Dandelions and Daydreams

“Women can be fascinated by a four-hour movie with subtitles wherein the entire plot consists of a man and a woman yearning to have, but never actually having a relationship. Men HATE that. Men can take maybe 45 seconds of yearning, and they want everybody to get naked. Followed by a car chase. A movie called ‘Naked People in Car Chases’ would do really well among men.”

–Dave barry 1995

This quote was in my social psych book in the section discussing gender and sexuality. That…In a nutshell…is the rest of the story

“So, I see you’re wearing pink today. That kind of ruins the tough girl image. I mean come on, you ride motorcycles, you weld, you work on trucks. You wore gloves to prom so you didn’t have to clean the grease out from under your fingernails.”

“Ah, but you see, I did go to prom, and I wore a dress and high heals. My hair was washed and my lips were red. I looked like a princess. Of course I did go to prom in a pickup truck and if I had my choice I would have been on a motorcycle.

“There you are! It’s that motorcycle again. You are such a stereotypical male.

“Excuse me! What did you say? I am NOT a stereotypical male! Have you ever seen a sterotypical male who crochets? Or who can cook like me? Or who looks so good in pink? Have you ever seen a sterotypical male giggle? Have you ever seen a sterotypical male paint his toenails or wear dangly sparkly earrings? I can do all that stuff and more. Yes, I may like riding motorcycles and working on trucks. Yes, I can weld. Regardless, I have the right to wear dresses and be a girl whenever I want to be. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go primp.

What’s so special about a kitchen table? Growing up, the kitchen table was the emotional center of the home. I have spent many hours talking with my mom sitting at the table drinking a cup of tea. A home just isn’t a home without a kitchen table. I get nourishment at the table. I grow mentally as I sit at the table and do homework. I grow emotionally as I discuss life issues with mom.

Now, I have my own kitchen table. It holds a prominent place in my home. As a matter of fact the kitchen table is the first thing you see when you walk in the door. I really do like that bright red table. Now if I just had some kitchen chairs to go with it.

What if the Hokey Pokey really is what it’s all about?

I love the smell of honeysuckle flowers. When I was growing up, the dog pen was right beneath my window. The honeysuckle found the chain link fence and the well fertilized soil to be ideal growing conditions. Every summer, when I slept with my window open, the sweet sent of honeysuckle would blow into my room.

The vines almost pulled the fence down at one point, but the trouble they caused was well worth it. The smell of honeysuckle flowers were much more pleasant than other smells usually associated with dog pens.

Now, I sit at my desk with honeysuckle candles burning. The sent takes me back to my childhood when I laid on my bed and dreamed of what my future husband would be like and how my life would be when I grew up.