Gabe and I were talking about healthcare yesterday, and I have to comment on how lucky we are to have it. It’s expensive. Like, REALLY expensive. But we have coverage through Gabe’s job and it’s really good. As with all things in life, you get […]
For some reason, I find it embarrassing that I love being home and having an adequate amount of time to devote to my kids, to my house, to cooking…to learning how to sew. Yes, I am learning to sew. And since I am naturally detail-oriented (possibly to the point of crippling perfectionism), I am finding myself to be pretty good at it. Who’d a thunk?
The biggest thing that I love is having a tangible accomplishment at the end of the day. I can stand in front of the newly uncluttered pantry and just stare at it. I actually open it a few times during the day and it gives me a sense of peace. We bought a new bedding set and it has so transformed our bedroom that making the bed is actually a joy. Not an overstatement there – I love the beauty and order of it. And a well-cooked dinner, created by me while Aidan watches from his bouncy seat as his wacko mama sears meat and dances to The Tallest Man on Earth to make him laugh, feels like a tiny miracle.
More than anything, I love that I can end a day without tomorrow’s never-ending To Do list hanging over my head. Sufficient for the day is its own worries. And if I don’t accomplish anything other than playing with the boys, which is what happened yesterday, I can rest assured that my day was full since I spent it raising these two amazing children that I happened to have made from scratch.
I do not dismiss my former life…I just don’t really miss it.
I roasted my first chicken this week. I’ll pause a moment for applause. It really was delicious, and at a cost of $18 it should have been! Yes, we actually spent $18.19 for a sustainably raised, humanely handled, 4-pound whole chicken. Let me explain. Last […]
The garden went in last weekend and it is looking a little sadder than when I started, but I am chalking this up to the seedlings having an initial bout of homesickness for their former life at Lowe’s. That and a week of 90-degree days – who can compete with that?? And let’s be honest, I am not a natural. I like the idea of being one with the earth, I just don’t have much experience with it and find it kind of dirty and overwhelming. But I’m learning.
To my credit I did take good notes on last year’s inaugural garden and made some improvements. I didn’t plant 5 zucchinis. Turns out that is way too much zucchini to handle. And I abandoned the dismal failures (cantaloupe, strawberries), modified the planting style (much less crowded this year), and added marigolds because my grandma used to have them in her garden. I had to Google why she did that – turns out they keep aphids out naturally. My grandma was way ahead of her time…or she lived in a time when “organic” was the status quo and the thought of dousing plants in expensive chemicals for no reason was seen as weird. In any case, they look beautiful and give an instant feeling of gratification.
From a cost perspective, it’s cheaper this year. Last year we had to buy the pots for the tomatoes, and Gabe built the garden beds and prepped the soil with peat moss and compost. This year we tilled then jumped straight to planting, and I have a goal of conquering the magical world of mulch this season. Ah, the optimism of a novice.
The most immediate challenge is to find an organic fertilizer. I used a fish-based one last year, but it reeked. A day in the garden turned into an evening of Danielle and her fish gut fingers. Any suggestions here would be welcome. And if anyone has an idea on how to quell Jude’s natural “I picked a flower!” instinct that would come in handy as well…
Our final plant count: 2 zucchini, 1 Habanero pepper, 1 rosemary, 1 flat leaf parsley, 4 sweet basil, 1 pumpkin, 1 straight neck squash, 1 acorn squash, 1 Mexibell pepper, 1 Anaheim pepper, 1 hill of watermelon seeds, 2 rows of lettuce seed, and 5 potted tomatoes of different varieties. Total cost, $83.87.