Where have I been! Lately I've busied myself with cooking. About a week ago I receive a package of two Julia Child Cook Books I ordered from Amazon. Besides reading, "Mastering the Art of French Cooking" like a textbook, I've been trying new recipes I find online, reading my other book, taking piano lessons, going to job interviews, and working in my church calling. (Along with the everyday life stuff like cleaning and grocery shopping etc.) I just haven't felt like blogging about it much; although, as you can see I have plenty of subject matter. The other day I was writing my mother and I realized I had gotten into a habit of wanting STUFF, and I'm done with that. I want to do constructive things. Stuff doesn't really matter, it breaks or wears out or I realize I don't really use it and then what? All I've done is spent money. Gaining experience and learning new things stay with me forever! I have plans to find the perfect material and sew myself a beautiful apron to keep my clothes nice through all the cooking I'm doing. I hate plain aprons with no style or elegance or personality. Mine will look something like this one I found online the other day. It will be cheaper to make it myself and when I'm done I will always be able to make aprons. Make new aprons when the old one wears out, or make and give them as gifts,
and improving my sewing skills (which are always useful) at the same time. I hereby dub it a worthy pursuit.
I love being a wife! I love domestic activities; not that I just love scouring floors and scrubbing dishes, but I love keeping house for my family's well-being, and finding creative ways to conserve money and resources. I love learning how to do it. I love doing little things for my husband I can tell make him feel loved. It makes me feel special and irreplaceable, and really isn't that everybodies' heart's desire? That's how I find my
Joie de vivre.. just in doing the little things that make me feel as though I live a charmed life. Soft little kisses, singing while loading laundry, a bright kitchen sink, a long walk while the morning air is still cool, a delicious dinner set at the table, a long distance call to my parents, petting the dog, a quiet read.. I know I'm a romantic, but if a person can't enjoy the little things she does every day -then where will be the joy in life?
