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Confessions of an Undomesticated Housewife

© Shannon

Have you ever burnt water? I have. Well, actually I didn’t burn the water, I burned the pan that was boiling the water. That is, the pan that was boiling the water until the water disappeared. Then I burned the pan….severely. Needless to say I’m not a good cook. It’s not that I haven’t tried. But after the burned pan incident and cleaning my oven after my attempt at lasagna I’ve decided that take-out is much more convenient and tastier to say the least.

At least once every day I think to myself “I just wasn’t cut out for this”. Growing up I imagined myself in the corporate world, wearing business suits to work everyday, talking on the cell phone with clients on my way to an important luncheon to impress some hot shots with my charm and intellect. Instead, I fell for a guy who just happens to be my wonderful husband right out of high school, got pregnant and became a stay-at home mom. Boy, was that a shocker!

It’s not that I don’t love being home with my kids-I do. It’s just that most of the time I feel so inadequate. Take last Halloween for instance. I was the “room mother” for my daughters Halloween party. Well, I wasn’t going to bake cookies, but I could think of a fun treat to take for Halloween right? I surfed the web and found the perfect treat. The ingredients consisted of only two things. That in itself caught my eye because if I didn’t have it on hand (which I more than likely didn’t) the trip to the store wouldn’t cost a fortune. Cheeze Whiz and pretzels and I was set to make Boogers on a Stick. When I announced the treat to the whole class I received more “EEEWWW!’s” than if I’d had walked into the room wearing my birthday suit. So much for fun and easy.

And if this isn’t bad enough, I’m married to a man whose mother raised ten children, sewed my wedding dress and refinishes her own furniture. I love this woman dearly, but I can’t help but think that my husband is somewhat disappointed in my homemaking abilities after being raised by her. I guess I should be thankful that he’s got someone to take his jeans to when they need mended.

All in all my life is wonderful even though I’m not climbing my way up the corporate ladder. I’m sure that climbing our tree in the back yard with my son to rescue our cat is

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