today was a suburban day

Thanks to Edmunda, I am jumping back on the blog-train. Complete with a makeover, Dirty Toes is back! I am no longer in Hawaii and I am no longer in Argentina. I am, however back at my parents house in San Diego. To give you a taste of that life, here's what I did today:

To start things off, I went to work for two whole hours. After that exertion, I came home and read an article about the damaging effects of plastic water bottles in the local COOP’s newsletter and implored mother to stop buying plastic water bottles. Feeling responsible, I spent six minutes watering the potted tomatoes and dwarf citrus trees on the front patio. Then I went to yoga class—the sweaty kind—and followed it up with a visit to the aforementioned COOP where I bought three pluots, two Bosc pears, two ruby grapefruits, a small grouping of yellow dates shaped like quail eggs, a bunch of rainbow chard, some spinach and a guava Kombucha. All of this (excepting the Kombucha, which I drank in the car) I carried home in my own, 100% post-consumer recycled grocery bag. Now I’m blogging. Mummy said she brought home some wild Alaskan Salmon from Costco so I am now to go cook it. With the spinach of course.

Sometimes it is too easy to make fun of myself.