Last night was a whirlwind of shopping and cookie baking. Guess what? The cookies turned out okay! Good, even. Yay! I know, big deal right? The significance of this is that I haven't exactly worked on my "skills" doing anything that might be considered "domestic" but it means more to me now. I think more and more about all the things my mom knew how to do at my age or younger (and with kids to take care of) and how much I suck for not knowing that stuff! Examples:
- I sewed a button back on a pair of pants, and I think it fell off the same day.
- Years ago when I lived with my mom, she left some potatoes boiling on the stove while she went to do something else. She asked me to mash them, and I did - without draining the water first! (Still feel bad about that one.)
- At least I don't mind doing laundry, and with my experience I should be pretty good at it. But I can't guarantee I won't shrink things...
- I don't really enjoy cooking, but if I do make something it's usually all in one skillet.
- My cleaning and organizational skills have dropped from above average to "I'll try to make it look decent for company."
Well, you gotta start somewhere, right? The baking frenzy will continue!
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Fake it 'til you make it
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3 comments:
best thing, non-lesbian, you've ever written.
ha! mashing with the water in...lol well, some people LIKE them creamy. REALLY creamy... ;)
Domesticality is over-rated in this day and age. Sure it would be nice to have a Samatha Stevens, with or without the nose wiggle, waiting at home for me with dinner on the table and my slpppers and a martini at the door but, you know, I'd happily settle for cookies and blowjobs.
so, I doubt you have much to be upset by your lack of traditional domestic womanly skills.
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