Mei Grows Tall

I consider myself to be a fairly strong-willed, independent woman. I believe that women can greater-or-equal the best of men and I have ambitions to strike out into a male dominated profession. These are just facts of life. For these reasons, it makes me chuckle when I get into Susie Homemaker moods like the last couple days. I feel like I’ve mentioned it before, but there are times in life when I get into certain modes. For example, there is fine arts mode and artsy crafty mode. There is also microwave-frozen mode and let’s-bake-with-my-apron mode. Gettin’ the drift?
I’ve been in crafty, bakey, let’s-wear-heels-and-make-cake moods for nearly a month and shamefully loving it. There have been no paintings yet this summer, but many birthday/grad cards, invitations and doodling. I feel like I’m getting the hang of this whole card thing and the last couple turned out especially nice. I used a combination of watercolor washes, sharpie, ink, and acrylic for some texture. The worst part about pulling off a card really well is that I get so proud that I want to show everyone, thereby ruining the surprise and making myself look rather inflated in the head. I’ve been cooking more, done some sewing, and became incredibly excited over buying new yarn at the flower factory. It’s pathetic.
Every other Wednesday at youth group, it’s home cookin’ night. Everyone is supposed to make something and bring it for dinner. I haven’t decided what to make this time, but a lemony chicken is sounding nice. Being housewifely might be ridiculous, but seeing someone’s face after preparing something special for them to eat makes all the silliness totally worth it. I want to write letters, make cookies, and be prim. The 50s housewife feeling is sitting well on my shoulders. Besides, there could be worse things. At least the dresses are cute.