Tuesday, February 23, 2010

“I hate the word housewife; I don't like the word home-maker either. I want to be called Domestic Goddess.”


I'm going to get something off my chest and I will probably not be too popular with some of you once I am finished.
My church really pushes for mothers to be at home, no higher calling than mother, heart of the home, etc...I think that is a worthy endeavor, being at home. I was home for 17 years raising 4 children.
I was a homemaker. I mean, I made a home, working every day at that task. I gardened and canned. I got up with my children, fixed them breakfast, made lunches, made sure they were at school on time, fixed them a snack when they got home. I cooked delicious, nutritious and balanced meals. I made bread and baked cookies. I washed and ironed my husbands shirts. I kept a clean and tidy house. I sewed and painted and built. I took a real sense of pride in MY JOB. This was my JOB. My husband went to his job and this was MY job.
Lately, I am bewildered by the posts I am reading in blogs and on Facebook, posts written by stay at home moms and not just one or two. Posts detailing their days, the hours spent on facebook, the lunch dates, the naps, the mess, the dinners out, the showers at 3:00pm,the dozing for a couple of hours on the couch while the kiddos watch Dora, blah, blah , blah. "Can't wait til hubby comes home from work and asks me what I've done all day! hehe".
Everyone chimes in, echoing the same habits, unashamed.
Have you no pride? Don't you feel the least bit responsible to do your most at home while your husband is out working, at a job he may not love, to provide for you and your family?
Or is it you are depressed? I don't get it!
I guess I am just old school, but get out of bed before your kids and shower and get dressed.
Turn off the TV, get away from the computer for a while and do something constructive.
Have some pride in being a homemaker.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Smorgasborg

The Bible Salesman I read a good book. Not the best book, but a good book.







Am I the only one who is getting a little tired of overly styled wedding photos? Everything I see lately looks like an Anthropology spread.



I was at school... naked, working in the
library, trying to fix something for a
a crowd of teachers. Just as I saved the
day, I made a jiggly move and they
all noticed...my nakedness. In my dream I think,
"Damn, Cathy! Why do you keep forgetting to dress!!", because I've has soo many of these dreams lately! They are not just set in school, oh no, I'm all over town! It used to be "caught in my undies" dreams, but I've graduated to naked.I know the meaning of these dreams and they are pretty right-on.




American Idol was way too long for my taste tonight, reminded me of why I had forgotten my previous love affair with the show. If they get rid of Andrew Garcia, I won't watch any more.



Tuesday, February 9, 2010

A Love Affair Re-kindled

We met every Winter for several years.
It was always a good time. You were very entertaining, always good for a laugh, although I sometimes felt bad that our laughter was at the expense of others...well, not that bad!
You were a distraction from the cold, dark nights and I must say, there were times when I just could not wait to see you again!
Then, I just lost interest. Our relationship had staled...
Until tonight.
When I saw you again and I liked what I saw!
Once again, you will be my Tuesday night date!
American Idol, I'm back!

There are some great finalists this year!

LOVE Andrew Garcia! His take on "Straight Up" was so fresh and love that John Legend-esque voice!


Janell Wheeler's "American Boy" a song I love), very creative! She made it her own, so different from Estelle's!




Lilly Scott, also unique, great voice.




I like the more unique contestants. Not really impressed with the Colbie Caillat wanna be.
I thought Ellen made for a nice balance. I really like her!
So, those are my three favorites. Who do you like?

Little Things Mean a Lot








Giv
e me a hand when I've lost the way







Gi
ve me your shoulder to cry on...






(g
ive me some candy or just a kind word)






Litt
le things mean a lot
Lin
deman-Stutz 1953
(Words added by me)

So many little sussies today!
Claire, for the sweet surprise in the mail
Gail, for the note on my desk
Sherri, for the compliment
Teachers, for humor in the face of maddening demands

Thank You! Little things truly mean a lot!
It takes so little to brighten someone's day. I'm going to try to do so, more often,
myself !


Saturday, February 6, 2010

Johnny Depp sexiest man??

Before writing this post I had to ask myself,
"If my husband wrote a post about the sexiest woman on Earth, would I be bothered"?
If he included someone we knew, yes,
but people, we are talking stars, celebrities, People Magazine.
So don't hate me because I think they're beautiful.
I need a light-hearted, silly topic so here goes...


Very cute, but sexiest man??


Not for me.
I have eclectic taste, in all things, even men,
and I know some of my choices will make you go, "eeewwww"
but I don't care.

Manly, manly, manly


Wildly talented and a certain sardonic wit, and that voice!


ahhh, D'hani Jones
This Bengal designs his own line of bow ties, writes poetry,
a renaissance man

Mike Rowe
mmm, mmm mmm


I won't go on,
but I want to know,
who is on your list?