One Crazy Lady

I’m posting this as an illustration of an argument I made in an earlier post.
The discussion began with a reading where the author suggested that it is demeaning to ask a housekeeper/cleaning service personnel to scrub your floors on their hands and knees instead of mopping them.
We just moved into a house that had not been cleaned in awhile (a long while). When we arrived, my husband swept and “mopped” the floor.
Later, I began to “scrub” the floor on my hands and knees.
There is a distinct difference between the two.
This is an extreme example because the home had not been cleaned in quite some time and most people don’t allow their floors to get this bad before they clean them. However, I do think it makes my point about scrubbing floors – it is not a demeaning job, it is just what needs to be done to get them really clean.


As I finish up the last set of readings for my Women’s Studies class, I am posting a complaint that I have had all along.
This course is filled with whining! It’s a thousand different ways of saying, “Men have it easier than women, it’s not fair, wah-wah-wah”

I kept waiting for the Celebration of Womanhood. We talked too much about sex, diseases, rape, abortion, pornography; but we never talked about BIRTH. NOT even once.

The beautiful, natural gift of life giving ability granted by God to women and women alone – but, we don’t talk about that because we’re too busy complaining about all the things that men get to do and we don’t.

The honor of being a wife and mother, ruler of my household, influencing the next generation; not part of Women’s Studies either.
We read about how unfair it is that women do more than half of the housework in most homes, but never about the honor of fulfilling such a role. Instead, we are looked down on for allowing ourselves to be in such a degrading position (like scrubbing floors on your hands and knees). Feminists would make their husbands do it, I suppose. Or maybe they would send their kids to daycare, get a job and pay for a machine to do it for them. But, I guess, they wouldn’t have any living children, since they aborted them all.

Face it, men and women are different. That’s just the way it is. Any attempt to make women be more like men, really is like trying to turn them into lesbians; and attempts to make men act more like women really is making them sissies. It isn’t healthy to homogenize people.

We are different! Celebrate it!

Throughout history, there have been men and women who did great things regardless of the obstacles they faced. Instead of complaining about all the important women who have been left out of high school history books, why not teach us what we missed. We could have studied Clara Barton (who started the Red Cross of America), Gladys Alward (Chinese missionary), Anna Etheridge, Abby House, Phoebe Pember, Ella Palmer (all saved lives during the Civil War), Molly Brown (suffragist who survived the Titanic).

The readings in this class complained about the injustice in the world, provided extreme examples, were politically far, far-left, were openly anti-Biblical, anti-family values, pro-homosexual, and pro-abortion. Not one of these ideas celebrates women!

Why not women pastors? ="“>Answer

As we read the feminist version of revised historical context of the Bible, not as God’s Word, but as a man made text to keep women down – I could try to argue Scripture. But, to those who are of the secular world, without Christ, His words have no bearing.
For those who are in Christ, see the Bible as the Word of God and the authority for the organization of the Christian church, I present the above link.
Theologians, scholars and Bible experts can explain the answer to ‘why not women pastors?’ much better than I ever could.

Apparently, last week was the last that we were required to post on the blog, however, I think that it is a good habit, so here I am again this week.
Two of the readings this week were politically loaded, worshiping the liberals and bashing the conservatives.
I have struggled since the beginning of this class with the assumption that legalized infanticide is a good thing for the women in this country, or anywhere else. I also think that equity in marriage is bad for women. As a class in Women’s Studies, I feel that articles that worship Hilary Clinton and bash her opposition don’t even consider the viewpoint of women like myself.
Political views aside, it is just exhausting to every week read articles that say everything that I believe is wrong. I am tired of this class, and while I admittedly have learned some interesting history, I am ready for it to be over.

This is my week 10 post for WOST class.

So, there is a lot of talk about television in this course. I am usually ignorant of most of it. But, I do remember my parents getting a television when I was a kid and watching some shows. When Debra Davis comments on the old Reruns she saw as a child, these I know.
I Love Lucy. The Flinstones. I Dream of Jeannie. Bewitched.
Davis claims that none of the female characters were smart, self-confident and respected by others. Well, Lucille Ball played a goof, but she did have a husband who loved her anyway. Lucy always had a lot of splainin’ to do, but she was never portrayed as the stereotypical housewife character.
Wilma Flinstone is certainly a smart, self-confident, respected woman. In this show, Fred is the goof, and Wilma is the strong and stable foundation that keeps him grounded. She is portrayed as a housewife and mother; she cares for the home, she packs his lunch and she has his favorite dinner waiting when he gets home. But, she is by no means portrayed as weak or dumb or disrespected. Fred doesn’t always appreciate her, but that’s because he is a big dope.
Barbara Eden (Jeannie) calls Larry Hagman “Master,” but that’s because she is a genie. By definition, a genie is the servant of the one who holds the bottle. Seen Aladdin? Even Robin Williams plays a subservient genie sometimes. Besides, Jeannie’s master adores her and tells her not to call him that and he tells her not to use her powers to ‘fix’ things for him.
Bewitched. Samantha was smarter than Darrin, Davis says. But, she hid her intelligence and she hid her powers because those things would make her husband angry? Well, I think it’s more likely that what made Darrin frustrated, not angry, was that he felt he needed to protect his family from a world that had previously burned witches at the stakes. She states she was taught to be like Samantha, not like Endora. I would say, don’t be like Samantha, she disrespects her husband by doing things behind his back and not being honest with him. Endora is meddlesome, and that is a stereotypical mother in law – and for the sake of your children and their spouses, don’t be like Endora either.
If Davis wanted some examples of housewives that were perfect housekeepers,perfect role models, perfect mothers and wives; she should have used examples like June Cleaver from Leave it to Beaver or Donna Reed from the Donna Reed Show. I remember watching those shows as a kid, and funny thing is; I still want to be Donna Reed and my brother still wants to marry her.

I think this week’s reading material touched on a lot of things that bother me about the culture we live in.
Television and other media that presents a warped view of reality (even in reality shows) influences the public’s purchasing decisions.
I see this most evident in my daughters clothing options. I’m kind of a yard sale junkie, and so when low waisted jeans became popular, I was really glad that we could still get jeans for the girls that did not show off the crack of their — every time they sat down.
I’ve even seen the top of a thong in church before!
But, now as we shop the Seminary Co-op (donated items for sem. families), I find most of the are short waisted. This is a huge challenge, with kids who are too busy playing to think about pulling up their pants.
I’m sick of seeing naked rear ends sticking out the back of women’s pants (it used to be called ‘plumbers butt’ and was iconic of what you might see when the fat plumber was bent over trying to get a look at your pipes). I’d be glad to know that these are going out of style.
I’m especially sick of seeing my the naked rear end of my 12 year old!

This problem is made worse by shirts that aren’t long enough to cover the top of the pants that aren’t tall enough to cover the body parts their intended to clothe. It seems I’m regularly pulling clothes out of my daughters wardrobe and getting rid of them because they are just plain inappropriate. While at the same time, I see girls their age and younger scantily dressed on a regular basis.

There are times that I do housework and my husband doesn’t. Usually, it’s because I am a control freak. Yesterday, I reorganized the living room – I do this often. It apparently is a sign of discontent, but I like the way it feels to clean everything out and start fresh.
I pull all the furniture to the middle of the room, wash the walls, clean the carpet, take everything down from every shelf, wash the shelves, etc. Really deep cleaning. Then, I gradually put things back in place. Often, the furniture ends up somewhere different than it started. I throw away or donate lots of stuff.
Don knew that I had assignments to work on and so he offered to help me. I said no. I don’t question his ability to do the task, but I like to organize things and I want to know exactly what we have and where it is. I like to know what things get thrown out and which get donated. I want to make every decision. So, in the end, Don drove kids to their various evening activities and left me home with the little ones so I could focus and get the job done. This was a much bigger help than for him to run the vacuum.
We both do housework the same way, only as necessary. Whoever gets sick of the mess first, takes care of it. That may usually be me, but that’s only because I’m the one who is here to notice the mess.

The introduction to the chapter titled “Women’s work inside and outside the home” states that hired cleaners are almost always women. Many reasons are listed for this. But, apparently, I have some prejudices of my own, because as I read all the different ideas about why women are primarily hired to clean residential homes, I realized that if a man was available to hire and if I was looking for someone to clean my house; I would not hire a man. I’m sure that I have some stereotypical ideas, but I just would not feel right inviting a strange man to walk around inside my house, and I certainly wouldn’t want a man other than my husband to go into my bedroom.

Ehrenreich, who in most of her writings comes across as way more privileged and affluent than I ever hope to be, speaks in her article titled “Maid to Order” of a time in the 60’s and 70’s when women were akin to one another simply because they shared the experience of housework. “All women were workers, and the home was their workplace…” this gave them a foundation in common with which to build their friendships upon. Ah, yes, today, I find it ever more difficult to find women with whom I can relate.
She also claims that no one should be asked to scrub a floor on their hands and knees because it is degrading. Well, I ask my daughters to do it about twice a month and I don’t think it’s degrading, I think it’s training. I don’t even own a sponge mop, and I don’t imagine myself ever being in a position to hire out my housekeeping, but if I did and they showed up with a sponge mop that they had already used on someone else’s floor, I’d be disgusted and I wouldn’t let them near my floors with it.
I have babies, clean floors matter – and if you are going to do a job… do it right.

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