Food & Love

Food has long been considered a language of love.

My mother expressed her love for her family by cooking delicious dishes and passing her knowledge of cooking and baking to me. I plan to pass this love to Jai as he grows up so he will cook and bake for his family.

But before Jai, there was Ash. And before Ash, officially, there was the dating/courtship period of our relationship. At the time we met and started dating I was taking temp jobs, this was during the depths of the economic downturn, and so my resources were limited for what I could do with him for our dates.

Being a gentleman, he offered to pay, but being independent I refused to let him pay for more than one date in a row without us at least splitting the cost. Rather, I offered to make him dinner at his apartment, for him and his roommates, as often as I could. It allowed us to spend time together, watch some movies/shows we had common interests and keep our costs low. Additionally, I could show him something I was good at to impress him.

Getting to Know You

I met Ash at a restaurant for a mutual friend’s birthday party. We chatted for a bit, I was interested but unable to really pursue him at the time. Several months later we reconnected after hanging out at another friend’s house a couple of times and decided that we wanted to be more serious in our relationship.

Ash’s birthday is at the beginning of the year and at that point in our relationship I couldn’t find work, so I had no money to buy a special present for him. We’d been dating for two months at that point and he told me, as he still tells me, that I didn’t have to get him anything special for his birthday. I insisted, so he suggested making him dinner.

Ash has never been one to hide his love for meat. Specifically, red meat.

I found a recipe for grilled steak with herbed butter, potatoes, and green beans. I spent the better part of the day making it for him because I wanted it to be perfect. Up to that point, I had made what I considered safe meals. These were meals I knew I couldn’t screw up but didn’t really show my range. Here was an opportunity to show my abilities. Fortunately, it was a success and to this day he comments about how much he loved that birthday present.

From then on out, I spent more time expanding my culinary skills to impress Ash. I would ask what he wanted to eat, he would buy the ingredients and I would throw something together in his kitchen for him. Most days we shared with his roommates, but some days we kept it for ourselves while we watched anime.

I had one obstacle in my cooking that I wanted to overcome, because don’t all overly ambitious partners want to do this?

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My Love of Cooking (& Baking)

Every superhero has an origin story.

My superpowers reside in the kitchen. I am not going to put on false humility about it: I am a great cook and baker. Are there people who are better? Absolutely, and I am not going to be joining any competition shows because I know there are plenty of people who are better than me. But I am good.

Growing up, cooking and baking was an act of love for my mother. Every meal contained a lot of passion, care, and flavor. Seeing her work in the kitchen was inspiring and made me want to be like her. When I grew up, I wanted to have a family tied together by my cooking just like we were with hers.

What follows is my introduction to the art of cooking (& baking) and how I fell in love with it as a hobby.

A Childhood Introduction

My childhood home was centered around the kitchen as the main gathering place – for eating, cleaning, and chatting. Many hours were spent there – most of the time with my mom working and me just watching her prep, assemble, and make. I would stand behind the stove and chat about my day at school while she made dinner or dessert.

I absorbed all that she did while I watched her work. Many times I was asked to stir something while she moved onto the next step and other times I felt comfortable enough to ask her questions: how can you tell the candy is ready? why does the temperature of the oven matter? what does a clean knife mean after inserting it into the cake?

I never saw her get discouraged in her work. Frustrated, yes. But not discouraged. If a dish didn’t work out quite like she wanted, she never threw in the towel. She would look over the recipe and realize that most of the time it was written badly. Her cookbooks are littered with marginalia to direct her future self on how to make the recipe a success. 

I didn’t stay on the sidelines either. My real introduction occurred when my mom had me help her as a toddler, with my first project using cookie cutters for a batch of Christmas sugar cookies. I would press the cutter into the dough and many times the dough would come out with the cutter, stuck. I would pull this dough out of the cutter and pop it into my mouth. I think out of a potential batch of 24 cookies, we successfully made 18. It was my earliest experience as a quality control tester as well.

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Happy Labor Day

In honor of Labor Day here in the United States, MS//Mommy is taking the day off.

September is going to be a delicious, I mean, fun month! Look for my introduction to September’s theme on Wednesday.

I hope everyone has a safe and wonderful day.


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Final Thoughts: Home Life and Early Childhood Education

August was a fun and interesting month.

I did a lot of heavy lifting this month with my writing: talking about toxic friendships and how I dealt with them, and the importance of teaching toddler’s life lessons. I am ready for a three day weekend after all this writing!

I enjoyed the research I did for literacy and reading Peter Gray’s book Free to LearnI hope if you haven’t had a chance to yet, that you can check out the printables I made for cleaning and scheduling. I still need to make some tweaks to my daily schedule, but I am almost to a great place in my personal productivity.

I hope everyone has a safe and wonderful weekend and here’s to the first month of the fall, September! Can you smell the pumpkin spice already?


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Home Life & Home Education

August is the “end” of summer. End of summer vacation and time to get ready or head back to school.

While we still have another month of summer going into September, at least for me, September equals fall. August is that weird transition between the two seasons.

I don’t think I feel the same sort about other “transition” months. November is fall, February is winter, and May is spring in my mind. August is neither summer nor fall for me. It’s really weird.

That said, August is always a fun month: squeezing those final trips to the beach, pool time, but also getting ready to head back to school, which I loved.

I loved back-to-school shopping. Getting new notebooks, pencils, binders, backpacks. I was chatting about this with my mom the other day: I loved getting the school supplies more than I did getting the new outfits for the year. It was the highlight of my day to pick my desk; place my new binder filled with crisp, lined, loose-leaf paper in the top left-hand corner; and put my favorite new pen or pencil in the gutter at the top of my desk.

Why yes, I always tried to be the teacher’s pet when possible. How did you know?

As an adult, August grew to be a special month for me: Ash and I eloped at the beginning of the month seven years ago. We didn’t want to have a big fancy wedding or party, so we chose to get married in our living room with our closest friends surrounding us.

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I cried. So did Ash.

It was a wonderful, intimate experience that neither of us regrets. We are looking forward to many more anniversaries to come.

Additionally, on the years that Labor Day Weekend falls at the end of August (when the Monday is 1st or 2nd), it’s a time for celebration. Every Labor Day Weekend is a cause for celebration for me, but August has that little extra pizazz when it ends on such a high note.

Why? Because one of my favorite sci-fi/fantasy social events occurs from the Thursday spanning to the Monday of Labor Day Weekend. I talked a little bit about it here.

Focusing on Home and Education

Because August is such a fun and weird month for me, I wanted to focus on two of my favorite things: the home and education.

More specifically: I love to think about organizing and finding new ways to clean up clutter even though I have a love/hate relationship with the whole process. I will have posts ranging from purging mental clutter to physical clutter; from creating an effective schedule to maintaining it.

As a former college instructor, teaching is extremely important to me so I have a lot of respect for educators, especially from early childhood through high school teachers. From my time in the classroom, I recognized not only the importance of the previous education students received but the impact parents hard in supplementing and augmenting that education.

While Jai is still too young to attend any formal school setting, I wanted to examine ways that I can help get him started so he’s prepared for the day he first steps foot into a classroom. I want to focus on a more natural form of learning to keep it fun for him and in keeping with our way of gentle parenting him.

Stay tuned for a bunch of fun printables and tools coming up this month. I’ve enjoyed creating them and I hope you will enjoy using them.

Happy August, everyone!


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