As Easy as Apple Pie

I... am a Domestic Goddess!

Of course, what I'd rather be is any number of other things. I've dreamed of being a world famous author (who hasn't), financially independent (read obscenely rich) and influential, naturally (in only the best way)! However, while some of these things could still be achieved, there is one thing that has snuck up on me in quite the nastiest way.... my status as Domestic Goddess!

Don't get me wrong, there's nothing at fault in being a DG, but it isn't really something that you expect. After all, I'm a modern young woman with career hopes and dreams and domesticity didn't feature too high on my list. No one writes in their diary that they secretly hope to master the vacuum cleaner one day do they?!?!

I have discovered though that the talents that qualify one as a DG must transfer by osmosis from one DG to another. It stands to reason doesn't it? I mean, my Mom is not only an Administration Goddess, but a Domestic one as well. Clearly, she has mastered the balance of being both and then there's my Father, who is a Kitchen God on top of all the other things he's soooo terribly good at. I suppose then that it was inevitable that I would end up as a DG.

You may well be asking what has led to this startling discovery? Was it the satisfaction I get from a clean load of laundry? Was it the sense of achievement in a kitchen well cleaned? Was it the pleasure derived from cooking a sensational meal? NO. I missed all of those clues and in the end it was the simple act of baking the perfect Apple Pie that clued me in.

Do I mind my new status? Not at all, although I'm sure that early feminists are rolling in their graves. But I thinkg that empowering women means empowering them to be proud of everything that they're good at, no matter what.

So celebrate the Domestic Goddess in all of us!!

'Til next time.

Me