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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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A Warm Salad?

Posted by on Jan 13, 2017 in Daily Shalagh, My Joy of Cooking | 8 comments

A Warm Salad?

This is a republication of an old favorite from 2012. Hope you feel inspired to cook from it. I can always use some inspiration. I’d promised to pass along my recipe for a yummy warm salad with garbanzo beans (aka chick peas), orange zest, tomatoes, and salmon to my friend. Having pulled the recipe out of the box, it was last spotted with a pile of papers in the office area. That was about a week ago. I seem to have misplaced the recipe card. I have searched for it under my chair, inside my books, and even online but to no avail. And thinking...

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Parenting On the Edge of the Middle

Posted by on Jan 4, 2017 in Ahas, Daily Shalagh, Gathering My Lessons, Housewifery, The Good Mother | 4 comments

Parenting On the Edge of the Middle

My fellow Mom and I were standing there watching our children do laps at the Christmas train show. And I mused how it was hard to find that middle ground in between that place where everything your child does is all about you and that place where you’re completely disengaged. But to choose to stand on the ground in between. It’s hard to be there. If I make everything they do about me, as in making me happy, making me look bad, etc., then how can I expect them to not think everything and everyone doesn’t revolve around them....

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Industrious Over-focused is My Coping Mechanism

Posted by on Jan 2, 2017 in Ahas, Daily Shalagh, Gathering My Lessons, Housewifery, Keeping House and Mind Alligned | 4 comments

Industrious Over-focused is My Coping Mechanism

I rocked my Christmas production. While Mark was out of the country on business in mid December, I scheduled all the Christmas activities on my two daycare days, at night, and on the weekends. In fact, by working more proactively this year, I event coordinated both Christmas and Thankgiving like a pro. And when it was over, when the pause between Christmas and New Year’s came, I awaited the twitchy tell-tale signs of my spastic over-doing nature to pull me off the couch. From my therapist, I learned that in childhood, when a child...

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Remember, They Are So Little

Posted by on Dec 28, 2016 in Ahas, Daily Shalagh, Gathering My Lessons, The Good Mother | 0 comments

Remember, They Are So Little

Remember, they’re still so little. When they’re big people, they won’t be little anymore. They say “The days can be long but the years are short”. I have to imagine them grown already to appreciate them more here while they sass me and argue with me. They are clever and funny, manipulative and innocent. I hold space for all these qualities in them that they find what’s right for them. I try to be a wise and patient parent. And then I snap, apologize for my humanity and move on. They are of me but not mine. I...

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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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