Posted on 05/14/2008 11:09:56 AM PDT by OB1kNOb
American psychologists have unearthed a marital rating scale used by marriage counsellors in 1939 to assess the performance of wives and the categories make interesting reading for modern couples brought up to believe in the equality of the sexes.
Women are awarded marks if they dress for breakfast, ask their husbands opinions on important decisions and let their partners sleep late on Sundays and holidays.....
(Excerpt) Read more at telegraph.co.uk ...
I like to think of my dear Old Granny, who was a major influence on my life. She used to say, "Billy, you catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar."
She was a tough old Lady, in an age when you could be tough and a lady, family went west in the 1840's.
Yes they are!
And as you can see, I got my “y”!
They provide great replies without a bitter and sour puss!
Which is always nice!
Thanks for steering me thataway!
The true meaning of the word, sad what the homo lobby has done to our language.
I don’t know. I figured it out and I can be dense sometimes :)
I want to see the husband score sheet.
LOL!
Now why would I want to be catching flies? (I swat them with a rolled up newspaper).
And your granny sounds a lot like my Grandma Zip...And she earned every bit of steel in her spirit.
As for alphas, my life is perfect as it is, I want nothing mroe than my work, dance, friends and books.....
As long as there isn’t a mirror on Google, then we’re all happy when we go there.
My husband gets demerits on numbers 1, 4, and 10.
Are you the wife that got yelled at by Dr. Laura the other day?
She said: go to bed with your husband you lucky woman - he wants you there and other wives dream of such a thing.
I have good memories and my family (siblings, niece, nephew etc). And my own mind.
I’ve lived long enough, been around enough sick and dying, seen lots bad things happen....lots of folks die with no family around them (though there was lots in the community)
There are no guarantees involving other people...only what you keep inside yourself you can control.
I’m not afraid of dying, and I’m not afraid of dying alone.
The greatest fear and most damning myth is that being alone is the worst thing that can happen.
It isn’t. There are far far far worse things.
But believing the myth makes you tolerate hell in fear there is something worse.
LMBO!
The chuckle will carry into my ride home tonight!
...”fishwife”...hehehe
How’d we let that slip away I’ll never know.....
Back in those days, only 'loose' women wore red nail polish (or any bright color for that matter).
The issue is who you are and what do you stand for, and does what you stand for have meaning? If what you stand for has meaning, do you want to have it past on?
Can’t wait to show this to my wife - she’s a B-747 Capt.
;o)
Bill,
I’m in my 50’s....
....what I pass on will be to my niece and nephew..... What that will be will be all the stories my mother, father, grannies told me of our family. Some written, some oral....maybe all written before I die. All the stories I’ve told and written. Pictures from as far back as the 1800’s. Quilts and the stories behind those quilts. Recipes from kitchens-—My 2 grannies, my mom’s and mine.
I’ll pass on a sense of humor, a total lack of fear of snakes and spiders, an ability to solve any task if given enough time and duct tape and a fear of left hand turns in heavy traffic. I’ll pass on a snarky sense of humor, an ability to spot liars and love of the color purple.
I’ll pass on lots of memories of playing with cockatoos, feeding chickens, petting cats, watching fish swim and taking walks in the woods. I’ll pass on a sense of individuality and a belief that being true to yourself is your best gift to the world. And that being different isn’t a bad thing, just different. Oh, and good manners takes a lot of work and often we don’t succeed.
I’ll pass on my home, my land, my costumes, my choreographies, my collections of fabric, music and teapots....the jewelry pieces that I collected with lots of planning and my Christmas ornaments dated back to my first days away from home. ;)
As for being alone, to you it’s a bad thing, to me, it’s like a trip to Disney. Believe me, solitude for some is far far better than being around people that you don’t enjoy or want to be around-— Hell is being with someone that you can’t reveal your true heart to— so your moments become restrained and guarded, unreal and dishonest, and it hurts two instead of one......
If I had to choose between being alone or being with someone just to be with someone, then I’d be insane to choose anything else but alone.
How can you read the small print?
Any hope of getting you to post the guy one large enough to read.
“It’s about what they want and when they want it, not what HE wants when he wants it.”
This is my understanding of what the average “HE” wants:
1.) Show up naked.
2.) Bring beer (optional)
3.) Say his name at sometime during the process (optional)
4.) Did I mention the part about showing up naked?
Shouldn’t be too difficult to provide....
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