Defining ME

Good Morning, Sunshine!

That is how everyone should greet the day, the bright, new day, full of promise and possibilities of happiness and contentment.

The day may not end that way. It might even become a deep, dark, empty place before lunch, but the possibility is always there at the beginning nevertheless. (God, that is such a great word! I love how all three words just run together to make that one word. Another word I love: passerby. Isn't it just so descriptive?)

So, who am I? Well, I call myself a Stepford wife for lack of a better term (gosh, grammar is just so....neat? awesome? fun??). According to the Urban Dictionary, the term is derogatory. Can you believe that? I guess how it's defined it would be. I don't consider myself spineless at all. However, I do try to make my husband happy. Is that wrong? I guess I started this blog as a way to explore the probability of being a happy housewife in this modern, 21st century world.

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OK- I'll be honest with you. After all, if I can't be honest with you, then how can I be honest with myself (forget being honest with my husband)? For most of the year I am a hard-working school teacher. Hey, I teach junior high. How many of you have the brass cajones to do that, huh? But, once school lets out for summer and my classroom is all put away, hibernating as it were, some sort of change takes over me. All of a sudden I become little Miss Happy Housewife. The Stepford Wife, if you will (will what? will accept, will believe, whatever). I think it all starts out for the best reasons. I mean, I am home all day. Luckily, hubby makes enough money so that I don't have to work summer school. (Thank. God.) So I figure I've got the time to keep the home neat and tidy. And to do the shopping. And the cooking. Not just cooking, but making all of hubby's favorite meals, the ones I certainly don't have time to put together for 9 months of the year.

So, the purpose of this blog is to share with someone my real, honest feelings about all this. About being an independent Woman for 9 months a year and shape-shifting into this other woman. The Stepford Wife.

In other words (gee, it is all about words, isn't it?), in this day and age, can One Woman have it both ways?