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I just started the "stay at home moms" book called - "To Hell With All That". It's really pathetic. The first chapter is about the Big White Wedding. How girls want it so much and how wedding people exploit them. It's really pretty pathetic.
The funny thing is that the recent college girls I know are nothing like the "To Hell With All That". The 30 somethings are. The 20 somethings are trying to save the world.
When I agreed to marry Paulo the deal was no diamond ring, no big wedding, no presents and I want a beach house. He thought he got lucky. Ha. It's really much easier to buy jewelry as a gift "to make their wives lives worth living" than to actually be useful in helping around the house. I don't like cleaning, I don't like eating. I like doing stuff I don't have to do.
The reality is that I simultanously want nothing and too much. I don't like stuff. I value the freedom to do the things I want to do. I value people who do things for me that I'd rather not do myself. I don't value people who buy things for me that I could buy myself if I really wanted it.
But there's something going on here. I don't know what the cutey face generation (not yet named) will be. It will be related to the turn of the century generation. I hope our new home has multi-dimensional parents. I found that lacking in most parents I met in the city. Of course, the parents that were multi-dimensional were probably out working. But all-in-all there was this obsession with all things for the kids. That's what I have an issue with. Every waking moment is about what else can we buy/go to for our children.
I'm guilty of some of it because it's the easy way. But on reflection, cutey face does just as well living in my adult life with me as a partner rather than at the Disney Store. There has to be a balance. We may have lost it.
The funny thing is that the recent college girls I know are nothing like the "To Hell With All That". The 30 somethings are. The 20 somethings are trying to save the world.
When I agreed to marry Paulo the deal was no diamond ring, no big wedding, no presents and I want a beach house. He thought he got lucky. Ha. It's really much easier to buy jewelry as a gift "to make their wives lives worth living" than to actually be useful in helping around the house. I don't like cleaning, I don't like eating. I like doing stuff I don't have to do.
The reality is that I simultanously want nothing and too much. I don't like stuff. I value the freedom to do the things I want to do. I value people who do things for me that I'd rather not do myself. I don't value people who buy things for me that I could buy myself if I really wanted it.
But there's something going on here. I don't know what the cutey face generation (not yet named) will be. It will be related to the turn of the century generation. I hope our new home has multi-dimensional parents. I found that lacking in most parents I met in the city. Of course, the parents that were multi-dimensional were probably out working. But all-in-all there was this obsession with all things for the kids. That's what I have an issue with. Every waking moment is about what else can we buy/go to for our children.
I'm guilty of some of it because it's the easy way. But on reflection, cutey face does just as well living in my adult life with me as a partner rather than at the Disney Store. There has to be a balance. We may have lost it.
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