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“Practicing the Art and Mystery of Housewifery”

We took a trip to Williamsburg, Virginia in the summer of 2012. Standing in the hot kitchen building where the cooking hearth fire had just been extinguished, the living historian explained the duties of the woman of this house in the 1700s. She oversaw all the domestic activities and practiced the art and mystery of housewifery. I asked him to repeat that. He repeated this and added, you didn’t want everyone to know all your secrets. I am, however, willing and glad to share mine here.

My definition of Housewifery encompasses mothering, housekeeping, gardening, and cooking. And includes decorating, diapering, and ridding my house of squirrels.

 

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On ‘The Good Mother’

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 On ‘Raising Fair Fiona’ 

Or read ‘Oopsie Daisy Mommy

 On ‘Son Shine’

Or read ‘Ready or Not, Here’s Mommy’

 On ‘My Joy of Cooking’

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On ‘How Does My Garden Grow’

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On ‘To Clean or Not to Clean’

Or read ‘New Year’s Urge’

Safe Inside Your Own Head

Posted by on Dec 5, 2016 in Ahas, Daily Shalagh, Gathering My Lessons, The Good Mother | 0 comments

Safe Inside Your Own Head

How do you guarantee your own safety and comfort in your own head? The declaration that your head as a protected area, a safe zone requires an inner adult. And this statement of safety is then woven into the fibers of our being and we take it wherever we go. Seems my adult needs to show she has my back for me to trust she’s got it wherever I go. My inner adult is either trustworthy or she isn’t. And when she isn’t, I feel frightened. I do not know or trust that I will be safe. I can rush off conjuring the future mishaps and...

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My Writing Thoughts Today

Posted by on Nov 9, 2016 in Ahas, Creative Projects, Daily Shalagh, Gathering My Lessons, Keeping House and Mind Alligned | 0 comments

My Writing Thoughts Today

Today I realized that I have come full circle back to the writing. Where I started to see that I needed to prioritize my writing back when I started my blog, I took a detour this past year for a little while focusing on my art. I feared that my art wasn’t prioritized enough. Like the little sister always getting shoved out of the way for the big brother’s achievements. So I gave her some time to play and she’s happy again. It is November now, a month when a lot of fellow writers are embarking on their writing journeys with...

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Hallelujah it’s Halloween 2016

Posted by on Oct 31, 2016 in Daily Shalagh, Housewifery, Random, Silly I Tell You | 2 comments

Hallelujah it’s Halloween 2016

And lastly, Halloween wraps up my month straight of posts in October, 2016. I used to really celebrate this holiday when I was younger. Even way into my 30’s, Mark and I had a great time dressed as a pirate and his cabin boy. And a pimento loaf and cheese sandwich. Kids came and its now all about them and their fun and costumes. I made sure I decorated this year 4 days ahead to make it real and Fiona babbled with excitement when she got home and saw the decorations. In a wonderful article by fellow blogger Rae Ritchie here called...

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Food Porn

Posted by on Oct 27, 2016 in Daily Shalagh, Eastern Shore Experiences, Housewifery, How Does My Garden Grow, My Joy of Cooking | 6 comments

Food Porn

I realize that you may or may not know how much I love to cook. I do take pictures sometimes of what I make but I even more seldomly am posting them. I don’t know why. Well maybe it’s because there’s a lot that goes into being a food blogger. Except who doesn’t like oggling the pictures. And we all need some inspiration to be in the mood for food to make. So I’ve decided to give you a food porn picture-athon for today only. Enjoy! Homegrown garden tomatoes went into gazpacho (recipe here) and homemade tomatoes...

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Flashes of Home : My Past and Future are Now

Posted by on Oct 26, 2016 in Ahas, Daily Shalagh, Gathering My Lessons, Housewifery, Used To Be | 2 comments

Flashes of Home : My Past and Future are Now

I keep getting flashes of my home as a child. They’re not infused with any specific memory but they feel significant. Like they’re guideposts to a thing that I’m doing now. I think my heart and brain are building a bridge to a place called Home. And that place is inside me. From the fabulous movie Garden State: Andrew Largeman: You know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn’t really your home anymore? All of a sudden even though you have some place where you put your shit, that idea of...

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The Gift of Empowerment

Posted by on Oct 12, 2016 in Ahas, Daily Shalagh, Gathering My Lessons, Little Guy Lessons, Raising Fair Fiona, Son Shine, The Good Mother | 0 comments

The Gift of Empowerment

The sound of my whining children is like a mosquito circling my head. But instead of swatting the bug/child, I realize that they always think that they are never going to get their way, get their needs met, or be able to negotiate for themselves. Just as you have to tell them that all movies are make-believe and any movie I allow them to see will always end well, you have to tell them they are allowed to ask for their needs to be met. They don’t know they’re entitled yet to positively ask for what they need. They don’t know...

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Making Fresh Pasta for the Fresh Tomato Sauce

Posted by on Sep 21, 2016 in Daily Shalagh, My Joy of Cooking | 1 comment

Making Fresh Pasta for the Fresh Tomato Sauce

Usually in August every year, when the tomatoes begin to stack up, I suddenly need to make tomato sauce. I roasted the cherry and grape tomatoes and added them into the sauce for a twist. It was so sweet I had to add a little rice wine vinegar to bring back some acidity. And since I’m making fresh tomato sauce, it’s also the perfect time to make homemade egg pasta. There is nothing in the world like fresh pasta. And luckily, the making of the dough is one thing that three-year olds like to help with and can actually help with. So...

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Thought Weeds : Where They Stop and You Begin

Posted by on Sep 5, 2016 in Ahas, Daily Shalagh, Gathering My Lessons, How Does My Garden Grow | 2 comments

Thought Weeds : Where They Stop and You Begin

What is there to not love about a good gardening analogy? Growing your life and weeding out that which doesn’t work is such a universal concept. The analogy can be used for money, community, happiness, and self-love. Tending them daily, rethinking them, weeding them, and watering them as you would a vegetable garden. Staying in touch and mindful of anything guarantees you’ll do a better job at it. So when my therapist offers that the soul garden I’m living in and the thoughts I’m living by contain some big ugly weeds...

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Non-Negotiable Creative Soul Living

Posted by on Aug 26, 2016 in Ahas, Creative Projects, Daily Shalagh, Gathering My Lessons, Keeping House and Mind Alligned | 0 comments

Non-Negotiable Creative Soul Living

My therapist chuckled a little and said, “You know you get to live an extraordinary life. Where you can live your creativity every day. You live in your house that you made pretty for you and you’re creating your world daily according to what you need. That is a precious way to live. Don’t forget that.” Because , yes, I had forgotten that. Or perhaps I’d never realized that. And these doses of perspective are one of the many gifts I greedily gobble up with my world interactions these days. I am so busy doing doing doing all...

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Summer’s Ending

Posted by on Aug 22, 2016 in Ahas, Daily Shalagh, Eastern Shore Experiences, Gathering My Lessons, The Good Mother | 0 comments

Summer’s Ending

After our teeth cleanings, I moaned to Penny behind the desk at the Dentist’s office, “I’m done with Summer. I am just so done.” I’d begun to chew rigorously on the inside of my lip from the stress of the two bickering in the back seat on the way to the appointment. I was glad that the dental hygienist hadn’t mentioned the damages during my teeth cleaning. Knowing that school is a mere 5 days away, I can almost let my breath out. The Summer played out like the swim test my son took and passed. Started out confidently,...

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