Hmmm. Since people are actually reading the blog and commenting on it (N. E., I'm talking about you), I've edited my first entry on Oh, the Challenges down.
A friend brought up some good points about the difference between my day and Nate's day and perhaps I'm being a little too hard on my husband. Perhaps. I offer this link:
My point with the previous post, which may have difficult to decipher, is that I am willing to do most of the housework. I like it clean and since I'm home I'll scrub the bathroom and the kitchen. However, I do not expect to have to clean up after and/or live with his messes. I expect that he will do that himself out of consideration pour moi.
Don't get me wrong, I love my husband. He is an outstanding friend, husband, and father. However, if you ever live with someone, frustrations will abound. A very wise friend once told me that what you fight about with your spouse now is what you will fight about in the future. Meaning, people don't change. I won't change wanting things to be picked up and Nate won't change his habits either. In many ways I understand that. In many other ways, it just pisses me off.
Also, N. E., your definition of feminism is but one definition. There are many. The whole point of my dissertation is to look at why the media attempt to explain females who are in leadership positions during war and why it is natural for men to occupy those positions. I am not examining violent women, although I've done that in the past. Please follow this link to an abstract:
Keep it coming!