salmagundi:
1. A dish of chopped meat, anchovies, eggs, onions and seasoning.
2. A general mixture; a miscellaneous collection.
The ever-necessary Wikipedia tells me that the French word salmagondis means a hodgepodge or mix of widely disparate things.
Tada! The mission of this blog.
No, not to spread the joys of a recipe calling for flesh, fish and ova, which sounds absolutely like nothing I would ever intentionally put into my mouth, but instead a hodgepodge of mixed-up and widely disparate things to read, ponder, dispute and digest. (Really, it's NOT a recipe.)
Example: The day before yesterday, I experienced the following: a funeral for the unexpected death of a friend's dear mother, the loss of my keys precipitating a 30-minute search to find said keys in order to get to the funeral, a mini-tantrum as a result of the search for aforementioned keys, a lesson for my almost-teenager on memorial service etiquette (with no mention of parental tantrum etiquette), class preparation for teaching a dozen homeschool middle school students the fine art of crafting a thesis statement, diagramming sentences and understanding O. Henry's The Gift of the Magi, grading of last week's homework for the English class, preparation for dinner, a Bible study class, and development of a lesson plan for a co-op American history class happening the next day at my home.
These are just the highlights.
There is no mention of what I was thinking about during my tantrum, the grading, the funeral or the Bible study. Not one word tells you about my five daughters who keep me hopping with home schooling, questions, hormones and the occasional Jonas dance party. No words written are about my husband (I'm still trying to think up some "cute" abbreviation for him. That's a requirement, right? The abbreviation for the husband?) There is nothing written about who I am, how I got where I am or where I am looking to go.
But there will be.
Ask anyone who knows me.
I always have something to say about...everything.
That's what An Order of Salmagundi is all about. The hodgepodge that makes up life and sharing what that looks like. And I'm not going to be the only one sharing. Another with a different voice will be sharing her mixed up stuff too.
Because, really, it is about sharing. It's about offering you a glimpse into the mixed up stuff that we live and inviting you to be a part of it. Inviting you to hear and think and share and do too.
Offering and inviting. To share in our order of salmagundi life.
Soup's on!
Salmagundi. I like it. The smell of it, the mixing of it, the taste of it.
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