it's good to be queen

When I quit my job and became a SAHWADANM (Stay-at-home-work-all-day-and-all-night-mom) I quickly came to realize that had joined the cast of women toiling away in a thankless, promotionless, very stinky occupation.  But I also realized that I had become Queen of my domain. (Stop it right now all you Seinfeild fans.)

Baring unforeseen tragedy, I vow to never punch another time clock. Dress code, schmess code. And you can take your performance reviews and stick em where the sun don't shine, thank you very much.

I stand in my living room and look out at the world.  Terrible things are going on all around us.  War, famine, abuse.  I can't change these things.  I can't even do anything about the port-a-potty my neighbor put in her front yard for the guys she has working for her.

A good queen is a public servant.  She works relentlessly to bring peace and prosperity to her land. Queen bees spend their entire life giving birth.  Can you even imagine?  My friend Rachel has six kids. Maybe she can relate.

These queen bees work day and night.  They don't get out much. They hardly have time to brush their hair and heaven knows they never get to go to the bathroom without some other bees hanging around talking their ear off.

If a queen bee is taken from the hive, the hive ceases to exist.  Such is her importance.

Being queen doesn't mean I rule my house.  No, no. It's quite the opposite. I only wish my people would listen and obey.  That's a pipe dream.

Mostly they dictate how the day will go. If I will be allowed a shower or a sit down meal.

But that's okay, because I know that my position here is secure.

Even if my performance reviews suck.

sweet sweet honey bees

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I'm not a passionate person per say. I have a handful of things that I feel very strongly about. But they could all be listed on my palm with a Sharpie.

Family. Faith. Fashion. You know, stuff like that.

But political things boggle my mind and although I surround myself with opinionated people, I am usually reluctant to take a hard stand on things. I don't want to be like all the people walking around blabbing that the world was flat just before Magellan debunked the whole system.

I like to keep my options open. What's that about saying less and seeming smarter?

But I find that I have become down right passionate about the lowly plight of the honey bee. Did you know that they are dissappearing?

Antropologie recently got on board to shed light on the problem.

I just love Antro more and more.

Hagen Daz ice cream has been running a huge campaign to save the bees for a while now. You can read about what you can do to help here, on their site.

I thought I would start my own hive this past Spring, but instead of a queen bee, I brought home our little princess. The hive was put on hold, but not forgotten.

Maybe next spring...

Secondsister Honey. I like the sound of that.