Studmuffin mentioned he wanted donuts or pancakes this morning. I was not in the mood for making pancakes. I wasn't so hip on donuts either. As in, my hips do not need a giant bear claw, which is what he will surely return with if he knows what's good for him.
He had the audacity to suggest I go get the donuts!
I mentioned that getting donuts clearly fell into his roll as the man of the house. He is always priding himself on being a hunter and gatherer. Therefore, he must go and gather some donuts to feed his family.
Okay, and I may have thrust out my chest then bent to put some dishes in the dishwasher to drive home the point.
But the important thing is he's gone to get some donuts right now. He is fulfilling his roll as provider and I'm fulfilling my roll as trophy wife. All is right in my world.
And while this may mean I will have a period of self loathing following my consumption of pure sugar and carbs, I will just be sure to throw in an extra workout today.
Or at least one workout.
5 comments:
Andi you crack me up. Good thing Studmuffin hasn't done his research. Everything I read is that the men were the hunters (meat)and women were the gatherers (nuts, berries, roots).
Yeah, well everything I've read said the women did all of the hard stuff and the men did the easy stuff...Get the meat, the woman cures and prepares it...And yeah you're right about the gathering.
However, we all know my verbosity out does his, and he hates it when I start talking circles...I think he just resigns himself and moves on!
Beauty wins over brawn again!
You are right about some women gathering "nuts". But not us we got the real hunters. After all look who they came up with.
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