Laying books down, the girl in yellow, muffins, margarine, and knocking Classical education down from its pedestal
- I think I’m going to stop reading Wuthering Heights. It is just unrelentingly disturbing that it’s making me crabby. I did flip through the last few chapters, and it appears that “peace” is achieved by the main characters dying. I’m on page 180 of 415, so I feel like I’ve given the book more than a passing chance, but I’m just not woman enough for it, apparently, even though it’s a blow to my ego and my quest to be Well Read. The only other book that I can recall doing similarly with was For Whom the Bell Tolls. If I’m barking at my children because a book is bothering me, well, then I need to lay it down. My pride needs to be knocked down periodically, anyways.
- Rather testing my 7yo son to see how much he noticed, in the quiet chat before praying for him last night, I remarked casually, “[your sweetie] wasn’t wearing pink yesterday.” He replied, “Nope. She was in yellow.” 😀
- I have made three batches of gluten-free, dairy-free, egg-free muffins. One was great — Saturday’s apple raisin spice muffins. I’ve also made two much-less-pleasing batches — pineapple coconut and chocolate cranberry. Up until these batches (and other recipes like biscuits and crackers), I’d never purposefully made egg-free baked goods, but find myself needing to, because of Fiala. One out of three… not great, but at least the good batch was for our big family breakfast on Saturday! Of course, I did not write down the recipe… That frequently happens: I stumble upon a concoction that is brilliant, then spend the rest of my days unsuccessfully trying to duplicate it.
- In semi-related news, Earth Balance Soy Free is FANTASTIC. It tastes like real butter, and is a billion times better than Smart Balance, which I’ve used for a couple of years, due to dairy-free necessity. But, now that we have to be soy-free, too, I’m elated that our only option for butter-like soy- and dairy-free margarine is delicious.
- I’ve had mild homeschool envy for folks whose children are classically educated. I have considered a classical education, and have decided that it would make like difficult for both mother and children; mine are just not inclined that way, and I’m not going to force them to be scholarly; I just want them to learn, love learning, and become learners for life. Still. When my Memoria Press catalog comes in the mail, I peruse it with wistfulness, and always feel just a little… not-so-smart as classical homeschool moms, and wonder if I’ve made the right decision. It was with, then, a disproportionate sense of satisfaction that I noticed, on page 2 of the most recent issue, that the editor, in his “Letter From the Editor,” misspelled “amalgam.” He spelled it “amalgum.” And no one at Memoria Press caught it. Hmph. They’re NOT all that. 😀 (Note: I am 100% certain I’ve misspelled words on this blog; I’m not without grammatical error, either. However, it felt strangely good — and maybe it was even beneficial! — to have Memoria knocked down from that pedestal in my mind.)