On becoming granola...

As I've said before, my husband is very much into protecting the environment, recycling, blah, blah, blah. Recently, I've discovered it is much easier for me to go along with him than live with the guilt of watching him dig through our trash to separate out the cardboard, paper, tin, glass, and plastic. I'm kind-of digging on the whole conservation thing. Yesterday I spent 45 minutes looking for a diaper service in my area so I could use CLOTH DIAPERS. That's right. CLOTH. (I haven't told Warren yet about my plan to use cloth diapers--that's his Christmas present.) And, like most things in my life, I've completely overkilled