my nanny is from philippeans, she is our domestic helper. the sends all moneyback to her son in philiipeans, who she left when he was 3 months old. she is amazing funny kind always loyal, part of the family. our family would be lost without her. she is an amazing cook and cleaner, she is so taleneted and great to us.
She was far from a domestic, but she found herself cleaning, cooking and taking the kids to and from soccer practice. Is this really what I want? She’d ask herself almost daily and always the answer was no. She couldn’t stand the life she had built for herself. But what else could she do, especially now that the kids relied on her. But if she kept doing this she’d go positively postal.
domestic abuse. i’ve heard about it so many times, people say its so unavoidable, but I can see how a person can fall into the trap. it starts with a low self-esteem, and that coupled with a man who is domestically abusive its the perfect recipie for disaster. the girl stays in the relationship because she thinks he is all she has.
She was very domestic; she cleaned the house daily, did all the laundry, even cooked every meal they ate. He was very happy to have her, but she felt a bit discontent. A bit unappreciated really, but she plastered on her fake smile and continued her daily tasks without so much as a complaint. He loved her. She liked him, kind of.
Domestic chores can be boring, but if you wear an mp3 player and just crank some tunes, the tasks go by more quickly than you thought they would. For example, washing dishes will be a snap if blasting “Splish, splash I was taking a bath…” out of your speakers.
Horses, cats, dogs, animals, barns, farms, domestic, calm, manners, self-control, repectful, tied-down, restricted, smothered, homely, lovely, altogether DOMESTIC in the domestic sense of the word. Maybe. You get this? I don’t.
Inside a certain nation. GDP = Gross Domestic Product, the total value of all goods and services a nation produces in a year. Home, the country you live in, and travel within that country. Domesticated animals live with humans.
Domesticated violence is a major problem in most communities. Just now, my mom mentions a news story about a mother who killed her own son! I just wish things like this would stop….
When I hear the word “domestic”, I think animals, violence and the zoo. The domestic animals are really self explanatory. Domostic violence… The zoo? I know why… I think domes, igloos or fancy gardens.
Some people like to clean endlessly. Sweeping dust from hidden corners and polishing the metalwork with unprecedented efforts…
Cleaning is dull. Something in the over is burning
– smoke.
The housework never ends. Once you devote all your time and energy into making everything look just so, it all goes back to how it started pre-cleaning. It doesn’t matter how much you try, or how loyally you try. It always goes back.
It was hot. The spot where his palm made contact with my cheek. I don’t know why he does it, but he won’t stop. I tell myself everyday that I love him and he loves me, but is it really love?
Think of how lonely your shins would be without cats to rub up against them. All of us and our unnuzzled cheeks would meet at support groups and wonder at the emptiness that has always been there. How could we know that the very tigers and lions we feared were exactly what we were missing?
I wasn’t really built for this. Even as a child I knew somethings just weren’t meant for me. It doesn’t make me a bad person or a snob, really it doesn’t. I don’t care if I can get a six pack for $3, or if it tastes like the mountains and bikini clad women will want to play sports near me; I can’t drink that swill.
The house stood at the top of a wild bluff overlooking the Puget Sound below. Some domestic animals played around its yard, tumbling and rolling around in the grown-long grass. I wondered if this was a place where we could live. The whole building seemed to slant to one side, as if longing for the waters out of reach.
Sometimes, I think being domesticated means owning a white picket fence, a border collie, and a minivan. Sometimes I think society has too much of a hold on me and I will never be able to shake it. But then we have mornings when I wake up tangled up in you, and I watch you get dressed, and we eat breakfast together. And maybe this isn’t what they meant by domestic, but I think you’ve made me domesticated.
She was tired of what she was doing. A life in the home was no life at all. She longed to work, to make money, to support her child so they could get away. But he wouldn’t allow it.
“A woman’s place,” he told her, “is in the house…”
All I can think of is when presidents have claimed to be going after terrorists, both foreign and domestic.
That and how pets can be domesticated.
It’s always kinda funny to learn about “that guy” that tried to domesticate a tiger or a black bear or something ridiculous. Like…really? Did you really think that you were gonna get a wild animal, one that knows nothing from hundreds of thousands of years of evolution other than to rip flesh and roar, to chill out and lay down and be petted and eat canned food while you watch Seinfeld reruns? Don’t think so.
I’ve been feeling rather domestic lately. Cooking, cleaning, doing little crafts, taking care of the kid (our dog). I used to be such a wild free spirit…does this happen to us all eventually in life?
the life is now a domestic one. It is not the land of the ancient, where life was a benefit of the greatest, but now everyone is born with the right to it. And besides that, everyone lives more or less the same life: work, children, job. A domestic one.
Domesticate the boys – can one accomplish such a thing? Especially when their mother was wild, not tame, creating chaos. How do you establish a quiet array in those whose experience has been so much disorder.
domestic is a word that most associate with women, yes still in this day and age domestic is still seen as feminine when you think about it it really is truly disgusting……… what you doing woman? get back in the kitchen and make me a sammich!!!
Dogs have become very domesticated. They stay with you and keep you company, keep you safe. They are perfect fur therapy for when you feel bad and need someone to cheer you up. They are the best companion, you could ever ask for.
Domestic labor has been significantly undervalued in modern American society. Domestic laborers are ineligible for social security; few jurisdictions require their protection with wage and hour or unemployment laws. And women’s unpaid domestic contributions count neither towards their own retirement nor towards the GDP.
I’m lounging in my favorite Winnie the Pooh jammies. I can smell bacon and eggs coming from the kitchen. My only hope for the day is that the biscuits are made from scrath. Sunday crossword puzzles keep me busy.
The domestic policies employed by some underdeveloped countries have brought chaos and distraction to the welfare of the United Nations. Every country stereotyped as underdog has undergone a futile attempt to harness the power of a domestic policy.
The floors of my apartment as covered in a thin layer of cat hair. There was dishes in the sink from last week. Laundry to be done. I was never a domestic.
In our domestic partnership, we have so much peace and serenity, our love in our home is strong and powerful. and we live in the best domestic partnership ever.
We buy domestic food and products and live a healthy life in our domestic partnership
a domestic environment is one in which they say the woman is the boss. However the emergence of the new women at the turn of the 20th century has given rise to a new breed of domestic leaders. Men of all statures have risen to the task with a grace unbeknown to men and the current state of events sees this phenomenon growing until men take over all domestic proceedings. Watch out!
clatter dirty dishes cooking cooking cooking happy faces tv and quiet moments the garden the safety of coming home to a friendly house full the laundry the cats
Life. A woman where life ad love fit together, and her man is the everywhere she is. Kitchens, towns, truth. Domestic. She is the house she builds. She loves the man she builds it for, she cooks it for, she cleans it for. Domestic. Her dome. Her safe place.
I love being domestic — tending to the things and environment. I really don’t allow myself the amount of time I wish I would to do the kind of organizing and cleaning that would make my world be the way I wish it could be — both at home and at the office.
The domestic argument was irrational and unique. They didn’t want to argue, but they couldn’t help themselves. Both of them wanted to stop fighting.
my nanny is from philippeans, she is our domestic helper. the sends all moneyback to her son in philiipeans, who she left when he was 3 months old. she is amazing funny kind always loyal, part of the family. our family would be lost without her. she is an amazing cook and cleaner, she is so taleneted and great to us.
She was far from a domestic, but she found herself cleaning, cooking and taking the kids to and from soccer practice. Is this really what I want? She’d ask herself almost daily and always the answer was no. She couldn’t stand the life she had built for herself. But what else could she do, especially now that the kids relied on her. But if she kept doing this she’d go positively postal.
ill never be domestic.. i’ve tried but my life just won’t allow me to.
this is cool
domestic abuse. i’ve heard about it so many times, people say its so unavoidable, but I can see how a person can fall into the trap. it starts with a low self-esteem, and that coupled with a man who is domestically abusive its the perfect recipie for disaster. the girl stays in the relationship because she thinks he is all she has.
She was very domestic; she cleaned the house daily, did all the laundry, even cooked every meal they ate. He was very happy to have her, but she felt a bit discontent. A bit unappreciated really, but she plastered on her fake smile and continued her daily tasks without so much as a complaint. He loved her. She liked him, kind of.
Domestic chores can be boring, but if you wear an mp3 player and just crank some tunes, the tasks go by more quickly than you thought they would. For example, washing dishes will be a snap if blasting “Splish, splash I was taking a bath…” out of your speakers.
kathleen tapped her corder,blinked twice and wrote:andy, bring the cart to the space pad.
to which andy replied back :sorry,i only do domestic flights.
Horses, cats, dogs, animals, barns, farms, domestic, calm, manners, self-control, repectful, tied-down, restricted, smothered, homely, lovely, altogether DOMESTIC in the domestic sense of the word. Maybe. You get this? I don’t.
domestic partnership. domestic animal. domesticated creature. domesticity. suzie homemaker. making dinner. baked ziti. new love. yoga marathons. unreasonable expectations. drunken debauchery. taco nights. empty bottle of tequila. tiled floors.
Inside a certain nation. GDP = Gross Domestic Product, the total value of all goods and services a nation produces in a year. Home, the country you live in, and travel within that country. Domesticated animals live with humans.
Domesticated violence is a major problem in most communities. Just now, my mom mentions a news story about a mother who killed her own son! I just wish things like this would stop….
When I hear the word “domestic”, I think animals, violence and the zoo. The domestic animals are really self explanatory. Domostic violence… The zoo? I know why… I think domes, igloos or fancy gardens.
Some people like to clean endlessly. Sweeping dust from hidden corners and polishing the metalwork with unprecedented efforts…
Cleaning is dull. Something in the over is burning
– smoke.
The housework never ends. Once you devote all your time and energy into making everything look just so, it all goes back to how it started pre-cleaning. It doesn’t matter how much you try, or how loyally you try. It always goes back.
the domestics were the slaves of the home in ancient times
the domesticated animals include cats, dogs, birds, etc.
the domestics are household goods
It was hot. The spot where his palm made contact with my cheek. I don’t know why he does it, but he won’t stop. I tell myself everyday that I love him and he loves me, but is it really love?
Think of how lonely your shins would be without cats to rub up against them. All of us and our unnuzzled cheeks would meet at support groups and wonder at the emptiness that has always been there. How could we know that the very tigers and lions we feared were exactly what we were missing?
I wasn’t really built for this. Even as a child I knew somethings just weren’t meant for me. It doesn’t make me a bad person or a snob, really it doesn’t. I don’t care if I can get a six pack for $3, or if it tastes like the mountains and bikini clad women will want to play sports near me; I can’t drink that swill.
The house stood at the top of a wild bluff overlooking the Puget Sound below. Some domestic animals played around its yard, tumbling and rolling around in the grown-long grass. I wondered if this was a place where we could live. The whole building seemed to slant to one side, as if longing for the waters out of reach.
Sometimes, I think being domesticated means owning a white picket fence, a border collie, and a minivan. Sometimes I think society has too much of a hold on me and I will never be able to shake it. But then we have mornings when I wake up tangled up in you, and I watch you get dressed, and we eat breakfast together. And maybe this isn’t what they meant by domestic, but I think you’ve made me domesticated.
Domestic abuse
She was tired of what she was doing. A life in the home was no life at all. She longed to work, to make money, to support her child so they could get away. But he wouldn’t allow it.
“A woman’s place,” he told her, “is in the house…”
All I can think of is when presidents have claimed to be going after terrorists, both foreign and domestic.
That and how pets can be domesticated.
It’s always kinda funny to learn about “that guy” that tried to domesticate a tiger or a black bear or something ridiculous. Like…really? Did you really think that you were gonna get a wild animal, one that knows nothing from hundreds of thousands of years of evolution other than to rip flesh and roar, to chill out and lay down and be petted and eat canned food while you watch Seinfeld reruns? Don’t think so.
Man: ‘I am the boss of the domestic environment and I have my wife’s permission to say so.’
welcome to emasculation 2.0 –> the domestic dilemma
I’ve been feeling rather domestic lately. Cooking, cleaning, doing little crafts, taking care of the kid (our dog). I used to be such a wild free spirit…does this happen to us all eventually in life?
the life is now a domestic one. It is not the land of the ancient, where life was a benefit of the greatest, but now everyone is born with the right to it. And besides that, everyone lives more or less the same life: work, children, job. A domestic one.
Domesticate the boys – can one accomplish such a thing? Especially when their mother was wild, not tame, creating chaos. How do you establish a quiet array in those whose experience has been so much disorder.
domestic is a word that most associate with women, yes still in this day and age domestic is still seen as feminine when you think about it it really is truly disgusting……… what you doing woman? get back in the kitchen and make me a sammich!!!
Dogs have become very domesticated. They stay with you and keep you company, keep you safe. They are perfect fur therapy for when you feel bad and need someone to cheer you up. They are the best companion, you could ever ask for.
Domestic labor has been significantly undervalued in modern American society. Domestic laborers are ineligible for social security; few jurisdictions require their protection with wage and hour or unemployment laws. And women’s unpaid domestic contributions count neither towards their own retirement nor towards the GDP.
I’m lounging in my favorite Winnie the Pooh jammies. I can smell bacon and eggs coming from the kitchen. My only hope for the day is that the biscuits are made from scrath. Sunday crossword puzzles keep me busy.
The domestic policies employed by some underdeveloped countries have brought chaos and distraction to the welfare of the United Nations. Every country stereotyped as underdog has undergone a futile attempt to harness the power of a domestic policy.
The floors of my apartment as covered in a thin layer of cat hair. There was dishes in the sink from last week. Laundry to be done. I was never a domestic.
In our domestic partnership, we have so much peace and serenity, our love in our home is strong and powerful. and we live in the best domestic partnership ever.
We buy domestic food and products and live a healthy life in our domestic partnership
a domestic environment is one in which they say the woman is the boss. However the emergence of the new women at the turn of the 20th century has given rise to a new breed of domestic leaders. Men of all statures have risen to the task with a grace unbeknown to men and the current state of events sees this phenomenon growing until men take over all domestic proceedings. Watch out!
clatter dirty dishes cooking cooking cooking happy faces tv and quiet moments the garden the safety of coming home to a friendly house full the laundry the cats
Life. A woman where life ad love fit together, and her man is the everywhere she is. Kitchens, towns, truth. Domestic. She is the house she builds. She loves the man she builds it for, she cooks it for, she cleans it for. Domestic. Her dome. Her safe place.
I love being domestic — tending to the things and environment. I really don’t allow myself the amount of time I wish I would to do the kind of organizing and cleaning that would make my world be the way I wish it could be — both at home and at the office.