And I’m stepping up on my soapbox on two familiar fronts.
The first is battling the influx of catalogs hitting our mailboxes. I don’t know about you, but I don’t shop from catalogs. I try to shop locally, but I’m not religious about it. But if I do order from a company, I shop their online catalog and order from there.
So once again, it’s time to visit CatalogChoice.org and re-opt out from any companies that have since ignored your request not to send more catalogs.
You did that last year, right? No? Well, you can start from scratch, then.
And the other soap box – wait – did soap really used to come in boxes strong enough to stand on? Hang on …
“Throughout the 19th Century and into the 20th, prior to the invention of corrugated fiberboard, manufacturers used wooden crates for the shipment of wholesale merchandise to retail establishments. Discarded containers of every size, surprisingly well-constructed and sturdy, were readily available in most town. These “soapboxes” made free and easily portable temporary platforms for street corner speakers attempting to be seen and heard at improvised “outdoor meetings,” to which passersby would gather to hear often provocative speeches on religious or political themes.”
Well, whadaya know? I hear they’re good for making derby cars, too.
Soapbox #2 is a plug for Heiffer International. Now, I’m leery of recommending charities, because often you don’t know the real story about them. But I like these guys. I like that you can buy as much as a whole farmload of animals for a family or as few as two chickens to provide eggs for hungry kids. I like that they now have options for buying medicine, warm clothes, food education and clean water for people all over the world who need them. And I like that they have Heiffer Ranch, where participants are at least introduced to the realities of living in some third world countries.
Donating to this – or ANY charity of your choice – in a friend or family member’s name is a great Christmas gift idea.
I’m just sayin’.