Spring Cleaning!

Oh My God!! Just a fast update, today is the first day with our cleaning lady. She has only been here 30 minutes and she is already my favorite person on Earth! (sorry John, but you don't clean up after me) I have to say I felt a mixture of guilt and delight as she got ALL the cat hair out of our bedroom. She clearly has super powers. Everyone should have a cleaning lady.

Where have all the role models gone?

Something happened in the news last week that has been a topic of conversation between myself and a few others. Elliot Spitzer, the governor of New York, has been caught having a relationship with a girl from an escort service. He is married and has 3 daughters. During his press conference to confess his sins, his wife Silda stood right next to him the whole time, in silent support. Spitzer isn’t the first politician to engage in extramarital affairs, and Silda joins a growing line of other wives to support their husbands. Here is my question; Why do the wives of politicians publicly support the immoral and adulterous behaviors of their husbands?

Someone may argue that their wives are not “supporting” the behaviors, however I feel that by standing up there next to them they are sending a message to the public. That message says, I am ok with what my husband has done and I will stand by him in this difficult time. Included in this public, a large number of girls and women, who often take their cues from women in power positions such as the first lady, or the wife of a governor. Women that we should be able to call role models. Do you really want the message being portrayed to them that they should turn a blind eye on adulterous behavior? Aren’t we taking a step back in women’s liberation when we send this message? Is that really what Silda Spitzer wants to teach her daughters; It’s okay that daddy slept with a hooker, and because he’s a politician and we signed up for this life, I will stand next to him.

I am not saying that she needs to divorce Elliot, if she can forgive him then I think that’s great. However, can she show a little anger or non-support (maybe sit in the audience instead of stand next to him)? When someone you love and trust breaks a promise they made to you, aren’t you allowed to be hurt? Don’t be such a doormat! Model for other girls/women how you can work through difficult situations while maintaining some dignity!

We expect a lot from our politicians, but are we so focused on perfection that we don’t want to see real emotion and honest feelings? I know I would respect them a lot more if they were not afraid to be themselves.

Spring is in the air

I bought some lillies at the store last weekend, and they have just opened up. I thought they were pretty so I took a few pics. They are so perfect that they look almost fake. I'm not too keen on the pink though, next time I'll get white.

Home Alone

Thankfully some warm weather has come our way for a few days. After so much complaining about winter I am certainly going to enjoy it!

Life has been pretty routine for the last few weeks, not much to report. John was in Houston for the opening of Windy City Pizza this past weekend. He came back pretty exhausted, and 20 pounds heavier. Just kidding, he worked his little butt off and I think he actually lost weight despite being around all that yummy food. While he was gone I was on my own for 5 days. I have mixed feelings about being on my own. For a short while I enjoy it. I go shopping, I eat strange things for dinner, (like cereal-John says that it’s not dinner-but it is) I crank up my music and really belt out the lyrics, (this is even more fun now that we have no one living in our building) and I clean. (always better to do when John is gone) So that gets me through the first 2 hours, then what?

Seriously, I got some stuff done that needed to be done. I organized our “guest room”, I use this term lightly, really it should be called John’s room. Whenever you opened the closet junk flew out at you, I mean literally, the final straw was the other day when I got attacked by a talking Simpsons clock. So now that everything is all pretty and clean, please come stay in our “guest room”. I did some cooking, and stocked up our freezer with meatballs. Yum! And I caught up on some reading.

Being alone is weird though, I am just not used to it. I gain a bigger appreciation for being a part of a couple. I lived alone for about 5 months once; it was rough, I didn’t like it but I’m glad I did it. You learn things about yourself, and I learned that I need to live with someone. There are too many strange noises (especially in a huge empty building), too many thoughts of if I get injured and am immobile who will find me? (Thanks mom for calling me twice a day to make sure I was alive, I do appreciate it!), it’s too quiet, and I have to take out the garbage myself-yuck!

John I am glad you’re back; not just to take out the trash but also cause it’s not the same without you around.