I work, I mom, I cook… repeat. That pretty much sums it up. To clarify:

I Work

When people ask me what I do for a living, I say, “I work” and leave it at that. If I say “I work on the web” or “I do stuff online” they automatically think I design websites or I’m a developer. I’m not.

I am part of a whole sub-set of internet workers who work with copy, upload stuff into a CMS, understand terms like “right-hand rail” and “secondary nav” not because we create them, but because we work within their confines every day. I don’t make things look pretty; I don’t know how to set up a site from the ground up. I (hopefully) make things easier to read and do a little coding every now and then to move stuff around on a page. That’s it. Glamorous, it ain’t.

Ultimately, I’m just hoping for a higher CTR and more PPVs to bolster my ROI. (If you understand that, welcome to my blog, comrade!)

I Mom

I find it impossible to make a list of everything moms do so I’ve decided to use “mom” as a verb. Being a mom is being in a constant state of doing and being, rather than a label or a simple person, place or thing. “Mom”-ing means constantly thinking, doing, feeling, anticipating, worrying, supporting, tending, organizing, sacrificing… all at the same time. I am a mom, and I mom. Noun and verb.

I had my first child in 2009 at the ripe old age of 37. Yes, it was a modern miracle that I was able to get pregnant (so they make you feel). I think my kid’s great, but I also know quite well that her shit does stink (literally and figuratively) and that I’m not the first person in the world to have a child. Do I think she’s the greatest kid ever? Of course. Do I expect other people to? Not in a million. I love being a mom, but let’s get real. It’s not always rainbows and unicorns. And no one wants to hear about your damn kid all the time. I hated those people before I got pregnant and I swore up and down I wouldn’t be one of them when I got knocked up. If this blog turns into a tome about how completely fabulous my kid is ad nauseum, I’ll be just as annoyed as you.

I Cook

I cook because I love it. I love to eat, I love food, I love thinking about food, I love cooking it, I love talking about it. I make time to do it because I enjoy the process. If you don’t like cooking, you won’t make time to cook.

I agree 100% with Michael Ruhlman who said, “Maybe you don’t like to cook, maybe you’re too lazy to cook, maybe you’d rather watch television or garden, I don’t know and I don’t care, but don’t tell me you’re too busy to cook.”

That being said, I fully admit I’m not whipping up gourmet meals at every turn. And I do appreciate meals from the world of delivery/take-out/prepared food aisle every now and then (I know my limits!). More often than not though, you’ll find me preparing a meal at the end of the day because that’s how I like to spend my time. Sometimes, the only thing that gets me through the day is knowing there’ll be dinner at the end of it.

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4 thoughts on “About

  1. I visited your blog because Katie McDonough likes you and recommended that I read what you had written.

    I do not read blogs. I have not visited a blog in years.

    Your situation is history for me. I am 66. My off-spring are older than you. I have 4 grandchildren. My husband and I live in the same house with our son, his great spouse and Maya, the 5 year old and Quinlan, the 3 year old, who has a genetic disturbance. All four of us parent because all four of us work.

    I love to cook. I consider it chemistry. I love figuring out what to do with whatever. I never eat prepared foods because it would deny me the opportunity to manipulate it myself, not because of health issues.

    I loved Julia and Juliet.

    Enough.

    Keep it coming.

    1. Hi Gail! Thanks for reading. I’m so impressed with your ability to find time to cook in what sounds like a busy household. Hope you’ll continue to read and share recipes/stories with me!

      L.

  2. Here I am back this morning, wondering what you might do with left over grilled chicken. I was headed for a GourmetMay 2001 recipe Asian Shredded Chicken with shitakes, cilantro, and scallions to be stir fried and picked up with soft lettuce, then dressed with soy sauce, red pepper flakes, vinegar and sesame oil.

    Any other ideas?

    1. Morning, Gail! Leftover grilled chicken… hmm. That Asian Shredded Chicken sounds delish! (What time are we eating? ha ha ha.)
      It’s hotter than blazes here so any suggestions I make today would involve little to no cooking. My usual standby for leftover grilled chicken is a basic grilled chicken caesar salad. I make my own dressing using 1 tablespoon red wine vinegar, 1 tablespoon lemon juice, 4 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil, 1 clove grated garlic (love my microplane!) and as many anchovies as I can fit. Occasionally I’ll throw in an egg yolk (if I remember).
      I prefer not cooking chicken twice — I feel like it really gets dried out. Last weekend I made fajitas with leftover grilled chicken by cooking up some onions and placing sliced chicken over them as they cooked down to heat them up. The chicken didn’t touch the pan, and remained moist. A little lime juice, some homemade guacamole, some warm flour tortillas and you’re good to go!
      Then there’s always the option of slapping the leftover chicken on a plate straight out of the fridge and telling everyone to dig in!

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