I have never been big on Valentines. I don’t know why, I used to claim that it was because of feminism or commercialism, and even that it reminded me of the pain of growing up not being conventionally pretty and not feeling like I had the hope for romance the holiday celebrated, but maybe it’s just that I don’t like this time of year. Its cold and snowy and I just want to start planting stuff so bad. Who’s bright idea was it to put a holiday exclusively about romance in the middle of a season where it’s too cold to wear anything pretty or sexy on a date? (Probably someone who didn’t live in USDA Zone 4-5, I guess) It just seems like a holiday that shouldn’t be that big of a deal, like St. Patricks Day or Groundhog Day, but that people get waaaaay too obsessed over. As an adult, the part of Valentine’s Day that bugs me the most is the school party. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all about holiday parties at school, but I just don’t like Valentines Day. The era of Pinterest has only made school parties higher pressure than ever, and I can manage that at Halloween (because I love Halloween), but Valentine’s Day? Blech.
This year has been a big year for everyone here on the Rocking Homestead. There have been some ups and downs, mostly ups, and some big, life altering moments and decisions.
The biggest things that happened this year was most likely the birth of my surro baby, Kennan, the fact that I’ve completed most of my degree program, and we made the decision to remain living in this house, possibly forever.
A lot of homesteading bloggers spend a lot of time talking about how they keep their home. Maybe it’s so that they’ll have something to write about in the winter. Maybe it’s because some homesteader types are also June Cleaver, good housewife, often slightly creepy religious types, and they just love their cleaning as part of their traditional gender roles. I have stated before that I don’t want to dwell on that topic, partly because it’s boring as hell (cleaning sucks), and partly because it always seems to end up sounding slightly sexist. But I’ll let you in on a little secret; it’s also because I suck balls at it.
Have a gardener on your shopping list? Or are you a gardener and want to drop hints as to what you want for holiday gifts? Here’s a handy list full of ideas for small gifts and stocking stuffers for green thumbs!
It’s Wednesday, and I feel like I’ve wasted all of my break. I know I still have several days in which to accomplish more of my non food related goals, but it doesn’t seem like enough time. Maybe once the semester is over …
In any case, I’m at least being productive about getting our Thanksgiving meal in order before the big day. Here’s what I accomplished today.
It’s fall break! Which means the kids and I (Jessica) am home all week. Usually, I spend this week dicking around, avoiding homework, and then rushing around last minute getting ready for Thanksgiving almost entirely on the big day it’s self (to include cleaning), but that sucks so this year I vowed it would be different. I’m going to be productive (which means there will be more on my plate than just Thanksgiving dinner) and I’m not going to spend the whole day on Thursday cooking my ass off so that my back is killing me and I just want to go to bed by the time everything is ready.
Recently an advice column has been making the rounds on social media, in which a person asks for advice on what to do about poor kids coming into your neighborhood to trick or treat. The writer was pretty harshly criticized, and given how they talked about how their street isn’t that rich, they’re just doctors and lawyers and business owners, I’d say justifiably so. But it did make me think about some stuff.
Obviously summer is over in the northern hemisphere, where I live, so I am currently engaged in preparing my garden for winter. This used to be a much less involved task, but now that I’m a year into my horticulture program I know a lot of stuff I didn’t previously. Here’s what I’m doing to get everything ready for winter.
Recently I read an article all about fall date ideas that I thought was pretty asinine. I thought I could come up with a better list for more adventurous couples.
Date nights (or days, whatever) are important! They help you reconnect when you’ve gotten complacent due to stress and the mundane routines of everyday life. If you are a parent, it’s a great way to feel like a grownup and your own person again. And above all, date nights are just fun. You deserve fun. Say it with me “I deserve fun.” Good. Now, “I deserve to have a good time.” Excellent. “I am a badass who works hard and does all my adult stuff like a boss. I deserve a drink, good food, and maybe a little action.” You’ve got it.