Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Where Did Summer Go?

Is it just me, or is time passing faster? School has started already and I am still mentally planning my summer vacation!

What is it about being an adult that makes time just fly by? When I was a kid, summer seemed to last so long that I almost forgot I went to school at all during the long vacation. Even in high school, summer vacation seemed to be much longer, and was filled with lazy days of going to the beach, boredom, trips to the mall and hanging out with friends (plus the occasional summer job).

Has somebody checked to see whether the earth is spinning faster?

RH

Friday, August 24, 2007

The Rock and Roll Housewife

Question: What do Housewives and Elvis have in common?

Answer: Why, they both like to Rock and Roll!

OK maybe not ALL housewives like to R&R, but The Rock and Roll Housewife sure does! Her name is Renee Cologne and she just came out with a new album which just happens to be very apropos...

I just added a page about her in the Gallery (for the artsy housewife in all of us...).

Stop by and have a listen!


RH

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Flabby Arms and Bread!

Here is a toning tip from the past, that was most likely not acknowledged as such by our grandmothers, but is surprisingly effective!

Have flabby arms? Bake bread!

Not with one of those new-fangled bread makers! The old fashioned way! Mix yourself up enough bread dough for a few loaves, dump the dough out on a lightly floured board, and knead for 5 - 10 minutes! The next day you will become acquainted with your triceps, aka the flabby part of your upper arm. Bake bread 3 times a week and you will be going sleeveless this winter just to show off your nicely toned arms!

Pop the bread in the oven 45 minutes before dinner and lure your family to the dinner table with the smell of freshly baked bread.

Nothing is better than fresh bread with a pad of real butter melting on top!

Here is my favorite bread recipe - It is quick and easy.

Enjoy!

RH

Monday, August 20, 2007

Holy Cow! Housewives are HIP!

I can't believe I missed this article!
"Today's young women have abandoned feminism and are ready to live the life of an old-fashioned housewife, according to a new survey."
And this!
"Forty years after the 'Women's Lib' movement, less then a quarter of today's twenty-somethings - dubbed the "Easy Girl" generation - aim to be a career woman, with seven-out-of-10 saying they are not willing to work as hard as their mum had to."

I had the feeling I was on to something, but I was totally surprised by this article. So Gals, we are not alone! Say it LOUD, Say it PROUD!

I AM A HOUSEWIFE!

RH

Friday, August 17, 2007

Deskunification

I have not been as chatty lately because I have been furiously trying to remove skunk smell from every nook and cranny of our house. DH and dogs had a run in with a skunk. In all the excitement, the three stinkers ran into the house before I could say "boo" and in the process skunked up the whole place. Thus, these last weeks of summer vacation are being spent on project "Deskunification".

Of all the various skunk remedies out there, this is the one I found works best:

  • A bottle or two of hydrogen peroxide
  • A box or two of baking soda
  • Several squeezes of Palmolive
(Most recipes for this apply measurements, but believe me, you won't be in the mood to measure things out carefully). Rub it into the coat, then rinse with the warmest water your furry friend can tolerate. (WARM NOT HOT!!!)

It removed 95% of the smell from Beagle, and 100% from darling husband, but only 25% from our large dog. Unfortunately, I found no advice on how to get a 170 lb dog into the bathtub when he doesn't want to go into the bathtub.

One more thing about that mixture...don't mix it and store it because it'll apparently explode. Although, if Project Deskunkification fails...

NAHHHHH

RH

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Runaway Retro

Ever have one of those days when you feel like nobody appreciates you and all the work you do?

We just returned from a mini-vacation up in Tahoe, and I walked into the house to find dishes piled up in the kitchen which had at least 3 different types of mold growing on them, various milk containers with enough of the contents remaining to sour and smell like the dickens, and the rest of the house looking, in general, like a Frat House (think Delta House from Animal House). You see, my son had stayed home, and my husband had had to return for work during the week.

This is one of those times where a Retro Housewife can question her sanity and her choice of career. Never mind that the vacation actually meant looking after two households instead of just one, but to have it so blatantly forced upon me upon return; Leave and Chaos will prevail.

Enter the Runaway Retro! While I battled mess and mold, I plotted my escape. I will show them, I thought! I will run away to Europe, be free as a turtle, see foreign lands, pick up after NOBODY.

I mentally bought my plane ticket; I even had a nice little debate in my head about the benefits of flying this airline over that airline. I then thought about how to fit everything I would need for a life on the run into one of those "Backpacker" backpacks, which are the adult equivalent of a stick with a bandanna tied to one end that accompanied me on similar adventures when I was 7.

I had a plan and it was a good one!

Today things are back to normal; husband off at work, teenage son...still asleep, teenage daughter... in Croatia. It is quiet and peaceful, the house is clean, the laundry is done, and I have some time to myself. Maybe I will still run away, but right now that backpack seems awfully heavy.

RH