I am a wife, first and foremost. I have no qualms with that. Some people would shun the relationship that I have with my husband, saying that I'm too dependent upon him. Yes, I am dependent on him for certain things, like love and affection (and foot rubbies and neck massages and ... well let's just say more rubbing type things). Also, since I am doing the housewife/struggling artist thing right now, I have to depend on him for income. However, if worse came to worse, I could fend for myself.
It is for this reason that I cannot even fathom cheating on my husband. Even though I am missing the physically contact while he is in Iraq, I love him and I would never go running into the arms of any other male that shows me any type of comfort. Hell, I become somewhat beligerant whenever a strange male hits on me.
On another note. If he ever EVER slept with another woman his ass would be out on the pavement. If I am that dedicated to him, than he had damn well be that dedicated to me. Which I know he is(that goes without saying). I trust him and he trusts me.
Personally, I think that I am a good wife. Some may think I'm lazy because I don't have a real job and I have no kids to take care of, but I still take care of my house and the other living being inside of it. My house, for the most part, stays clean. (It's a bit messy right now, but it's not filthy or dirty - but durn it, my upstairs is spotless!). I take care of 4 very different animals (fat dog, two cats - one loving and fluffy, the other slender and feral, and the wildly popular Chinchilla.) Also, when my husband is home, he had a good home cooked meal on the table whenever he gets off of work. Okay, sometimes it's pizza or sandwiches, but for the most part it's a good hot meal. And, on weekends, Breakfast is cooked either saturday or Sunday. We also do things together, spend time with each other.
I love my husband. I respect my husband. I am forever Faithful to my husband. I will honor our vows 'til death do us part.' I am his wife.
June 06, 2006
June 02, 2006
The Blogging Concept, Part Deux
I was a bit harsh with my last post, maybe even a bit hypocritical. This idea of blogging has is positive points as well. It is for these reason that I have been sucked into this blogging phenomenon.
In my opinion, the best reason to blog is venting. I currently live alone due to the fact that my husband is deployed to Iraq. This mean that I have no one to voice my worldy (I wish) compliants to, nor do I have anyone that I can beat up on, or have sex with (but that's a different type of frustration all together). When blogging you can vent all you need to by typing out your frustrations to the world wide web. Now will anybody care? Will anybody comment either agreeing or disagreeing with your words? Does it really matter? Sure, the occasional comment will get me giddy. Someone is listening to me! Or reading me, rather.
Another reason for blogging is so that Susie Q can anonymously confess what she did last night, but still get the rush knowing that someone out there knows that she's a bad little girl. Actually, I'm not sure if this should be a pro or a con. But the point is retaining your anonymity. Are you blogging about how you love being a member of NAMBLA (NAtional Man Boy Love Association)? Well, you're not exactly going to be giving your name out because you don't want the parents of 8-year-old boy next door finding out that you like to...okay, let's keep this pg-13.
I would still have to say that the biggest reason for anyone to blog, however, would be the venting. This may include venting anonymously, but it's still the venting. This will probably be my main reason for posting any blogs - frustration over editing my book, the antics of the neighborhood whore, or even the government. However, today, I'm in a pretty happy place. Of course, it's 10am. Nothing has really happened yet (except crushing my toe with my chair, owies.) to really tick me off.
Well, I need to go play writer and housewife. Until next time, this is me signing off.
In my opinion, the best reason to blog is venting. I currently live alone due to the fact that my husband is deployed to Iraq. This mean that I have no one to voice my worldy (I wish) compliants to, nor do I have anyone that I can beat up on, or have sex with (but that's a different type of frustration all together). When blogging you can vent all you need to by typing out your frustrations to the world wide web. Now will anybody care? Will anybody comment either agreeing or disagreeing with your words? Does it really matter? Sure, the occasional comment will get me giddy. Someone is listening to me! Or reading me, rather.
Another reason for blogging is so that Susie Q can anonymously confess what she did last night, but still get the rush knowing that someone out there knows that she's a bad little girl. Actually, I'm not sure if this should be a pro or a con. But the point is retaining your anonymity. Are you blogging about how you love being a member of NAMBLA (NAtional Man Boy Love Association)? Well, you're not exactly going to be giving your name out because you don't want the parents of 8-year-old boy next door finding out that you like to...okay, let's keep this pg-13.
I would still have to say that the biggest reason for anyone to blog, however, would be the venting. This may include venting anonymously, but it's still the venting. This will probably be my main reason for posting any blogs - frustration over editing my book, the antics of the neighborhood whore, or even the government. However, today, I'm in a pretty happy place. Of course, it's 10am. Nothing has really happened yet (except crushing my toe with my chair, owies.) to really tick me off.
Well, I need to go play writer and housewife. Until next time, this is me signing off.
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