Choo Choo!!!

Choo Choo All Aboard...the crazy train!  Welcome aboard, I will be your conductor for the day!  ;-)

For those of you that read my blog, particularly if you are female, we all know why you read my blog. You read my blog for the same reason I watched episodes of John and Kate plus 8 when the sextuplets were toddlers and so were my own children.  You read this and I watched that because it makes you realize that you aren't as crazy as you think!

For those of you that are male and read this blog, if there are any, you do so and realize that your own female counterparts aren't nearly as crazy as they could be.  They can always get worse, and eventually be as crazy as me.  :-)  (Insert pity for Chris here.)

(Overuse of smilies and winkies is the first sign that crazy is really setting in....)

People blog for different reasons.  Some blog to give you advice.  Some blog to keep family updated, which I believe is supposedly the reason I state that I blog..hahaha..yep, that's funny.  And then there are those that appear to blog to let you know their life is perfect.

I try very hard to refrain from giving advice.  I do not know your situation.  You do not know mine, and I do not have a PhD in psychology.  Who am I to give you advice?  Keeping the family update..well, hmmm, when you go two years without blogging, you're not keeping the family update.  A perfect life???  Seriously???  No one's life is perfect.  Mine is very far from it.  Unless you call constant chaos and abnormality perfect and normal.

Today's blog was actually supposed to consist of several posts rolled into one.  Unfortunately, this chaotic household and my own internal crazy issues at the time have caused me to weed it down to a single post.  I am sure the other posts will emerge in the near future.

The issue that made the post deals with women's lib.  Some of you have now stopped reading.  You are thinking, "Liberal Soapbox Rant Time".  Please, if you will, give me a moment.  This is not my typical feminist soapbox rant. You see, I believe that a woman has the same rights as a man, that she should be able to obtain the same job with the same pay as a man.  If need be a woman can pull the same weight and workload as any man given they are of equal weight and size, that a woman should be treated no differently merely because she is a woman.  I have many female friends who also believe in this same philosophy.  But here is my realization:  Although I and others believe that we should be treated as equals to our male counterparts, why do we still insist on being treated as women emotionally.  In general, as women we are the first ones to complain when our male counterparts will not engage in lengthy discussions.  We complain when they will not discuss their emotions and feelings.  We complain that they do not spend enough time with us and treat us with enough femininity.  But are we not the ones who want to be set on equal ground with these men?  How many men do you know that look at their female counterparts and say, "Let's discuss our feelings tonight."?  Just a thought my friends.  Do not fear, I am still and will always be a staunch supporter of women's rights.  It simply occurred to me that we as women might possibly be confusing males in this world.  We tell them we want to be treated as equals, but at the same time we become extremely frustrated when they do not properly address our emotional needs, which tends to be a feminine quality.  They are left looking at us like, "What do you want woman???"

Feel free to leave your thoughts on the issue.