What I’m fixing:
- Slow-Cooker Split Pea Curry with Chicken and Potatoes: worst name ever, great recipe. It’s fast (chopping potatoes, onions and ginger are the only time-consuming bits); cheap (a couple pounds of chicken goes a looong way); it’s gluten-free. I made it for lunch when family was visiting this weekend, and was able to do all the prep before 8 a.m. Mass. Lovely.
What I’m reading:
- Notes Concerning the Objects That Are On My Front Porch
- The Class Politics of Decluttering I come from a frugal family and I feel this. When you’re avoiding buying things — or, as in the case of this piece, unable to buy things— the risk inherent in decluttering is real, and scary.
- This Is How Much Time I Actually Spend On Housework in a Week I have no idea how much time I spend on housework — a little when the baby goes down for morning, a bit more with both kids down for afternoon nap, a biggish chunk between 6 and 8…? Do you have a sense of how your time works out?
- The Blue Jay’s Dance: A Birth Year (Louise Erdrich): Inspired by this piece on the literature of motherhood, I dug out the copy of Erdrich’s work I scooped up at Goodwill down in Tallahassee this summer, and which hits on many of the same themes delineated in the LA Review piece, though it was published in 1995. Erdrich reminds me of Annie Dillard with a dash of Anne Lamott, and that’s a very, very good thing. (H/T to the tumblr who originally pointed me to the essay, dover.)