So today is Earth Day.

{{{ Big Hug }}}

I was flipping through the Wall Street Journal while waiting for my car at the shop, and there was an article about how Earth Day is just a huge marketing gimmick. Some representative of an environmental group said, and I'm totally paraphrasing here, that Earth Day is sort of like the woman who pulls up to the grocery store in her gas-guzzling SUV and takes a cloth bag in to buy her organic milk. If this is the best we can do, then the environmental movement has totally failed.

And I thought, "Hey, that's me!"

Really? We've totally failed?

I sort of fretted about it all day, driving around with just me in my All Road. which is not quite an SUV and I feel a little smug about that, but it does cost $70 to fill it up. Then I got home and watched Oprah, and she praised all of us moms for every single little thing, like the cloth bags, and the organic cucumbers, and using rags instead of paper towels to wipe the counter, and the curlicue lightbulbs, and dumping my coffee grounds in the garden that I will someday plant, 'cause if we all do a little, it cumulatively adds up to a lot.

And I felt better. Thanks, O.