So we finally packed Mom off this afternoon, after much coaxing of suitcases and fanangling between bags to get them to sneak in under the weight limits. She should now be in the air en route to the US of A.
It is perhaps of some interest to note that tonight we had fried eggs, fried potatoes, and fried rice for dinner. It's happening already. Not that I'm complaining; I enjoy that style of cooking. Okay, with some fresh stuff thrown in once in a while. Maybe even green coloured stuff. Hey, you've got to appease your conscience somehow.
Things always change a wee bit when Mom has gone and the family tips decidedly into the boys camp (3M vs. 1F). Talking of changes, has anyone else ever noticed that when you separate the sexes (ie groups of only guys, or only girls) for a substantial amount of time, things tend to take a turn for the worse? Now I've never been in an entirely female party (funny that) but from all reports I've heard it seems that those involved become catty and hypersensitive, escalating in time to actively malicious, and the group falls apart. On the other hand if you have a gang of all guys together long enough, hygiene, manners, and language generally slip into the toilet. But everyone's pretty happy about it. Now if you're of the fairer sex you're probably thinking How gross; I'm so glad I'm a woman. Believe me, we men are equally glad that we're guys. But neither scenario would create a very healthy social enviroment, would it? That's why I find the common trend of attempting to blur the line between male and female so absurd. It's the old "I'm as good as you are" syndrome that Lewis discusses so lucidly in 'Screwtape Proposes A Toast'. We have guys desperately trying to be emotionally vulnerable, and girls denying their God-given femininity. Of course you're as good as they are - but differently. Prunes are sweeter than carrots, and if you asked if I'd rather have a handful of prunes or a carrot, I'd pick the prunes straight away. But see how you go trying to eat just prunes for a day. Or two. I'm sure you can visualise.
You need both ends of the spectrum. Adam is our father. But thank God for Eve.
3 comments:
Actually I didn't have a particular sex in mind when I referred to prunes and carrots. Although if you wanted to extrapolate it out (which I didn't)wouldn't the toilet imagery suit guys more . . .?
hey meals, If you keep puting on the ludicreous amount of makeup that the "fairer sex" persists in using, you will lose any of the natural beauty that you so want, and you will start looking like a prune and an orc. Take a leaf out of the guys book and leave makeup at the shop.
My dear Mat. You always manage to coat true and noble concepts in crude and indigestible forms. Perhaps you should work as a publicist for a political party. I'm sure the opposition would pay you good money.
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