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  • Champion Homemaker

    Last week I won the Chelsea Homemaker of the Year Award at the Chelsea Fair.  Now, anyone who knows me well knows that public recognition embarrasses the bejeebers out of me.  I hid with a scarlet face behind Baby J, while they bedecked me in a sash and crown and gave me flowers and a plaque.  Then, I was careful not to tell anyone and grateful that no one I knew was at the ceremony.  This worked well until my husband absconded with my computer and Kindle, updated my Facebook status, and refused to return my electronics until he somehow made it so that I can’t delete it.  I will now be changing my password to Mattisarat and putting my icy feet on his belly in the middle of the night for the remainder of his life (which may be short.)

    Soon after I got the phone call to be sure I was at the award ceremony, I walked into the girls’ room and stepped SPLAT! into something cold and squishy, yet curiously crunchy.  On opening the window shade I found that my usually well behaved three year old had made a fish pond in the middle of her bedroom carpet with water and goldfish crackers.  I hopped off to the bathroom on my heels, navigating around laundry piles to rinse my foot.  The irony …

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