Category Archives: Eco Thrifty Life

On A Jet Plane

By the time you read this I will be somewhere over the Pacific on my way back to the U.S. to begin the 8 week countdown to our big day. After about 30 hours of travel I will touch down in Washington D.C. only 4 hours after I take off from Auckland. Weird. Mr. Veggie needs to stay behind for a little longer because of his studies so he’ll be staying here and we’ll be apart for 6 weeks. Bummer. And then, when he gets to the states, it will only be 2 weeks until we get married. Weird.

The last few days have been busy. With farewell celebrations…

Monday NightPotluck Dinners are the best.

Tuesday Night

No, Ladies nights with clothing swaps, wine, and chocolate are the best. Note: Don’t go to a clothing swap the day before you need to pack for a long trip. It will just make your life more difficult.

Wednesday Night

Wrong Again. Quiet nights alone with Mr. Veggie are the absolute best.

Packing lots of clothes and a few wedding details.

Lamp in a box.

Dress in a bag. Are you o.k. in there? Can you breathe?

And the thousand other last minutes things that come up when you’re about to make a big trip.

See ya New Zealand! Next time you see my face, I’ll be a wife. And hive, next time you see my face I will be in our nation’s capitol. Talk to you in a few days when I’ve recovered from the jet lag.

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OK, that last part was a lie. There are no other formulas. Now you all know our secret for staying so darned sexy.

Don’t worry Redhead’s, I wont be trying to ingest your product. Although a product that is all natural and also promises to reduce odour (with a “u”) is pretty tempting. And I’m sure Mr. Veggie wouldn’t mind the reduced risk of flare-ups. They’ve been happening more and more frequently as the wedding approaches.

By the way, I’d like to thank you for your corporate sponsorship of New Zealand’s “hug a ginger day”. I’m assuming you’re the ones behind it, right?

Oh, and Redhead’s, I find your sexy packaging and very small “not for human consumption” label (hidden away on the back side of the bag) a tad misleading. I was almost duped by the seductress on the front into thinking that I too could have fantastic cat-eyes and slim shoulders. But then I read the fine print. If only I was a BBQ Drip Tray. Darn you karma for making me a human. Maybe next time.

Who can I thank for this wonderful product and the hilarity it prompted? Ah yes. Thanks again Australia. Another fine contribution to the world from our neighbors to the west. Hmm…”all natural”, “made in Australia”…do you think any kangaroos, wallabies, koalas, or platypi were harmed in the making of this product? Likely, very likely.

* I am not being paid by Redhead’s for this product placement. Although, if you’re out there Redhead’s, I am available for print ads, and t.v. commercials (my American accent probably wouldn’t go over so well on radio).

In all seriousness hope that all of you who are working hard to be your healthiest selves for wedding day have come across some better ideas than this. If so, I’d love to hear how its going for you. My efforts have been bit lackluster of late and I could use some motivation.

Non-Tradition-al

Mr. Veggie and I sat down this week to begin thinking about our ceremony. And, we’re feeling a little, um, culturally poor. While some brides and grooms are able to draw from a wealth of meaningful cultural or religious traditions when planning their ceremony, we secular results of the American melting pot are feeling just a little bit in the dark.

I mean, sure we’re Americans, but what exactly does that mean culturally? What are American cultural traditions and just how would such traditions come across in a wedding? I certainly doubt that our organic, loca-vore, eco-friendly wedding will reflect the values of a Mickey D’s-MTV-SUV nation.

So what are we left with? A blank slate? Not exactly.

I am half Latvian and half everything else, and Mr. Veggie is half Welsh and half French. (Hmm… what would a Latvian-French-Welsh wedding look like? Tom Jones in a beret drinking vodka? I digress). But, having not grown up surrounded by these cultures, the traditions of our distant and not-so-distant European ancestors are, well… foreign.

Welcome to my brain. Pictures gathered from here, here, and here, and lovingly doctored by me.

We are Americans, and as Mr. Veggie recently pointed out, having both been born on Turtle Island, are “native” Americans in that sense. We feel strong emotional ties that bond us to the mountains, rivers, forests, and lakes that helped us become who we are today. Moreover, our beliefs and values are closely aligned with the cyclical world-view associated with the indigenous cultures of North America. But, while both of us have had powerful connections at various points in our lives with Native American culture, genetically only one of us holds mere 1/32nd of Native American heredity (Who’d have imagined a ginger-haired squaw?).

I gather that with a little research, I most likely will discover some Native American and possibly even early colonial American, or latter day American marriage rites that ring true to us. I may even dig up some Latvian, Welsh, or French traditions too good to pass up. And we’ve actually already thought of a Maori tradition we’d like to include to represent our time in New Zealand. But it all seems a bit contrived. Are traditions still traditions when you pick and choose the ones you want to follow?

I suppose I could be thankful that we don’t feel pressured to include outlandish cultural elements into our big day. But really I just feel at a loss. How do we create an intimate special ceremony, that conveys our belief system and pays homage to elements of our heritage without making us look like giant posers?

NWR- A Smile to Start Your Work Week

We had a Halloween Party here this weekend to coincide more closely to our autumnal transition into winter. (October 31st is spring here, and Halloween then always feels a bit funny).

Anyhow, I dressed as Wonder Woman. Me practicing my moves:Confused Wonder Woman. Angry Wonder Woman. I-just-knocked-you out Wonder Woman.

And Mr. Veggie? You can’t really see his purple wings and skirt in this picture. He told everyone that he dressed as “An obliging Fiancé”. But really he was dressed as… (Make your guesses below). What a guy!

Hope that you are enjoying your transition into summer as much as we are enjoying the approaching colder weather. Have a great Monday!

Halloween

Here in the southern hemisphere there is some seasonal delusion about when Halloween should take place. Here, just like the rest of the world, it is celebrated on October 31st. This is all sorts of backwards. Thank you colonialism.

While in the north it makes sense to be carving up your excess pumpkins and celebrating the transition from light to dark at the end of October, here October is spring. We should be glorifying baby bunnies and chicks and wearing pastel colors (someone should invent a holiday for that). Our transition from light to dark is May. And so we’ve decided that that’s when we should celebrate Halloween.

Since we happen to have a few spare pumpkins lying around, and also happen to have a ridiculously fabulous recycling center just down the road, this party wasn’t too hard to throw together.

There was pumpkin carving, pumpkins admiring, and pumpkin soup.

I dressed as Wonder Woman. Here I am showing some of my super moves.
Nelson said that he was dressed as “An obliging fiancé”. But really he was… (make your guesses below).

Some famous movie stars decided to show up. Starsky and Hutch (Only Starsky pictured) and The Mad Hatter.
The party provided yet another opportunity to learn about cultural differences between America and NZ. Apparently some costumes that would be really offensive in the US, are ok here…. Like terrorists.

And black face. (He was a medicine man).
Happy Halloween from your neighbors to the South!

Autumn Update

It is autumn in New Zealand.

Mr. Veggie and I just spent a weekend away for his birthday.

We visited with friends, some newly married, one recently widowed.

They helped us dive into deep conversations about marriage, our relationship, and our future.

We asked each other difficult questions, revealed fears, and explored dreams in a way we haven’t done since we were first dating.

It felt so good to take time out and reconnect again.

We should do it more often.

We are in love.

Not Proud- But the Tears Came Out

I’m not a crier. I mean I cry when something really sad happens, like when watching “Once Were Warriors” (best NZ film ever, rent it), but I don’t cry in front of strangers. And I definitely don’t cry, pout, or whine to get what I want. I used to think I was morally opposed to all that, something to do with being a strong independent woman, and earning things of my own accord. Yeah. About that.

On Friday I got a letter in the mail from the lovely people at customs. Like some of you suggested in my last post, they were holding my dress for an import duty. I kind of had a feeling that this was what was happening, but I was in denial. Sure enough when I opened the letter there were the famous words:

“We are writing in regards to a package that has been sent to you from overseas”… blah bah blah… something about a fee… and then the total… $315.00. WHAT!!! $315.00?!?!?

Granted, that is kiwi dollars, but seriously? That’s about half of what I paid for my dress.

Apparently they had determined that my thrice-used dress was worth over $1,000 kiwi, which made it subject to an import duty of 10% and then because it was clothing it was subject to Goods and Services Tax of 12.5%, and then there was a fee for having them open the box and of course tax on the cost of that fee. I freaked out a little.

After 2 hours of talking to two different very unfriendly and unhelpful customs officers at the national call center, one who referred me to a fake local office that didn’t exist, and another who wanted me to hire a customs broker, I finally got the number to a smaller somewhat local branch of customs. At this point I was feeling quite frustrated, a bit sad, and just overall defeated. I was thinking about a conversation I had with Mr. Veggie that morning about our budget and how important it was to stick to it. I was thinking about how many hours of work $315.00 would equal. I was thinking about how it had been almost 4 weeks since my dress got sent out and how many times I had called the post office to see if it was in. I’m not proud of my next move.

Customs officer Andrew picked up after about the 15th ring:

Andrew: NZ Customs how can I help you?

Veggie: (sob)

Andrew: Um, I’m sorry, I couldn’t understand that.

Veggie: (sob) Bride. (sob) Wedding dress. (sob) Fee. (sob) Can’t afford.

Andrew: Oh, I’m so sorry let me see what I can do.

Ten minutes later my dress was through customs and on its way to my door. Supposedly it will arrive on Monday. One step forward for my wedding dress… one step backwards for women’s lib struggles worldwide.

Have you pulled out the bride card to get what you want? Or even worse the ultimate combo of crying bride?

Patience Is Not My Strong Suit

Why the bleep isn’t my dress here yet? As previously mentioned, the lovely Adriana sent it out ages ago. And according to the USPS package tracker (which I may have checked, oh I don’t know, about 1,000 times this week) here is the status:

There are a few weird things about this:

#1- Why did it take 5 days for my dress to get from Miami to Auckland? I mean I’m assuming it went “por avion” because a boat definitely would need to depart from a west coast port, not Miami. Unless of course they went the scenic route. And in that case, kudos to that ship captain for hauling butt and circumnavigating the globe in 5 days. But honestly 5 days to fly to New Zealand?

#2- What reason could there be for my dress to have to enter customs twice? A long history of wedding dress drug trafficking? Oh, I guess so. Fair enough. Check it twice. http://www.defimedia.info/articles/2659/1/Wedding-dress-lingerie-hide-drug-parcels/Page1.html

#3- Even if you do need to be extra careful to ward off drunk trafficking bride-zillas, how long could it possibly take for a dress to get through customs? They’ve had it for NINE days!

I’m freaking out here! Of course there’s absolutely no reason for me to freak out, I have tons of time to do alterations, and I could actually call customs to see what’s up. But all the same, the anticipation and waiting is driving me nuts.

How to Be Inspirational (An Inspiration Board Tutorial and Housetruck tour)

How I am keeping myself sane while I wait for my dress to get here. (The dress that supposedly arrived in New Zealand 8 days ago, but has yet to make it to my PO Box)…
The two most frequently asked questions I’ve gotten not the ‘bee are “Can you explain your housetruck?” and “How do you make your inspiration boards?”. So I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone and do a little inspiration board tutorial using our cozy little house truck as subject matter.

So, I’m no graphic designer, and I don’t have any fancy programs. So take my novice advice with a grain of salt. I use Microsoft Word, but these instructions would apply easily to powerpoint, if you prefer. And of course there are a million other ways to do these (including handy on-line inspiration board makers). I’m going to make this tutorial assuming complete computer illiteracy, so pardon any redundancy or explaining of silly details that are obvious.
I start with a blank document and change it to “landscape” (File – Page Setup – Orientation). Before I do anything else I always make sure that my formatting palette it showing. It just makes life much easier (View – Formatting Palette). This might also be a trivial detail, but when I’m doing a board I also like to make sure that I can see the entire page (View – Zoom – Whole Page).

Now I’m almost ready to start. The final thing I do, before gathering images, is to add a page break. This is helpful so that you have one page to put all of your images, and one page to make your actual board (Insert – Break – Page Break).
OK, now I’m ready to add some images. Here’s where stalking all those wedding blogs for months on end comes in handy. To grab an image off of a website the easiest thing to do is use your right mouse button to click on the image (Control+click if you have a mac), a menu will pop up and will allow you to “Save As”. Make sure to save the images in a place you can find them later. Is this too much detail?? Oh well, I’ll continue.
Some tricky websites make it so that you cannot save their pictures using a right click. This is where it gets a bit tougher. Those of you who have Macs can do a “screen shot” (Command+Shift+4). A crosshairs will come up and anything you select on the screen will become an image that gets automatically saved to your desktop. Some PC’s have a similar tool on the keyboard that is called “Print Screen” which will essentially take a photo of your entire screen and save it.
I guess my only suggestions in regards to collecting images is to keep in mind that inspiration can come from anywhere, not just wedding websites. Design blogs, your favorite clothing stores, and even news websites can provide great inspiration images. Its best to have too many images rather than too few.
So now we have a bunch of images saved to our computer ( I often have too many, but no worries). Let’s start putting them on the board. To insert a picture go to Insert – Picture – From File. Then you can find the image where you saved it onto your computer and add it onto the page.

Once the image is on the page use your right mouse button (or Control+click for Macs) to click on the picture. A menu will come up. Click on Format Picture – Layout – In Front of Text.

This will allow you to move the picture anywhere on the screen. At this point I usually resize it by clicking and dragging one of the corners to make it a manageable size and move it over to the right side of the screen so that it is out of the way. Then I repeat these steps until I have about 20-30 images on the page.
Occasionally you might get a picture that shows up sideways. In that case, after you format it to make it in front of the text, click on the picture. You will notice that your formatting palette gives you lots of options. In the menu “Size, Rotation, and Ordering”, choose “rotation”. You can either turn your picture 90 degrees right or left, or using the free rotate tool grab one of the corners of your picture and spin it.
So at this point you’ll have a crap-ton of pictures in a pile on your page. I like to sort them now so I can figure out which ones will actually end up on the board.

Then I drag all of my favorites down onto the second page, and try to make them all fit. It’s not too important to get the sizes right at this point, and its not even too important if they overlap.
During this process you can start to crop your images to make them fit better. To crop an image click on the picture, you will notice that in your formatting palette there is a section called “image” there you will find a tool called “crop”. Click on that icon and then you can chop off parts of the images that you don’t want by clicking on the image and dragging the sides in. Here I’ve cropped the picture of the ladder up to our bed.

Once I’ve crammed as many pictures on the page that I think will fit I take a look at it and start getting rid of images. I never delete the pics, just move them up to the first page, so that if I need them as space fillers later, I can come back to them. You might delete photos that don’t quite fit with the overall color scheme, that seem redundant, or that you just don’t like as much.
On this housetruck board once I looked at the pics, I realized I had chosen a lot of food images as my favorites. What can I say? We’re proud of our garden. I eliminated those to focus more on the actual housetruck.
Now you will have some blank spots, which will give you some room to maneuver the pictures. I usually try to pick a central image that most conveys what I’m trying to get across, and make that the largest image. Also keep in mind that images with a lot of detail will need to be larger than simpler images. (For example the interior shot of our house needed to be quite big so that you could see the details).
I would also say, that sometimes less is more. A well- thought out collection of select images may convey a stronger idea than a collage of many images.
Once I pick my one or two large images, I position them on the page and move the other images to the center. In my mind I then dived the page into rectangles. This makes it easy to place your remaining pictures.

Working on one rectangle at a time, I move, resize, and crop the pictures to fit. Don’t be afraid to crop the heck out of your images. Once I have filled a rectangle I move onto the next. I end up discarding a lot of images during this process.

Eventually, after a lot of trial and error I end up with something that looks like this. I think that somewhere between 8-16 images is ideal, depending on the size and detail of the images.
Now you’re nearly finished. I often like to add a background to my boards. I find that fabric samples, textures, or even plain colors can give the board some extra oomph. To add a color background, choose “Add Object” on the formatting palette, and then click on the little picture of the circle and square. A menu will pop up with options of shapes you can add. Choose the square and draw a giant rectangle that covers your whole page. Click on that square and then look on your formatting palette for the section that says “Colors, Weights, and Fills”. Change the fill color to whatever you want. You can even make it a pattern, or an image, using the “fill effects” option (I’ve chosen black because my board is quite busy already). You’ll then have a giant rectangle covering the page in whatever color/ pattern you chose. To get it behind your images just right click on it to get a menu, choose “arrange” and then “send to back”.
The final thing I often do is to add a line around my pictures. To do this press the shift button while clicking on each of your images until all of them are selected. Then look on your formatting palette for “Colors, Weights, and Fills”, and click on Line to change the line color.
Now you’re done. The last thing you have to do is make it an image so you can post it to the ‘bee. I am a mac user so I do this using the “Screen Shot” feature (Command+Shift+4). However, if you are on a PC you can go to File-Print-PDF, and word will save your file as a PDF. Once you reopen the document in adobe you should be able to save it as another kind of file (like a jpg or png) using the save as feature. Note that you might have to resize your margins because adobe likes to chop things off.

Whew, that was long. Happy Inspirationing!

Wife

Mr. Veggie and I are in that weird place where we’re not quite sure what to call each other in public. “Boyfriend”/”girlfriend” sounds like he just asked me to the eighth grade dance. And I certainly can’t use our pet names in public. (Immigration: Why are you applying for this visa. Me: My um… lovey… is a full-time student?)

But “fiance” has just never sounded right to us. Plus, if I introduce myself as Mr. Veg’s fiance it inevitably leads to long conversations about wedding planning and proposals and sometimes I just don’t want to get into all that with strangers (that’s why I have the hive, right?).

Luckily here in New Zealand the use of the word “partner” is fairly common, and we’ve taken to using that pretty often. But it does sound pretty formal, and since I have a boyish name can lead to some mild, yet entertaining, confusion.

So, we don’t really have this problem solved, but occasionally if I’m talking to a stranger, who I’ll likely never see again, and Mr. Veggie is out of earshot, and it just seems convenient, I’ll label Mr. Veggie as my “husband”.

I don’t do it very often, but when I do it always makes me smile. I get a little giddy. I feel mischievous. It’s like shaking your Christmas presents to try to figure out what’s inside (which I never do) or skipping ahead to the last page of a novel to find out the ending (which sometimes I do). I get a little embarrassed and look around to see if anyone we know might have overheard my white lie.

But yesterday, when we got to the check-out at the supermarket, each struggling with our overloaded baskets because we definitely weren’t going to buy enough to justify a full shopping cart, I, of course, decided I needed to go back to grab one more thing. Mr. Veg started to unload his 50 kg basket onto the conveyor belt and a woman stepped behind him in the line. I was coming back up the aisle and overheard this tidbit.

Mr. Veggie: “Um excuse me, but my wife just ran to grab one more thing, she’ll be right back”.

Be still my heart. He does it too! I melted.