Turning off the computer and the television for a whole hour on a Saturday night made me feel a little like a heroin addict trying to get off the junk. Wow. Do I ever need to get a life.
On the upside, my mom and I (like the good tree-hugging, granola-eating Earth Hour-loving freaks that we are) did yoga by candlelight, while Csilla bounced around us like a crazed monkey. It was fun. Except for the Csilla part. Maybe next Saturday night my mom and I will try to do the same thing. Only after Csilla is in bed.
If anyone else celebrated Earth Hour, thanks for playing along. I'd love to hear about it.