1 living near or about human habitations b : tame, domesticated the domestic cat
2 of, relating to, or originating within a country and especially one's own country domestic politics, domestic wines
3 of or relating to the household or the family domestic chores, domestic happiness
4 devoted to home duties and pleasures leading a quietly domestic life
(one of the definitions)
: to adapt (an animal or plant) to life in intimate association with and to the advantage of humans
A few weeks ago, a friend of mine expressed some concern because she, who is a fabulous working mom, was able to make a wonderful dinner. She said she was "becoming domesticated."
Ugh, "domesticated". I know she used the term correctly but the first thing I think about when I hear the word "domesticated" are animals. Cows, dogs, cats, pigs, goats....farm/home animals that have been trained to do laborious things. Okay, well cats don't do a damn thing but think you their slave and hack up horrid things. I've never liked the term.
My Gramma is extremely into domestics. She is perfectly old school. My husband gets annoyed when we go over to her house for dinner. I am directed to immediately get my husband a drink, and make sure he is comfortable. My Gramma serves the men first and the women are second. Mechanic Hubby challenges this a little. He will not start eating until I have my own plate and am sitting next to him. He'll challenge it further by telling my Gramma, "I can serve myself." What is he trying to do to her, the woman just had heart surgery! She cleans everything...I mean everything. Just the other day she was telling me that she was cleaning the back....the BACK of her headboard.
I had decided last week that I wanted to learn how to crochet. Luckily there are a TON of youtube videos to show you how to do it. I started my first hat yesterday and it's a bit of a rumpled mess but at least I'm doing it. My mother in law chuckled a bit when I told her of my new little goal. She said, "Does your family (my side) ever think that you getting way to domesticated?" HISSSSSSSS!
The next day I was visiting my Gramma and I told her I wanted to learn how to crochet. She said, "Let me get my needles." Of course she knows how to crochet. She said, "Let me see you make a chain." As soon as I finished making my slipknot, she took it away and said, "You already screwed it up." Feeling instantly defeated I let out a sigh and Gramma looks at me and smiles.
I guess there's nothing wrong with keeping it a little old school after all.