Look for the Union Label

I recently watched a documentary on what has happened to the garment industry. It chronicled the decline of said industry. At one time, the garment industry was the largest employer in NYC. Now less than 5% of clothing worn in this country is made in this country. The reason why this latched on in my mental mind, (1) because I have been on a purchasing fast with regard to clothing and (2) my mother took me shopping for my bornday. She wanted to buy me something pretty.

I buy as much American as I can find. I have owned 5 cars, all of them American. I really wanted a Prius this last time, but I could not bring myself to buy one. And every time I see one pass me I tear up a little. But I think it’s important to support your own. And since I am a resident and citizen of this country, I feel it’s our duty to make supporting your own a priority.

In this society we have moved away from ‘we’ to ‘me’. That’s not cool. Me cannot support a whole country and our nonchalance for what happens to others will eventually slap us in the face. If our choices cause another family to starve, then our taxes will increase to support them on welfare or in prison. And there are more than just one person losing the ability to feed their families. Then it will become too expensive to own property. You got it like that?

You cannot have a society where all three classes are not represented. Low, middle and upper. It is real easy for people to turn their noses up at people who work jobs you think are beneath you. Blue color jobs in this country, support this country. But in the last few decades, it has become shameful in being a blue collar employee. Very few children now a days aspire to jobs like firemen, police officers, teachers, hairdressers, and so on. People usually fall into these jobs because what they were shooting for didn’t work out. But what happens when there is nothing to fall back on? Then what are you supposed to do? And don’t get it twisted, there are some jobs that grown folks just won’t get hired to do. Yeah, you got grown folks delivering papers, but how many grown folks you see flipping burgers. And you wonder why there are so many homeless, jobless folks out there. Being middle class has become shameful.

OK. I have said all of this to say, it is important for all of us to be mindful to support our own. Yes you may feel, and validly so, that big companies won’t miss your money. But for every cheap blouse you buy, you are supporting some Indian or Chinese family while starving your cousin in NY. For every foreign car you purchase, you support a German or Japanese family but causing widespread poverty in Detroit. You free to do what you want, after all this is America. But if we don’t look after our own, who will? You think people abroad are buying Chryslers and Fords? And do the Knowledge, the United States of America does not have a big export market unless you wanna count the military.


Peace

You know what I did last night?

I made my own salad dressing and it wasn?t that difficult and it wasn?t nearly as expensive as I thought it was gonna be. Hmmm?..

One of the things I said I was gonna start doing was make more of my own food items. The items that we buy without giving much thought to it. Like salad dressing. mayonnaise, ketchup, stuff like that. Since I have come to read labels, I have noticed that there are disturbing additives in prepared and processed foods. DISTURBING. And to be perfectly honest, I have no remembrance of NOT purchasing certain foods. Condiments, syrups, bread, fish sticks, etc. We are so removed from the cooking process and have become disconnected from the food we put in our bodies. Maybe that?s one of the reasons why we are so fat as a Nation. We don?t have respect for what it takes to get food to the plate. How animals are slaughtered. How labor intensive it is to grow food.

I grew some cucumbers this past summer as an experiment, and I have to tell you, it was not easy. And I grew them bad boys in a container at my front door and I bitched? a lot. But I have a ridiculous respect for cucumbers and now I know what they are supposed to taste like and I know that it is not an easy process. It reminds me of grace that I used to pray over my food in the 85% day??I thank you creator for all that it takes to move food from your bounty to here on our plates. Peace.? That prayer wasn?t good enough for Christians then either. I swear you can?t please them, But I digress.

So I made an garlic, orange, ginger olive oiled based dressing to be a dip for some nori rolls. It is delicious. Damn delicious is a better description. I put some on some left over kale salad and it was off the chain. And I didn?t buy anything special to make it with. Just used some stuff I had laying around the kitchen. Here are some of my observations?. When you make a something, especially the way I made it, you cannot guarantee that it will taste the same every time you make it. Any food that I consistently make from scratch taste different every batch. Another thing I can say that I might have a problem with is that I didn?t make a whole bottle of it. And probably would never unless I was having a dinner party. When you make foods yourself, you are preparing them sans the preservatives and they will go bad quickly. So you have to make it every time you want to use it. That can be off putting. I have some ketchup that has been in my refrigerator for nearly 10 years. Yes it separates but all you have to do is shake it up and it goes back together. Don?t forget about adding water to it and shaking it up. I probably have 5 more years of ketchup in that container, that will be just as red and just as sweet in 5 years as it is today and was 10 years ago. That should be off putting.

Well, with anything new and important, there will be a period of adjustment. It took me a minute to get used to using grocery bags as my garbage bags and now I think of them as garbage bags as soon as they are empty. I have even made a dedicated spot for the reusable bag in the truck. I don?t know how much money I have saved but I do feel heartily satisfied. That I am doing something rather than just jaw-jacking.

So for those who follow me? (Teehee) You have homework. Make a list of all the food you absently purchase from the grocery store. I?ll leave mine after the Peace.



Peace.

Mayo
Salad dressing
I used to buy bread but I make it now, but I make it bad
Tofu
Ketchup
Mustard
Beverages
Chips/junkfood
Veggies
Pet food
Spreads
Pasta
Rice
Beans
Soup
Seasonings

8th Jewel

One of my goals with my clothing is to reduce the amount of clothes that I have by 1/3rd. this weekend I am swapping out summer clothes for winter ones (I really should only have a single wardrobe, since GA has a temperate climate), and I did not need to forcibly close the trunk. Actually there is room in the said trunk. Amazing. I have not had room in my trunks in over 10 years. And the thing that truly surprises me is that I don't feel like I'm 'poor'.

I didn't grow up with a lot of my own clothes. I went to Catholic school and had to wear a uniform. The only other lothes I had were 4 dress for church (2 summer, 2 winter) and a pair of jeans and a few sweat shirts. I shared my closet with my mother and she had the chest of drawers in my room. We weren't poor, far from it. But my practical mother could not fathom why I would need more clothing than that. I never had appropriate clothing for any activity outside of school and church. I used to go to an after school program and wear the same pair (the only pair) of jeans I owned every day. The other kids caught on and teased me unmercifully. When I told my mother about this she gave me some words to tell them rather than buying me some more clothes. I really wish y'all could see the walk in closet she had. SMH. Anyway... I learned to fight and was often suspended from the program. Mommie thought I had some kind of mental defect and spent money sending me to a pychiatrist rather than buying me some new clothes.

All that changed when I turned 16. I took a job in a woman's clothes store and proceeded to pump my wardrobe. My mother didn't care. What shocked me was she said that this was what she was waiting for. Waiting for the moment when we could do fashion together. I interpreted that then and now as we can share fashion only when I could afford to carry my own weight.

Well since that day, as long as I have had access to money, I have made it my business to have a bulging closet. But since this last year, since fasting from buying new clothes, I have finally murdered that particular devil. Now I'm at the point where I can get rid of so much.

It was not my intention for this blog to be as long as it is. But it just flowed out of me. But... It feels good y'all!


Peace

I fell on Fall

Fall has finally hit here in Metro ATL. I awoke this morning to 49 degrees. Now that it is officially fall, I have begun to plan again. The coolness of fall has always been a signal to me to start some new stuff. I used to start school in the coolness. It will be noticeably darks as soon as the time changes. I ready to get on with the newness of it all.

Here is the plan…..
1.) It’s strange how un-vocally asked questions get answered quicker than vocally asked ones. I need a new job. My boss and I have gone as far as we can go. He’s tired of me and I of him. I need a new job/career. One that I love and suits me. I recognize that I have unique needs. I have dressing restrictions that are attributed to my lifestyle. I want to do something that makes a difference. And I need to be compensated well for it as well as have benefits. I need a job that has a greater educational requirement than “high school diploma.” Hell I have a doctorate. And I don’t expect to use it parse… It needs it to open some doors for me.

2.) I need to be more ‘bout it ‘bout it about my environmental footprint. I do not need to support any business that offers me styrophoam. That stuff NEVER decomposes. I need to only acquire used plastic; like from the thrift stores. Plastic can be recycled, but folks won’t do it if they have easy options. I need to be more of an environmental advocate on the job. I need to reduce the amount of useless stuff within my ciphers.

3.) I need to take more time for me. Folks would argue that since I live alone, that it’s already all me. That’s not true. I do a lot of cipher peripheral work. I need to develop moments where I’m in the tub with a good book sipping hot cider and just lounge. I don’t lounge. If I’m in the bathtub, it’s because I’m cleaning it out. And the suds come from the cleaners.

Bottom line I need to get myself completely together. And I will. It’s my determined idea.


Peace

It ain't easy

It ain’t easy. It's easy to move on a determined idea when you’re feeling passionate; but what about when you’re feeling blah? I feel mad blah these days. And I am dying to get all touchy feely with some cheese that I know could have been aged in a sack made from a hog’s belly. And for some reason, I have a strong desire for KFC grilled chicken though I have not eaten chicken in a decade.

What is the problem? Does this mean I’m slipping? I’m not so strong, but we’ll see what develops.


Peace

Homade Comparisons

I made some spaghetti sauce from scratch from produce purchased at a local farm market. It is in my effort to make what I can make and purchase what I have to purchase; i.e. stuff I can’t make. It wasn’t bad but it wasn’t what I expected. I ate it and was happy but it didn’t taste like Prego. I perused a label of some store bought tomato sauce and guess what? There was LOADS of sugar and additives in it. Not a good look. So I’m not mad at my home sauce. It is still tasty.

Last night I ate bread that came from failed loaf. Yeast doesn’t always act the way you want it to. It was wheaty dense and delicious. It was NOT pretty. But it was hearty and I was full. I have some organic popcorn kernels and some potatoes that look like they will find life as a chip. Trying to live like this is not easy. But internally and environmentally I’m feeling better. This weekend, I think I’ll make a cookie or something. PMS is coming soon.


Peace

Personal Dilemma and Such....

It is my personal opinion that saving the planet should be legally mandated. But who listens to me?

Every morning I have morning coffee as so may do. I have the to-go cups for the commute, but hardly ever use it. I don’t have time to make coffee at home (lazy) and I like to stop and get a croissant too.

Here is the thing…. Why do most coffee places offer you Styrofoam containers to put coffee in? I can venture a guess… It’s cheaper! And who isn’t concerned now a days with the bottom line? But I as a consumer have the ability to consciously not use Styrofoam products. I can bring a re-usable container to the store and purchase my coffee that way. But usually they want you to use their container, and I ain’t buying another plastic product that I don’t need. I already have several.

Why don't I like styrofoam? Because they don't decompose. Every styrofoam container that has ever been made is sitting soemwhere... intact! And they cannot be recycled into anything the way plastic can be. It is just not good for the planet.

So what do I do? Try to convince each store manager every day I go there to let me use my own container? Try to convince the store/national chain of how environmentally irresponsible they are being by not using paper products (then they’d be killing trees!). Or just make my own stuff at home? Guess which one I’m leaning on?

I wish I was bold enough to find a bigger venue to persuade the average person of the need to be more environmentally conscious and self sufficient. Hence, the crunchiness.



Peace


PS: Something to browse through.... http://www.earthresource.org/campaigns/capp/capp-styrofoam.html

Life Makover

I keep feeling the pull to become more self-sustaining. It’s a strong pull too. I don’t have these pulls all willy nilly. They usually show and prove to be accurate eventually. I’m not saying I’m psychic, but I am in tune with energy around me. Back to the blog…..

But I am an urbanite; and plan on staying one. Exactly how self-sustainable can I really get? I have been doing the Knowledge on a lot of different entities and I see a way that I can decrease my reliance on a lot of commercial items, thereby making myself more self sustainable.

The 1st thing I plan on doing is making all of my own toiletries. Soaps, deodorant, lotions, etc. With the exception of the soap, I already do this to a small degree. I stopped using aluminum deodorant years ago and guess what? I’m not funky. But I will go back and forth on it. I have eczema and my skin doesn’t respond well to commercial products. So this practice will have multiple benefits. This I’m implementing as I type.

The 2nd part of my plan involves my wardrobe. My God described my closet as a “department store.” And he’s right. I am glutinous in all that I own. And of course, half the stuff I don’t wear. I plane to decrease my wardrobe 33%/season change for 2 years. That should get me down to the bare bones and not have a ridiculous amount of stuff that I don’t need. Also, since I have been on a no-shopping challenge for a year, I have come to realize that I don’t need to shop. I am perfectly capable of creating any article of clothing that I need. And by making my own clothes, I can control the type of fabric. I want to purge all the synthetic fibers from the closet.

The 3rd part of the plan is to exist on a food budget of $100/month (or less) for me and anyone that comes along. Apparently, I hoard stuff, food included. My cabinets bulge and still I happily go off to the store every week to add more stuff. I have 2 refrigerators and I live alone. Does that make sense? So… I am starting to just eat what I have. There are complete feasts frozen in the spare frige. Don’t make no kind of sense…. And I started a small garden that will grow as the other entities in my life shrink. I grew tomatoes and cucumber this summer. The cucumber did well but the tomatoes were small. Next year I will add on and this fall I will grow some cold veggies.

I bought a new car this year. My old one died bad and publicly. But even though I have this flashy ‘Sunburst Orange’ jeep, I don’t drive it much. I live in GA and anyone that knows anything about knows that in GA you must have reliable transportation. I live on a bus route and partake, but the bus ain’t all that reliable and it doesn’t go everywhere you need it to go. I wanted a Prius, but I needed a car during the fall of the big American auto companies and could not bring myself to buy a foreign car. In my family we buy American and don’t make any bones about it. The bottom line is this and you don’t have to believe it… But we have to support our own… that applies to industry in this country that support workers here. I saw what the closing of a Ford plant did to the economy here last year. And I see what the loss of General Motors benefits has done to a lot of people (including retirees) in my community. We cannot be selfish. We have the responsibility to spend American dollars in America and support companies that hire American employees. Back to this paragraph’s original point…. I am being environmentally responsible by having bought a more gas efficient vehicle and then not driving it very much.

This is a whole life initiative. I want to be in Equality with my surroundings. I do not believe that I am owed anything by anybody. I do not want to prostitute the planet, or the economy. And I don’t feel like other folks should either.


Peace

Baby Quilt

This weekend I began work on a baby quilt for a dear friend of mine. I bought the material months ago, but me and quilts are not the best of friends. I didn't want to start it. Every time I make a quilt, I swear that it's the last. Last time I saw her, I realized that she is getting REALLY big and I need to jump on this quilt fast if I plan to give it to her before her child is born. So I commenced to cutting Saturday morning.

I allowed my friend to do something I don’t generally allow. I allowed her to pick her own colors for the quilt. Call me a control freak, but if I’m making something as a gift and I’m laying out my own money, and I’m doing all of the work... I make ALL, not some, of the decisions. I suppose I’m mellowing out in my old age. She chose… blue, purple and camouflage (wtf?) as her chosen colors for the quilt. Where do you find camo? I went to Joanns and found everything I needed. I mid blue with 5-pointed stars on it, a lavender with hearts on it and even a soft camo. That should work whether it be a boy or a girl. I always incorporate some white/cream into a quilt. I find it lends balance. And a little red for pop factor.

It took a long time for me to decide on a pattern for this quilt. The mother is an activist and I wanted something very traditional and meaningful for the quilt. I wanted to incorporate some African American (I prefer the term ‘Black’) Underground Railroad-ish for the theme. But I decided on this Pattern. It’s called a “Mother’s Life”. And I figured that since I am Black, it will be an African American quilt since I made it.

The Mother’s Life is a really nice block, because it symbolizes that mothers give love and energy but that they also receive it back as well. I’m using the lavender, blue and red for this block. The block is not my block or a traditional block. I have learned a very valuable lesson regarding using someone else’s designs… The measurements aren’t always exact. Some of them are way off and it wastes the fabric. Fabric ain’t free and I hate using it up indiscriminately. But it’s cool. I only cut out enough fabric to make 1 square. Just to see if I liked it. I like it. And I made the necessary adjustments to my cutouts. It came out nicely though with the adjustments it turned out to be a 14” block rather than a 16” block. That’s cool. Also it took 3 hours to complete the 1 block. That doesn’t include cutting. All sewing. I still like it. That's it up top.

See the arrows out and in? Sorry my camera phone has no flash and it was dark in the room. 3 hours means when I finished it was dark!

Another thing I’m doing differently with this quilt than I have in the past is I’m using quilting thread throughout the fabrication. I don’t usually use quilting thread because it jams up my machine. But the last baby quilt I made fell to pieces and I had to take it apart and do it again. Quilter’s tread is hard and yes I had to play with the settings to keep the thread right. I finally got it together at the end. Again, it’s cool. Seriously I hope that all these adjustments make the next 3 squares go faster.

In between the main squares I decided to trim with a traditional “Crossroad” patter. That is an Underground Railroad pattern. It means that you life is about to change. I used 1:1 inch squares (a little extra for the seam allowance) in cream and camo. It’s cute and will provide a nice balance for the front of the quilt. The camo I found has some lycra knit in it. Not a lot but enough to make it look crazy here. But don’t worry. It will all work out in the end.

My only concern is the back of the quilt. I have no ideas. I’m not gonna keep with the same on the back. The only thing I have thought of is that I want the back to be chenille for the tactile differences for the baby and it will come off warmer for him/her. But other than that, I’m blank.

Oh well. I’ll post a pic of the finished blanket. Will me and the baby good intentions please!



Peace

Now I Know

I AM PISSED!!!!!!!! Aint even funny.

Lately I have been trolling a lot of sewing blogs. These women make extraordinary garments using patterns. I have had success with patterns. When I 1st started sewing, my ole Earth bought me patterns of different garments she thought would be easy and appropriate. I took a class and followed all the instructions and the garments sucked!!! I was so frustrated I stopped fooling with the machine. My father sewed (his mother taught ALL her children, he crocheted too!) and he said that I didn’t need a pattern to make clothes. Just study the clothes and copy them. I followed Daddy’s advice and became a sewing bootlegger! It was beautiful. That is the way I sew today.

But like I said earlier, I have been entranced by these various blogs. They showing off all their projects. Humph! So I go to Hancocks, find me an EZ pattern (that’s what it said on the package), buy the material and notions, cut out the pattern, cut the material based on the pattern and sewed it up based on the directions. Took me hours! Guess what? IT DOESN”T FIT!!!!!! Argh! Let me tell you why I’m pissed….

I have made skirts before. Zippers don’t scare me. For the plain pencil skirt I would have made sans the pattern, it would have taken me 1 hour tops. This joker took all evening! And I wasted my notions, money, and material. The fabric was a lovely navy blue linen caught on sale because this is the end of the summer season. I got the last bit that was on the bolt. They didn’t have anymore. If I want to make another on (which I’d be forced to if I wanted to have a blue linen pencil skirt) I have to go on a hunt for the same fabric. Y’all see how inconvenienced I am?

Well I have learned my lesson. And I’m a take the best part. The best part being is I should pat myself on the back for trying something new. Okay it didn’t work out, but now I know I’m far more competent than I led myself to believe. And the best part can also be that I am going to save a lot of money by not purchasing anymore patterns!

I’m a start a quilt tonight and I ain’t gonna fret that I do that non-traditionally either.



Peace!

The Old College Try

I sew. But I have never had success with a pattern. Since I have been on a self imposed shopping restriction for 1 year (Will be up 9/21/2009) I have been making my own clothes. I'm not bad at it. But... I never saw the need to purchase patterns.

I'm a female and I'm righteous and that means I observe a 3/4 requirement for refinement. In imitation of the planet, I cover my body 3/4 with clothes. Simple as that. I prefer to create my own clothes because I don't want to look like a Mormon or a Muslim. Not that there is anything wrong with them, it's just not who I am and I don't want to convey that impression.

I started sewing age 13. I used patterns back then. Nothing ever came out right. My father sewed. Not because it was his job, but because his mother sewed and taught ALL her children. He said my grandmother never used a pattern, just fashioned items after things she already had and relied heavily on pictures. Once I started doing that, my sewing jumped to new heights. Now that I'm sewing consistently again, and with the advent of the internet, I have been checkingout all kinds of blogs. All these women use patterns. Hmmmmmm......

I was in Hancocks (they are having a ridiculous sale) and their patterns were on sale too. I searched and bought one for a very plain skirt. A skirt I have made before without a pattern. Hmmmmm..... I'm gonna give it another try. I only bought the one. Lets see if something has changed in the last 20 years.

I'll keep you posted.


Peace

Reflections....

I mentioned in other blogs but not specifically in this one that I have been on a challenge. Afriend of mine bet me that I could not, not shop for 1 year. I can shop at thrift stores, Black owned jammies and make my own clothes, but not purchase ready to wear clothes. I'll share the link at the end. I started this challenge 10 months ago. Which means I only have 2 more months and then I can unleash havoc in the malls again. Seriously, the credit card people have been calling to check on me. These are my observations....

(1) I have too many clothes
I say this after being o this challenge for nearly a year. And I have gotten rid of many articles of clothing. Before the challenge started, I rid myself of 10 industrial garbage bags of clothes. That's a damn shame. I live in a temperate climate, I don't need more than a 1-season wardrobe. I don't need 8 coats and so on. I need to pair down my wardrobe to 1 season, but with a few categories... work, weekend, workout, etc.

(2) Shopping should not be a hobby
I really like to shop for myself. Seriously. I will travel here and there for what I want. and the browsing. That has got to stop. And I have shopping outfits. A sure sign that I have given it waaaaaay too much thought and attention.

(3) I'm not a bad seamstress
I used to make stuff. Not clothes. But I have made a lot of clothes these last 10 months and have a lot more planned. I actually am not bad at what I do, and folks can't tell that it's homemade. I am very pleased.


(4) There is nothing wrong with thrift stores.
Folks need to stop tripping. If all people could buy was new cars, there would be a lot of jokers walking. I no longer have a problem buying thrift store clothes... and shoes! I will draw the line at unmentionables... as if ithey'd have some to fit me.

(5) I need to have other hobbies
A shopping hobby is dangerous to my finances.

Okay. that's the short list for now. I'm certain I'll add on more. But I will tell you.... I'm already putting money away for September 27, 2009. that day I return to the Mall. Just not so much...



Peace

Garbage Bags

This is new experiment.

The price of everything is ridiculous! My bad, I mean utterly ridiculous. I hate having to shell out $4 for garbage bags to get ist out of the house. But what can you do? Some things you just have to pay for. Ummmm..... NO!

I have never figured out a way to recycle grocery bags. Yeah you can return them to the store but, you have already paid for them and now you just giving them back? I can't do that. You can throw them away, but that isn't envioronmentally responsible. You can save them and have a big pile of them, but that's annoying and you really can'g give them out with any reularity. Hmmmm..... I know, I'm going to use them as trash bags.

Now, I already see problems. the store grocery bags are thinner and smaller that regular bags. In order to use them as trash bags I will have to double them up. They won't fit the garbage pail I own and they will look tacky on the side of the road.

All very valid points. Now let me counteract them. I have a stack of these damn bags that is almost as tall as me, and already wider. Doubling them when I need to will not be a problem. Hell they double them in the store. No they won't fit the garbage pail I normally use. Luckily the pail came with a smaller matching pail that will fit the bags lovely. I will put all the little bags in a bigger container. I already have a big trash can with a lid. I'm good. This next point is the most crucial aspect of the experiment. It is the reason why I think this will work.... I recycle. All paper, cans, bottles, and plastics have their own recepticles in my home. So ther is very little other waste that would go in the regular trash. So those little plastic grocery bags should do the trick.

Today marked the beginning of my experiment because it is change the cat litter day. I always want that in a secure bag. Litter is heavy and will slip through the holes in grocery store bags. So I will keep this periodically updated via comments to let you know how all turns out.

Welcome

I have gone back and forth in my decision to set up a yet another blog. I have like 6 out here in internet land. I am very opinionated. Opinionated enough to give them all some love. But should I have a bunch of blogs with very little in them or a few blogs with totally unrelated postings. One of the things I hate is when I go to a blog and it has a lot of unrelated posts. Like raw food blogs that spew religion. That's false advertising. Another thing... I do most of my blogging at work and I ain't trying to get fired! I guess the bottom line is, we shall see how this baby fits in with the rest of the family.

Black Green and Tight. The purpose of this blog is to chronicle what I do to be environmentally responsible but also trick that save me money. I have heard on numerous occasions, that Black people aren't green. That we care little about the evironment. That is utter nonsense! How can we not? When folks first meet me, they find me a little over the top. This I know. But once we build, and they get a chance to spend some time in my cipher, they usually come around to my way of thinking. Not saying I brain wash or that I am the piece with the magnetic. Just saying I know my own mind and have the ability to translate what I know to others.

Folks closest to me call me cheap. In the dozens I have been accused af pinching a penny so hard that a booger comes out of Lincoln's nose. I ain't mad at that. I am the biggest Nigga-rigger I know. Like that, don't cha? I'm just real thoughtful with my change is all. The funny thing is only the folks who know me think I'm cheap. Them jokers who just peep through the windows think I'm balling. And I can see that. I do ball; just not the way that you expect.

Another thing... I know this is my blog, but I'm not trying to make it all about me. I want it to be interactive betwist me and the followers. Get in here and let me know what y'all doing to cherish the Earth! And I will post some of your responses as posts. Because whatever we can do will save us as well as the Earth.

So Peace to the positive people and I look forward to building with all of y'all!



PEACE
Positive Elevators All Cherish Earth