Here's to you, Martha Stewart
Weeeell, just finished my first weekday home in Wheeling. Can I confess already I want to hit my head on something repeatedly? See, life at my house is very surreal--we live secluded by beautiful, peaceful forests. The weather is sunny and soft. I have a puppy to play with. The closest convenient store is a 3 mile walk. . . the internet is slow. My mom yells for me to come upstairs in a voice that sounds like someone is stuck under a tractor. I get up there only to find she wants to show me how the puppy will chase a tennis ball while keeping the other tennis ball in her mouth. Dear Lord, help me.
So of course, I need to go find a job--something rather new for me, since I've always been an internship gal. I'm thinking of trying to get a job at Zien's waitressing, because my friend Jenna recommended it, and offered to be a reference for me. I'm of course gnawing my nails because I have absolutely no waitressing experience. I'll drop things, forget things, I'm sure of it! But it also sounds nice. Zien's is a local family place . . it could be fun. And I can't spend every day of my summer in this house waiting for mom to come up with chores for me.
Oh well, so I watched the made-for-TV movie about Martha Stewart tonight. I'm admittedly a Martha Stewart Fan. I know she's likely psycho and would never want to meet her in person. I know that what she sells is impossible perfection in the domestic arts. But I am in awe of what she does. And this movie was certainly pretty awe-inspiring. They captured the neurotic family with the dad who was never quite satisfied with what Martha accomplished. Martha treads the fine line between wanting to achieve what any businessman would feel no guilt about achieving, but under the guise that she is a good mother and wife--when she really is just a businessperson at heart. All and all, I admired the whole portrayal of the domestic goddess herself, because you admired her just as much a you were uneasy with her. End of rant.
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