That’s the thought I’m sure was rolling through the minds of my DH’s guests last night. He had some guys over from a new band – they’re looking for a drummer – and I had decided to keep myself busy in the kitchen while they jammed downstairs. When they arrived, I was deep into a salsa canning session, as well as baking zucchini bread, and working on an embroidery project. I’m sure any one of those activities would have made me look like a good little housewife, but I was doing all three at once. Add to that the fact that I had two loads of laundry drying on the clothesline when they all ventured out onto our back deck, and I’m sure they were surprised I was wearing shoes.
Is all this stuff I do now weird? I guess it is all pretty traditional and domesticated, but I’m not doing any of it because I have to – I’m having fun! Cooking, baking, sewing, and making things are just hobbies to me.
I ended up canning 10 jars of salsa – 8 pints and 2 half-pints. I made 5 mini-loaves of zucchini bread from the last of my garden zucchini – had to sent the poor zucchini plant off to an early grave. I finished the embroidery project I mentioned, but that’s it as far as sewing-related goodness goes. I wanted to start on a skirt to match the top I did as my first Wardrobe Refashion, but I also had to spend a good portion of my evening comforting the schnauzer-mutt who was totally freaked out by the sounds of death metal radiating from our basement. I’m not sure our place is the best practice space…