In Walter Lord&#039;s &quot;A Night to Remember&quot; about the sinking of the Titanic, he described a husband and wife at the lifeboats. Of course there is only room for her. She refuses to leave her husband. He tells her (as I recall from the book) &quot;When we took our marriage vows, <i>I never thought I&#039;d ask you to obey me</i>. But I&#039;m saying it now. Get in the boat.&quot;
Based on this sample of one couple, a hundred years ago obedience was still a wife&#039;s duty. And at the same time, it was ignored (except on a sinking ship).
The kindly old widow who lives next door hasn&#039;t even so much as dated a man since her husband died 25 years ago. She&#039;s always claimed it was because she could never find another man as wonderful and decent and perfect as her husband, but now we know it&#039;s just because she&#039;s old.
When I started dating the future Mr. PsycWench (whom I&#039;d known for a year or so), I was smitten enough to actually do some of the things on her list...after a couple of weeks he asked me to cool it.
I enjoyed my university years, but have never understood this fetish-izing of the alma mater. When I&#039;m bored and hit up a page of Pinterest DIY, there are inevitably cakes, wedding decorations, etc etc with college colours as the theme. And then there&#039;s the sorority pins! People actually take this shit seriously. (OT, but there are also weapon pins starting to creep into the Hobbies and Crafts category- WTF, Pinterest? It&#039;s disconcerting to run across a picture of a cool AK47 or a nice Colt holster when what I really want is new ways to paint furniture) Anyway, about the college crap- if you are still defining yourself by where you spent 4 years of your young adulthood, UR DOING IT WRONG.
Incorrigible, too.
If you ever saw palmetto you&#039;d understand.
I always thought it was a porno.
He asked her to cool it, so ... prolly nothing all that interesting.
Umm . . . &quot;Linz&quot;?
She needs a swift kick in the Anise.
It&#039;s the entire basis for her sole claim to superiority. Remember, she thinks you&#039;re nothing if you&#039;re not an ivy grad.
No, nothing that interesting. I think there was a general &quot;don&#039;t go changing to try to please me&quot; speech.
In Walter Lord&#039;s &quot;A Night to Remember&quot; about the sinking of the Titanic, he described a husband and wife at the lifeboats. Of course there is only room for her. She refuses to leave her husband. He tells her (as I recall from the book) &quot;When we took our marriage vows, <i>I never thought I&#039;d ask you to obey me</i>. But I&#039;m saying it now. Get in the boat.&quot;
Based on this sample of one couple, a hundred years ago obedience was still a wife&#039;s duty. And at the same time, it was ignored (except on a sinking ship).
The kindly old widow who lives next door hasn&#039;t even so much as dated a man since her husband died 25 years ago. She&#039;s always claimed it was because she could never find another man as wonderful and decent and perfect as her husband, but now we know it&#039;s just because she&#039;s old.
That is one brutally ugly tie.
Ma Duggar?
It is songs like this that made the 80&#039;s great.
When I started dating the future Mr. PsycWench (whom I&#039;d known for a year or so), I was smitten enough to actually do some of the things on her list...after a couple of weeks he asked me to cool it.
Fortunately, we have <i>Mad Men</i>, showing everyone what Patton&#039;s world really looks like.
I enjoyed my university years, but have never understood this fetish-izing of the alma mater. When I&#039;m bored and hit up a page of Pinterest DIY, there are inevitably cakes, wedding decorations, etc etc with college colours as the theme. And then there&#039;s the sorority pins! People actually take this shit seriously. (OT, but there are also weapon pins starting to creep into the Hobbies and Crafts category- WTF, Pinterest? It&#039;s disconcerting to run across a picture of a cool AK47 or a nice Colt holster when what I really want is new ways to paint furniture) Anyway, about the college crap- if you are still defining yourself by where you spent 4 years of your young adulthood, UR DOING IT WRONG.