Here’s where you all get to attack me, since I attack many of the things that ya’ll do. So I’m going to attack myself for a change.
I continuously talk about what I think men should be: strong, independent, lumberjackish, able to grow facial hair, broad-shouldered, rough-handed, handy around the house, etc. Maybe it’s not so much what I think men should be, but rather I describe the type of men that I am attracted to.
Many of my rants spawn from the fact that I see gender roles disappearing, and I still stand by the by the fact that I think this world needs gender roles to continue on with any sort of organization.
The point of this post, though, is that while I do fall into my ideal of female thought, I do not act as though I think a woman should act. Let me explain. I think men should be all of those above characteristics… I also think women should possess certain characteristics and skills. And here’s the big moment: MANY OF WHICH I DO NOT.
That’s right, I’m a hypocrite. Here is why I fail at being my definition of a woman:
- I do not cook. (I don’t rightly see the need to cook as I live alone…and I am holding out to learn it until I get married.)
- I’m not really that crafty. (Yeah, you saw my sweater. And I can crochet single stitches. But that’s about the extent of it.)
- I only own one apron…and I’ve worn it once.
- I do not clean my house in a cute dress and make-up. (I wish I did…I might once I actually live with Mike.)
- I cuss like a sailor.
- I drink like one, too. And not martinis. I like beer. I think I redeem myself on this one, though, with the mass amounts of wine I drink.
- I do not get excited about kitchen appliances (except refrigerators).
Maybe I’m not the woman I want to be yet, because I don’t feel like a full-fledged woman. I feel like a college kid, still. I live in an apartment, alone, so there’s no reason to cook. And no reason to get all gussied up to spend my evenings alone.
I honestly think I will feel like a woman when I have a home of my own (then I will really get excited about kitchen appliances) and when I can cook for someone. I will especially feel like a woman when I have children. I’m in a weird sort of limbo right now. I guess we’ll see how this turns out.