A Day to Remember

Today I remember the woman who adopted me, raised me and taught me that I could do anything.
She stressed my need to be independent, to get an education and to make my own way.
She encouraged me, challenged me and we did not always agree.
Even at those times of conflict, she stood by me.
I miss her.

Happy Birthday Priscilla - today we will raise our glasses to you.
(November 23, 1933 - July 9, 1996)

What did Betty do?

Musings from a Modern Woman

I must confess, that I am having a bit of a whining session (without the wine), and had one of those days where I was pulled in every direction and did not even leave the house until 7pm! (activities ranged from sick boy at home, to plunging a toilet & ordering merchandise for business).  It got me thinking about the women around me and what whirls around in that constant head-space of "what do I need to do next?"   Which led me to the question, What did Betty do?

The "Betty"

Perfect pose, well manicured and the image of the perfect housewife.  Some days I feel the urge to pretend it is 1950, pour that martini, light a cigarette and lounge in my pencil skirt and heels.  Betty, may of had the looks and the housekeeper, she did not have her freedom.

I will trade my stress & struggles for my ability to guide my life and take it where I want it to go.  I want a partner, not to be someone's wife.  I also want to learn that I don't have to do everything, that taking the time to pretend it is 1962 and put up your heels is ok.

So all those Modern wonderful women out there - it is martini time (or tea time)!  xo Vagi