Let’s play catch-up!

Well, since last November, a lot has happened. We moved in late September from my in-laws’ house to a daylight basement apartment about an hour away. Bonus: it has a huge, huge yard for the kids to gallivant in and for me to have a garden. A real life garden! And not in pots! We…

“It’s only a model…”

The other day my mother gave me a piece of my childhood.  Well, several pieces, really.  I have been coveting her anodized aluminum pots since I was a teenager.  They were sturdy, could go from the stovetop to the oven, and cooked quickly and evenly. More importantly, I can’t remember a time when these pots…

Bonbons…

Does that word have a hyphen in it?  I can’t remember. You know, I’ve decided that the best way to make my daughter and myself happy is to make her work.  After all, what are kids if not free labor?  I can laze around like I am right now while my daughter cleans her room,…

Can you dig it?

I know, a hopelessly horrible title.  But I’m excited! “But, why?”  You ask? Our garden will be “go!” next Saturday!  Whether the weather cooperates or not, I will have seeds in the ground.  There are plans to plant the corn in our community garden on the fifth, and Handsome and I will take the opportunity…

My Kingdom for a Garden!

In Idaho, winter seems to linger twice as long.  It must like our small mountains and windswept plains.  It certainly enjoys gnawing at the edges of our coats (and sanity) with dull, aching cold.  Each snowfall sits atop the last, creating layers of crystalline snow and crisp ice that refuse to completely melt until June….

How to make your life easier

Granted, I’ve only been married 6 years.  However, living in small student apartments with very little real storage has forced me to think creatively about how I organize my kitchen and pantry.  I was forced to reevaluate the way my mom did things and decide if they were really working for me and my family. …

I’m so crafty, it’s scary

I mentioned in my review of The Gentle Art of Domesticity that I had made a new blankie for Laura.  As I am not particularly skilled at sewing, this was a very satisfying accomplishment.  Inspired by a quilt with a pattern created out of small, thin strips of fabric sewn together, I cut strips of…

I’m weird, how are you?

I know many people my age think of the domestic arts in terms of sweet, gray-haired old ladies.  When I was a single 20something, I felt the same way. If there was to be an activity with our ladies church group (Relief Society), I prayed it would not be another class on making bread or…

Ruminating…

Since my back was out for the 4th consecutive day, we ditched schoolwork and watched Food Network all day. I feel a little better having that on since I can pretend they’re learning something. And when I pretend I’m raising the next Cat Cora or Bobby Flay. Hey, one of them needs to make it…

Marvelous Minestrone

Growing up, I was convinced that my mom had the best recipes. Her food was better than anyone’s. These days, I’ve decided that it’s because it was mostly homemade.  We may not have been the most well-off at times, but my mom took the groceries and made magic. This minestrone is a perfect example. It…

Feminism gone wrong.

This is a continuation of my review that was moved to a new post for the sake of brevity. ———- What made me realize how much I had been needing a book like The Gentle Art of Domesticity was an explanation.  Something I had been unconsciously aware of but could never put in words and…

Book Review: The Gentle Art of Domesticity

The last three weeks of December I was given an early Christmas present.  My saintly parents kept the children after we went out for Thanksgiving and my husband and I returned home.  ALONE. You must realize we’ve never lived without kids.  Never in 6 years of marriage.  But that’s a whole ‘nother post. Leaving Colorado…