Ralf is in Dublin for a few days, which means I don't have to cook. For dinner last night I ate 6 garlic stuffed olives, half an avocado, a bowl of blueberries and an Actimel. I thought about opening a bottle of wine but couldn't be bothered.
I have seen a couple of comments that are in this line recently: bloggers saying that they are "dads" because their male spouses stay home while they go out to work, etc. What you need is a a caregiver, pousal or not. I like to think that my genitalia are not part of my homekeeping services. And as a wife, I'm hovering on annoyance that the term is used in a denigratory way to imply that being a female spouse states that one stays at home and is a caregiver and therefore diminishes the role both of those who choose to stay at home and those who choose to go to work (and are therefore not adequate wives, who should be supplemented with, perhaps, paid help? Sub wives, or temp wives? Which leads into the whole, how exciting that dad doesn't accidentally starve the children or burn the house down when home w/o mom mythos). Do you see what I mean? You can tell me I'm too sensitive, but I won't agree.
Ah, G, I'm a semi-emancipated working mom so I will tell you you're a bit sensitive but it's OK by me if you don't agree. If we all agreed there'd be no need to blog and then we'd have to excercise or something instead. Since the work I get paid for is way easier than the work I do at home I don't see 'wife' as a deragatory term at all. I think it's OK to have social norms and common phrases like 'mom' and 'dad' as long as no one gets pigeonholed into a role they don't want. Give society time, it's evolving. And I love all those sarcastic 50s pictures, too, copy away!
You got most of the food groups in there, what's wrong with that? (You missed cold cereal and Doritos.) My kids weren't home so I had watermelon for supper. Only because my husband cut it up for me.
I love it! The pictures, the post, the meal. That's how I eat on Wednesdays -- hubby takes the kids out to dinner after their cello/violin lessons, and I've been known to eat olives & chocolate, drink some wine and blog....
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ReplyDeleteI have seen a couple of comments that are in this line recently: bloggers saying that they are "dads" because their male spouses stay home while they go out to work, etc. What you need is a a caregiver, pousal or not.
ReplyDeleteI like to think that my genitalia are not part of my homekeeping services. And as a wife, I'm hovering on annoyance that the term is used in a denigratory way to imply that being a female spouse states that one stays at home and is a caregiver and therefore diminishes the role both of those who choose to stay at home and those who choose to go to work (and are therefore not adequate wives, who should be supplemented with, perhaps, paid help? Sub wives, or temp wives? Which leads into the whole, how exciting that dad doesn't accidentally starve the children or burn the house down when home w/o mom mythos).
Do you see what I mean? You can tell me I'm too sensitive, but I won't agree.
But hey- I love the pictures and I'm going to copy them:).
ReplyDeleteAh, G, I'm a semi-emancipated working mom so I will tell you you're a bit sensitive but it's OK by me if you don't agree. If we all agreed there'd be no need to blog and then we'd have to excercise or something instead. Since the work I get paid for is way easier than the work I do at home I don't see 'wife' as a deragatory term at all. I think it's OK to have social norms and common phrases like 'mom' and 'dad' as long as no one gets pigeonholed into a role they don't want. Give society time, it's evolving. And I love all those sarcastic 50s pictures, too, copy away!
ReplyDeleteGet your priorities straight Girl. If you can open an Actimel you can certainly open a bottle of wine!
ReplyDeleteMy life is definitely NOT wasted by the looks of my house...
ReplyDeleteGreat pictures!!! I could not agree more. Cleaning is for fools!!!
ReplyDeleteYou got most of the food groups in there, what's wrong with that? (You missed cold cereal and Doritos.)
ReplyDeleteMy kids weren't home so I had watermelon for supper. Only because my husband cut it up for me.
Well, don't get one like me. I don't cook or clean either:)
ReplyDeleteOpening an Actimel is greatly tiring. I can't bring myself to do it. Instead, I just reach for the telephone and order! :P
ReplyDeleteThat meal sounds delicious!
ReplyDeleteExactly how I eat when my husband is away: from packets. Have fun, and please open that bottle of wine.
ReplyDeleteFunny that although we live so far apart, we seem to stock the same pantry items... I love those olives!
ReplyDeleteHomer says, "Mmmmmm, olives and blueberries. . . .drrrroool."
ReplyDeleteI love it! The pictures, the post, the meal. That's how I eat on Wednesdays -- hubby takes the kids out to dinner after their cello/violin lessons, and I've been known to eat olives & chocolate, drink some wine and blog....
ReplyDeleteIf you can't be bothered to open a bottle of wine, you definitely need a wife!
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