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Tuesday, June 3, 2008

The magic *****

I consider myself a fairly intelligent person. More than this I am a Christian. I pray for patience, and humility, and the chance to show others God’s love.
I am a wife, and mother. I cook, I clean, I do laundry. I pack lunches, chaperone field trips, and kiss scraped knees. I work 10 hours a day, and then come home to help with homework, and do even more laundry. As a mother, being selfless, and putting the needs of others first comes naturally for me.
So why do I get sooooo worked up by other peoples inability to do the same?

Let me first start off by saying that, as I write this, I am fully aware that I am completely in the thick of PMS. Therefore, I realize that hormones are probably coloring my feelings and thoughts right now. But what’s a blog for if it isn’t to allow its author to honestly express her thoughts right?

Having said that let me just spill out some misc rick rack that is bumping around in my head……

You know what bugs me? Men, or women, but especially men that think they are more important than they are. Why do some people walk around feeling they are above the “law”? Any by law, I don’t mean the go to jail if you break it law; I mean the laws of decency. Laws such as being respectful to each other, having compassion, and just plain willingness to walk across the room and turn the light on yourself! I mean really, is it THAT hard? Or, do you get THAT much gratification watching me do it? Seriously.

I realize that I am jaded. After 14 ½ years of marriage I have dealt with more than my fair share of heartache, and crisis. I have long ago given up the dream of a “fairytale” romance, and replaced it with the realistic love that I share with my husband. He is a good man. He works hard for our family, and I have never doubted his love for me or our children. I have never doubted his faithfulness to me. I know that this alone is a rare gift.
Long ago I gave up the need or expectancy of flowers, and cards. Instead I enjoy knowing that he loves me only; I relish the fact that he still bugs me for sex even though I am physically nothing like I was when he married me. (lets just say 3 kids and lots of stress eating have not been kind)

Regardless of this knowledge it still bugs me that even though I work outside the home just like my husband, it is still totally my responsibility to cook, clean, and do that ever mounting pile of laundry. Why is that?
There was a time in history when it was common that all men worked outside the home, and women stayed home to do all the things I have just listed plus many more. But that is NOT today. Today, 2008, it is rare that any woman would call herself a “homemaker”. Some women simply have no desire to. Others, such as me, would jump at that chance, but have no choice in the matter. Their income is needed to support the family just as much as their husbands.
So, us “modern mothers” get up shower before dawn, pack lunches, lay out dinner, and go to work. We come home to tackle the house and whatever needs done, and then fall into bed late at night. This is where I start to get irritated. Why is it that all these household chores still fall on us? Why do men work the same amount of hours at us, but when they come home, they get to relaaaaax? Ok, so maybe they take out the garbage or cut the grass. Does that really compare? Not in my book. I mean seriously. I may have when to a small Christian school, and not excelled in math, but I can add. I don’t see how walking a bag or can to the curb, or sitting on a lawn mower for an hour or so compares to allllll the millions of things we do! NO WAY!

So I had to rationalize this. Why. Is. this? Why IS this? As Winnie the Pooh says….think think think…..Then one day it dawned on me. Men have magic. Magic that women do not have. More specifically they have a magic apparatus. What is it you ask? Well, let me enlighten you………

Are you ready for this?

Men possess a magic penis. [insert ominous sound effects]

Think about it ladies. It’s the one thing they possess that we don’t, and can’t.
And it’s magic.
I have studied up on this subject, and decided it’s different for each man. For some men it removes guilt. For others it removes the ability to see laundry, or know the location of the sink. For some it impairs their ability to hear a child crying, or smell things. Universally, it impairs their sense of direction, and common sense.
Curiously, the magic penis increases men’s perception of size, and importance.
Of course, there are other qualities the magic penis possesses, but we won’t discus those here.

So ladies, I hope I have opened your eyes. The next time you feel overwhelmed or frustrated with your husband remember……… He has magic.

Accept it and move on. After all, how are you going to compete with magic?????
:)

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