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It's not easy being Green



Perhaps Kermit the frog said it best.

These days we'd all like to be a bit more earth friendly and carcinogen avoiding. Let's face it, we're all pissing bishpenol A at levels that just ain't right. But the going green effort isn't as easy as buying your shampoo at Whole Foods. Well, it can be. That's about the best I can do on a personal level (Look, buying all new everything and changing your entire lifestyle isn't that easy but at least I'm not rubbing the carcinogens into my kids' scalps). But of course this is more like going orange, or something. I'm trying, on the personal front. And I'm nuts about green businesses.

Baby steps.

Anyway, one thing I do is buy JASON natural swimmers shampoo (for my otherwise green-from-chlorine blond hair) at Whole Foods. It's great. Smells good, makes me feel like I'm saving the world, and apparently gets the chlorine out.

Speaking of chlorine, I can't wait to get back in the pool tomorrow. See you there.
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