Interesting Conversation
I had an interesting conversation with a lady the other day. It was about how Bruce makes me stay at home instead of working outside the home. I couldn't convey enough to her that it was a mutual decision, not to mention a conviction, to stay at home. I'm fortunate to have a husband that prefer I be at home. Anyway, I ran across this poem and thought it was good. So here's to those who think my tyrant of a husband makes me stay at home.
I'm free THE MOVEMENT says,
I can be whatever I want to be.
I do't have to spend my life
mopping up spilled milk,
getting out ring-around-the-collar, hunting for lost cufflinks,
matching up socks - or even scratching somebody's back.
I can write the great American novel
Or hawk my macrame plant holders
at craft festivals
(wearing a gypsy scarf on my head and
dirty tennis shoes on my feet - or maybe no shoes at all.)
I can be a lady executive
and try not to worry about whether
I took the roast out of the freezer.
(THE MOVEMENT wouldn't like that!)
Or I could run for Congress -
(That can't be much harder than
presiding over the PTA
Or figuring out my own income tax
Or brilliantly coordinating my
returnable pop bottles
and newspaper coupons
to buy 53 dollars worth of groceries
with only 42 dollars and 28 cents.)
So I'm free, am I?
Then I choose...I choose
the "promise to obey" part of the marriage vows,
the nose-wiping of a two-year-old,
the bargainings with my teenagers to use -
the car
the computer
the telephone
the bathroom.
I choose the endless precession of
bag lunches
peanut buter sandwiches
dirty dog dishes
potato chip crumbs
and yesterday's newspaper.
I choose the warm curve of his back on a cold night,
the precarious pleasure of an empty bank account
when all the bills are paid,
the promises of European tours
when the children finish college.
I choose to make your toast (dark) and your
eggs (easy over),
I choose to listen for your car turn in the drive
I choose to nudge you when you snore.
No matter what THE MOVEMENT says: I choose him!
-Jessie Rice Sandberg
Nice, huh??
I'm free THE MOVEMENT says,
I can be whatever I want to be.
I do't have to spend my life
mopping up spilled milk,
getting out ring-around-the-collar, hunting for lost cufflinks,
matching up socks - or even scratching somebody's back.
I can write the great American novel
Or hawk my macrame plant holders
at craft festivals
(wearing a gypsy scarf on my head and
dirty tennis shoes on my feet - or maybe no shoes at all.)
I can be a lady executive
and try not to worry about whether
I took the roast out of the freezer.
(THE MOVEMENT wouldn't like that!)
Or I could run for Congress -
(That can't be much harder than
presiding over the PTA
Or figuring out my own income tax
Or brilliantly coordinating my
returnable pop bottles
and newspaper coupons
to buy 53 dollars worth of groceries
with only 42 dollars and 28 cents.)
So I'm free, am I?
Then I choose...I choose
the "promise to obey" part of the marriage vows,
the nose-wiping of a two-year-old,
the bargainings with my teenagers to use -
the car
the computer
the telephone
the bathroom.
I choose the endless precession of
bag lunches
peanut buter sandwiches
dirty dog dishes
potato chip crumbs
and yesterday's newspaper.
I choose the warm curve of his back on a cold night,
the precarious pleasure of an empty bank account
when all the bills are paid,
the promises of European tours
when the children finish college.
I choose to make your toast (dark) and your
eggs (easy over),
I choose to listen for your car turn in the drive
I choose to nudge you when you snore.
No matter what THE MOVEMENT says: I choose him!
-Jessie Rice Sandberg
Nice, huh??
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