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It's for the earth

Here's a fun project for a summer's day... our household ended up with a lot of old crocs. See, Chance likes to wear more than one color at a time, like one red croc and one green croc, so we'll usually let him buy two pairs so he can mix and match. Then one year there was a sale or something so we bought three pairs.  AND then one of us, me or Keen, got confused and came home with another pair in the same size and color because it was also on sale and we couldn't remember what shoes our kid had. (Shut up. We are old.) Lucikly for us Chance has feet that are both on the small side and grow slowly so he's worn those crocs for a couple of years!  

Now I had four pairs of outgrown crocs to deal with and that's just way more than I felt comfortable tossing in the trash or recycle bin. So I decided to turn them into planters!

It was super simple: I packed a bit of dirt into the toe, making sure there weren't empty gaps, then planted the flowers. After I got the plant in I put them in a bucket of water to soak.  They already have their own drainage holes after all.

I decided to use mine as upright hanging planters so I wrapped wire around the heal band to hang them. Alternately, you can also wrap the wire around the plastic "buttons" that hold the band on if those are missing (like in the dark blue ones I bought from the thrift store).

Crocs as planter

I also hit the thrift store for a couple more funky colored items to work with and one more larger pair of crocs.


Here's how they look hanging on the fence.

Crocs as hanging planters

It was fun, looks cute, and won't fill up any landfills!  I bet you could also shove a small glass into a croc and use it as a vase or centerpiece.                      - wg

Neuroses what?

I am nothing but a languishing pile of swollen tissues. 

So I've come to the conclusion that being in your 40s is definitely a mixed bag.  On the one hand you've got more experience, confidence, and usually a little more money.  You do things that you've never tried before. You speak your mind.  On the other hand, your body is going to pot and the older generation starts passing away.  Everyone turns the 40s into jokes about being too tired for sex, but the fact of the matter is they are just fricking hard!  It's probably a good thing everyone has their neurotic period in their 20s and 30s, because you just don't have time for neuroses while you're busy taking care of everyone later.

Sorry, non sequitor rant there.  My throat is swollen, my sinuses are swollen, and the rest of me is starting to swell up because I'm doing nothing lately but hiding from pollen and waiting for my radioactive throat to heal up.  (And, obviously, having too much time to think.)  The throat is being problematic by the way. You'll probably hear me bitch about it for the next two to six months because that's how long it could take to heal!  I'm starting to feel really lazy.  And not the good kind of lazy where you watch a movie and take a nap and feel justified about deserving it because you spend all your time taking care of other people.  This is the bad kind of lazy.  The snowballing type.  I had a fitness plan in place for the summer that I am not meeting!  OK, wait, that sounded snottily healthy.  I had a vague notion to take some sort of fitness classes for the summer that I am not meeting!  Instead I'm eating a lot of popsicles.  For my throat.  But they're the one's that are made from squished fruit so I'm going to count them as nutritious.