Saturday, June 28, 2008

My thoughts on Women (believe it or not)

Most people would believe this one, but I said it because I just couldn't understand, until i said it out loud..


"I'm pretty tired right now. I worked yesterday till 10, and came home, went to sleep, and woke up to go to work again. I'm pretty tired right now. I walked home from work. I was thinking about my Mom. I was thinking about women in general. They have some fuken power. I don't understand how they can do it. They push themselves harsh, everyday. Taking care of kids, working, keeping the house in order. How the fuk do they do that. My Mom gets up at 6 a.m. gets my brothers and sister ready for school, makes them breakfast, irons their clothes, and takes them to school. Comes home about 830, starts washing the clothes and cleaning the house. Takes a nap for about 2 hours, gets my brothers and sister from school. Helps them with their homework, cooks them dinner, and takes another nap for about 3 hours. Gets ready for work at 930. Them goes to work at 1030-5. How the hell does she do that. It's her life and I really never hear her complain about that life. She has so much power, endurance and strength. Women are stronger, I don't understand how they do it. GOD made them special.







They truly are so much stronger. I couldn't do HALF the things women do...thank you God for blessing this world.

1 comment:

theahb said...

There was a really interesting article on cnn.com a while back. Here is a snippet:
"If a stay-at-home mom could be compensated in dollars rather than personal satisfaction and unconditional love, she'd rake in a nifty sum of nearly $117,000 a year...Working moms reported an average 54.6 hour "mom work week" besides the hours they spent at paying jobs."

http://www.cnn.com/2008/LIVING/worklife/05/09/mom.salary.ap/

Oh.. and of course your post reminds me of the song by Melinda Doolittle - I'm A Woman Lyrics


Well I can wash out forty four pairs of socks
And have 'em on the line
You know I can starch and iron two dozen shirts
'Fore you can count from one to nine
I can slip up a great big dip up of lard from a drippings can
Throw it in the skillet, do my shopping, and be back before it melts in the pan

Cause I'm a woman
W-O-M-A-N
Let me tell ya again
I'm a woman

Well I can rub and scrub till this house shines just like a dime
Feed the baby
Grease the car
Powder my nose at the same time

You know I can get all dressed up
Go out swinging with the M-A-N
Jump in bed at five
Sleep till 6
And start all over again

Cause I'm a woman
W-O-M-A-N
Let me tell ya again
I'm a woman
W-O-M-A-N