewers and blurted, "Who cares?  No one put my wedding on TV!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, she will think twice about having her water glass refilled at restaurants when she knows that she is not going to drink it.  In fact, the last night at dinner, she and I did an experiment together by flipping my glass over so that they wouldn't come over and pour more without asking.  By the way, this worked wonders against the sniper-like attack of the water pitcher.  The waiter looked at us like we were crazy (well, really, me.) but let him think whatever he wants.  It worked.  Thanks Mom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that my mother did was she asked me permission before she ordered bottled water at a restaurant.  Now, she was treating, so of course I held up my hands and just told her to do what she wanted to do.  But she told me that she didn't want to disrespect my rule.  She went from the start of the trip, when she insisted on bringing Diet Coke into my house because a guest might want to drink it despite my serious rule, to which she replied, "Too bad," was actually asking my permission.  I have to believe that it was more than my rule that made her think twice.  Something I said must have gotten through to her.  Of course, she went on to point out that the reason she really wanted it was because it was sparkling, and not just regular water.  Don't worry, Mommy! The fact that you're thinking about it makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally - and I know that this isn't a done deal - but I think she's actually considering not buying bottled water anymore.  She doesn't know this, but I am going to get her her own Kleen Kanteen so that she has an alternative sitting right in front of her.  The fact is, my mom's a tough nut to crack.  If I can get  through to her, I know I can get through to other people.  Believe me, once you start thinking about it, it's tough to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My visit with my mom was awesome, and not just for the reasons I mention above. I have to admit, I loved getting through to her on certain things, but to all you who check off the 0-45 box for your age, I realized something.  This is our responsibility.  If our kids end up with a water shortage that has spread throughout the world, that's our fault.  We can't blame a generation who didn't know that this would end up being a problem.  And we can't use anymore excuses.  This is not difficult people!  Flip your glass over today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2128149658679322849?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2128149658679322849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-have-you-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2128149658679322849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2128149658679322849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-have-you-been.html' title='Where Have You Been?'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-6165514498836672918</id><published>2009-10-08T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:34:23.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goooaaaaallll!</title><content type='html'>I had to look up that fact I posted yesterday again because it seems difficult to believe.  I might have to do a bit more research to prove to myself that it is true that for every 8 oz of water saved, you save another 1.5 to three gallons.  When I told my husband about that this morning, he said, "I don't know how we have any water at all!"  How true.  But I might have to go to a more reliable primary source for that little nugget to sink into my brain.  Maybe I just don't WANT it to be true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, the restaurant thing is going to be the little goal I have with my mom.  All she drinks is wine and coffee, so really, it would not be a big deal to get her to say no thank you at a restaurant.  I think this might work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-6165514498836672918?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/6165514498836672918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/goooaaaaallll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6165514498836672918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6165514498836672918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/goooaaaaallll.html' title='Goooaaaaallll!'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-51010856512212413</id><published>2009-10-07T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:29:00.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Say No</title><content type='html'>I know it sounds weird, given all this talk of water, but I don't drink enough.  Water, I mean.  My husband calls me the camel because I never drink (gosh, I think that's why he calls me that...) Being me goes something like this:  1. I don't drink enough water.  2. I get a headache.  3. I down enough water to fill my kids blow-up pool.  4. I burp 5. I don't drink enough again for the next two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out to lunch with my Mother today and the waiter dude filled up my glass every time I took a sip the size of a tear drop.  Hey, I'm sure the guy was ready to pass out from boredom given that his only two customers were talking about Project Runway, but that's no reason to waste water.   But, I realized, it was my fault.  How?  Because I didn't tell him to stop.  Why is it that when I'm at a restaurant, I feel the need to pretend that I'm going to shrivel up into a scoop of pate if my water glass is more than a half inch from the rim of my glass?   So, finally I put my foot down and gave it to him straight.  I looked him in the eye and told him what I never had the guts to say before, "No thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, this could be a really easy easy easy way of conserving water.  I found out you could save 1.5 to 3 gallons of water for every 8 ounce glass of water you refuse at a restaurant.  That doesn't make sense, you say?  Well, believe it or not, it takes water to make clean, drinkable water http://www.idealbite.com/tiplibrary/archives/whet-your-appetite-save-water-week?page=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time the waiter comes over to refill your water glass and you darn well know you're not going to drink it, for goodness sakes, just say no.  Just be polite.  Or the next glass of water will be saliva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-51010856512212413?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/51010856512212413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-say-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/51010856512212413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/51010856512212413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-say-no.html' title='Just Say No'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2763490331229555971</id><published>2009-10-06T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T08:24:03.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Coming for Water</title><content type='html'>Having been at this water conservation thing for a while, I have gotten used to certain things.  You know, all the little behaviors I've been blogiphising about.  Faucets are turned on the lowest pressure possible.  Toilets are not always flushed.  Dishes are not rinsed before going in the dishwasher.  Then there are the other kinds of evidence of this new endeavor, like driving my husband crazy and writing extremist letters to Coke-a-cola.  Sometimes I slip up and make sure to spend a few minutes feeling like a pinhead about it and try to do better.  But just as I'm feeling like the Steve Jobs of water conserving housewives, a force stronger than I swoops down and crushes the system like Y2K (you know, if Y2K had actually been a real thing): Mom's visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mom.  She is smart and generous and gifted.  I mean, I have not had to lift a finger since she's been here.  She's made dinner, washed the dishes, and lit the fire under my keester to do laundry - and she's been here for less than a day!  But, Lord have mercy, girlfriend can waste some water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you want to be an environmentally-conscious pain in the butt and have guests?  If Ghandi's mom came for a visit and wanted a sandwich, would he actually tell mama to take a hike?  (No, I'm not comparing myself to Ghandi.  Jeez!)  Seriously, when you have guests, do you just tell them all the new rules of the household until they decide they will never stay with you ever again?  Think about it: my mother is scrubbing my pots - am I really going to get all Poindexter in her face about the amount of water she's using?  I'm not.  I may not be a good enough daughter not to talk smack about her behind her back on this blog, but I'll be darned if I won't be a respectful schmoopy pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the next week, while I will continue my own water-conserving behavior, my goal will be not to drive my mother completely insane, but rather to convince her to change one behavior that will save water.  Now, some of you may be thinking that one behavior is a pretty whimpy goal.  Well, to you I say, you don't know my mother.  Ever hear the sayings "get over it," "so what," "big deal," and "What do you think you're the only one who's got a life, Karen?"  She invented those.  So, unless you can come up with a better plan, I'm sticking to my underachiever goal - get over it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2763490331229555971?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2763490331229555971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/having-been-at-this-water-conservation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2763490331229555971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2763490331229555971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/having-been-at-this-water-conservation.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Coming for Water'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1040995350112207445</id><published>2009-10-05T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:27:14.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Pouring... Water! (Well, yeah...)</title><content type='html'>I have so much work to do today that I'm not really sure how I'm going to get it all done.  So, instead of getting into it and finding at midnight that I've neglected the blog, I thought I would sit down for a quick word about my lovely, earth conscious neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew just the place to go to get the bio bags and sure enough, there they were, and cheaper than I had found them online!  Still not as cheap as my free paper bags from Trader Joe's, but this foe plastic is made from food and is completely biodegradable, so I guess I don't have to be such a cheapskate.  So I'm back on the wagon and off the garbage disposal once more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also stopped off for a cup of coffee at this awesome bakery near me called Arizmendi - one of two places near me that I can always rely on for an awesome cup of coffee and something full of carbs and delicious (the other place is Cafe 504 - Hi guys!).  Anyway, BOTH of these places do something that I think every cafe should do.  Instead of selling bottled water, they just provide it, free of charge to any thirsty customer.  I've made a mental note of this before, but somehow today, this hit me a little more seriously.  They could probably choose to make a killing on bottled water, but instead, they do the earth conscious thing and just give it away - as if this stuff just pours out of the wall or something!  Oh, wait a minute... it DOES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've mentioned that sticker that restaurants can put on their paper towel dispenser that reads "These Come From Trees." Well, I think it's important to note that, in the same spirit of that kind of simplicity, a huge difference could be made if local places decided that they are not going to take part in the bottled water scam, and instead provide water to their customers.  Why.  Because, as I've said before, it's the SAME water!  There is nothing magical about bottled water.  Except, of course, to the people filling up the bottles from the tap and making money off of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for the places that provide water for their customers and give them props.  They're doing a good thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1040995350112207445?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1040995350112207445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-pouring-water-well-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1040995350112207445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1040995350112207445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-pouring-water-well-yeah.html' title='It&apos;s Pouring... Water! (Well, yeah...)'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2168022182894215906</id><published>2009-10-04T01:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:45:04.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bag Lady</title><content type='html'>I have fallen off the garbage disposal wagon (for those of you just joining us, the g.d. can waste up to 150 gallons a month!  Shocked?  Yeah... welcome to my world!)  the last few days because of a reason you might consider stupid.  I don't have any compost bags.  I've been using Trader Joe's bags, but I would have to do food shopping for the Brady Bunch in order to keep up with the number of paper bags I would need for compost and recycling.  So, I need compost bags.  But, I just went to order them and I have to say, they are a bit expensive!  And the cost of shipping makes the price jump from pricey to what-you-talkin-bout?  So before I break into my son's college fund (okay, it's not THAT bad), I am going to go on a compost bag hunt.  I think I know a place in my area that sells them.  In the meantime, if anyone notices a sale on compost bags, please let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2168022182894215906?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2168022182894215906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/bag-lady.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2168022182894215906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2168022182894215906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/bag-lady.html' title='Bag Lady'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-7334002903436607185</id><published>2009-10-02T12:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T13:05:50.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Car Wash, Whoa whoa whoa whoa!</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of naming my car the Schmutz Express.  No?  How about the Crumb Bun?  Let's just get right to the point, shall we? Crap Bubble!  Is that better?  Whatever garbage reference you may like best, you would think of all of them when you see my car.  Why don't I get it washed?  Well, what stops me from doing every other freaking everyday thing other people do?  Water.  Unfortunately, I came across a little piece of information before washing my car that has blocked my ability to pay a visit to the nearest 76 station with a drive through washer: it takes 100 gallons to wash a car.  One HUNDRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'll get a bucket and use it in my driveway.  Better?  NO!  Turns out all the junk in the soap and stuff runs off the driveway, and into the sewer and well, ends up in the ocean (not in magic fairy water heaven, like I thought).  Oh, you oceans and sea creatures!  Just when we humans want to go do something in ignorance, you're always ruining the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is a person who can't see out her car windows supposed to do?  Well, it turns out that there are some products that will allow you to do a "waterless," and more importantly, "Non-toxic" car wash.  Here are some links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.luckyearth.com/index.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ecotouch.net/product_details.php?pid=19&lt;br /&gt;http://www.laurakleinsgreencleaning.com/Green-Products/?gclid=CN-gosuSn50CFRlcagodLklr-Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know that I have not tried ANY of these products yet and that I'm just putting random ones I find up here.  If you want to let me know about a particular one, please do, and I'll do the same.  I'll be honest, I'm just going to go by price unless someone knows of one I should not live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I am really disappointed that my son will not have the memory of getting all wet and soapy in the driveway in his bathing suit as we wash the car.  It's why people live in the suburbs, right?  But I guess I would rather sacrifice that cheesy Kodak moment than his future water supply!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-7334002903436607185?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/7334002903436607185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-car-wash-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7334002903436607185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7334002903436607185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-car-wash-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa.html' title='At the Car Wash, Whoa whoa whoa whoa!'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-554721671139009704</id><published>2009-09-30T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:58:32.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Stranger...</title><content type='html'>I almost never check the comments on this blog because, well, it's reminiscent of my days as a single gal waiting for the phone to ring (cue violins...).  Of course there are the days when my husband has written to me, usually when he has learned for the first time a new house rule (I have learned to stop doing that, as you know).  But scanning the blog recently, I noticed a comment from someone I don't actually know who suggested a shower head for me to use called the "Green Choice" showerhead.  http://www.showertek.com/blog/product-reviews/re-nest-reviews-the-green-choice-showerhead/  It lets you turn down the pressure of the water so that you A) don't have to stand in the buff freezing your patootie off during your Navy Shower and B) don't have an excuse to use the same amount of water as it takes to quench the thirst of the Loch Ness Monster.  Anyway Nigel, thank you for the suggestion.  It's on my Costco list - winter's coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention yesterday that Coke has not gotten back to me?  (Cue violins again...) Their website does mention that they are harvesting rainwater in the communities where they make their product (http://www.thecoca-colacompany.com/citizenship/challenges_opportunities.html#india). I kind of still want a response to my questions.  Should I assume this means that they will not have control over who has access to this water?  I just want to fully understand.  Because if they can harvest enough rainwater in order to replenish the water they use, then why not just use the rainwater?  Why take the water in the first place?  Just sayin...  Maybe I'm just being annoying, but I want to know.  This quality probably explains the whole waiting-by-the-phone reference (Cue, violins!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-554721671139009704?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/554721671139009704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautiful-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/554721671139009704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/554721671139009704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautiful-stranger.html' title='Beautiful Stranger...'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-7737301733288902543</id><published>2009-09-29T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:23:37.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Beef?</title><content type='html'>(I'm writing this sentence after finishing this blog entry.  Warning: it's a real snoozer in the beginning!!!  But it gets better toward the end.  I guess I could do something about it as opposed to talking about myself behind my own back, but I don't feel like it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a couple of days to muster the energy to do something about the dishes after having guests on Sunday.  Needless to say, the dishwasher was bursting.  I had to wash some by hand and you can't believe how careful I was being to ensure that I did not use a ton of water.  Really, it wasn't any more time consuming than handwashing usually is.  But here's what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Every time I washed a dish, I only put a little bit of water on it as I scrubbed (plus the water that I mix with the soap)&lt;br /&gt;2) As I rinsed, I made sure that the next dish was underneath and catching the water so that I could scrub it using that water.&lt;br /&gt;3) I made sure to run the sink at half the pressure and shut it off when I wasn't rinsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how much water all this was saving.  I have to say, though, that when I had to wash out a cup that had milk in it.  One cup, okay?  I was sure to use the excess water to soak the dishes that were waiting to be washed and I filled three bowls.  THREE BOWLS to wash just one cup.  And that's using my whimpy half pressure method.  So I don't really want to think about how much water I wasted all those times I had the water rushing out of the faucet like Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after doing dishes, I read this really reliable source called Facebook (every hear of it?) that we could be saving like a kabillion gallons of water if we only ate beef once a week.  (Okay, don't fact check kabillion, nerds, it was just a really high number, aight?)  Now, I loves some beef, but I couldn't ignore this.  So I looked for a more reliable source (if there is such a thing) and I found this great site called creativecitizen.com, which tells you the kind of impact you can make on the environment by changing certain behaviors.  Here's the link about cutting beef down to once-a-week (http://creativecitizen.com/solutions/87-Eat-Less-Beef):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Eat beef only once a week and reduce C02 emissions by 3,028 pounds and save 207,920 gallons of water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;. &lt;span&gt;According to New Scientist Magazine, every one kilogram of beef produces the equivalent of 36.4 kilograms (80 pounds) of C02.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend the site.  Am I going to cut beef down to once a week?  Who me?  Uhhh, I have to say, I don't even know if I could tell you how many times I actually eat beef.  Hey, I've already cut out bottled water and even greatly reduced bottled drinks... the beef would be really difficult.    My daughter is a vegan, can I just swipe her brownie points on this one???  Jeez, you're persistent!  I will say this, I am going to give my grocery list another look to see how much beef is on it and then take it from there, okay?  You know I'll update you honestly. But, how about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, take a look at the site.  You are bound to find one simple thing you can do that would make a huge impact on how much water you use, and the environment.  It's a great site!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-7737301733288902543?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/7737301733288902543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-your-beef.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7737301733288902543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7737301733288902543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-your-beef.html' title='What&apos;s Your Beef?'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-926543124289748605</id><published>2009-09-28T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:23:04.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canning It</title><content type='html'>You almost got a wine soaked blog entry about toilets yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, before I continue, that is my way of saying that the ONE and a half glasses of wine I had at dinner with another couple last night made me sleepy.  So I'm qualifying for you kids out there.  There are enough people in the public eye acting like a bunch of hooligans.  You don't need to start thinking that this concerned-mommy-slash-citizen-turned-blogging-babbler is one of them.  Now, back to the can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if any of you caught my comments about toilets the other day because I erased the whole rant the next day.  I never edit this thing, but I did erase that one for other reasons.  I will now happily rehash the gist of what was in my dissertation... because I don't have anything else to say today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that the water in your toilet is the same water you drink?  Watch it, now, I'm not saying you could actually drink the water in your toilet.  No.  That would be gross.  What I'm saying, is the water that flows in and out of your toilet is the same water that comes out of your kitchen sink.   Now, take a moment and think about this.  Just stop what you're doing and think about it.  Does this make any sense to you?  Because if it does, please tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I start doing a little research to find out if there are some inventions out there that will start recycling the water from the sink, bathtub or washing machine by connecting them to the toilet tank, so that the water that receives your poop is not water that would be better served making the coffee that thereby makes you have to poop.  And once again, thank goodness for smart people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ecogeek.org/content/view/815/&lt;br /&gt; http://www.geekologie.com/2008/03/washing_machinetoilet_combo_sa.php&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oNDVxJdXBPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for you fellow nerds out there who say, "hmm, I think I would like to do some research of my own," and google water, toilet, recycle, you WILL get articles about technology that some places are considering to recycle the TOILET water.  You will then either throw up, pass out or be so confused and upset that you start Moon Walking.  I would encourage us to read all of the water saving options out there with an open mind.  As we say in Karate - Gassho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-926543124289748605?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/926543124289748605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/canning-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/926543124289748605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/926543124289748605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/canning-it.html' title='Canning It'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-3469621771294751469</id><published>2009-09-26T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:01:17.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Laid Plans</title><content type='html'>I showered with a watering can this morning.  I got all ready for my shower and then said to my son, uh, honey, can you get that watering can in the hall for mommy.  He waddled over and brought it right to me and then blurted out with the urgent whine that can only come from a three year old. "What are you doing!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have one major suggestion for anyone who is planning on getting on board with this idea - catching all of the unused water to use for other purposes, like watering plants - use something that has a very WIDE brim.  Because the little opening at the top of this sort-of-fancy watering can I bought at the very fancy boutique Target caught all of about a half pint of water.  Okay, yes, it's something, but not enough to allow my son to think his mom's a wierd-0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my husband has been making his own iced tea and we still have over half of the one bottled drink we bought for the week.  He is making a serious effort to be on board with this new policy of no bottled drinks in the house and I love him so much for that.   I know it's not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mentioned on more than one occasion that I am fully aware that by doing this blog thing, that I am opening myself up to being a hypocrite.  Well, today is only half way over and I committed a big no no.  There I am at the local farmers market, acting all crunchy munchy with my canvas bag and organic produce.  Then we hit the Tamale stand (the best tamale's EVER, by the way.  And organic!) and GULP!  I realize I don't have my steel, chemical-free, life-saving, water-saving, environment-saving, hypocrite-saving, WORLD-saving, canteens!  So what do you do with a sweaty kid whose parched and whining and no water fountain in site?  You buy a bottle of "Arkansas' finest," as tomale-guy put it.  Oh Lord, how I did cringe.  My husband turned to me and said, "Isn't this something you're not supposed to do?"  All I could do was nod.   Tomorrow is another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after realizing that I'm not perfect (darn, cause yesterday, I thought I was!) my email to Coke was very humble.  (Wha?  I told you i was going to have to ask Muhtar himself!)  Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I recently saw your CEO on a panel at the Clinton Global Initiative and heard him speak about your goals toward water neutrality.  I had seen a documentary about Coke using water in India a couple of years ago and am happy about this newfound effort toward sustainability!  I have three questions for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Will the water these initiatives be replenishing the very communities where you actually use the water to make your products?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Will the water generated in these initiatives be owned by Coke, who will then charge the people of the communities for the water?  If so, how can you insure that the poorest communities will have access to the water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Given your company's new awareness of this growing problem of water shortage, would your company ever consider eliminating your bottled water division Dasani, knowing that bottled water is a part of the cause of this growing water shortage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thank you so much in advance for your honest response to these questions.  I am just a private citizen with a growing concern for this worldwide problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you know when they write back.  Let me know if you hear anything at recess or in study hall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-3469621771294751469?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/3469621771294751469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-hate-me-because-im-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3469621771294751469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3469621771294751469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-hate-me-because-im-beautiful.html' title='Best Laid Plans'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1640389153497947785</id><published>2009-09-25T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:11:25.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...You Got Some 'Splainin To Do!</title><content type='html'>I know, I left you hanging.  I'm actually still contemplating whether or not I want to go into it.  The Bill Clinton reference, I mean.  I watched the Clinton Global Initiative on Tuesday.  Wanna watch it? http://www.clintonglobalinitiative.org/ourmeetings/meeting_2009_annual_webcast.asp?Section=OurMeetings&amp;amp;PageTitle=Webcast%3C/a%3E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just waiting until I'm smarter to talk about what I heard.  I mean, gee wiz, those people on that panel were a hell of a lot smarter than me.  CEO, President, Prime Minister-types all shooting the breeze with Bill Clinton.  Among them, Muhtar Kent, CEO of Coke.  Hey... Coke... where did I recently see you that made me vow I would never buy another one of your products ever again...? Oh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A World Without Water&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh.  Gee.  How embarrassing for you, Coke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that documentary was made two years ago, but in two years, Coke has gone from sucking land dry to getting a foot massage for their "green" ways? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke is spreading the word that they are setting a new goal for themselves.  Water neutrality. Sounds awesome, right?  And Bill Clinton seemed to be impressed.  Usually, that's all I need to know.  Here it is on their website that lets readers know how awesome they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cokecorporateresponsibility.co.uk/environment/water-use/replenishing-the-water-we-use.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"The Global Water Challenge: In partnership with many non-governmental organizations, the Coca-Cola system has established 68 community-based water initiatives in 40 countries, including The Global Water Challenge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all the smart people up there clapped and listened and looked pretty impressed.  Hey, they're all way smarter than me, so found myself smiling too.   After all, I'm just a schmuck with a computer I can turn on and off that plays these webcast thingies for me, I don't know how it works... So maybe I'm making a big deal out of nothing, but the "non-governmental" part of that sentence makes me a little nervous.   Like will they be charging people for it at a price that they see fit?  Because privatization is the thing that scares me cause I'm still living in Camp Waterisahumanright.   I actually joined Twitter during the webcast just so that I could tweet that darn question, but I am too simple-minded to have even been able to do that, so maybe I should just look at the birdie and whistle a happy tune...  No, I can't.  I really want to know.  Can anyone find the answer to my question?  Am I going to have to email Muhtar?  Hey, I'm tough enough to take a navy shower, I'm tough enough to blast through a little PR BS and find out what's going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say, that I want the answer to be "no" - that they will not own and operate the water that runs into people's homes.  I'm not looking for Coke to be evil, I want to believe everything on their self-loving website.  Please Coke, tell me what I want to hear so I don't give you the evil eye - because I know that would do serious damage to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, for those of you who are still on the third paragraph of this entry and thinking, how the heck can anyone be "water neutral," here's a link  for you: http://www.treehugger.com/files/2008/11/the-next-greenwash-water-neutrality.php.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1640389153497947785?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1640389153497947785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-got-some-splainin-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1640389153497947785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1640389153497947785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-got-some-splainin-to-do.html' title='...You Got Some &apos;Splainin To Do!'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1493382814920325159</id><published>2009-09-23T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:34:59.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh so sleepy this evening.  I have so much to talk about that would just fascinate the pants off you - toilets, laundry, Bill Clinton - but I just don't think I can tonight.  (You're wondering why I said Bill Clinton, right?  See how I just stuck that in there so that maybe you would read tomorrow, hoping that I explain.  Is my hook working?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say that my steel cups from KleenKanteen came in today and boy oh boy, you'd think my son was the most deprived child on earth the way he freaked out when he saw his new cup.  So excited.  When does life stop being that way? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to a party tonight, where I knew there would be bottled water.  I was sure to bring out cups so that we would not be tempted to drink any bottled water, and it was fine.  Hey, that wasn't difficult! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the home front, the whole Navy shower is second nature now.  I will say, however, that my shower has two knobs, one for hot and one for cold.  I hate to be a whiner when there are so many people in the world deprived of so many necessities, but the two knobs are kind of a pain.  I have learned to endure water of any temperature ranging from holy-pig-fart-my-teeth-are-going-to-freeze-cold to oh-my-lord-my-toenails-are-going-to-melt-hot, just so that I don't waste the water waiting for it to get to the perfect temperature.  If you're redoing your bathroom and you are a navy showerer, then I recommend getting one of those things that you turn and then pop out, so it's always on the temperature you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I actually use the word "fart" in this blog entry.  I'm really tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1493382814920325159?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1493382814920325159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-so-sleepy-this-evening.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1493382814920325159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1493382814920325159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-so-sleepy-this-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-5338244938785328076</id><published>2009-09-22T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:28:43.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things Come in Small Packages</title><content type='html'>Ever notice how the common thing to do is to turn the sink on before putting soap on your hands.  And there's the sink, running while you lather up.  It might not amount to much, but I'm noticing if I soap up first, then turn on the sink, I don't use as much water.  What is helpful in this capacity is that I use that foamy soap, not the gel, which is too gooey and thick.  If you have the gel, just fill the dispenser half way with water to thin it out (and to avoid buying soap every other week).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-5338244938785328076?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/5338244938785328076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-things-come-in-small-packages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5338244938785328076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5338244938785328076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-things-come-in-small-packages.html' title='Good Things Come in Small Packages'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-5053868220435296128</id><published>2009-09-21T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:50:42.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overboard</title><content type='html'>So, in my blind zeal for rectifying the world's water shortage, I forgot to consider that I am dragging other members of my family around with me.  So far, as I have mentioned, they have been more than willing to take on these new habits.  My son has learned to let yellow mellow and my husband turns the water down to half the pressure.  But the no bottled drinks thing isn't going to fly.  My husband has negotiated a compromise with me.  Rather than completely cutting out bottled drinks, he is going to start by reducing what we purchase to one bottle (I think it's a half gallon) of his favorite drink per week.  Believe it or not, we could go through one of those lickety split, but now, once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll remember yesterday in an unintentional water pun I mentioned that my husband is my filter.  Well, this is the perfect example.  Now that he is back, he has reminded me of something I've probably talked about before on this here bloggy thing.  Baby steps.  If you're at the bottom of a flight of steps, you can't get to the top without crossing over those first few.  I tried to leap to the top - it's not going to work.  I shouldn't expect that of myself and I shouldn't expect it of anyone else.  Baby steps.  I think it was seeing those kids in that documentary I posted who had no water in their homes because a private company had taken over the water system.  Can you blame me for going overboard after seeing that level of injustice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, you'll notice I haven't gotten Ebola or Pink-eye or Rickets (what the heck is rickets anyway?) from drinking from the same glass this weekend.  I'm going to put it in the dishwasher tonight, but for no particular reason other than my own arbitrary limit.  It seems like if I only drink water, and the water isn't sitting in the cup, I could conceivably just keep drinking out of it, thereby making fewer dishes to wash.    I feel like Kramer in that episode of Seinfeld where he test drives a  car that Jerry is thinking of buying and pushes the gas gauge to the brink and then keeps going in a Thelma and Louise moment. Hahaa!  Good stuff.  But, I'll stop.  If I act like I have no limits, then ya'll will just stop taking me seriously.  Baby steps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-5053868220435296128?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/5053868220435296128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/overboard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5053868220435296128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5053868220435296128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/overboard.html' title='Overboard'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-9037461578823654799</id><published>2009-09-20T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:33:05.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Husband's Away...</title><content type='html'>My husband is livin' la vita loca in Chicago this weekend and usually he is my filter (no water pun intended) before I launch into my blogging frenzy.  Not having him around this weekend, I find myself not bereft of ideas, but swimming in a pool of topics (Say... that's another water pun!)  So if I sound like my three year old - who manages to go from airports to dinosaurs to lollipops within a one-minute conversation - forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I've been drinking water out of the same glass all weekend while the hubby's been away.  Not washing between drinks, I mean just refilling and gulping it down.  Is that gross?  It doesn't seem gross, but I'm open to your opinion.  I'm pointing this out because it's got me thinking.  Why the hell do I normally use a different glass every time I get thirsty or sit down to eat?  Am I the only one who does this?  Or the more ridiculous thing I'll do is I'll have a glass of water - WATER, okay? - and then I'll wash the glass like I've got Grace Jones  standing behind me with a whip.  I know my backwash isn't a river of gold, but do I really need to go to town on it like I've got the plague?  No.  So the new policy in my house is this: one day, one glass.  If you break your glass or lose it, get a straw and find a puddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, not only am I missing out on my husbands' stag weekend in Chi-town, but I was painfully reminded with a cackling speaker-phone call that my high school posse is together in New York this weekend.  Of course, thanks to this blog and all the wonderful things I'm finding out about about "blue gold," I think I managed to buzz kill my way through the case of wine they'd likely already enjoyed.  One mention of my friend's dishwasher and I went off to nerdville, telling them about the evils of bottled water and why they should be composting their trash and blah- blah-de-blah.  Good Lord, Karen!!!  But hopefully they're reading this so that I may redeem myself to them and anyone else who wants to hear my side of the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing: I wasted so much  time being oblivious to this issue that I get a little carried away when I start talking about it.  Before I know it, I end up sounding like some old guy, shaking his fist at kids playing ring-and-run - complete with milky white saliva-goo gathered at each side of the mouth.  I am sorry for getting that way - I realize it may annoy people.  But I do need a favor.  If you - whoever you are - read this blog, remember that you chose to read it instead of watching a sit-com or reading a novel.  You wanted honesty.  And here's the honest truth: if I can do these things, so can you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-9037461578823654799?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/9037461578823654799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-husbands-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/9037461578823654799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/9037461578823654799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-husbands-away.html' title='When the Husband&apos;s Away...'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-3679293429114195650</id><published>2009-09-19T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:23:13.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused, Perplexed, Puzzled and Bewildered</title><content type='html'>I don't know if you actually watched that documentary I posted yesterday, but man, that thing scared the living &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bejezus&lt;/span&gt; out of me.  I couldn't sleep.  I had to turn on reruns of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;/span&gt; fall asleep and then I dreamed about Coke building a plant next to my apartment building.  I should have posted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday the 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; instead.  It would have been a lot more relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up really grumpy from lack of sleep, but when you have a kid, the morning train never fails to pull into the station.  So there I was, reading picture books at 6:30 am.  Among the choices today was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sylvester and the Magic Pebble&lt;/span&gt; (William &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Steig&lt;/span&gt;).  If you're not familiar with it, I highly recommend it for kids of ALL ages - including you big kids reading this - for the beautiful lesson it teaches about appreciating what you have.  Of course, it was fitting for me since I couldn't help but take a moment to be thankful after watching yesterday's film.  But the part I'm thinking about is when Sylvester (who's a donkey) sees a hungry lion while holding the magic pebble. Being scared and flustered by the sight of the beast, he says "I wish I were a rock."  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Steig&lt;/span&gt; writes about how the lion bounds over just as Sylvester turns into a rock and ends up walking away, "confused, perplexed, puzzled and bewildered."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well folks, after seeing that piece last night, I'm the lion.  It's like, I've been tackling this problem the only way I know how - by using less water in my home.  I looked at the problem, and thought, "Hey, there's a water shortage in my area.  I know!  I'll just use less water!"  And just as I bounded over to face the problem head on, the whole thing went from being a donkey to a rock.  Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm confused, perplexed, puzzled and bewildered.  I mean, I'm taking the Navy showers, I'm putting crusted dishes in my dishwasher, I'm giving my plants every unused drop of water in the house and have sworn off bottled water.  But after last night's movie, well gosh, it seems like that's like putting a Hello Kitty band-aid on a gunshot wound.  So, now there's a new law in my house: the only bottled drinks allowed in my house will be juice, milk and alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know if I should make such a bold statement when  I first thought of it.  After all, I don't like being a hypocrite and I love a little lemonade in my water. But then I realized something.  Lemonade is made from LEMONS!  Are you thinking what I first thought?  Karen, you have to use the water anyway, so you might as well buy it and recycle the bottle.  But what was explained in the documentary is that if you water the crops to grow lemons, that water gets soaked back down into the ground and replenishes the land.  But if you take the water from one area, bottle it and then transport it to another location, the original site of the water simply dries up and becomes uninhabitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sylvester and the Magic Pebble, the confused lion simply walks away saying, "Maybe I'm going crazy."  Which is kind of what I did last night.  I didn't feel a renewed sense of energy, I just felt overwhelmed and turned to fiction for some sense.  But, if that lion had just looked down at his feet, he would have seen the magic pebble sitting there and he would have figured it out.  I may be perplexed, but I'm staying to figure this rock out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-3679293429114195650?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/3679293429114195650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/confused-perplexed-puzzled-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3679293429114195650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3679293429114195650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/confused-perplexed-puzzled-and.html' title='Confused, Perplexed, Puzzled and Bewildered'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1459437024513066683</id><published>2009-09-18T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:25:21.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It just took me about 30 minutes to figure out how to put this thing on Facebook.  Jeez!  I felt like an old lady, squinting at the screen and poking at the keys as if I'd never seen this computer whosey-whatsy before.  But, there is my little picture, sitting all by itself on the page.  So if you actually read this thing, become a fan and spread the word.  Then we can all kvetch about what to do with the gallons of water in the bathtub when your kid refuses to get in because if the  joker-smile outline of ice cream on his face is washed away he won't be able to taste it any time he wants.  Should you just let it go down the drain or should you use at least some of it for some other purpose, like watering your lawn.  Well, don't answer that until you watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3930199780455728313#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1459437024513066683?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1459437024513066683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-just-took-me-about-30-minutes-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1459437024513066683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1459437024513066683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-just-took-me-about-30-minutes-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-3726279755006437735</id><published>2009-09-17T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:41:33.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now that I've snubbed bottled water as part of my effort to conserve water (see past blog entries if you no speaka' me language).  I have been making a concerted effort to always leave the house with water for my kid and SOMETIMES I actually remember to leave with water for myself (Like most mommies, I'm like, "Me?  Who's that?")  But of course when I went to buy a little canteen cup for myself, I was really surprised to see that even at Target I could spend as much as over 20 bucks for - lets face it - a freakin CUP!  It's not like I went for the $1.99 clearance model, I went for a middle of the road, OXO (I love their stuff) hot/cold cup.  Well, man, I put coffee in that thing ONCE and every time I drink water in it now, I taste old Latte.  I love a foamy drink as much as the next gal, but getting hints of month-old espresso does not make me say "ahhh."  So A friend of mine recommended one to me, and I'm passing on her recommendation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We love out stainless steel water bottles from Klean Kanteen! We bought them online at   &lt;a href="http://www.kleankanteen.com/but" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.kleankanteen.co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;m/but&lt;/a&gt; now I see them at Whole Foods. NOT the Sigg bottles though-- if you drop a Sigg, you can crack the inside liner and then the bad chemicalinside is exposed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I figured, okay, here I go, springin' for one a' them there fancy-schmancy cups, but it turns out that it's about the same.  Go figure.  So, I don't know about you, but it's a done deal for me.  I mean, I can understand having coffee breath after a hot cuppa joe, but after 8 oz. of filtered water?  I don't think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-3726279755006437735?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/3726279755006437735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-that-ive-snubbed-bottled-water-as.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3726279755006437735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3726279755006437735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-that-ive-snubbed-bottled-water-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2602624888416405724</id><published>2009-09-16T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:46:28.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed You Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my stellar time management skills, I missed any opportunity I might have had to blog before konking out at about 9:30.  But thanks to a good night's sleep, I am finally remembering to brag about my dishwasher - something that I've been meaning to do for weeks now.  I may not be blood related to "Kenmore," but as far as I'm concerned, it can call me Mama. It is has been the biggest water-saving asset in my house.  Sure, I've been using it anyway, but day by day I have been rinsing the dishes less and less before putting them in the dishwasher and darn-it to hell, that baby has the dishes looking shinier than... well, okay, I'll stop with the drama.  They're clean, let's just put it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't want to get into a whole my-dishwasher-is-in-the-honors-program-at-school thing with you, but I think it's time that we all challenge our dishwasher to aim for the Dean's List.  If you're anything like my mother (hey, she deserves me talking smack about her behind her back on this thing.  She told me she hasn't read it yet!) you WASH the dishes before they go in the dishwasher.  Honey, that just don't make no kinda sense!   You can save as much as 20 gallons per load.  Something else I didn't know was that it actually takes more energy to heat up the water if you hand wash than is used by a dishwasher.  For more on this, and for recommendations of dishwashers that save the most energy and water you can go to: http://www.greenerchoices.org/products.cfm?product=watersaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to go back to my other dishwasher entry to see if I'm repeating myself, but gimme a break!  I'll need to lose 10 pounds and get a tummy tuck before something else can make me look this good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2602624888416405724?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2602624888416405724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/missed-you-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2602624888416405724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2602624888416405724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/missed-you-yesterday.html' title='Missed You Yesterday'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-8466279721085548814</id><published>2009-09-14T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:41:58.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Duh</title><content type='html'>Part of what made me nervous about writing about water conservation - aside from the fact that I was very nervous about sounding like a big dummy when it came to the facts - was getting my family to participate.  Here I was, thinking that my husband was going to put up a big stink every time I told him about a new water-saving strategy.  So the other day I put on my face that says, "I'm not nagging, I'm just informing..." and I told him about lowering the faucet to half pressure whenever you run the sink.  He looked at me and said, "I already do that."  Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my three year old, well, he was going to be the big problem in all of this, right?  Well, moms and dads out there, even a three year old can do this.  After only a couple of days worth of reminding, the child now turns on the sink and then twists the knob back just enough so that the water comes out at a lower pressure.  Seeing the mixed look of pride and shock, he smiled at me and said, "I'm saving water!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for anyone who is not doing this for the same reasons I wasn't doing any of this - because it's too complicated to get everyone on board - it's time to find another excuse.  If you're anything like me, you might discover that the only one who had to get on board was you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-8466279721085548814?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/8466279721085548814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-duh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8466279721085548814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8466279721085548814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-duh.html' title='No Duh'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-3343140065724694836</id><published>2009-09-13T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T15:17:46.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got 50 Cents?</title><content type='html'>The party was a success, even minus the bottled water.  Go figure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel comfortable spouting a few facts that I found that made me want to reverse the rotation of the earth to the days when we were happy just to sip water from a hose in the backyard and only people living in houses with columns out front would even consider buying their water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a very shallow amount of research surfaced the fact that the EPA is in charge of regulating tap water and the FDA is in charge of bottled.  So, I'm thinking, okay... government agency &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;abbreviations&lt;/span&gt; - someone is on it - that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alls&lt;/span&gt; I needs to here!  But then I read on (http://www.nytimes.com/gwire/2009/07/09/09greenwire-fewer-regulations-for-bottled-water-than-tap-g-33331.html):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FDA does not require bottled water companies to disclose to consumers where the water came from, how it has been treated or what contaminants it contains."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say that again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FDA does not require bottled water companies to disclose to consumers where the water came from, how it has been treated or what contaminants it contains...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... so what about tap water?  You would think, same deal, right?  Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Safe Drinking Water Act empowers EPA to require water testing by certified laboratories and that violations be reported within a specified time frame. Public water systems must also provide reports to customers about their water, noting its source, evidence of contaminants and compliance with regulations." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that I am only a budding nerd when it comes to all of this, I found this very enlightening.  You would think that for all that money, they would be filtering it through halos.  After all, if you chug your the recommended eight glasses a day from bottles, you could spend nearly $1,500 annually. The same amount of tap water would cost about 50 cents. (http://www.nytimes.com/2007/08/01/opinion/01wed2.html)  Meanwhile, the FDA is swinging in the breeze?  I don't know about you, but this is all I can handle for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-3343140065724694836?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/3343140065724694836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-50-cents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3343140065724694836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3343140065724694836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-50-cents.html' title='Got 50 Cents?'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-4882143068557628893</id><published>2009-09-12T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:20:15.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Nature's Tears of Joy</title><content type='html'>So, remember way back when I started this thing, I mentioned that it never rains here?  Well, upon my decision to take the bottled water back to Costco - opting for the more conservation-friendly decision to go to the trouble of having a pitcher of filtered water - guess what happened... it RAINED.  Hey, I'm not saying that it rained thanks to me, but you know, it probably did.  Earth's little thank you gift.  Imagine if we all stopped buying water??? The polar ice caps would stop melting, the smog would lift and a herd of woolly mammoths would emerge from the jungle!  You know, probably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not, but the point is this: conserving water may be a thankless job, but that doesn't mean it's not worth it.  No one ever high-fives me when I turn the sink pressure down and I never hear applause when I step out of my Navy shower.  And believe me, the guy at Costco couldn't give a flying fig newton that I was returning this case of water for the sake of my children (and his!).  I'm sure I even sacrificed a few points with my poor mother in-law, whom I dragged along with me.  But it just has to be done.  The only comfort is knowing that there is a possibility that someone else is making the same choices.  If you are, then go ahead and high-five your screen - I've got my hand up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is it for me and bottled water.  That's right.  Are you kidding, I just drove 5 miles to Costco to return 70 bottles of water for not even 7 bucks.  If I buy any now, I've really got to be crazy.  I'm going to have to leave the house prepared now, I know.  Especially for the kid's sake.  But this is it.  My house does need to be earthquake ready, and for that I will keep my emergency water, but other than that, we're done.  Now I have to tell my husband...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-4882143068557628893?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/4882143068557628893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-remember-way-back-when-i-started.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4882143068557628893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4882143068557628893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-remember-way-back-when-i-started.html' title='Mother Nature&apos;s Tears of Joy'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2314481677046586620</id><published>2009-09-11T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:11:53.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Message in a Bottle</title><content type='html'>I'm just going to say it.  I have 70 4-oz bottles of water sitting in my house.  Why is this a problem?  Well, given that I'm trying to conserve water, it pains me to think of how much water actually went into bottling this water.  I just read that it takes three times more water to make a bottle than the amount of water IN the bottle.  I didn't know if I could trust the source of that statement, so I looked elsewhere and read something that claimed it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seven&lt;/span&gt; times.  Well, damn-it, I was trying to find something that told me it was LESS, not more!  Okay, here's a little snippit of what I have to live knowing now (http://lighterfootstep.com/2008/05/five-reasons-not-to-drink-bottled-water/):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The corporatization of water&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;"In the documentary film &lt;a title="Thirst (POV)" href="http://www.pbs.org/pov/pov2004/thirst/about.html"&gt;Thirst&lt;/a&gt;, authors Alan Snitow and Deborah Kaufman demonstrated the rapid worldwide privatization of municipal water supplies, and the effect these purchases are having on local economies.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Water is being called the “Blue Gold” of the 21st century. Thanks to increasing urbanization and population, shifting climates, and industrial pollution, fresh water is becoming humanity’s most precious resource.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Multinational corporations are stepping in to purchase groundwater and distribution rights wherever they can, and the bottled water industry is an important component in their drive to commoditize what many feel is a basic human right: the access to safe and affordable water."&lt;/p&gt;Sooo, I'm reading this and looking at the bottles and bottles of water sitting in my entrance way and I know what I have to do.  I have to return it.  There's no way that I can claim to you that I am serious about this and then distribute these (Oh, did I mention that I bought them because we are having a party in the backyard?  Is that a good excuse to add to the demise of the earth's resources?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I don't want to go back to Costco tomorrow to return these suckers.  But I'm going to.  The next step in my endeavor is to swear off bottled water.  This is not going to be easy.  Especially when my toddler bellows about how thirsty he is.  Bottled water is easy.  It's within arm's length faster than you can say "1.5 million tons" (the amount of plastic waste created by water bottles every year).  But really, leaving the house without water is just a habit.  My new habit will be to always carry water on me.  No plastic water bottle, no bottled water.  I've got water coming out of all the faucets, and it turns out, it's no different than the water in the freakin bottles.  What!?  More on that tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2314481677046586620?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2314481677046586620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/message-in-bottle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2314481677046586620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2314481677046586620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/message-in-bottle.html' title='Message in a Bottle'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-3387440353588165064</id><published>2009-09-11T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:48:29.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know it's only been a day, but turning the sink to half the pressure has not stopped the rotation of the earth like I thought it would.  Even though less water is running out of the faucet, I don't find that I am taking any longer to wash my hands or a dish.  All this strategy really needs is a good slogan, and I feel like everyone would do it.  And imagine how much water we would save just by turning the pressure down to half every time you turn on the sink.  I once saw a sticker on a paper towel dispenser that read, simply, "These are made from trees."  Well, by gosh, I was sure not going to use my usual pile of towels thick enough to double as a mattress for a hobbit.  So what is a good slogan to put above the sink?  It's late, so there's no way I'm thinking of one right now - my only point is, this is simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-3387440353588165064?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/3387440353588165064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-its-only-been-day-but-turning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3387440353588165064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/3387440353588165064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-its-only-been-day-but-turning.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1578913587516078332</id><published>2009-09-09T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:19:11.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Blogger</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, I went to bed without blogging last night.  I was so tired!  But believe me, I faced sufficient punishment this morning when I did my daily water reading this morning.  Girl Googled "Water Shortage" instead of "Water Conservation."  Boy, that made me wish there was something stronger in my cup than coffee.  Here are some lines that are floating around in my head (hey, why should I be the only one losing sleep tonight!).  This is from http://water.org/facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;An American taking a five-minute shower uses more water than the typical person living in a developing country slum uses in a whole day. (1)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;884 million people, lack access to safe water supplies, approximately one in eight people. (5)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The water and sanitation crisis claims more lives through disease than any war claims through guns. (1)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Less than 1% of the world’s fresh water (or about 0.007% of all water on earth) is readily accessible for direct human use. (12)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The daily requirement for sanitation, bathing, and cooking needs, as well as for assuring survival, is about 13.2 gallons per person. (3)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Say what?  I'm sorry, back up... The daily requirement per person for assuring survival is only 13.2 gallons?  Okay, this is a good time to tell you what my water calculator told me the other day when I was too tired and grumpy to talk about it.  With all of my water saving strategies, it told me that I am using around 60 gallons of water.  60!  Even if I cut that in half, that is way more than 13.2.  Can you live with that?  Because I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a simple thing that I'm going to do.  I haven't yet read this, but I'm sure that this has been thought of by all of the experts.  I live in a rented apartment and I can't afford to go out and replace every faucet and toilet with the low-flow alternative.  But who says I have to turn on the faucet full blast every time I wash my hands or wash a pot.  Do I really need that sucker to wet my toothbrush with the pressure of a 4-alarm fire hose?  No.  I don't.  No one does.  It makes sense that someone's using 6 gallons of water to wash bagel crumbs off their breakfast dish if the sink is on full blast.  But it's totally unnecessary.  So, now, when the sink goes on, the habit I'm going to form is lowering it to half of the pressure if it has to run continuously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that I've started and am probably going to apply to more daily activities is plugging the drain.  My son has a mass of curly hair on his head and every morning it takes a very wet comb to tame it.  Usually I turn on the faucet every time I have to wet it again, but now I just plug the sink and dip the comb.  I don't see why I can't do that with my toothbrush and I know my husband can do that with his razor when he's shaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that water shortage is my new Google search, I have to say, I'm a little nervous about what I'm going to learn.  I can't look at my kid and know that this is the world I'm going to hand him.  And I know that I can't live with accepting that kids his age are not entitled to the same safe water that he is.  I can't.  These are such stupid little ways of dealing with this, but I just have to start with myself and my family first.  But I feel this issue starting to land in the pit of my stomach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1578913587516078332?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1578913587516078332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-blogger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1578913587516078332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1578913587516078332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad Blogger'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-8416496659680984299</id><published>2009-09-07T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:59:26.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am dedicated to this website.  I refuse to back down.  I am determined to write something every day.  But I'm afraid this will have to fulfill that promise.  It's late.  I'm so tired.  But for those of you reading this and losing faith in me, don't.  I actually did do the water calculator and the number was interesting.  And by "interesting" I mean, I've got more work to do.  And by "I've got more work to do" I mean I have to go to bed and deal with this in the morning.  More tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-8416496659680984299?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/8416496659680984299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-dedicated-to-this-website.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8416496659680984299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/8416496659680984299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-dedicated-to-this-website.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-319380579021924028</id><published>2009-09-06T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:04:36.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil In The Details</title><content type='html'>I am rushing to get this out because everything else I did today was done as purposefully slow as possible.  Surprisingly, I got about as much done as I usually do.  I don't know how that's possible, but here I am.  I'm not going to lie to you though - the other reason I'm burping this out so late in the day is that for the first time, I really am not sure what to say.  I didn't add any new water-saving trick to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;repertoire&lt;/span&gt;, nor did I look up any gloomy new facts about the future of clean water.  Hey, I'm an American enjoying a three day weekend!  Lay off, doomsday!  Like, I want to watch my kid run through a sprinkler, okay?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I have made a mental note worth writing.  In the short time that I have put my mind to this, I've noticed a distinct change in the way I'm thinking.   And when I do something absentmindedly, like pour my leftover drinking water down the drain, I kick myself.  I want to do better. I want this to count for something.  I don't know if it ever will in the grand scheme, but if I know that I could have flushed the toilet fewer times during the day, then I want to make sure that I don't pass that limit.  It means something to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was living in New York, my roommates and I had a running joke that simply walking out the door was $20.  It was true.  There was always something.  Even if you were going to the store to get a bottle of water, somehow, we'd return broke.  My attempt at water conservation is totally reminiscent of those days in my twenties when I would eat baked potatoes and ice cream for dinner to save money, but then find myself dolling out a couple of hundred dollars after stepping on someone's eyeglasses or some stupid thing like that.  It's the same thing with this effort to save water.  Today, I poured some water back and forth between two bowls in the sink so that I didn't have to run the faucet to rinse them.  But then when it came time to do laundry, I spilled gobs of laundry detergent on my quarters and had to use God-knows-how-much water to rinse them off because there was no plug in the basin in the laundry room.  Well, crap!  What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally think I know where this entry is going (please understand that I am wading through delirium in order to figure this out).  I recently came across a water usage "calculator."  (http://ga.water.usgs.gov/edu/sq3.html) I keep telling myself that I am going to wait to use it because I want to get it down to as little as possible.  But I don't think there will come a day when I don't feel like I have used too much water, or that I haven't wasted water at some point.  I mean, soapy quarters?  Who would have seen that coming? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think at this point, I just have to do it  and see what the verdict is.  Hey, it's going to be tough to look at the number of gallons of water I use, but perhaps it will motivate me even more to conserve water.  So tomorrow, I'm going to calculate.  Well, maybe I'll wait until Tuesday.  Hello???  Three day weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-319380579021924028?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/319380579021924028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/devil-in-details.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/319380579021924028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/319380579021924028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/devil-in-details.html' title='Devil In The Details'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2083524437161164414</id><published>2009-09-05T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:25:02.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Water Into Whine</title><content type='html'>I feel like a performer who doesn't want to go on stage today.  Just kind of tired - like all I want to do is lie on the couch.  I feel a really boring entry coming on, but today is one of those days that I'm just happy I'm actually sitting down and doing it.  The thing that motivated me to finally start typing was the bottle of water sitting on the table in my living room.  Yes, a bottle of water.  I bought it at the farmers market this morning despite my doing everything else in the most environmentally friendly way possible - canvas bag, biodegradable plastic bags, returning the strawberry containers, and buying only organic food.  Yet I bought this water.  Well, I was thirsty!  Yes, I should have a steel cup with ice water in it.  But I didn't.  I bought water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is that I am hoping that I get to the point where I no longer do it.  Where I refuse to do it.  I hope I get to the point where I am always prepared and I never feel like I am going to deprive my thirsty child.  The bottle of water sitting in my living room is the reason I wanted to start this.  Bottled water is the reason this issue scares me so much.  But right now, I know I'm still part of the problem.  I want to get to the point where I am no longer part of the problem.  So here I am, tired, cranky and wanting to watch my DVR'd episode of Project Runway.  But I'm going to write about what's going on in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it common knowledge that using the dishwasher uses less water than washing by hand.  I actually did know that, but I really had no idea how much until I read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.savewaternow.com/water_saving.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently you can save about 1000 of water if you run the dishwasher when it's full (I don't know about you, but it seems like mind is ALWAYS full).  Everyone knows that you have to hand wash certain things every now and then.  But I read a couple of interesting things that you can do to use less water when you do have to hand wash that I am going to adopt.  One is filling the sink with water and using that to do the initial wash.  The other idea was to use as little dish soap as possible so that you don't have to use as much water to rinse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while now, I have been buying a huge thing of dish soap at Costco and then refilling a smaller dispenser that I keep by my sink.  I'm not sure why I started this, but I always fill it with about half water and half soap.  Now, I know you think I'm going to say that this was a waste of water, but I think it's actually been a water saver.  The soap isn't as thick, so there is not as much rinsing.  Let's face it, you don't need that much soap to get the dish or pan clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to  force myself to drink the rest of that bottle of water I have sitting on the table.  Before I can force this stuff down everyone else's throat, I've got to force it down my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2083524437161164414?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2083524437161164414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-feel-like-performer-who-doesnt-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2083524437161164414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2083524437161164414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-feel-like-performer-who-doesnt-want.html' title='Turning Water Into Whine'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-7795980809101806948</id><published>2009-09-04T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:23:25.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Navy... La la la la la la!</title><content type='html'>So, I caught project runway during the second show and - as anyone with TiVo or DVR knows - I couldn't believe how much longer it took to watch something that hadn't been recorded.  So, I hit the shower with plans to watch the rest of the program without commercial interruption courtesy of my beloved fast-forward button.  Because, of course, my usual shower, from start to finish, would cause me to have enough wiggle room to breeze through anything I didn't want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got out of the shower, my husband looked at me like I had four heads.  "Wow!  That was fast!"  Given his surprise, my initial reaction was to call him out for obviously not reading my blog yesterday, because if he had, he might have guessed how I had pulled off such a superman-in-the-telephone-booth moment - the Navy shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right folks, I turned off the shower head whenever I wasn't rinsing.  And while I did deprive myself of the frivolous back massage, it was not bad at all.  Most important factor was that I was not cold like I thought I was going to be.  And because the water was off, I made it a point to soap up faster so that I could turn it back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, unlike the toilet flushing, this is going to be a lot easier to get used to.  I took a shower after my run today (I usually only take one shower a day, mind you, but yesterday was an exception.  90 degree weather and a 60 degree angle on the hill outside my house.  You do the stinky math!) and I noticed myself feeling how wasteful it was  to have the water running when I wasn't actually rinsing or using it.  At that moment I had a flashback to my early twenties when I traveled around Europe and I had to pay for the water in my shower at this one youth hostle in Switzerland.  Believe me, water suddenly did not become necessary for most of the shower when I had to take a walk of shame to put more money in the timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have never been brave enough to actually join the Navy - the least I can do is follow their rules to conserve water!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-7795980809101806948?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/7795980809101806948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-navy-la-la-la-la-la-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7795980809101806948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/7795980809101806948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-navy-la-la-la-la-la-la.html' title='In The Navy... La la la la la la!'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2957021583319196416</id><published>2009-09-03T13:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:47:50.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathing Beauty</title><content type='html'>My friend left me a voicemail today reminding me of the saying "if it's yellow, let it mellow.  If it's brown, flush it down."  hahaa!!!  I remember the first time I heard that expression... My friend from Kentucky told me about it and I think I regurgitated my lunch.  Look at me now, teaching it to my little one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep reading that one should "take shorter showers"  when trying to conserve water.  Of course, that is very logical, but is it just me, or does everyone lose all concept of time in the shower?  I mean, believe me, I do not have a very strong concept of time to begin with, but really, when that hot water hits my back, everything else stops!  Actually, I know I'm not the only one.  I mean, all you have to do is go to home depot to see the wall of different shower heads promising to massage your back better than Red Door.  That leads me to believe that I'm not the only one standing there dribbling for the first minute or so.  Here's the skinny on water usage during a shower:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.epa.gov/watersense/water/simple.htm#shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;A full bath tub requires about 70 gallons                of water, while taking a five-minute shower uses 10 to 25 gallons.              &lt;strong&gt;... &lt;/strong&gt;If you take a bath, stopper the drain                immediately and adjust the temperature as you fill the tub"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 to 25 gallons? Ummm, that's a big difference!  Of course, it depends on how old your shower head is and whether or not it is "low-flow."  Of course, this always makes me think of that Seinfeld episode... but if I can use 10 as opposed to 20 gallons, I'll just figure out a new hair style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, for anyone who is really serious, there's the "Navy Shower":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/02/26/navy-shower-can-reduce-wa_n_170112.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Navy Shower is 'the term used for a water-saving technique that was started in the Navy to help save precious freshwater aboard ships. The basic idea is to hop in the shower, get wet all over, turn off the water while soaping up, and then rinse clean. The small change in routine makes a huge difference: a regular shower can use as much as 60 gallons of water, while a Navy shower can check in at about 3 gallons.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I know you're not reading this for the lecture.  You're reading this to see what I am going to do, right?  I am going to work my way up to the Navy Shower.  Yes, folks.  That's right.  I'm going to turn off the faucet.  Now let me just tell you this is not going to be easy for me.  I get COLD, and I'm a huge baby about being cold.    But, like I said, I am going to work my way up to it - or should I say "down"?  Tomorrow morning, some time after my workout and before the 10 gun salute, I'm going to take my first steps toward a full on navy shower!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2957021583319196416?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2957021583319196416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/bathing-beauty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2957021583319196416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2957021583319196416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/bathing-beauty.html' title='Bathing Beauty'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-4487761875748445119</id><published>2009-09-02T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:18:26.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reflex</title><content type='html'>The toilet flushing issue is a problem for me.  I never before counted flushing the toilet as a reflex, just a voluntary act following whatever business one takes care of.  But now, I say it's a reflex.  And as far as a toddler is concerned, well it's just plain old fun.  Water is fun in general.  My little one thinks watering the plants with whatever is left in his cup is so much fun, he grumps at me when I tell him he can't give the plant his leftover milk.  Of course, just when I thought he was really getting the purpose of putting our leftover water to use, I found him running back and forth to the plant with his cup from lunch while I was on the phone.  He was filling it up with water from the bathroom - leaving the faucet on the whole time.  Yeah, we're not perfect in this house, but we sure know a good time!  The plant is loving life here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the toilet.  The reflex of flushing.  I wish I could take a poll of peoples gross meters.  Is every other flush gross?  I don't really think so.  Is every three flushes gross?  Maybe I should find out how much water the new toilets use and subtract that number from the number of gallons mine uses and only flush the number of times to make the two equal.  Whoa!  Did anyone understand that?  We have friends coming to visit, so I think whatever plan I come up with will have to wait until they're gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, My compost garbage (Still not using the garbage disposal, boo hoo) is making me think that I should start a blog about food conservation.  I think we are wasting too much food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-4487761875748445119?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/4487761875748445119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/reflex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4487761875748445119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4487761875748445119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/reflex.html' title='The Reflex'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-1161047589553316600</id><published>2009-09-01T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:08:00.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, little did I know that, while I was here in my apartment asking the plumber to lower the water level in my toilet so it wouldn't waste water, a RIVER of water was gushing down my street.  It seems PG&amp;amp;E was doing some work in the area and broke an apartment building's water pipe.  Did I mention it was a river?  Like, it put me in the mood for some tubing.  Of course, when I asked the construction guy (who was part of the fix-it crew) how much water he thought it was, he raised his eyebrows and spoke out of the side of his mouth, "A lot." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, I really felt like a fool going home and insisting that we only flush every other time someone pees, or keeping a big pot of corn water on my stove to soak dishes when the Nile was winding its way around my neighborhood.  The big issue for me, also, was that no one seemed to give a shit.  I mean, I mentioned the fix-it crew, but they all looked like they were at a barbeque.  I'm one little person.  They were five big guys with a giant yellow excavator.  Come on!  Someone ring a bell or sound an alarm.    This is an emergency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-1161047589553316600?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/1161047589553316600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-little-did-i-know-that-while-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1161047589553316600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/1161047589553316600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-little-did-i-know-that-while-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2958052546136586871</id><published>2009-08-31T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:12:00.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Goes Down Must Come Up?</title><content type='html'>Plumbers are in my bathroom right now because I put baby wipes down the toilet in the midst of a potty training plunder.  Some advice: DON'T PUT WIPES DOWN THE TOILET.  Well this experience not only put a dent in my bank account (and my dignity after trying to lie about how many wipes actually went down there.  "Errr... four?"  How was I supposed to know they would all come out still fully INTACT???) but also I am down a few gallons (I'm guessing) of water because of all of the "testing" that went into making sure the pipe was clear.  This plumber did not look like the kind of person that I felt comfortable saying, "um, excuse me, but can you let that water run into this here watering can.  She was hard at work and I stayed out of the way.  I'm sorry guys, tomorrow's another day.  Did anyone else do something to save water that will make up for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did pick her brain about how much water my toilet was using and she said probably about 3 gallons.  So I had her lower the water level in the tank.  Hah!  I just made that sound like it was my idea.  SHE said she would lower the water level for me.  Unfortunately, the toilet very old and is still using a lot of water.  Needless to say, we're going to have to figure something out.  Another new policy is about to go into effect.  A flushing policy.  What the policy is just yet, I can't say.  I can't exactly tell my toddler that we don't flush the toilet when we pee, because other people might take offense.  I'm going to have to get back to ya'll on this one.  In the meantime, I have to go cry about how much this little experience has cost me (in dollars and water).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2958052546136586871?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2958052546136586871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-goes-down-must-come-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2958052546136586871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2958052546136586871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-goes-down-must-come-up.html' title='What Goes Down Must Come Up?'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-6399436931745948470</id><published>2009-08-30T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:16:53.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corny Can Be Good</title><content type='html'>My husband told me today that saving water is not going to catch on until we have a system where each household is only given a certain amount of water each day.  He said he is sure that it is going to come to that some day.  Am I a terrible person for thinking that that might not be the worst thing in the world?  I know many people would think that's Un-American, but when I think of the world that my son will have to live in if we don't start getting serious, I get so scared, I'm not really concerned what that kind of label that statement puts on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's actually a guy on facebook named Kevin Freedman in Winnepeg who challenged himself to live on 25 liters a day.  Wanting to raise awareness about people who suffer from water shortages, like refugees who live on 15-20 (sometimes as little as 5) liters a day, this limited water supply was to be used for everything from cooking to bathing to cleaning.  EVERYTHING.   You might want to look him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywway, back to the latest step in water conservation for this house.  Last night I made corn on the cob.  Only four cobs took at least two gallons of water (Hmmm, no I didn't measure.  Maybe I should have.  Sorry, I'm learning).  Anyway, when it came time for cleanup, I saw this big pot of water and knew if I pour this corny smelling water down the drain, I'm going to have to confess it to the whole world on this blog.  So I left it there, sitting in the pot on the stove.  Every time I passed it, I knew that I was going to have to think of a way to use this water (Oh, I should mention that my plants are VERY well taken care of from the other water I'm saving, and the lawn gets watered by the landscape company for the building.  So that would just be wasting it too.)  Then at lunch, I made a bunch of stuff that stuck to the pan that would be a pain in the butt to get off.  Finally, I figured it out.  I could use the water to soak the pans with the sticky stuff in it.  Is it a sign that my life is getting too boring when stuff like this makes me happy?  (Please don't answer that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so if you haven't fallen asleep by now (I know when I haven't written the most riveting entry!) I just want to leave you with an anecdote.  My little one hates it when I use the garbage disposal.  So when I opened the cabinet today, he gave me the look.  The look that says, "oh gosh, here it comes..." But given my new policy - no more garbage disposal - I told him not to worry, that I wasn't going to use it anymore, and started to explain why.  But he interrupted me and said, "Because it wastes water."  I'm so proud.  It makes me really happy to know that, while for me, these things are going to be tough to learn, for my son, it's going to become second nature to him.  (He also knew that the pit from the plum he ate was to go in our new compost garbage bag, but now I'm just bragging...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-6399436931745948470?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/6399436931745948470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/corny-can-be-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6399436931745948470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6399436931745948470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/corny-can-be-good.html' title='Corny Can Be Good'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-9112730056672576811</id><published>2009-08-29T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:18:41.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I knew once I started reading about water conservation that I was going to come across a lot of scary stuff that would motivate me to continue to conserve water.  But the other day I came across something I really didn't want to hear. I mean, tell me to pee in the shower, sure!  I'll do it.  But this... THIS? Rrrr...  Okay, now I've made a big deal about it and when you hear what it is you're going to think I'm overreacting.  It's the garbage disposal.  The garbage disposal I have always lived without until about a year and a half ago.  But now that I have one, I throw EVERYTHING in there.  No more stinky trash.  Just send it to magical, fairy garbage land and never think about it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, according to http://www.monolake.org/about/waterconservation, it turns out that using my garbage disposal less can save me 50-150 gallons of water a month.  It's just something I can't ignore if I'm going to do this right.  Of course, I could throw all of it into the garbage, but they recommend composting.  How right you are people who are way smarter than me!  But um,  I live in an apartment and I don't think my neighbors would appreciate me taking up their yard with a compost heap.  So, I looked it up and I easily found out that there is an entire website for my area's waste collection.  There is a special garbage can for all foodwaste (which must be put in a brown bag, milk container or ice cream container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's so easy just to send it down a magical pipe in my sink!!!  No!  No, Karen, stop it!  50-150 Gallons.  Goodbye garbage disposal!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-9112730056672576811?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/9112730056672576811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-knew-once-i-started-reading-about.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/9112730056672576811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/9112730056672576811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-knew-once-i-started-reading-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-6364484369156086422</id><published>2009-08-28T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:52:08.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nagging Quota Filled</title><content type='html'>I knew it was going to be tricky.  After all, this water-saving thing is my deal, not my husband's.  But how could I sit here and nerd-off on this stuff day after day if I don't get my whole family involved?  I can't.  So I filled my nagging quota for  the week and- uh... "informed" my husband that he will have to stop letting the sink run (at full blast!) while he brushes his teeth.  He smiled, as if he knew that this mission was bound to affect him sooner or later, and he said, "Doesn't that water just get recycled?"  Uhhh... Hey, what are you looking at me for?  I never said I knew any real facts about this stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, put on your varsity jacket, grab your trapper keeper and take a trip with me back to science class.  Here's what the "Water Science for Schools" page on the US Geological Survey site says (http://ga.water.usgs.gov/edu/qahome.html#HDR2):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="HDR2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Q: Where does it go after we are done with it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="redheadbold"&gt;  A:&lt;/span&gt; Water leaving our homes generally goes either into a septic tank in the back yard where it evaporates or seeps back into the ground, or is sent to a sewage-treatment plant through a sewer system.  In 1995, the last year for which consumptive-use data was compiled, about 26 percent of the water coming from our homes was "consumptively used." That is, it was  &lt;a href="http://ga.water.usgs.gov/edu/watercycleevaporation.html" title="Learn about evaporatin and the water cycle. "&gt;evaporated&lt;/a&gt; or  &lt;a href="http://ga.water.usgs.gov/edu/watercycletranspiration.html"&gt;transpired&lt;/a&gt; from yards. The other 74 percent was discharged to septic tanks or sewage-treatment plants, where it was cleaned and sent into streams, or sometimes reused for other purposes, such as watering golf courses and parks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76 percent!  No wonder golf courses are so green!  This paragraph actually raised more questions for me, like, what is considered consumptively used?   More research is necessary, but for now, here's the thing I'm going to focus on:  my husband turned it off the sink while brushing his teeth.  Well, babe, if you're reading this, you saved up to 8 gallons of water today by doing that - as long as you do it again when you brush tonight! (I know, there I go, "informing" again!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-6364484369156086422?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/6364484369156086422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/nagging-quota-filled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6364484369156086422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/6364484369156086422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/nagging-quota-filled.html' title='Nagging Quota Filled'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2034964695477003808</id><published>2009-08-27T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:17:29.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Refusing To Get "Pooped"</title><content type='html'>Are you sitting down?  Well, actually, even if you are, I'm not going to show you what I want to show you just yet.  I'm going to preface it with a little anecdote that might help you take in the information I'm about to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fine water-saving day.  I followed all my little rules like shutting off the water when brushing my teeth and I instructed the little one not to let the sink continue to run when he's finished washing his hands.  Hey, it's a slow process, but we're headed in the right direction.  Then, my potty trainer had a code brown.  Needless to say, it was upsetting for both of us.  Of course in an effort to be supportive, I kept my tone easy-breezy and we headed into the bathroom so I could perform the ultimate super-parent doody... er- I mean, DUTY, and clean him off while not for one second making him feel like this was anything to be ashamed of.  And boy did I do a great job.  One arduous cleanup session and poof!  Psychological crisis averted!  Then I noticed the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had turned on the sink in order to wash my hands (I'll let you guess WHY I had to wash my hands in the midst of all of this) only to immediately continue tending to his needs.  Are you going to make me say it?  Don't make me say it!!!  Ugh!  Okay... I left the sink running.  The whole time.  THE WHOLE TIME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm taking it so hard.  Well, maybe I do.  Here I am, trying to be a better person so that I can pass on a better world to future generations and one brush with poop turns me back into the same wasteful person I thought I'd written off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm telling this story because, if you're anything like me, you look at the list of things you should be doing to conserve water or save the planet or maintain a healthy lifestyle, help your fellow man and it gets overwhelming.  And then, if you're anything like me, it just gets to be too much and you just say screw it and you let the water run, throw your used batteries in the trash, eat a box of doughnuts and give your neighbor the finger.  But I refuse to take this experience and let it prove to myself that this is impossible.  However, I also will stop telling myself that anything like this will ever happen again.  I am not perfect.  I am not an extremist.  I'm just a person who is doing her best to hand over a better planet.  And, despite all my flaws (particularly when there is poop loose in the room), I'm not even going to consider that what I'm doing means nothing.  Screw that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, still sitting?  Good.  Now for the link to your "water footprint."  (I know, "Gulp!")  This gives examples of how much water is used, not only directly by you, say when you brush your teeth or take a shower, but also indirectly.  For example, it takes 37 gallons of water to make my beloved morning coffee.    Then the chart offers alternatives that use less water, like tea.  I know, some of us would rather never shower again to make up for the water before giving up their morning Frappa Cappa Mocha whatever.  You'll know if I do - this blog will get bitchy real fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how is the poop story related to this link (below)?  The point is we should all remember that we're not perfect.  Life is always going to throw curve balls or random bodily functions at us that cause us to mess up.  Take in the information and do what you can.  It means something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.good.is/post/transparency-how-much-water-do-you-use/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2034964695477003808?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2034964695477003808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/refusing-to-get-pooped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2034964695477003808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2034964695477003808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/refusing-to-get-pooped.html' title='Refusing To Get &quot;Pooped&quot;'/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-2025940152410120891</id><published>2009-08-26T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:03:19.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so when your toddler stops himself from pouring the extra water down the drain and says, "I want to give it to the plant," you know you're making progress.  Hey, I never said that I was saving the world, just a little water.  But I'm hoping that's all it takes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By tomorrow we will have a watering can by the sink (hey I've got a life just like you, so I have to make time for this stuff!), but for now, we're using big cups.  It's not gallons of water a day, but maybe it will amount to a gallon a week - 52 a year.  Then there are those times that I let the water run, waiting for it to get hot or cold.  Honestly, I'm gonna need a big bucket/watering can for all the water that wastes.  According to monolake.org, a household can save 200-300 gallons of water a MONTH just by saving that water, say, by making sure that you keep cold, filtered water in your refrigerator.  That's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look this stuff up, I have to say, I'm floored by how much information is out there about saving water.  Am I the only one who has been ignorant of these tips?  Am I alone the reason that the water supply problem has become this huge problem?  Well, geez, I'm sorry!  I'm getting with the program, okay!  Here's what the government (the epa) said about me (well, they said "homes" but I'm sure it was just their passive aggressive way of talking about me behind my back):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Water                Supply and Use in the United States&lt;/h1&gt;             &lt;p&gt;Water covers approximately 70 percent of the Earth's surface, but                less than 1 percent of that is available for human use. The world                must share this small amount for agricultural, domestic, commercial,                industrial, and environmental needs. Across the globe, water consumption                has tripled in the last 50 years. Managing the supply and availability                of water is one of the most critical natural resource issues facing                the United States and the world. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;Homes use more than half of publicly supplied water in the United                States, which is significantly more than is used by either business                or industry. A family of four can use approximately 400 gallons                of water every day. Those amounts used can increase depending on                location; for example, the arid West has some of the highest per                capita residential water use because of landscape irrigation. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;With water use in the United States increasing every year, many                regions are starting to feel the pressure. In the last five years,                nearly every region of the country has experienced water shortages.                At least 36 states are anticipating local, regional, or statewide                water shortages by 2013, even under non-drought conditions. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;To help American homes and business make more efficient use of                their water, EPA has developed WaterSense, a partnership program.                By offering simple ways to reduce water use through water-efficient                product choices—with no sacrifice to quality or product performance—WaterSense                helps Americans save water and money. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;http://epa.gov/WaterSense/pubs/supply.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-2025940152410120891?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/2025940152410120891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-so-when-your-toddler-stops-himself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2025940152410120891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/2025940152410120891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-so-when-your-toddler-stops-himself.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-5677080375767444457</id><published>2009-08-25T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:01:53.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's tough to top peeing in the shower... so I've been thinking about what to write all day.  What I really want to talk about is bottled water, but honestly, I'm not ready for that topic.  I'm not ready to address how horrible I think it is.  I'm not ready to address what I think should be done. Because, to be honest, I still find myself - not often, mind you - but every now and then, buying and drinking bottled water.  So what kind of a hypocrite would I be if I damned everyone who did it.  I'm not there yet, and I would imagine anyone reading this is not there yet either.  Perhaps in writing on this topic day after day, I will get there.  WE will get there together.  But for now, I think it's best to stick with reality.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you've got a filter, like me, yay for us.  But what really happens after you take a few sips of the water you pour in your glass?  Do you leave it on the kitchen table like me and start your day, only to find it there 8 hours later.  You think I'm going to tell you to drink it like a good citizen, right?  Well, if you're a better person than me, then drink up.  I mean, honestly, you're right.  It's not like a chicken leg, it doesn't go bad.  But if you're anything like me, when you get home, the last think you want is an old glass of warm water.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what do we lesser humans do?  Got plants?  Got a garden?  Fill your watering can with it the water you don't drink.  Fill your watering can with any water you don't use.  Keep the watering can by the sink where you feel the most water gets wasted.  In fact, keep one by every sink if you want.  Believe me, your plants won't mind moldy water.  And if they do, they can't say anything.  Sucka's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-5677080375767444457?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/5677080375767444457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-tough-to-top-peeing-in-shower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5677080375767444457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/5677080375767444457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-tough-to-top-peeing-in-shower.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. Hartline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04175513732010291992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112420974720155705.post-4326888653870763793</id><published>2009-08-24T11:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T12:42:52.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never really thought about water before.  Water... what?  It comes out of the sink and shower whenever I want and on a good day I drink 4 glasses and feel bad about not drinking the healthy-person minimum of 8.  Sure, every now and then I would hear on the news that it hadn't rained enough and that homeowners could only water their lawns on certain days.  Stores were occasionally told not to use a turbo hose with enough force to knock over a delivery truck just to rid the sidewalk of a few bubble gum wrappers .  But no matter what, water still came out of the sink.  It was still neatly stacked in every corner store.  It was still nothing to think about.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I moved to a place where it never rains - apart from the "rainy season," which only lasts a couple of months - I started to think about it.  I know, those of you living in a place where it rains all the time are probably thinking, Awesome!  But when it never rains, turning on the sink becomes a very different experience.  You watch the water escape down the drain and you start to think about it being gone.  You think of all the other things it could have been used for other than filling the time while I put the toothpaste on my toothbrush.  But it's just gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a regular person.  But I'm a regular person who's been thinking about water lately.  And then I heard something that scared me so much that you know what I did?  I  ignored it.  I had to.  It was too scary to think about: "Water is the next oil."  I know this is not a new idea.  It's been said before.  But never to me while living in a place where it never rains.   Water is the next oil... Abort all thinking!  Abort all thinking!  Go to happy place!  And I did.   As I said, I'm a regular person.  Some things are just too big for me to handle.  I'm not a super hero.  I'm not even Angelina Jolie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I saw something that someone posted on facebook.  A commercial from Brazil for peeing in the shower.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gESV9nTMBTc&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=A453E1C0FC5DF21C&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;index=18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peeing in the shower?  Is it a gross thing to do, yes.  But is it a super hero thing to do?  No.  Turns out, all the water from your toilet goes to the same place as the water from your shower.  And if you get any on your leg, well by gosh, there's a bar of soap at your fingertips.  And while you're giving your leg an extra scrub, you can get your mind off of what you just did by thinking about this: a regular Joe or Jane can save hundreds of gallons of water a year by peeing in the shower.  Isn't that gross... er, I mean... great?  Hey, just don't tell anyone you do it.  I'm certainly not going to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, as it turns out, it's possible to come out of my happy place stupor and still be happy even without being Bono or Angelina.  Hey, who knows if peeing in the shower is something they do?  Is it possible that this makes me an even better person than them?  (Don't answer that!)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112420974720155705-4326888653870763793?l=everylastdrip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/feeds/4326888653870763793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-never-really-thought-about-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4326888653870763793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112420974720155705/posts/default/4326888653870763793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everylastdrip.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-never-really-thought-about-water.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen T. 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