Sunday, October 20, 2024

No Trad Wives In This House


Here's the only picture I've taken all day long. It's a loaf of sourdough that I baked this morning. Jessie recently went to a nutritionist who told her that she could probably tolerate sourdough bread very well, unlike regular bread. So Jessie asked me if I still had starter and I did and I do so I gave it a few feedings and yesterday I started a loaf to see if it was viable and I think I can safely say that it is. So I will pass some starter off to her. 

Mr. Moon has arrived safely at Tallahassee International Airport. What a joke that name is. I doubt a plane has ever flown to another country from that airport. Hell, you have to go to Atlanta to get anywhere from here. Which is where Mr. Moon's last flight was from today.

So he should be here in less than an hour. For his return I've got spaghetti sauce simmering made with venison. That will go nicely with the sourdough. 

I had an appointment with the massage therapist today. Hank and Rachel were just leaving when I got there. They, too, had seen her. This woman does not do full-body massage. She works on specific areas that you may be having problems with. In my case today- this sciatica thing. And so instead of it being a dreamy, delicious hour of new age music and peaceful relaxation, it's sort of painful at times. It was a little painful for me today. She got right into that glute and found the muscles that are so tightly holding the nerve and she worked on them. She was careful not to inflame it more than it already was and honestly, after forty-five minutes I am feeling no pain at all in that area although I am aware that it might hurt tomorrow but that's to be expected. This woman is such a good person. On her website she says, "You are safe on my table." And that covers a lot of ground and she means it. Also, she does not take tips. What she charges is what you pay and if she feels like you only need forty-five minutes of work, she charges you for forty-five minutes of work. 
Everyone should be so ethical. 

I am listening to a murder of crows who are right across the railroad tracks and they sound agitated about something. I wonder what they're talking about. I wonder how it will feel to my husband to come home to this place in Lloyd where his wife, his chair, and his bed are. I imagine he's going to miss the camaraderie of his buddies, the beautiful skies he's been seeing, the feeling of being away and on an adventure. It's always feels like a small disturbance in the ether when he gets home, and there is always a short period of adjustment for both of us. But adjust we always do. 

I think Maurice feels that something is about to happen. She seems on high alert although that could be because she just chased a rather pretty black and white cat off the property. I've never seen this one before. It looked too well-fed and well-groomed to be a feral but whatever it is, Maurice will not have it. She will never allow another cat in this house again as far as I can see. 

I should go put on lipstick and my sexiest apron and make a martini to have in hand for when my husband comes through the door, right? 

Uh. No. I mean, I'll gladly make the martini and I did put on some tinted Chapstick today so I think I'm good. Who needs an apron when you're wearing overalls? They're my prettiest ones. 

Love...Ms. Moon


31 comments:

  1. When I went away to college, my cat stayed home. Sometimes I would be so homesick I would take the Greyhound Saturday morning and be back in Akron before noon. Another bus ride and fifteen minute walk and I was almost home. We lived at the bottom of a hill, and when I was at the top I could look down and generally see my cat at the bottom, in the drive. He would bound up the hill, jump on my shoulder and ride home.

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    1. I love this so much. She was your familiar.
      Glen is home and Maurice doesn't know whether to love and kiss on him or pretend she isn't acknowledging him at all. She has issues.

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  2. I think the apron was supposed to be the whole outfit...

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    1. Well, yes but I didn't want to scare the man back out the door.

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  3. I’m in the U.P. When our crows start making a huge racket it usually means there’s an eagle around. We get out the binoculars and start scanning the trees.

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    1. Could have been an eagle here, too. Or a hawk. We have a lot of those.

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  4. I'm so glad you got a massage. I find them to be a life saver. Another thing I've started doing, is having a hot bath with epsom salts. My massage therapist was always telling me to do it after a massage but I never have, because I'm stubborn and contrary. But, one day I was working really hard in the yard, cutting up that tree and I knew back was going to be so sore the next day. So I had a hot bath with epsom salts and it was like a miracle, no muscle soreness the next day. Oh, and I'm 62 years old and it took me that long to find out that it works. Sigh.
    That sourdough loaf is gorgeous. Welcome home Mr. Moon.

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    1. Glen takes hot Epsom salts baths too.
      I have a small problem with baths. When I first got anxiety so bad one of the only things that helped for a minute was taking baths and I took a jillion. Now, I just don't want to.

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  5. A beautiful loaf of bread, Ms. Moon. I'll bet you that Mr. M. will be no less delighted to see you, even in your pretty overalls.

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  6. I've given up trying to make bread, even sourdough, it just doesn't work for me and I can't afford to be wasting ingredients, so store bought bread is what I will eat. I don't eat much bread anyway. I'm glad the massage helped.

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    1. It really did help.
      And there's no need to bake bread if you don't enjoy doing that. None at all.

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  7. I cannot get a sourdough starter to stay alive for more than a week or so. It's very frustrating. I have loaf envy!

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    1. Why is that? I mean- sourdough cultures can be dried, then fed and watered and they'll come back. Even after a hundred years!

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  8. Massage therapists are angels in human form as far as I'm concerned. The best massage I ever had was by a tiny little woman in Peru. I remember thinking "oh this isn't gonna be much good" but those strong hands/fingers of hers nearly pummeled the life out of me!!!

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    1. Lily always takes about an elderly, very small Asian woman who gave her a massage and she had the same thoughts going in- how is this woman going to help me? It may now be one of Lily's memories as the best massage she ever had. That woman was walking on her back, holding on to a bar overhead!

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  9. I thought the sour dough loaf was a brain! It’s great that the massage relieves the sciatica pain, even if it’s only for a day. Maybe you could have her work on you daily. She could move in and join your in-house staff. You need to put on lipstick, remove the overalls and anything else, and THEN put on your sexiest apron.

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    1. You and Boud obviously know more about how to greet husbands at the door than I do. I think Glen would faint dead away if I did that. From shock, mostly.
      I do love the idea of having a massage therapist on staff. She could join the other house servants like the person who changes my sheets daily, the person who paints my toenails daily, and the person who pets Maurice regularly. Wearing chain mail gloves, of course.

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  10. Well, Mitchell has a few good ideas for you. Happy homecoming.

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  11. "Honey, I'm home!" Didn't Jack Nicholson's character say that in "The Shining"?

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    1. He surely did. Mr. Moon wasn't carrying any sharp objects when he said it, though.

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  12. I thought the traditional '50s advice was for wives to greet their husbands nude with a martini! Why bother with the apron? (I doubt that any wife actually did that, by the way. It's probably straight out of Playboy magazine.)

    I'm sure you (and Maurice) will be glad to have Mr. Moon back and I'm sure he will be glad to be back. Coming home is always the sweetest part of traveling, no matter how good a trip you've had.

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    1. Remember Marabele Morgan and her book "The Total Woman"? I think she's the one who recommended that women greet their husbands wrapped in Saran Wrap.
      When Glen got home he said that coming home was the best part and I told him I knew that was a lie.

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  13. It is always great to be home after a week or two away.
    I am glad you feel good after the massage. It is very restorative, and your therapist sounds excellent.

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    1. I still feel better today and I think that she really did help me.

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  14. I've thought about trying to incorporate Handsome Boy into the household but I haven't tried for two reasons. One I don't think Cat would allow it and Minnie would be all...another cat? and two, I'd hate to break up the tiro since they are all bonded to each other, have been together all their lives.
    I promised my daughter a massage and now I have to follow through which I am happy to do. I think I'll let her pick who she wants and make the appointment and I'll just pay for it.

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    1. I can see why it probably would not be a good idea to try and introduce Handsome Boy into your domestic situation. You would definitely have trouble on your hands.
      I'll gladly pay for things if someone else arranges all the details.

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  15. Pretty overalls, I like that
    The crows were at it at my house too. Noisy!
    I might have to think about massage for my sciatica.

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    1. My sciatica feels so much better today. Give massage therapy a try!

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  16. Glad that Mr. Moon got home safe and sound. Of course, he was happy to see you! He loves you so!

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