Squirrel

We have a squirrel that lives in our backyard.  There are many times that I enjoy watching him and laughing at his many antics.  I feel the need to hide this from my family, since it's kinda like something a crazy old lady would do.

Domestic Diva

I tend to be a far too independent female.  If you tell me I can't do it, I will pull every ounce of energy to try to prove you wrong, even when I know I really can't do it.  Well, maybe especially when I know I can't do it. 

I get super offended when a guy in a big truck cuts me off in my mini van (of which already hurts my pride to be driving).  Yes, no matter how tight Jesus and I get, I still have a tiny feminist that lives inside of me that desires to rear her ugly head every once in awhile.

But....after a tiring, stressful, although productive week at work there is nothing like coming home and doing laundry.  I don't know what it is about a sparkling clean sink, a vacuumed floor or a cake still warm from the oven that makes me feel so fulfilled.  It is weird.  Like how much pleasure I get from an organized, dusted bedroom with fresh sheets???

Don't tell my tiny feminist, but sometimes when she is too tired from her equality campaigning to bother me, I bake like its 1955!