Author: Calamity Jane
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Camping with Kids: Whatever it Takes
On Tuesday, the 3YO spied the tent under the bed and got that Gleam in her eye. “Let’s go camping!” she cried with joy and excitement. “Oh, yeah, okay. Good idea.” I thought quickly, “We can set the tent up in the backyard!” “No.” She says indignantly. Grown-ups really need you to spell everything out…
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Of Green Tomatoes and Turkey Enchiladas
A couple of weeks ago, I sorted what was left of my slowly ripening tomatoes. The ones that were still very green, I decided to make into a green tomato jam. I had been enjoying slices of green tomato, fried simply (unbreaded) with my eggs in the morning, and then stacked all together on whole…
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No Sewing Necessary
I patently hate sewing. I do know how to sew. I sewed my own (blood red silk velvet) wedding dress. More recently I’ve been known to borrow a machine so that I could sew bridesmaid dresses in the middle of the night, in between nursing sessions, when the time came and it had to be…
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Anything But the Kitchen Sink
Okay, I’m done talking about cleaning. For now. Honest! I have lots of other interesting things to tell you. And I realize I’ve been text heavy lately, so let’s see some pictures, right? Let’s start with my garden, which is a heap of righteous green glory. I can’t believe I am eating out of my…
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Master or Slave?
I was going to title this post “Master of My Domain” but honestly, part of me has been wondering who the hell had this big Clean House idea anyway, because shit is this some work! My house is clean. Not immaculate, but pretty darned clean, even in the unders and behinds. It’s been more or…
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