More insomniac poetry by yours truly: Patriarchy Malarky by Pooky (Megan Benninger) Life was grand With my band of Likeminded sisters. We homemade and mothered And remained under cover Of headship. An umbrella they’d tell us, For our safety and joy, God’s design for your kind, You’re a girl, not a boy. Of course you … Continue reading Patriarchy Malarky
A little late night PTSD poetry: Baptist Cult-ure by Pooky My voice, my light, It’s your kryptonite. You love the dark, You love your privacy. Tell them not to gossip, Don’t destroy unity, One-on-one meetings, “Follow Matthew 18.” Your deceit, your game As you manipulated me, Gave you power and fame, But it was just … Continue reading Baptist Cult-ure
Every year around Thanksgiving time our family makes Friendship Soup jars. Lots of soup jars. We give them as gifts, and we keep them on hand for easy, yummy winter meals. And we ALWAYS have our Friendship Soup for Christmas dinner. Recently, I've been eating Trim-Healthy-Mama style and easing my family into this healthier way … Continue reading Our Family’s Favorite “Friendship Soup” Gets a Makeover! (Trim Healthy Mama, E Meal)
Please don’t EVER substitute my advice for a doctor’s care. I merely dabble in things named “natural.” I would definitely classify myself as “unnatural," completely "uncrunchy." Until recently, I have eaten a severely processed diet rich in high fructose corn syrup, GMOs, and second-hand hormones. I take antibiotics when the doctor tells me to, Tylenol … Continue reading Uncrunchy Pooky’s Home Remedy for Sinus Infection
For the past few years, I have felt a nagging conviction to eat healthier. I had friends regularly offering to buy me raw milk, suggesting that I soak my grains, telling me of the joys of juicing and eating raw, and on and on and on….. I knew there were some good things to be … Continue reading On My Way to Becoming a Trim Healthy Mama!
Once upon a time (8 years ago), the Geek and I attended an open house at a local classical Christian school and fell in love with classical education. Watching scores of children recite huge passages of scripture, chant Latin declensions and conjugations, and sing long expanses of timelines made us giddy with excitement. We began … Continue reading I Recovered Those Lost Tools of Learning, and Look at Me Now! (How I Improved Myself by Teaching My Kids Classically)
Over the past few weeks, I’ve had several conversations with friends and relatives about the ever-increasing public usage of the f-bomb. It’s everywhere, and no one seems to care much. It’s like the f-word is the new “darn” or “dang” or “crap” or “gosh golly gee.” And I hate it. I really do. Just hearing … Continue reading Wicked Words: My Secret Potty Mouth