When I stopped writing blogs, I stopped reading them, for the most part, as well. It was just too much to keep up with, and reading the blogs of people I actually know reminded me of how I wasn't blogging and then I just felt bad. So for a while, I cut down my daily reads to almost nothing. I will never tell you what the list was, because some of them are totally embarrassing. But here's a summary: one liberal blog, one conservative blog, one gossip site, one political tabloid, one feminist blog, and a couple environmentalist blogs. Here is the strange thing, though — I didn't bookmark any of them, so I could only read blogs if I remembered the right address. I can't explain why I was feeling so vehemently anti-blog, but I'm over it now, so please forgive me.

My foray into the world of environmentalist blogs is worth sharing, though. Here are my top three:

Crunchy Chicken
Crunchy Chicken is amazing — it seems like she can do anything from scratch, and blog about it at the same time (with a sense of humor to boot)! This is my #1 must read enviro-blog.

Going Green
'Burban Mom is "just your average suburbanite slob who woke up one day and realized my daily actions were contributing to the rapid decay of the planet." And she is freaking hilarious. What I love, love, love about this blog is that there is nothing remotely esoteric or greener-than-thou about it — it is completely accessible.

Fake Plastic Fish
Beth from Fake Plastic Fish is trying to go plastic-free. I am in complete admiration of the way that she takes the time to call and write to companies about eliminating plastic — in instances where I would totally shrug plastic off as inevitable. But she is not sanctimonious about it at all: she even dressed up as a Brita Filter as part of the Take Back the Filter campaign. (Did you know that Brita filters are recyclable in Europe but not the U.S.?) Reading this blog has made me become way more conscious about the plastic I consume.

So I am plugging along (or rather, unplugging along) quite well through Low Impact Week. I have not watched any more TV and everything else is going smoothly as well. I have made some transgressions, mostly forgetting reusable bags and yesterday I left a light on for hours — something I never do.

Also, yesterday I came across this amazing site which I found through Lighter Footstep, which I found through No Impact Man. This site is incredible! Not only do the recipes look mouthwatering, but grocery lists are included. How awesome! Thank you, Veggie Meal Plans!

Yesterday I did nothing out of the ordinary in terms of low impact-ness: just walked, worked, took the stairs, ate leftovers for lunch and joined my friends for our weekly Monday night dinner. I am getting used to the quietness of the unplugged TV and to eating dinner at the dinner table instead of hunched over the coffee table, watching Seinfeld reruns for the nineteen millionth time. I told Albert he could plug the TV back in to watch The Daily Show if he wanted, but we were doing other things at eleven so we didn't bother. I didn't feel like anything was missing, so I guess I'm not a TV addict after all. See, I thought so: I can quit anytime I want!

Once again, I woke up late. I had two slices of toasted local bread and a huge cup of non-local, but fairly traded coffee. I read the newspaper much more slowly than usual, probably because I didn't have the television on in the background. I walked to a nearby restaurant to meet a friend for lunch (and I forgot my dorky pedometer - damn!). I was trying to avoid restaurants this week, but my friend is moving to the West Coast on Tuesday and we wanted to celebrate. When I returned, Albert and I borrowed a Prius from Philly Car Share to run some errands. Since we were out, we stopped at Trader Joe's for to stock up on some goods. Although the stuff we got was not quite low impact, we thought it would be better than taking the car out again at a later date. One of the items we bought was Dr. Bronner's Magic Soap. We have gone from conventional liquid soap to J.A.S.O.N. liquid in a large plastic bottle to Whole Foods bar soap wrapped in plastic and now we have reached fairly traded organic soap wrapped in recycled paper. Will we ever make our own soap? I kind of doubt it, but who knows.

When we returned, we made a truly fantastic meal: Caesar salad made with locally grown romaine lettuce, cheesy garlic bread made with Claudio's local mozzarella and Sarcone's local bread, and pasta in a sauce made from local tomatoes and mushrooms (and onions and peppers of unknown origin).

I decided to plug the TV back in to watch the Democratic presidential debates and I didn't feel guilty about it because it seems like a good way to watch TV. I read about the debates in the morning paper and decided it would be worth my while. (It wasn't — no one said anything interesting.) When the debates were over, I unplugged the TV again. I am going to try to keep up this TV routine all summer. Not because I think there is anything wrong with TV, but because I am uncomfortable living in a quiet space, and I'd like to give that a try.

Yesterday I slept late-ish. Albert had to work in the morning and stopped by the farmer's market. He returned with bread from a different local bread person, and a bag of awesome sugar cookies. He then made us egg sandwiches with the new bread and the local eggs. We normally buy cage-free eggs for $2, and these eggs cost $3.25. People swear there is a huge taste difference between fresh, local eggs and eggs raised a million miles away, but I really can't tell. I can, however, tell a huge difference with fresh bread versus store-bought bread (which just so happen to cost about the same amount).

I took the train to my friends' baby's birthday party and on the way back, stopped at Sue's Produce. I got local mozzarella and local mushrooms. I also grabbed a few peppers which were not specifically marked as imported, but I am guessing were not local since I have not seen any peppers at any local farmers' markets. (No, I don't know what's in season when. I don't know how anyone who doesn't garden keeps it all straight since our grocery stores provide the illusion that everything is fresh and available, all the time.)

We ended up walking to our friend's house (about 5,000 steps — pedometers are dorky but addictive!) where we consumed a delicious and mostly local meal: veggie burgers on Metropolitan Bakery bread; farmers' market tomatoes in a delicious tomato salad with home-grown basil; local goat cheese from Sue's produce; and farmers' market strawberries and rhubarb in a strawberry-rhubarb crumble. We took the El back home, did some more reading and fell asleep.

Thursday night, we unplugged all the appliances and the TV. We didn't watch any TV before the unplugging, but that was mostly because Keith Olbermann had a substitute and Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert were both in reruns.

Friday morning, I didn't use my diffuser to dry my hair. The humidity is so out of control that my hair is going to look like I just got electrocuted no matter what — especially now that I ran out of my expensive Aveda hair products. (I snipped the tubes to make sure I got every last drop — frugal and less wasteful!) I also didn't turn on The Weather Channel or watch the first fifteen minutes of The Golden Girls before my walk to work. I wanted to get an iced coffee but remembered the plastic packaging and made myself a free coffee in a mug at work.

I took the elevator up to the 12th floor, which I do every morning since I am always running late. When I go to lunch, I walk down the stairs and back up them and I walk down on my way home as well. How much energy is saved by three fewer elevator trips, I don't know. But I do know I feel better when I take the stairs, especially since I used to only be able to make it up a few flights before huffing and puffing. At lunch, I took an empty cartridge from our laser printer back to Staples to be recycled. I had to pick up some binders there and I realized I forgot to take a canvas bag with me. So now I have two plastic bags to be reused. Damn. I forgot to make my lunch last night so I had to buy. I decided to go with a half sandwich and a soup from a local bakery, largely because I know they only use paper for wrapping. I ordered a chilled soup and totally forgot it would be served in a plastic container. Damn again! I rinsed it out to take home. I am also taking my paper wrappings home to recycle because the building I work in doesn't recycle at all. They don't even make any pretense of recycling. No bins, no recycling pick up. Welcome to Philadelphia.

For dinner, Albert made us some delicious omelettes from eggs from a local farm and Amish pepper jack cheese. We had bread from the farmers' market bread guy. We made a salad out of local romaine lettuce and a super ripe local tomato, but I accidentally spilled dressing on it and it was kind of a disaster. We had after dinner plans and decided to walk the 30 or so blocks in the light rain. Our plans ended up not going through, so we turned around and walked right back. It was a nice walk, but we were both so tired when we arrived home we just did a little reading and went to sleep. Because I am a dork, I wore a pedometer all day and I went 25,000 steps. I don't know how many miles that is, but it seems like a lot.