A few years ago, I read and enjoyed A Year Without Made in China by Sara Bongiorni, and it made me realize how pervasive Chinese-made items were in the US. Then a good friend almost lost a cat due to tainted pet food made in China. Recently, I read Swindled, a very good and very scary book about how food has historically been adulterated and continues to be. The saddest and scariest parts were the New York swill milk scandals of the mid-1800s and the two Chinese milk scandals in the last ten years. Then came the revelation that MAC Cosmetics, which wants to sell to the growing Chinese middle class, will in fact be testing on animals, something which is required by Chinese law.
So the Chinese government does not care about food quality for either pets or babies, but requires makeup to be tested on animals? It won't make much, if any difference to the big picture, but unless it's something I need instead of something I want, I will not be buying anything Chinese-made.
I will be going through my cosmetics to see what has been made in China, and no, I won't discard anything I already have, but I won't buy more from that company. I already know that most, if not all, rubber ducks are made in China, so no more of those. For everything else, I'll look to see where it's made, and only buy it if A. I need it and B. I can't find an American-made alternative.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Saturday, March 10, 2012
A Mouse milestone!
Yesterday afternoon, I was trying to take a nap. Little Miss Piggie Pie was curled up on my bed and Mouse was curled up on his bed. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, Mouse got up and trotted out of the room. LMPP followed him, and about 30 seconds later I heard thumps and thuds. When the noise hadn't stopped in five minutes, I gave up on the nap and got up.
Mouse and Little Miss Piggie Pie were playing together, and he was participating with every aged bone and muscle. They were so cute that I didn't even think to grab the camera, just watched them and grinned. Of course, Mouse tired first and had to hide under the kitchen table until she finally got the idea that he was done, and he probably shouldn't have played with her on a full stomach (details omitted), but I feel as though he's finally truly happy to be here.
Mouse and Little Miss Piggie Pie were playing together, and he was participating with every aged bone and muscle. They were so cute that I didn't even think to grab the camera, just watched them and grinned. Of course, Mouse tired first and had to hide under the kitchen table until she finally got the idea that he was done, and he probably shouldn't have played with her on a full stomach (details omitted), but I feel as though he's finally truly happy to be here.
Wednesday, March 07, 2012
I think I have recovered from Monday...
I should have taken the flock of wild turkeys crossing my path as I drove to work as a hint from the universe and turned around and gone home!
A good man and good friend of the family died of lung cancer.
There were crises upon crises at work, and I'm finding that I do not function well with Mom out of the office for extensive periods.
I forgot my lunch and the soup of the day downstairs was broccoli cheddar (ick).
I ran out of antidepressant on Saturday.
In the line at the drive-through pharmacy, I was stuck inbetween two cars for fifteen minutes. Then when I got to the window, the pharmacy tech was moving like a glacier. If someone was in her way, she didn't go around them, she waited. She searched everywhere twice for my prescription, went back to the computer in between each location, and finally had to ask for help. It had been another seven minutes by the time she found it and ten by the time I was out of there.
The dogs were so hyper they nearly broke my fingers as I was trying to take Mouse off the chain and put Little Miss Piggie Pie on it.
When I took off my brand new earrings, one of them fell apart.
I would say the week got better, but since I woke up at 5 this morning with my third migraine in ten days, I can't. It's not getting worse, that's all.
A good man and good friend of the family died of lung cancer.
There were crises upon crises at work, and I'm finding that I do not function well with Mom out of the office for extensive periods.
I forgot my lunch and the soup of the day downstairs was broccoli cheddar (ick).
I ran out of antidepressant on Saturday.
In the line at the drive-through pharmacy, I was stuck inbetween two cars for fifteen minutes. Then when I got to the window, the pharmacy tech was moving like a glacier. If someone was in her way, she didn't go around them, she waited. She searched everywhere twice for my prescription, went back to the computer in between each location, and finally had to ask for help. It had been another seven minutes by the time she found it and ten by the time I was out of there.
The dogs were so hyper they nearly broke my fingers as I was trying to take Mouse off the chain and put Little Miss Piggie Pie on it.
When I took off my brand new earrings, one of them fell apart.
I would say the week got better, but since I woke up at 5 this morning with my third migraine in ten days, I can't. It's not getting worse, that's all.
Thursday, March 01, 2012
Book review
Lady Almina And The Real Downton Abbey: The Lost Legacy Of Highclere Castle by The Countess of CarnarvonMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
The book was interesting, although there were various grammar and spelling usages which threw me out of the narrative. These may just result from a difference between British and American English, so I didn't deduct any mental points. Almina, Countess Carnarvon, was certainly an interesting woman, but I did deduct a point for the marketing strategy of linking her life with a popular television show. The book could have stood on its own merits.
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