I have not slept well at all this week. I've been in a blah mood...I finally let myself cry over all the stress of January (mostly all gone!) and I just didn't stop. I blame the hormones, which have been making me crazy. But then I started to have these crazy dreams and I've been waking up like 3 times a night. So I think now I'm just tired...and maybe still kind of hormonal. Anyway, I'm hoping this weekend won't be too lonesome (John's out of town...but I do have plans with 2 friends) but will be the right about of relaxation and will cure me of this.
Dreams I remember:
John was being chased by a man in a rasta hat (with fake dreads). The man stole his wallet and his hat. He threw the hat on the ground and peed on it. John loves that hat :(
John and I decided to elope (yeah, right?!) so we went down to the courthouse. Somehow, family and friends found out and met us there. It got crazy. Someone probably punched the judge. So we rolled out. What were we thinking? Well of course we were chased, but we found refuge in a warehouse. Then we were mistaken for these criminals and the SWAT team was after us. I got shot in the back...in a wedding dress. I take this one as another sign that we don't need to get married. Also, I woke up from this one and my back was twitching. Creepy!
We had a daughter. She fell down the stairs and died. Not cool.
John and I were stuck in a pile of honey. Rats came and were eating us but we could not move. When I woke up I also could not move for about 5 minutes. It scared the shit out of me. I have since regained control of my body!
Oh, I also got a root canal this week. (well, part 2) I blamed the vicoden for the first dream, but I only took that one pill, so I don't know what the heck caused the rest.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Yes, I have a closet of balls
Sadly, I am not actually surprised that misogynists still exist. They're out there, and I sadly cannot get rid of them all on my own. It'd be nice if all men were great, but I know they're not so finding out about shit is not surprising. Sad, but not a shocker. What continues to surprise me is that these "men" actually exist in my life.
Luckily I'm in a relationship where I feel like an equal. When I have an opinion I let it be known. If John is acting stupid, I tell him. We both want me to have a successful career. Sure, I do cook and clean, sometimes I cook something just for him. Or I make his coffee in the morning. But guess what, he does those things too! And actually, most of the time we cook together. Also, John hates when I do his laundry. He is actually in capable of letting me fold laundry on my own. Even if he's doing dishes, he'll stop, come fold, then go back to the dishes.
These ideas on household chores are not the only way misogyny can exist, and I don't want to dismiss some more serious ways men ridicule women. They're just feeling like the most relevant right now. Why some people think women should be "barefoot and pregnant" is something I'll never understand.
But really, how'd this enter my life? I think I surround myself with people who (mostly) see the world the way I do...or at least we have some common ground. And yet there's a guy who I will never get along with because of the way he views women.
He calls women "chicks" ALL the time.
He asked me to make him a sandwich.
When I said something to John (I don't even remember what) that he saw as too powerful, he told John that he needed to get his balls back. I apparently have them tucked away in a closet.
When his daughter hit her head, he continued to sit there and went "Wife, Wife, Wife, Wife can you take care of this?" Instead of taking care of her himself.
What's baffling his that his wife doesn't seem like the kind of person who'd take any of his crap. And yet she answers to his every request and never says a word when he says sexist shit.
Again, there are far worse people out there who beat their wives if they make more money or (name horrible misogynist thing here). There are plenty of men I would want to slap for how they treat women. But this one's actually in my life and he's probably not going anywhere. So how to I keep myself from throwing hot coffee in his face when he asks me to make him some 5 seconds after I've sat down to enjoy and he's standing in the kitchen?
Luckily I'm in a relationship where I feel like an equal. When I have an opinion I let it be known. If John is acting stupid, I tell him. We both want me to have a successful career. Sure, I do cook and clean, sometimes I cook something just for him. Or I make his coffee in the morning. But guess what, he does those things too! And actually, most of the time we cook together. Also, John hates when I do his laundry. He is actually in capable of letting me fold laundry on my own. Even if he's doing dishes, he'll stop, come fold, then go back to the dishes.
These ideas on household chores are not the only way misogyny can exist, and I don't want to dismiss some more serious ways men ridicule women. They're just feeling like the most relevant right now. Why some people think women should be "barefoot and pregnant" is something I'll never understand.
But really, how'd this enter my life? I think I surround myself with people who (mostly) see the world the way I do...or at least we have some common ground. And yet there's a guy who I will never get along with because of the way he views women.
He calls women "chicks" ALL the time.
He asked me to make him a sandwich.
When I said something to John (I don't even remember what) that he saw as too powerful, he told John that he needed to get his balls back. I apparently have them tucked away in a closet.
When his daughter hit her head, he continued to sit there and went "Wife, Wife, Wife, Wife can you take care of this?" Instead of taking care of her himself.
What's baffling his that his wife doesn't seem like the kind of person who'd take any of his crap. And yet she answers to his every request and never says a word when he says sexist shit.
Again, there are far worse people out there who beat their wives if they make more money or (name horrible misogynist thing here). There are plenty of men I would want to slap for how they treat women. But this one's actually in my life and he's probably not going anywhere. So how to I keep myself from throwing hot coffee in his face when he asks me to make him some 5 seconds after I've sat down to enjoy and he's standing in the kitchen?
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