After many years I am slowly coming to grips with Martha. Martha Stewart that is. My mom always made it very clear to me that Martha was a daughter hating, stock stealing know-it-all. Which I heard as 'she makes gaudy crafts and has people who housekeep for her.' And newstand Enquirer magazine covers told me that she doesn't rock a thong bathing suit very well. Notice that "doesn't" doesn't mean "can't" or "won't" or "strongly advised not to." All these thing made me steer clear of her.
Fast forward (rewind?) four years ago when I had expiring frequent flier miles. Choose from the following: Martha Stewart living, Fishing, Golf, Southern Living. Obvious.
Needless to say, I've fallen in love. Martha, I love you and all of your turquoise orange stuff and crafts and print out lists and recipes and cookies of the day that I receive via email every single day. And your paints! oh, your paints, Martha! I was in a bit of a white wall hell when you withdrew your line (maybe they withdrew the line from you) of paint from Lowes. But you know that Home depot would pick up those pieces.
Today I was in celebratory retail therapy mode (again) (Mr Incredible's semester is over) at TJMaxx and I found Martha's cookbook for $12 from 50. I don't know whether I should eat it or read it cover to cover or start baking feverishly. Fat and furiously.
My little snowflake of respect for martha has now snowballed out of control. Sure! I'll make sesame cookies. Sure! I'll make nautical coasters. Yes! I'll hang up your must have for a laundry room list up in my laundry room. Of course! I will sweep the floor every night if you tell me to, Martha. Actually I'll lick it for you. What's your favorite Martha craft? cookie? list?
Let's talk Martha.