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Goddess not. not foreign. house cleaning. wines. 1950’s dress while cleaning house with a smile on your face. Images of smiling families and dad working while mom keeps house. Not a bad thing if money is not and issue. Who gets to decide that you have to have a career to be successful. Why can’t you just be okay with doing things you like todo and having one income. It only works if both partners value each other equally. Wine from France is over rated German wine is vert nice . I always enjoyed the local wines in southern Germany which would be domestic when you are in Germany drinking them.
By Deb on 05.19.2011
Domestic Goddess? Does that mean i have a clean house? or jsut that i know how to turn the stove on? Does it mean i have an hour glass figure? or is that even necessary? When can i have a domestic God? now there’s a topic i could sink my teeth into!
By Donna Hendry on 05.19.2011
Oh, the life of a servant! Sun up to sun down, making sure everything was just so. A domestic wasn’t what she’d hoped she’d be. A hat shop of her very own would have been a dream.
By Tess URL on 05.19.2011
dog cat mouse not bad just a mess comercial hipster badass not
get me out of here !
By Beto on 05.19.2011
An un-domesticated mutt sat in the shadows of an empty alleyway in the middle of New York CIty. Unexpecting New Yorkers passed the dog by to be greeted with an angry snarl. No one knew where the sound was coming from. Once a little girl pranced through the alleyway, searching for her friends in hide and go seek and she heard a low growl. she stopped and gasped at the dog in the shadows and started to cry. the dog saw this, caustiously approached her, and licked her. the girl laughed and hugged the dog; why can’t we get along like the little girl and the un-domesticated dog?
By Grace on 05.19.2011
Domestic abuse is way too common in America. CTS scale proves it. Domesticated cats are tabby cats. I hate them. Domestic abuse is a horrific experience. I suppose people need to realize sooner how small abuse can be before it builds to a life-dangering stage
By Emma on 05.19.2011
I once was a king you know. Trees bowed out of the way to make sure they did not even accompany the same radius of my mane. I used to lift not one paw to have my prey lay down and say “i’d be honored to be eaten by you.” Now what am i? A fat, lazy, domestic cat.
By StatiKink URL on 05.19.2011
Domestic is not something that describes me, I would like to though. I enjoy cooking and living in a home, however life makes being domestic the last thing on the priority list. I would love to be married and make my husband’s and my life domestic, but I also have a wild streak that will never be domesetic. I love the outdoors and pushing the limits of normal behavior. I love adventures and I don’t think that fits in with domestic very well at all.
By pearl on 05.19.2011
The art of staying home. Boring and bland, bleak and grey. Domesticity is the enemy of free spirit. The end of individuality.
By Adam on 05.19.2011
The little scene was more domestic than Henry had anticipated. His sister and her new baby were wrapped up in a veritable sea of blankets, and the look on her face was one of such bliss, such motherly love, that he felt suddenly shy. Who was this person? he asked himself.
By Arahyacinth URL on 05.19.2011
Today i got home from school and cooked the besy dinner ever. I think ive never felt so domestic.
By Ana Mejia URL on 05.19.2011
domestic violence and the poems you always read in 8th grade when you didn’t know the meaning of life/i never believed in poppies/or cocaine/but things change/and you’ll learn.
By J on 05.19.2011
He had the sly, killer look. Beneath it was a calculating and dangerous mind, full of plans and things to make happen. He had the power, he had the domestic.
By yetihk URL on 05.19.2011
Typically describes something brought up in a home; maybe a cat, maybe a child. Who knows. But I like to think of it as something a little different: curved. Reformed. Much like the definition, but much different as well…
By Mc on 05.19.2011
teach me to be everything you want me to be. you have already become everything that you can be and yet you continue to move beyond it. you move beyond every border as though it is nothing to you, as though everything is already done and complete.
let’s just be domestic together. you’re adorable when you’re domestic. i’m pretty sure i fell in love with you making the bed the morning after i first stayed over, making me breakfast, slicing up pink delicious apples.
By Samie URL on 05.19.2011
so wired, kk
By nadiya on 05.19.2011
The more we domesticate the more wild our fate.
By Marianne URL on 05.19.2011
I don’t think that people are in any way domestic. If you domesticate a wild cat, it won’t hiss at you, or scratch you, or really intend to hurt you in any way. Humans, on the other hand, will always hurt you. Therefore, it’s not possible to domesticate a human.
By Maggie Mae on 05.19.2011
There’s nothing worse than a title that leaves you boxed in. Behind the picket fence, the aluminum siding, through the front door, down the hall, to the left. There is a women in heels told she will only be one thing: domestic.
By diannicus URL on 05.19.2011
Domestic cats; clever animals. They’ve found a way to get fed for doing nothing all day and yowling all night. One wonders, could someone domesticate me?
Please I’d be ever so good I’d eat and sleep alld day and night and make no noiise.
By PenName URL on 05.19.2011
I have my dog next to me and honestly, this word just made me turn to her. I have no idea what to necessarily write, it just reminded me I have to walk her in a few minutes. I’m very lazy, however.
By Michelle on 05.19.2011
housewife or house husband. ready to cook, maybe doesn’t like cleaning so much. going to buy a breadmaker and grow some tomatoes on the deck. sunday mornings with toast, tea and sometimes banana pancakes. smiles and kisses
By Tessa on 05.19.2011
Tucked and hidden away
from public guilt
And silent denials
By visage URL on 05.19.2011
Domestic. Household. Pet. Dogs. Breathtaking beauty, power and freedom, harnessed, captured, trapped in a docile houshold “companion”. Why?
By justdreamin... URL on 05.19.2011
When I have to go to the store with my list from online recipes to spend my hard earned money and serve up something with a smile like it’s the best thing I can do with my life. It’s when I’m ironing my husband’s shirts.
By Ziggy on 05.19.2011
as she sits in the kitchen like the typical domestic house wife she thinks to herself, “is this really it.”
A husband who stays late at the office and goes in early, only to be with the young, not so domestic secretary.
What more can she do but sit and think, because all she knows is how to be that sweet, innocent, domestic house wife.
By Stef D. URL on 05.19.2011
She usually had a schedule. Spending most of her days at home, she found it useful. It began with an alarm, then proceeded to pull her from task to task.
By Noah on 05.19.2011
A housewife is kind and loving and shows her children nothing but joy. A housewife is bitter and angry and fins nothing in life but dead-ends and wasted chances. She sits alone once her husband’s gone to work and she reminisces to the dog,” Fight while you have the chance little pup.”
By Raoul Duke URL on 05.19.2011
Katara, who was staring idly at the sky, looked up to face her brother. “Yeah?”
“Hawky never came back, did he?” Sokka scratched his head.
Katara rolled her eyes. “Of course not. You can’t expect an untrained bird to come back. He’s not domesticated.”
“So you can domesticate messenger hawks?”
Katara rolled her eyes again, giving her brother a mock slap across the shoulder.
By Jenna on 05.19.2011
Domestic goddess. The woman who can cook up a dinner for four all while keeping the kitchen spotless and wearing the most adorable 50’s inspired apron. Call me old fashioned. I dream of it.
By Rachel URL on 05.19.2011
I am a domestic and I can’t type that fast but I can cook like a wiz and Make omlettes like a pro.
By cyndekett URL on 05.19.2011
They got married. Normally, the next step would be to live together. They rented a room from a friend and their life started. It wasn’t what she expected. She was in love with him, but not the way their life was going. She wanted to be domestic, but that wasn’t going to happen if they had to live in someone else’s house.
By Kari Shadrick URL on 05.19.2011
A little kitten plays on the rug, while two children tumble nearby. A mother, with a tolerant, but mildly annoyed smile, and chastises the children while also offering a treat. The modern dad enters the scene, hugs his wife then kids, and they all sit down the to dinner. The perfect domestic scene.
By Mary on 05.19.2011
Domestic, crisp blue furniture stands attentive on a waxy oak floor, a bowling alley floor with red cat hairs billowing behind your footsteps like you’re walking on a bed with loose sheets.
By Fred Fingery URL on 05.19.2011
reminds me of the classic domestic housewife, and how it contrasts with the role of women today, the offensiveness of reffering to women as such. It would more commonly be used to talk about applianes and other inanimate objects around the house.
By Ben Jones on 05.19.2011
Three months ago, this word would have been a fun word for me – I would have lengthened it to “domesticated,” which was what I wanted to be for my future husband (yeah, not at all a feminist). That future husband, I assumed would be my boyfriend at the time…oh how wrong I was.
By shelly URL on 05.19.2011
My home is him, and Him. That, my home, is my domesticity, and society is the real jungle.
By Riley on 05.19.2011
an animal: a dog; a cat. My domestic world is that of a computer; two speakers upon a desktop. One of which lays upon a stack of books, the other of which is upon a glass surface. I sit, happily or unhappily domesticated, within the confines of a house among a street of houses; the suburban life I have known for twenty one years now.
By Matthew Rodriguez on 05.19.2011
I’ve been domesticated throughout the years… evolved from a wild spirit to a tame housewife. He didn’t need beatings or abuse to do it. Just the look in his eyes, and the pressure of his hand against my back.
By Brenna on 05.19.2011
Domestic abuse is the violence that breaks apart the homes of many. Cropped in the US of A but we don’t know where it’s from. Domestic–I like my dome being static for the things I can find near me and the things that do me good and stic(s) with me. I like when pets are domesticated like monkeys.
By Alexis Dziedziech on 05.19.2011
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.