Do people who are granola know they are granola?
I was standing in the check-out line at the grocery store today and as I handed the checker my bag of recycled bags to use, he kind of gave me a funny look.
I generally try to take used bags with me (I can’t stand the thought of them not being used more than once. I even take my produce bags and reuse them.) and by now most of the checkers are used to me pulling out bags to be reused.
But today, the checker was flustered. He couldn’t figure out what was going on. I have two canvas bags in which I stick both the paper and plastic bags and he wasn’t sure if I was buying the canvas bags or which bags they were supposed to use to sack. He was just acting weird – and normally no one flinches.
I was starting to feel like maybe it was more of a hassle for them to bag in my sacks and I felt really bad. Then I figured out what was going on.
My LLL fund raiser bag was face-up and the abstract woman nursing her child was staring him down. I’m pretty sure that was enough to freak him out (It probably didn’t help that my entire basket was filled with organic products. Plus I was using Love and Logic with Liam because he wanted to push the buttons on the credit card machine.), but then he read the text: “Sometimes the Best Things In Life Are Free.”
He didn’t make eye contact with me the rest of the process. I think the poor guy was embarrassed.
It totally shocked me that he was so shocked that he couldn’t even look at me. It’s not like I was going to whip out my boob right there just to make a point. (Even though Kansas Law says I can.)
I’m thinking, “So I carry around LLL bags. So what?”
And then I realized it.
He’s looking at me thinking I’m one of those Granola People…
and I AM, but I DIDN’T KNOW IT UNTIL TODAY!
Looking back, I really should have known. There are plenty of things I do in my life that quite obviously fit into the granola category.
- I am militant about recycling. It KILLS me to throw glass away, but our waste company won’t take it – they say it’s too expensive to recycle. (I have nightmares that the “recycling” trucks are actually just modified trash trucks and that all of my recycling is really just going to the dump.)
- I am sincerely concerned about global warming and the environment.
- I use those light bulbs that last forever.
- I turn off lights if I’m not using a room.
- Obviously, I take bags with me to the grocery store. (FYI, I get .05 off for every bag I bring back.)
- I can’t throw anything away. It has to go to Good Will, or I won’t let it leave.
- I use cloth diapers and the appropriate diapering accessories – including cloth wipes. I wash them in free and clear detergent – most recently Seventh Generation and Method.
- I buy organic whenever I can. I will avoid some conventional foods (grapes) completely – even though I adore them – because of the pesticides the farmers use.
- I once made brownies with black beans in them.
- I use Love and Logic, which is basically just organic discipline.
- I love to attend LLL meetings, and I’ve considered becoming a leader within that group, or becoming a lactation consultant and a doula.
- I would love it if my job required me to live blog and photograph people’s births.
- I have no problem nursing Elena in public.
- I let Liam attempt to nurse.
- I will nurse Elena until she weans herself.
- I wish I had had the guts to have natural childbirth with Elena – but I’m proud of myself for getting to the point I was at when I got my epidural. (Jenni was kind of shocked that I didn’t do it naturally “because [I'm] such an ‘Earth Mother’ with so many other things.”
- I like to use herbal/natural remedies when possible.
- I don’t use deodorant.
- Ok, that last one was a lie. But I really don’t shave my legs very often. (Lucky for me, my leg hair is blonde and soft!)
I’m sure there are other things that people have noticed that I’m missing. (Feel free to toss them out in comments.) But remember this people. No matter how Granola or not Granola you think I am, there are more purist Granolas than me.
And here’s proof:
I will have nothing to do with patchouli. Ever.
Hate the stuff.
(Organic cilantro on the other hand….)
Anyway, the question remains: How long is it before we Granola People realize that we are what we are? Are there people who never do? Are we missing out by not eating conventional raisins? Why do we do it?
(Personally, I do it because I want to see my children grow old in a world that’s not mucked up with a bunch of crap. And I really don’t want to get cancer.)
Do you know anyone you consider Granola? Are they more or less than I am? What characteristics do you use to define “Earthy People?”
Are you Granola?? How so?
C’mon, I want to see some intelligent discussion in the comments.
(And Aaron, don’t comment unless you have something nice to say. I know you are my recycling nemesis, but just give me this one moment of glory. Find something positive to say about this post, please.)