To say that the contributions of a homemaker are a luxury represents a complete misunderstanding of what a homemaker is. … More Everyone needs a home. Every home needs homemaking.
…in essence, the factory owners and ship builders and coal mine owners actually made their fortunes on the backs of those ‘unpaid domestic workers’ who contributed the fruit of their wombs, their time, their energy, and their creativity to create and serve those who were exploited in the workplace. … More Mother’s Day/VE day during Covid-19
Vinegar and baking soda are great fun for making fizzy reaction for the kids to play with, but I somehow doubt that the chemical reaction does much of anything to the surface on which it is occurring. Maybe I’m wrong, but that’s what my experience and basic knowledge of chemistry tells me. … More How (and why) to clean your oven
I wrote this post in February 2019 but was promptly sidetracked by kitchen upgrades. Painting that window opened a can of worms. Then the faucet broke and had to be replaced; which meant it was a good time to sand down the counter-top; and then paint the ugly drop ceiling, and then replace the flooring, and the baseboards…. … More Harpooning Glaciers
Seeing other people feeling joy, forgiveness, and growing into more freedom brings me happiness. Witnessing people cooperate and help each other with compassion, kindness, and grace; and being on that team brings me joy. … More Ruminating on Happiness
So here is my post, four days late and almost completely unedited…. I hope you like it. … More The dog ate my homework.
I believe what makes me so extraordinarily careful (fearful) is that I am gifted with an imagination which can generate the most vivid and gory outcomes for almost any given situation in less than one second. And instead of visualizing the positive, hoped-for outcome, I focus on the one which my mind serves up to me on a silver platter. … More Fear less.
…. as much as your husband or partner loves you, it’s really not possible for them to understand this part… and you need at least one person who ‘gets you’ to keep you sane. That, and probably coffee. … More The Second Birth
As I held onto the top of the door and the roof and swung my huge body into the rental car, I felt something inside me shift, and the waters that my midwives had broken hours before finally released onto the back seat. … More My First Birth Story
No one, at the end of their lives, has ever regretted taking too many naps.
… More A Normal Schedule
