And I have never felt more like a woman, than I do, right now:
Standing in my kitchen, wearing my first apron.
A couple of weeks ago, I wrote a post about my cooking skills. It was a short post.
At the same time, I was answering a meme from Happy Mommy about cooking.
Because I’m a smart cookie.
I mentioned that I did not own an apron. Even as I typed this, I flinched. Because I knew the Apron Queen might read the post.
And thankfully, she did.
Do you know what she did? She sent a rick-rack attack over to my little Texas home! She sent me my first apron. And she sent both of my daughters, their first apron.
There was a lot of squealing in the kitchen that day.
But once we sent my hubby and son outside, they stopped the racket.
The day the apron arrived, we had just returned from my in-laws farm. My counters overflowed with fresh garden produce my mother-in-law shared. As I chopped and grated, I felt very feminine.
Who knew an apron could make dinner taste so yummy?
I have always thought aprons were for gourmet-cooking women. But even as I opened a can of Chef Boy-are-dee last night, I felt glamourous.
Our aprons hang on a hook in the kitchen and my little girls love to tie them on.
The Apron Queen is generously offering to make one of my lucky readers feel like a woman too, today with an apron giveaway!
Go, look around at her wonderful store, come back here and leave one comment (please) about which apron would get you in the mood to heat up the kitchen. The random number generator will choose a lucky winner. Comments close Tuesday at 10 p.m. (CST). This is a $35 value!
Many of you were shocked that I didn’t own an apron. Now, that I do, I think it’s a little weird too, since I love old things. So, if you have an apron, take a picture of it or of you in it, and I’ll throw up a Mr. Linky, so we can have a little impromptu apron party today!
HI! I'm Kristen. I'm here to encourage you as a wife and mom and remind you there's a little bit of THAT family in all of us. I write books, run Mercy House and try to remember I am third (God first, others second). I'm glad you're here.