Archive for January, 2009
Note to self: When you get in your car and it veers to the left or right when you start driving, you most likely have a flat tire! Pull over immediately and check all tires.
On my way to work today, the above happened. I quickly called my husband, who I knew would just be ariving back at work after his lunch break and asked, “Did you notice that my steering alignment is all @%#$ up and veers to the right?” (Pardon my French, my adrenaline was surging and I was fighting the urge to panic – Oh no, not my car!!!!) Well, he didn’t realize that veering to the side means you have a flat tire either, so I ended up driving it just long enough before pulling over to ruin the tire completely. I almost bucked up and changed it myself – I know it isn’t that hard – but I was missing part of the jack, the part that cranks around and basically makes it work.
So, here I am a couple of hours later, after help from the Principal of my school; two new tires, and too much money spent.
And, I’m still obsessed with the name of my blog. This Joyful Housewife name just won’t do for me if I’m not the only blogger with that name. I wonder: How can I still be unique, yet still advertise my fascination with all things housewife?
Hey you out there, every woman should know how to change a flat tire, so here are two sites you might want to review:
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I don’t like the name of my blog – I want so badly to change it
- Despite my careful research before I named the blog, I’ve discovered that I’m not the only The Joyful Housewife blog, and that’s a bummer
- I’m a synesthete (I perceive letters, numbers and words to have colors)
First, I wish I had chosen something more catchy for the title my blog, such as Modern Hausfrau. That’s nice isn’t it? I’ve been brainstorming for days, trying to come up with:
- something better
- something clever
- something that I won’t be embarrassed of or defensive about when I tell people about my blog (a major problem for me now)
- something that won’t make me lose my readers
But I’m picky about aesthetics and I love the way my title looks:
The Joyful Housewife
I love the way the J and the Y and the H and the two Fs look. They make a nicely balanced shape
And, strange as it sounds to most people, I have visual synesthesia, so for me the title has a pleasant peachy hue.
The Joyful Housewife
So…I guess I’ll keep the name for now.
And, in case you’re wondering, this is roughly how i see my alphabet:
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Here are some other interesting synesthesia websites:
A reader review on Amazon.com says it more eloquently than I can at the moment:
If you’re not a Feminist, read it anyway., July 25, 1999
By A Customer
This review is from: Women’s Room (Paperback)
French’s work is a maddening, beautiful, horrific, and eloquent work of artistry that truthfully tells of women’s lives. I recently read it at college (yes, I am Feminist, we’ll get that out of the way) and this novel allowed me to find the words to connect the thoughts that had been floating in my own head for years. The point of this novel is not even in its compelling, wonderful plot, it is in the ideas expressed and the intelligence of French’s work. I am certainly not a 1950’s suburban wife with two children, yet I found pieces of my life in every one of the characters of “The Women’s Room.” If you can get past the insipid idea that French is claiming all men are oppressive, all women meek or radical, and relationships between the genders are doomed, you’ll be a different person, emotionally and intellectually by the time you turn the final page. Read it slowly, savour the language, get angry, cry, laugh, become empowered, and find your own voice with the help of this remarkable novel.
I pretty much agree with everything said above by “A Customer.”
It is an excellent book about the history of women and the rise of the psychological and medical professions along with their “expert” advice to women in the past two centuries. I found out about it because my mom is currently reading it – thanks, mom!
I’m dying to post a proper review of this book, because although I mostly enjoyed it and devoured it in one weekend, I had mixed feeling about it. The reviews by readers have been mixed and cite two things of which I was also acutely aware when I read it:
- It is, unfortunately written with the assumption that the reader is an Upper Class American.
- Her holier-than-thou, “judgy, snotty way of referring to those different from herself” writing style was terribly offputting.
More to come on that book.
Finally, these are next books in my reading queue, which I have on order at the public library:
I’ve been waiting for this all my life! I never, ever rave about makeup, and maybe I’m behind the times, but this product is amazing. I was very tired, picking up my prescriptions and dog bones after work and I saw this on my way out of the store. I’m not and impulse buyer, but when I realized it was a stain, my curiosity got the best of me. And I’m not disappointed. The only thing is, I might actually have liked a lighter color than the one I bought. Although I’ve started to perfect my color choosing for regular type lipsticks, I really didn’t know what to expect when I picked this one. Anyway, its amazing, it looks natural, feels like nothing at all is on your lips and doesn’t really come off. Make sure you don’t “reapply” unless you want it to come out darker though. You can actually layer it to achieve as dark a look as you want. I’m such a dork.
It figures that the day after I sign up for NaBloPoMo, in which bloggers vow to post every day, I would slack off and miss a day. I was on a five day streak, and then yesterday it was soooo beautiful here in Denver, that I spent the day outside with my husband, cooked a lovely supper with him, and then was too tired to remember that I had breakfast pics to post about.
So here they are today, two of my favorite breakfasts:
Fried Eggs With Caramelized Onions
Greek Gods Yogurt With Berries
I read about the caramelized onions with eggs years ago in Suzanne Somers’ first Cookbook Eat Great, Lose Weight. I’m not anti-carb, but sometimes I go on Carb heavy streaks and I feel I need to eat fewer for awhile.
Yesterday, I knew we’d be eating spaghetti for dinner, so I left the toast out of my breakfast. I sauteed an entire red onion in olive oil and fried up two eggs. I used to eat this with sliced tomatoes on the side, but we got a great deal on grape tomatoes at our local market, so I added them to the pan when the onions were almost done and I was just putting the eggs in the pan. They added a sweet tanginess as a contrast to the caramelized onions. Oh my gosh! My favorite breakfast ever!
As for the Greek Gods Yogurt, my husband found it the other day and thought it was so good, he texted me about it from work. That night he was eating it again. When I asked him what it tasted like, he said, “Like heaven!” And we laughed and laughed because it sounded so cheesy. But it is true! This yogurt is amazing! It’s not exactly low in fat, but if you eat it instead of ice cream, it’s a very healthy dessert. You could easily serve it on a graham cracker crusts with berries and pass it off to guest as alow-fat cheesecake.
Casey snuck into the yogurt photos. He follows me wherever I go!
I’m planning to have kids, and now that I’m 30, I don’t want to wait much longer!
That’s why it’s nice to see research results such as these, published in Science Daily around the time of my wedding in 2007.
Instead of just comparing childless women and mothers, the researchers examined how the late-life well-being of childless women compared to that of three different groups of mothers who had their first children at different times—women who became mothers early (before age 19), “on-time” (between 19 and 24) or late (age 25 or later).
When they compared each group and controlled for sociodemographic factors as well, a more complex picture emerged that suggests how much the timing of motherhood matters.
Early mothers were the least satisfied and most depressed of all four groups, while delayed or late mothers were the most satisfied with their lives and the happiest. All other things being equal, the childless women were about as satisfied and happy with their lives as the on-time mothers.
“Most studies have shown that psychological well-being tends to decline when people have kids,” Pienta said. “And it only rebounds much later, when the children have left home. So it was surprising to find the highest level of well-being among the group that was most likely to have children still living at home or still in college. It suggests that delaying motherhood may have some benefits for women—probably related to being more career focused and having higher social standing.”
Really good news for someone who hopes to get something out of this delayed gratification. Waiting is not always easy. (Of course, the act having kids, itself, is not easy.)