Archive for the ‘Men’ Category

Negotiated Infidelity

Monday, August 9th, 2010

There’s been a lot of media attention for Holly Hill (aka Sugarbabe) this week, a mistress-turned-author who says that our marriages would all be happier if women would just learn to accept infidelity.  I first saw the article here on CNN.com.  According to Ms. Hill, “It’s better to walk the dog on a leash than let it escape through an unseen hole in the fence.” And “…men are hard-wired to betray women on the long-term.”  She also thinks that charging her boyfriends $1000 per week for her company is not prostitution, but women who stay in unhappy marriages are just like prostitutes.  Okey dokey.

This is offensive on so many levels, I hardly know where to begin.  She’s telling women that their husbands are inevitably going to cheat and that we’ll all be happier if we just accept it.  Really?!  When someone makes vows to us, we’re unreasonable nags if we expect them to mean it?  I expect to be honored, loved and respected by my husband, just as he promised.

A lot has been written about how womens’ expectations are set too high.  It’s tiresome and infuriating, but what really bothers me about this particular piece is Ms. Hill’s perception of men.  If a male author had written a book comparing women to dogs and calling us mindless animals, he would be burned at the stake.  But evidently it’s OK to treat men with such condescension and disregard.

Call me crazy, but I believe that men are intelligent beings.  They are adults who are responsible for their actions.  When a man behaves badly, it’s because he chooses to do so, not because he is biologically wired to be an asshole.

Can’t we please raise the level of discourse about gender?  Wouldn’t it be nice if we could all be grown-ups and lose the “men are pigs, women are bitches” commentary?

If a couple has a mutual agreement to have an open marriage, great.  I’m all in favor of consenting adults doing their thing.  But perhaps we shouldn’t take advice from someone who calls herself “Sugarbabe” (or pay any attention to her whatsoever).  And perhaps CNN should put some standards in place regarding what they publish.

Tall Time

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

Since I’ve had my second child, I’m reminded of the necessity of dating my husband. With diapers and night feedings and work and laundry and the other 4 million things that demand our attention each day, it would be the easiest thing in the world for Willis and I to lose track of each other. We used to take time out to be a couple regularly, but we’ve fallen out of the habit.

For example, when G turned four, Willis and I went to Disney Land to celebrate – without him.   Lots of cocktails and spa treatments to go with roller coasters and fireworks.  Very romantic.  Probably why we got pregnant again.

(Side note:  Beware of Cirque du Soleil!  I know of four different couples who got pregnant immediately after seeing a show.  Something about all those bendy people…)

But with our daily juggles in addition to the birth of our daughter, we’ve become complacent about keeping our marriage vibrant.  One recent Saturday evening after we spent the day together driving to swimming lessons, buying groceries, pulling some weeds and cleaning the house, I looked at him and said, “I miss you.”

So, we have officially reinstated “Tall Time”.   On our next date, we will toast to us, to enjoying each other, and to not being responsible for anyone else’s pee for a few hours.  Cheers!

How to Please a Husband

Monday, November 30th, 2009

I have this book in my collection.  The title made me pick it up – “1000 Ways to Please a Husband” published near the turn of the last century. (There is no year in the book.)  When I saw it, I expected something bawdy, or at least something in the self-help genre.  To my delight, it is full of recipes!  It makes me smile every time I look at it.

Is it really that easy?

Is it really that easy?

Manly Men

Friday, November 20th, 2009

“I with deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.” – Anaïs Nin

Pinky and I were sitting on the front porch watching Willis mow the lawn, probably for the last time this year.  I said, “Look baby, isn’t Daddy handsome?”  There’s just something about men doing manly things that I find attractive.  Men who lift heavy things, get their hands dirty, defend your honor. Tough men who step up to their responsibilities and never back down from a fight.  Men who can build things and fix things and blow things up.  I like it.

I think this is the draw for firemen, who can throw you over their shoulder and climb out the window, or UPS delivery guys, who lift heavy boxes and bring you presents.  Am I right?

I’m not exactly a frilly kind of girl. As a child I would rather catch a snake than play with a doll (which I never owned).   I know how to use power tools and do algebra and drive a truck and hit a baseball.  I can be tough and I know that living with me can sometimes be even tougher.  In fact, Willis suggested that the logo for this blog should be diamond-encrusted brass knuckles – and I took that as a huge compliment.    For the sake of this discussion, I’m talking only about men who are way more masculine than I am.

A few points of clarification though.  First, the attractiveness of a manly man is instantly negated if he can’t also change a diaper, load a dishwasher and identify his own emotions.  Second, to be clear, I don’t NEED a man to do anything for me.  But I absolutely WANT him to!  I can open a stuck jar lid, but I like it better when he does it.

So, I want to publicly declare my gratitude for the lawn-mowing, heavy-lifting, nail gun-wielding man in my life and my enthusiasm for the XY chromosome in general.  Yay men!