 | -8 As a 1930s wife, I am |
That's right friends, I am a bad wife. Nah, not really, just to 1930's standards. What I find funny about this is that I am pretty sure I am more like a 1930's wife then most women my age. Ok, I swear, I work, I haven't given him children, I probably don't cook as well, I don't wear stockings and I cook in my pj's but, I sew, I cook, I clean, I do his laundry, I make the bed everyday etc.
As I get older, the younger feminist side of me is slowly dying and, I am totally ok with that. I am beginning to understand the importance of roles in family dynamics. I am ok with doing pink jobs and Jeff doing blue jobs. In fact, I like it that way. He brings home to bacon and I cook it. Deal with it.
Let's not assume I am some sort of Mrs Cleaver though, nope, not even close. I have adopted a modern twist on her. Think Mrs Cleaver in jeans and a t-shirt that will do anything but vacuum - that's me. I hate vacuuming so, generally, Jeff does it. Everything else though, that's me. Jeff for sure helps out lots though. I really think we have a great balance around 219. So, while I may not be a good 1930's wife, I don't think she has anything on me!
you're an even hotter version of mrs. cleaver. but who wants to be her anyways? you're perfect just the way you are! (and your shepherd's pie ROCKS my a$$.)
ReplyDeleteHeh! It is September 19th and Happy 1st Anniversary! Doesn't seem like a whole year has gone by since your wedding. And it was a beautiful wedding! Don't worry about the perfect 1930's wife - what did they know anyway - poor things. You two are doing great. Wish you many happy more years together and tons of love. Hugzz -- Auntie Sharon
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