“Sometimes I have to tell myself that it’s just not worth the jail time.”

I’ve been ruminating lately about my education.  Not the one in school, but the one in society.  I was educated to get a job, but not a career.  I was educated to get married and have a family.  No, people weren’t trying to be mean to me.  It’s just the way things were.  It’s like setting forks to the left of the plate and the knife and spoon to the right.  No good reason.  It’s just the way things are.

Reacting to this education I sometimes hear women swing the other way.  They work their way through the corporate structure so they can (multiple choice) a) make a lot of money and buy lots of stuff, just like men b) ruin their health through a stress filled job and die from stress related diseases, just like men, or c) …  .  Wait.  I’m being facetious.  Both men and women become passionate about goals and lifestyles and should not be judged for their decisions if these decisions make them happy.

Segue – And so I went to book club.  We were discussing a book that I didn’t finish because I found the book trite, predictable, and insufferable.  Aside from that I really liked the book.  The woman who was discussion leader, Betty, brought treats, as required.  The treats are supposed to be foods mentioned in the book.  The book contained a number of wedding.  Betty brought a wedding cake that she’d baked and decorated as well as a plate of something she called Bachelor Cookies.

wed cake

The cookies and cake were gorgeous and delicious.  I am so happy I attended book club.  But wait. It gets better.

Betty did admit that she wasn’t crazy about the whole book but had the audio version, which was pretty good to listen to while she was ironing.  A chorus rang out.  “You IRON!”  Betty smiled.  “I love to iron,” she said with real warmth and joy in her voice.

Doing whatever it is that you love and that makes you happy.  Betty figured out what that meant for her life.  Isn’t that a lovely way to live.

Loveya – The Grandma

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Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.

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