To: Everyone
"12 God loves you and has chosen you as his own special people. So be gentle, kind, humble, meek, and patient. 13 Put up with each other, and forgive anyone who does you wrong, just as Christ has forgiven you. 14 Love is more important than anything else. It is what ties everything completely together." -Col 3:12-14
Monday, February 28, 2011
The daughter rules...
To: Daughter, but of course it can apply to my son
The article is too curse laden for you to read until you're figuring out your major in college. Hopefully, your father and I have encouraged you all along to be who you are, say what you think, do what is right, and not let anyone judge you- unless you're in a "judged" sport, at which point I will wonder why we didn't steer you towards a "points"-based sport. Sorry. That's for a later time!
Anyway, you will hit a glass ceiling, or see the ceiling, or be made aware of its presence.
You will want to run away.
Don't.
Keep your chin up, shoulders back, smile on your face, and darnit, ROCK THE HEELS! as you gently stroll into and break through this glass ceiling.
How to break into the boy's club includes quips like this:
Things That Might Happen While You Are In The Boys' Club: — It will be suggested that you are only considered talented because you are a woman, implying that even if you are talented, you are just "talented for a woman." Untalented men jealous of your skills will cling to this even when it becomes clear how blatantly untrue it is. It involves the idea that being beaten by somebody who is "lesser" is emasculating and humiliating. But that women should be happy, even excited to be beaten by men in all situations, because women's egos are always discounted as being secondary to men's. source
Love,
Your future Mom
The article is too curse laden for you to read until you're figuring out your major in college. Hopefully, your father and I have encouraged you all along to be who you are, say what you think, do what is right, and not let anyone judge you- unless you're in a "judged" sport, at which point I will wonder why we didn't steer you towards a "points"-based sport. Sorry. That's for a later time!
Anyway, you will hit a glass ceiling, or see the ceiling, or be made aware of its presence.
You will want to run away.
Don't.
Keep your chin up, shoulders back, smile on your face, and darnit, ROCK THE HEELS! as you gently stroll into and break through this glass ceiling.
How to break into the boy's club includes quips like this:
Things That Might Happen While You Are In The Boys' Club: — It will be suggested that you are only considered talented because you are a woman, implying that even if you are talented, you are just "talented for a woman." Untalented men jealous of your skills will cling to this even when it becomes clear how blatantly untrue it is. It involves the idea that being beaten by somebody who is "lesser" is emasculating and humiliating. But that women should be happy, even excited to be beaten by men in all situations, because women's egos are always discounted as being secondary to men's. source
Love,
Your future Mom
Sunday, February 27, 2011
A love discovered too late ...
To: Husband
I discovered my love for Calvin and Hobbes all too late in life, and it was at a bittersweet tragic moment. I'm sure I've told you about it by now. What I may have never told you was that the Sunday I was home, when the Journal Star was still publishing Calvin and Hobbes, the huge color Sunday comics had this one strip, above the fold, loud in color and it made me just stop. Last time I checked, that strip was still in the dresser of my childhood home.
My love for Calvin and Hobbes is official, true, and means more to me with every crazy snowman and flirtation with Suzie. Let's inspire the kids!
I discovered my love for Calvin and Hobbes all too late in life, and it was at a bittersweet tragic moment. I'm sure I've told you about it by now. What I may have never told you was that the Sunday I was home, when the Journal Star was still publishing Calvin and Hobbes, the huge color Sunday comics had this one strip, above the fold, loud in color and it made me just stop. Last time I checked, that strip was still in the dresser of my childhood home.
My love for Calvin and Hobbes is official, true, and means more to me with every crazy snowman and flirtation with Suzie. Let's inspire the kids!
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