Sexy Healthy Wealthy

One thing that always drove me *crazy* growing up in Utah was that I was expected to do all the cooking and cleaning, for the rest of my life,  just because I have a vagina.  That’s it.  For no other reason.  Because I truly believed in this–that being a wife and mother and cooking and cleaning were my sole purposes in life–if I was not able to either cook or clean I would suffer a supreme meltdown of ridiculous proportions.  Once I made a recipe that literally only had 3 ingredients–graham crackers, butter, peanut butter and powdered sugar.  Wait-that’s 4.  I’m not good at accounting either….anyway- I blew it.  I doubled the butter.  My boyfriend at the time had to witness my realization that I was *never* going to be able to get this down–and then WHAT?!  I am worthless.  As a woman, I am meaningless.  There is nothing else.  There is nothing else to expect from me.  If I can’t even do THIS simple thing, there is nothing.  And I am nothing.  I ended up sobbing on the kitchen floor in a hot mess.  He broke up with me soon after that.  Huh…I just realized those 2 may be related….

Kristin from Logan, Utah wrote me the following:

“Thank you so much for your blog.  I’m an ex-Utahn, ex-mormon also.  I don’t remember how many times throughout my life I was told I was selfish, etc. for wanting basic things out of life beyond mormon marriage and children, e.g., an education, a career, and heaven forbid, marriage as an equal partner.  I had ZERO validation from my family after earning a PhD, and a JD, becoming a partner in a law firm.  I never accomplished anything until I had a child.  - Makes me rage.”

She never accomplished anything until she had a child. 

But how much better is the rest of America…or the world?  This clip is hilarous but makes me sad.  And not just because my swiffer mop misses me.