Clearly I don't fit in

As I walked into the Food Co-op yesterday, it was apparent that I do not fit in. My first clue should have been that I had the only SUV in the parking lot, but it didn't help matters that I had a (fake) Kate Spade purse and patent leather shoes. (At least Littlebit was wearing a homemade skirt, that should give me some points.) These items may not stand out at the market, but I just as easily could have had a sign over my head flashing, Different!

Joining the Co-op is something I have been mulling over for a year as I have been trying to feed my family more local and organic food. We had our garden and a CSA in the summer and the market from April to December, but I'm really stuck for local produce the rest of the year. I've been reading Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver and I think it just gave me the push I needed. The Co-op is not really convenient for me and the floor needed to be swept, but I think I can make it work. They also had a few things I have been looking for that I couldn't find. The price is $29 for a lifetime membership with $24 of that refundable if you decide you don't want to be a member. It was pretty much a no brainer for me.

I don't agree with some of the political activism that I'm sure goes on there and they were a little shocked when I checked the box no for sending me political information. The volunteers there were very helpful and nice. I think we won them over because my husband read the sign that said to right the PLU numbers on produce and we did. I will be back, even with my Kate Spade purse and shiny shoes.