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Conservation Counts

Last year, the crew from MommyBlogsToronto decided to choose a cause for BlogHersAct Canada. We asked you what you thought, and overwhelmingly, the response said, "We care about the environment." A year of articles and challenges followed, and this month, launching in our new home here at Playdate and in celebration of Earth Day, we think it's important to share your concern with your children, and teach them how to tread lightly on the earth. After all, their footprints can be pretty small - just look in the sandbox. 

#1A* -- Adria Vasil's Ecoholic

* Last week's Addictine had to be removed due to a technicality, so let's start fresh this week.

A clever frog once sang, "It ain't easy being green." Indeed, trying to change our family's buying and consumption habits has been an uphill battle. I'm convinced that all this eco-talk is just a new anxiety put out there to drive us to feel bad about ourselves. Which drives us to buy more stuff. Which is really the opposite of what a truly green person should be doing, isn't it?

Why Canada Rocks. Why BlogHers Act Canada Rocks. Why YOU Rock.

This week, major news outlets reported that the Government of Canada was on the verge of declaring bisphenol-A toxic, which would open the door for a country-wide ban on all products containing the chemical.

According to the International Herald Tribune:

A public announcement by Health Canada may come as early as Wednesday but could be delayed until the end of May. Canada would be the first country to make a health finding against BPA, which has been shown to disrupt the hormonal systems of animals. The department's decision was first reported in The Globe and Mail, a Toronto newspaper, on Tuesday.

(Bolding mine. Canada will be the first! WOO HOO!)

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This week in...

• Photo of The Week: Is Evan Rachel Wood turning into Dita Von Teese?
• Friday Mystery #1: Jessica Simpson and the case of The Mysterious Ailment
• Friday Mystery #2: Ashlee Simpson and the case of The Questionable Bump
• The picture of fashion?: Mary-Kate Olsen is channelling Maude?
• Britney's explosive tapes
• Debbie Gibson has a stalker
• Universal to Winehouse: stay clean, or else
• Breaking news: Jess - Bent out of shape
• Heather Mills: bad attitude = boo worthy
• Kate 2.0?

Keep being crazy celebs, we looooooove poking fun.

It takes a Village Idiot to raise a child

It's completely untrue the new moms don't have time to read.  It just takes them longer to actually finish a book because they keep getting interrupted...STOP SCREAMING, MUMMY'S TRYING TO TYPE!...And then they lose their place and have to read the same thing over again.  And then they lose their place and have to read the same thing over again.  Oh yeah..and the lack of sleep thing makes...it.....

hard........to ......

stay......................

awa...zzzzzzzzzz

Curious as to the book that kept me interested enough over the last five months (yes, it took me five, what's it to ya?), that I not only kept reading, but gave up precious nap time to do so?

Soup's On

I like my soup like I like my men – rough and easy. Or wait… maybe that’s how I like my faux finishes… anyhoo, that’s definitely how I like my soup. No clear-brothed, delicate pansy-assed soup for me, no thanks. Maybe it’s the Laura Ingalls fetish in me, but I think that if one is to bother to make soup, it should be hearty, filling and robust. It should feed you, dag nab it. (sorry, that’s more of the pioneer fetish talking.)

#1 -- Barenaked Ladies' Snacktime

Any aging hipster can attest to the fact that keeping your cool while listening to kids' music is hard. One can only take so much Wiggles/Raffi/Fred Penner. Oh sure, in theory this music should take you back to your own childhood, but in reality it's getting you one step closer to the grave.

So when a lovely publicist sent me Barenaked Ladies' first attempt at a kids' album, I was apprehensive. I'm not really a BNL fan (OK, maybe a closet fan. I've had my fair share of drunken nights rockin' out to "Enid".) and I couldn't see how it could live up to say... Johnny Cash or There Might Be Giants.

These boots were made for...

guest post by high heels

The first time I read Hot & Bothered, it was a post by sex kitten called "After School Special". It totally made me giggle like the innocent vixen she portrayed. That's cool in my books.

In my boudoir, the alter-ego of choice isn't a Catholic school girl uniform though I'm sure that it would most certainly produce wood.  My little secret life falls into the more smutty realm of things.  My man loves high heeled boots and the woman who wears them.

Refreshing like watermelon

One of things I love most in this world is discovering new music. It is when someone with an inside connection gives a nod to what is coming soon. It's listening to an artist as the sound of their brand new songs trigger a chord in your heart and you fall head over heals in love. I felt lucky that the melodic and lush sounds of Parachutes were delivered to me this way.

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Hip vs Healthy: Let's get ready to rumble

Hip people eat dinner really late.

I don't know exactly who proclaimed this an edict, but I do know that my stubborn attempt to abide by it, even since becoming a mom, is probably the biggest reason why my exercise routine has fallen by the wayside and my weight is starting to creep upwards.

And there's nothing the least bit hip about that.

Cooking and eating is just another style indulgence for a lot of young marrieds. There's something so sensuous and decadent about dallying in the kitchen, sipping wine, preparing gourmet food and then enjoying the fruits of your labour at some ungodly hour, secure in the knowledge that you'll still be awake hours later to...ahem..work it off.

But indulgent style ain't exactly kid-friendly.

Hip people eat dinner really late.

I don't know exactly who proclaimed this an edict, but I do know that my stubborn attempt to abide by it, even since becoming a mom, is probably the biggest reason why my exercise routine has fallen by the wayside and my weight is starting to creep upwards.

And there's nothing the least bit hip about that.

Cooking and eating is just another style indulgence for a lot of young marrieds. There's something so sensuous and decadent about dallying in the kitchen, sipping wine, preparing gourmet food and then enjoying the fruits of your labour at some ungodly hour, secure in the knowledge that you'll still be awake hours later to...ahem..work it off.

But indulgent style ain't exactly kid-friendly.