What we are eating and what's eating us,Friday!
Yeah baybeee!!I had a great day,I was able to walk Pookie...smile! Come on crew,we can do this,and one of us only has to do it for 4 hours today...I won't name names..
Here's what I ate today. B-Ham salad,and 6 wheat crackers. L-nada,breakfast was late. D- Red beans and rice ala Olivia,and green beans stir fried with Bermuda onion and olive oil. S-Yogurt, S-Orange
If someone makes you smile,make sure you spread it around.
If you don't feel like smiling,fake it till you make it! It's contagious!!
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WHAT WE FEAR,WE CREATE.
I want a wife...grin!!
I was introduced to my husband by a coworker, so when he and I got engaged, it seemed like my entire company (maybe 300 people) knew about it before I even got my ring. So one day my boss, Pete, came up to me and said, "I hear you have big news. Are you going to be leaving us now?"
This was in 1986, but even then he was a sexist pig.
Anyway, I said, "Why would I be leaving?"
He said, "Once you get yourself a husband, you won't need to work any more."
I thought about cooking and housework and laundry, and said, "The only way I could stop working is if I got myself a wife."
He was speechless. Until he found out that I planned to keep my maiden name. But that's another story!
Jean
Jean McMillan c.2009-2013 - Always a bandster at heart
author of Bandwagon (TM), Strategies for Success with the Adjustable Gastric Band & Bandwagon Cookery. Bandwagon for Kindle now available on Amazon. Read my blog at: jean-onthebandwagon.blogspot.com
Now,if I did not have to work outside the home,and be ok financially,I would tend my home and hubby.
Your archaic boss was not recognizing that a woman may chose to have a career,or the married couple planned on two incomes.
One of the reasons I am much better off not married,is because it seems if you have a vajayjay,you are expected to do it all,work and everything at home,plus put on a bow and make sure you cater to his fantasies. I know with most wives,it is an act of love,taking care of home and hearth,and I would not diminish them in any way.The song "It ain't me babe." comes to mind for me.
The other day, this was in a news segment,"Divorce rates have declined noticeably". this followed closely behind, "More women are choosing not to marry".........WHAT??? LOL!!!
WHAT WE FEAR,WE CREATE.
Interestingly (but not surprisingly), Pete's beleagured wife took up with another man (and the bottle), they went through an ugly divorce, and eventually he became human, stopped greasing his hair, and found himself an equal partner. Equal according to him, anyway!
I was fascinated by the baby gift registry published in our local paper the other day. I'd say that 75% of the parents didn't share the same last name. And knowing Southern customs (after 10 years here, I'm still quizzed about keeping my maiden name), these women were choosing to have their babies without getting married. And no, they weren't all "poh folk".
I freely acknowledge that I got married when I was 21 because it seemed like the right thing to do at the time. After a divorce and some years, it took some major convincing to get me to the altar again.
So I understand why you like your single state, but I also want to say, "Never say never"!
Jean
Jean McMillan c.2009-2013 - Always a bandster at heart
author of Bandwagon (TM), Strategies for Success with the Adjustable Gastric Band & Bandwagon Cookery. Bandwagon for Kindle now available on Amazon. Read my blog at: jean-onthebandwagon.blogspot.com
Now as for me,I am going to have to stick with never. It is surprising people in the South have changed,but I am sure the genteel folk still frown on these times.
I am happier without a husband,and trust me to know this. Just the thought of even living with a man sends a tension up my back.
I have no flexibility left. I do not want to live out my last years with a man. I have intimacy issues up the wazoo..LOL.
I could never let someone get that close to me.I married just as I turned 19,and as you say,that's what I was suppose to do. I was a virgin,may the saints preserve us. I was the good Catholic girl (gasp)!! I had my first child when I was 25.No wonder I am screwed up,my grandma (maternal) was a Southern Baptist,so I had this from living with her and staying every summer. The other grandma was a Voo Doo priestess.My mom,who I began living with when I was 6 was Catholic. I belonged to the Catholic Youth Organization,and at one time wanted to be a nun!!!
Anyway,I have etched this life out for myself that is pretty mellow,all things considered. I broke up with the last man who wanted to marry me. As soon as he said he wanted to marry me,I freaked out. I told him it was hard getting up and knowing I was the only one I had to depend on,to trust,but the thought of placing anyone else so close to me,to be able to affect me,was something I simply could not do.I don't know if this makes any sense to you.
C'est La Vie.
WHAT WE FEAR,WE CREATE.
