Saturday, August 1, 2009

Maternal and Paternal collide!

We were definitely raised in maternal family unit. Father was there, but, we all know Mom, Grandma and Great-grandma were the policy makers. Dad was the figurehead, very active, but submitted to the love that he had for this woman(of whom we were jealous). She called the shots and there were no questions when mom called the shots the shots were called.
My husband comes from a completely Paternal system. For 26 years, I really hadn't realized the complete opposite perspectives that we came from. Now that we are both in the grumpy stage of life, we always butt heads on just that distinction. I do believe that the husband is the head of the wife and signed on for that and so did he. Still, there are times when I want to assert my dominance overtly. He is strong enough to deal with that. Thank God.
Now, I just say, would you tell those children this or that. Asserting my way, in imitation of my mother, unwittingly. But instead of the condescencion that I saw at home from my father, Your wish is my command. He takes the reigns and goes, "Ya". I am always happily shocked at the sense of peace that there is in not being the boss of him. He's the boss and when I'm right, he tries to listen and when I am wrong he tells me so. You would be surprised how peaceful a life that is. Peaceful, I say, but not comfortable. I want a Coup De 'Tat! I want a take over, but the troops are well raised and submit to his leadership, so I guess I am out numbered. I do miss the maternal society I came from and just have to visit NY to see a comfortable maternally led family. Miss you girls. AAAHHHHHHH!

2 comments:

Joanne Bodden said...

Girl Power!
I would never survive in your house. The best way is when the wisdom wins. When it is might makes right just because you are stronger we all hit walls. God works it all out I am sure but when I am hiking in the mountains I don't care if your a man or a woman you must know the way out in order for us to get safely out the forest so ... Step up and let you voice be heard you got a ton of wisdom to share !

jackie said...

Peace Jayne
the things chin lives by
thought you would like (hint,hint)
Thinks that the 4 "c"s vital to any marriage is communication, cooperation,coordination and clarity of vision.

Jayne sounds good but the head and the brain are two different things so yes the head but not the heart and not the BRAIN
BRAIN = interllect,,,,,HEAD = holds the brain



so silently stay in charge with suggestions and ideas <,,, they had
or thought they had LOL (smile) wink;) dont forget >>>> hand shake on that!!!!!!!
good song but i remember him loving Dolly a little more coat of many colors just one to name a few

Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA





Are you going to Mary Immaculate?
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Remember me to the one who lived there,

He once was a true love of mine,

Tell him to buy me an acre of land,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.

Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

After your done 50 pushups

and jog down the West Side Highway,

Then he’ll be a true love of mine…
(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)


He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.