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10 Things Husbands Should Never Do
Guys, we love you, we really do. But as wonderful as you are, every so often you do something that makes us want to jump out the nearest window (or push you out first). Please, please, don’t ever…
1. Offer to “babysit” your own kids. When your 16-year-old neighbor does it, it’s called babysitting. When a parent does it, it’s called child care, and it lasts for at least 18 years. Get it?
2. Imply that office work is harder than housework. At the end of a hard day, there may be smoke coming out of your ears, but let’s face it: You’ve basically been sitting on your butt. That same smoke is coming out of our ears too—but we’ve cleaned the house, shuttled the kids around, run errands all over town and lugged grocery bags besides. When we say we’re exhausted, we are exhausted.
3. Give a home appliance as a gift. Forgive us if we can’t work it up for this one. A new washing machine? Really? Can we get you some new snow tires?
4. Buy us the “cougar” perfume. Under our crew-neck sweaters may beat the heart of an untamed vixen—but most of us don’t want to smell like one. (Nice try, though.)
5. Brag about your driving. This is supposed to let us know that ours isn’t so great. If my husband tells me one more time that he’s been “accident-free since 1978,” I’m going to reach over, grab the wheel and make the car swerve into something, just to shut him up.
6. Be unimpressed by a meal that took a lot of time and trouble. I don’t know whose fault this is (Food Network? Julie and Julia?), but every so often we get the idea that it would be fun to make stock and spend the day basting. If the result is less than earth-shattering, say something nice anyway.
7. Buy clothes without trying them on. We know that the second you get into a department store you start to feel faint, but do us a favor and take the extra five minutes. Otherwise, you know who gets stuck with the returns?
8. Know it all, especially in public. Oh, honey. While you’re going on at length about whatever it is, we’re taking the temperature of the room, and we know everyone’s starting to fidget.
9. Say anything remotely critical about our new haircut. Sometimes getting a new cut goes well; sometimes it doesn’t. Usually we know the difference. Don’t rub it in.
10. Expect a medal for doing a little housework. Umm…it’s your house too, right? For now, we’ll give you the bronze. Maybe someday, if you work hard enough, you can pick up a gold.
This is not even applicable to me, or most women I know. In fact, I am guilty of a lot of this stuff. But TOWARDS my husband. I hate cooking and Asa cooks and bakes all the time. Often I'm critical of what he's done or how much of a mess he's made. Asa enjoys shopping and I cannot stand it. So I buy clothes without trying them on and it always makes him frustrated.
I just don't understand conceptions of gender. They're so off base and not connected to me in any way. Gender encompasses these ridiculous cultural instituitions and has nothing to do with who people actually are or what they want from their lives. In fact, gender is a cultural structure completely. Some cultures have as much as seven different genders. I can't understand gender in this binary opposition type deal. It's so maddening. I hate it when an ideological structure is forced on me as a physical segment. I can't ever reconcile the duality of that ideological structure and how I actually feel/live my life.
Guys, we love you, we really do. But as wonderful as you are, every so often you do something that makes us want to jump out the nearest window (or push you out first). Please, please, don’t ever…
1. Offer to “babysit” your own kids. When your 16-year-old neighbor does it, it’s called babysitting. When a parent does it, it’s called child care, and it lasts for at least 18 years. Get it?
2. Imply that office work is harder than housework. At the end of a hard day, there may be smoke coming out of your ears, but let’s face it: You’ve basically been sitting on your butt. That same smoke is coming out of our ears too—but we’ve cleaned the house, shuttled the kids around, run errands all over town and lugged grocery bags besides. When we say we’re exhausted, we are exhausted.
3. Give a home appliance as a gift. Forgive us if we can’t work it up for this one. A new washing machine? Really? Can we get you some new snow tires?
4. Buy us the “cougar” perfume. Under our crew-neck sweaters may beat the heart of an untamed vixen—but most of us don’t want to smell like one. (Nice try, though.)
5. Brag about your driving. This is supposed to let us know that ours isn’t so great. If my husband tells me one more time that he’s been “accident-free since 1978,” I’m going to reach over, grab the wheel and make the car swerve into something, just to shut him up.
6. Be unimpressed by a meal that took a lot of time and trouble. I don’t know whose fault this is (Food Network? Julie and Julia?), but every so often we get the idea that it would be fun to make stock and spend the day basting. If the result is less than earth-shattering, say something nice anyway.
7. Buy clothes without trying them on. We know that the second you get into a department store you start to feel faint, but do us a favor and take the extra five minutes. Otherwise, you know who gets stuck with the returns?
8. Know it all, especially in public. Oh, honey. While you’re going on at length about whatever it is, we’re taking the temperature of the room, and we know everyone’s starting to fidget.
9. Say anything remotely critical about our new haircut. Sometimes getting a new cut goes well; sometimes it doesn’t. Usually we know the difference. Don’t rub it in.
10. Expect a medal for doing a little housework. Umm…it’s your house too, right? For now, we’ll give you the bronze. Maybe someday, if you work hard enough, you can pick up a gold.
This is not even applicable to me, or most women I know. In fact, I am guilty of a lot of this stuff. But TOWARDS my husband. I hate cooking and Asa cooks and bakes all the time. Often I'm critical of what he's done or how much of a mess he's made. Asa enjoys shopping and I cannot stand it. So I buy clothes without trying them on and it always makes him frustrated.
I just don't understand conceptions of gender. They're so off base and not connected to me in any way. Gender encompasses these ridiculous cultural instituitions and has nothing to do with who people actually are or what they want from their lives. In fact, gender is a cultural structure completely. Some cultures have as much as seven different genders. I can't understand gender in this binary opposition type deal. It's so maddening. I hate it when an ideological structure is forced on me as a physical segment. I can't ever reconcile the duality of that ideological structure and how I actually feel/live my life.
This was done by an artist named Pogo from Australia: "Video for my track 'Upular', composed using chords, bass notes and vocal samples from the Disney Pixar film 'Up'. Enjoy!"
I love how this composition turned out and yes, now, I want to watch a Disney movie.
More of these songs are here.
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Christmas Eve. Menu
dressing w/ vegetarian stock
apple chicken sausage stir-fry w/ fresh green veggies
carrot souffle
panettone bread
vanilla maple tea
It took 1.5 hours total to prepare the whole meal.
It took 4 minutes total to polish off a plate.
Merry Christmas and a wonderful holiday season to all.
dressing w/ vegetarian stock
apple chicken sausage stir-fry w/ fresh green veggies
carrot souffle
panettone bread
vanilla maple tea
It took 1.5 hours total to prepare the whole meal.
It took 4 minutes total to polish off a plate.
Merry Christmas and a wonderful holiday season to all.
Originally posted on madeline.vox.com
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