DC Styrofoam Ban

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The Anacostia in 2010. Photo Courtesy of the Anacostia Watershed Society.

As of January 1, 2016, no business that serves food or drink in the District can use styrofoam. Check out the DC Department of Energy and the Environment’s website for more information: http://doee.dc.gov/foam

You might think that your company is exempt – maybe you’re a law firm or a nonprofit, not a Chinese carry out. You are probably wrong. Even if your primary business isn’t serving food, if you, for example, offer your clients coffee or have a breakfast meeting and provide food for attendees, then this ban DOES apply to you. Be safe, and stop using styrofoam in your DC workplace.

If you see a company violating this ban, there is a tip line you can use: http://doee.dc.gov/node/1087982.

Anyone who knows me knows I am quite often a ‘live and let live’ type of person. If something isn’t hurting anyone, I see no reason to follow arbitrarily created and arbitrarily enforced rules (no doubt a luxury afforded me by my whiteness and femaleness).

However, I am 100% behind this ban. Using one-use, styrofoam containers hurts. The things styrofoam does to the environment are simply unconscionable. The bad effects it causes trump our right to ‘keep the government out of our personal lives.’ If anything, governments that don’t enforce this type of ordinance should be ashamed. They are allowing the harming of their constituents’ environments, wildlife, food chains, and therefore the constituents themselves. There’s no reason we can’t comply with not using it.

I would also be behind a complete ban on plastic shopping bags (DC currently has a 5¢ fee if you use one at a store). San Francisco has banned them since 2013 and they seem to be surviving.

If you’re interested in further reading, there’s a great white paper on the Anacostia River here in DC: Anacostia 2032: Plan for a Fishable and Swimmable Anacostia River. The thought of a river in DC that safe for swimming almost makes me cry tears of joy. I really thought it was something we’d never be able to have again. I want this for all of us.

Swimmers in the Potomac Tidal Basin in 1923. Photo courtesy of The Shorpy Archive.

Reasons I Love Renting My Apartment

1) If anything goes wrong, I call the front desk and a few minutes later, someone arrives to fix it.

2) There is a free coffee machine in the lobby so I get a cappuccino on my way out every morning.

3) The front desk is staffed 24 hours so there’s always someone to let in my guests and keep out the riff raff.

4) Not only is my building dog friendly, there’s a dog park for canine tenants in the side yard.

5) We have a laundry concierge so I can just drop a bag of clothes at the front desk and it’s done for me to pick up the next day.

6) DC has amazing tenants-rights and rent control laws.

7) My building was built in the 1920s, so that means sleeping porches, built-in bookshelves, plaster (read: soundproof) walls, and a beautiful, well-kept lobby.

8) We have a brand new fitness center on the first floor.

Washington, DC is a great place to rent!

Roma via München

There is little nerdier than taking a photo of your flight status on an airplane, but I am too excited not to try to capture every moment. I’ll be in Italy by this afternoon and first order of business is going to be pizza. Or maybe pasta. Wine?

But wait: I better get some German chocolate in Munich. Beer?

This song is my day:

Happy Birthday, Dad!

Thanks to the tireless planning and trickiness of my mom and sister, we pulled off a successful surprise birthday party for my dad! Allie bought a house the day before, so I pretended to be flying in to South Dakota last minute from Albuquerque to help them move (which, btw, I did – I’m a master at tetrising boxes into place!) but I was actually there for the surprise the following day.

All the aunts, uncles, cousins, and all their little kids made it, and tons of friends, too. We had a spectacular turnout. And trust me, he was 100% surprised – he showed up in adidas wind pants!

My aunts and grandma wrote a song that we all sang to him to the tune of “You’ll have to speak up, I’ve got beans in my ears”… Okay, I can’t be the only one who had NO idea what that song was, but I guess my grandma sang it to her kids when they were young so we got some serious nostalgia going.

Speaking of my grandparents, here they are, being adorable.

Happy 60th, Dad!

Remember Gardetto’s?

Mmmmm, does anyone else have the happiest high school memories of afternoons curled up with a giant bag of Gardetto’s? I was reminiscing about them with Christopher’s mom, Lauretta, and lo and behold, what does she send in the mail a couple weeks later? My very own giant bag. What a delicious surprise. 😍

She also sent an Italy guidebook to prepare me for my upcoming vacay. Has anyone been there? What should I see?

Working From Home Isn’t Helping My Appearance

My office has been closed for renovations for a few weeks now, so I and the rest of the staff have been working from our home offices. As anyone would, I’ve let my daily wardrobe take a bit of a slide. Or perhaps more than a bit.

Yesterday I’m walking through Columbia Heights and come upon a man asking passersby for money. Every person who walks by, “Excuse me, ma’am, do you have any change?” “Excuse me, sir, do you have any change?” Okay, nbd, I’m approaching but know I don’t have any cash on me so I’m ready to respond as such.

As I stroll by, he looks me up and down, makes a slightly DISDAINFUL FACE, and turns to the woman behind me and asks her instead! I got skipped! I can only assume he thought I was homeless, too, and thus an untappable resource. I went home and washed my hair.