Monday, January 15, 2007
Saving the Yellow Pages
This year, I am trying a new tactic in my ongoing attempts to save the telephone book. Each December, we receive a beautiful shiny new phone book, and by January, the cover is half gone. By March, the first several pages are missing, and it's all down hill from there. The Yellow Pages receive no respect around here: not from my husband, who leaves it on the floor by his chair to be trampled; not from small children who use it as a shield during light saber battles; not from older children, who use it as a foot rest during piano practice; not from its official place of refuge, a smallish sort of drawer next to the refrigerator which eats phone books. But this year, I've devised a plan to foil all phone book abusers: I've laminated my beautiful brand-spankin' new phone book. It might last till March.