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These trans women. Do they ever do things like women actually do, run a home, cook, put the washer on, get the kids to school, visit relatives in care homes, budget the bills, clean the house, chauffeur kids about? You know the reality of being a woman!One of the boggling aspects of this "thinking", to me, is the way she doesn't seem to be able to conceive of MEN cooking or taking care of children or living spaces.
there’s a weird expectation of childishness in men among these women to the point it’s like these women aren’t attracted to functioning adults and it’s like two steps from Why Don’t You Take A Seat With Chris Hansen territory
Compared to the US & the Continent, Brits tended to be resistant to labo(u)r-saving home tech & reliant on servants for the middle-to-upper classes right up to WW2. After the War, *huge* shock of not having servants like before, & I think maybe upper-middle/upper-class men just ...use their wives?I looked at some stats about household work, but there's basically nothing about how the lives of upper-middle-class or richer people live in different countries.
bcuz before the War they were certainly childishly dependent, by US standards. e.g. Gentleman's service flats, in UK, were bachelor apts with cleaning, cooking, and personal valet services provided. No equiv in US AFAIK
Yesterday was the first really nice day we've had since, like, October, and it was also the spring workday for garden #4. My bed there is now nicely topped up with compost and I will put asparagus and rhubarb in when I get back from the Obligatory Family Event next week. (I also got a bunch of numbers from fellow gardeners and am going to try to organize an expedition to a local native nursery.)
Today was a little chillier and windy, but I got out and planted four kinds of peas (Snak Hero, Cascadia, Mammoth Melting, and a sweet pea mix) and pruned the rosemary in my plot in garden #1. Providence is so beautiful in the spring, and everything has started blooming practically overnight, trees foaming with white and pink and gold, daffodils and tulips and violets glowing.
Tomorrow is the election for the board for the group backing garden #3, I am not running and no one can make me.
ETA: Goddamn it, I am informed no one has volunteered to lead the infrastructure committee, which is what I care about anyway. But I only care about a subset of things in infrastructure (benches and the pollinator garden) and what I have said before still applies: I don't want to be in charge of shit! I am very good at it but it is very bad for me! This is not how I want to spend my one wild and precious life!
I just got an email about joining the community garden near my apartment: this would be my FOURTH garden. (The community garden I was in last year, the pollinator garden in the park, and the space in front of my building.)
If I say yes, I can get started on rhubarb and asparagus. Maybe some saffron crocus in the fall. (kaberett, any advice?)
I guess it was inevitable, I have been looking forward to being the local crone with delicious-smelling baked goods and mysterious pronouncements, gardening is kind of part of the job description for that.
Eeeeeeee I think I get to host a seder! I was resigning myself to it not happening this year, but it might be! I'm so glad I went ahead and did the haggadah revisions even though I didn't know if I'd use it. (I thought that doing the revisions might have to be Enough for the experience this year, but now I get to use them.)
A. says she'll bring wine and matzah ball soup, so I can make a watermelon-feta salad and rhubarb-soy duck with roast potatoes, and I can just poach some pears and get ice cream and call it a day.