Re-posting in honor of Rambi, whom we miss so very much. ~~Louray
Earth Hour at Rambi's
About 8 pm Saturday night, I was reminded that it was approaching Earth Hour and that we should observe it, if only to irritate the people who for some reason were offended by it. That reasoning appealed to me more than making a political statement, so I marched into the den where Dan was happily, maybe permanently, welded to the couch with chips and beer watching basketball.
"We have to turn everything off in an hour," I announced.
"Why?" he said, quickly sitting on the remote.
"Because SOME people are turning on their Christmas lights and opening windows while the heat is on."
"Ah," he said, "Of course."
It is a tribute to our 31 years of marriage that he didn't argue, but at 8:30 turned off the tv, I turned off the computer and the heat, and we wandered around until we bumped into each other in the living room.
"Why didn't you light some candles?" he asked
Oh. Yeah. Shoulda thought of that. I knew there was a giant glass ginger jar candle my piano student gave me for CHristmas in the downstairs bath so I found it and managed to get it lit with the fireplace starter. Dan meanwhile decided that it would be nice to sit around the candle with a glass of port so he found the kitchen and managed to open a bottle and we spent a lovely hour congratulating ourselves on our political correctness and hoping we were pissing off the extreme end of the RW. We even called mominlaw to brag and enlist her, but she said, "I am NOT doing it. I see mice in the dark."
Can;t argue with that.
At the end of the hour, we turned on the lights, I picked up the candle, which was called "Birthday Cake" by the way, and dropped it. Wax went everywhere. I must mention I had had the carpets cleaned last week.
We aren't talking a blob of wax here. We are talking a complex CSI-worthy arterial blood spatter.
So I had to turn on all the lights and the computer, look up how to get wax out of the carpet, get an iron, and for an hour, I tried to melt the wax into absorbent paper.
It didn't work, but the house smelled wonderful.
So today I called the carpet people and they will come out and waste more electricity and money getting out that wax.
The RW extremists will be so proud of me, using all that electricity.
The LW will shake their heads sadly, but because they are an inclusive and loving bunch will appreciate my trying.
I am just so proud that I, moderate that I am, have managed to please everyone.
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