Month: March 2016


I bring out the ironing board.
4 yr old: That is not a boogie board! What is it?
Maybe I should iron more.


Room With a View


Working on listing some books on my etsy store. This is my view and I can hear my girls play outside- Contentment.



I wish to run my home so like

the honeybee: sublime

in symmetry, exacting each

degree creating sweet

and ever pure reliquaries.


(decided to play with common meter. I took my  poem “the honeybee” and reworked it a bit)


The Honeybee

I wish to run my home like the honeybee

who knows sublime symmetry, exacting each

degree, creating reliquaries ever pure and sweet!





Do I believe in the resurrected body?

How could I not?

Why else would I kick this pebble along the path?

Satisfied by its trajectory.

What else is there?




My father took this picture and sent it to me. This is the backyard  I grew up in,  where I  chased chickens, rode horses, trained puppies, played, camped, fought, grew,  was proposed to, held our wedding reception, and  where my children now play and roam. This backyard is always with me. It’s beauty bittersweet, ever changing but lasting in my mind. When I think of home this is what I see:




It is the first Good Friday I have fasted for since getting married. I have either been expecting a baby or breastfeeding one and therefore was exempted. I had forgotten how cleansing it is and how hard.


Feeding Mouths

My children do not believe in snacking; They believe in second breakfast and second lunch.


Feminists on Etsy, Sheesh.

I find the whole home-made, anti-patriarchy  home decor rather ironic. I mean how do they think the skill of embroidery was able to be preserved and passed down from generation to generation, mother to daughter? um, the Patriarchy.

for centuries men have worked and protected women died for them, so the women could live,  care for children, build up the home and culture. Their protection enabled women to cultivate useful skills like weaving, sewing, stitching. And having time to make something decorative for the home was really quite the privilege- one paid for by a man’s protection and his sacrifices. And do these men get a thank you for creating a higher standard of living, for sacrificing their lives for women and children, for building Western civilization? No. they get this:


It’s not even that impressive as far as embroidery skills go.