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Bury Me with my Pearls
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“Aspire to inspire before you expire.”
― Bury Me with My Pearls
― Bury Me with My Pearls
“Take care of your husband and do your "homework." For every headache you have there will be a women out there with an aspirin in her purse.”
― Bury Me with my Pearls
― Bury Me with my Pearls
“bacon.” No, I do not bring home the bacon. At best, I bring home imitation bacon bits. “Fry it up in a pan.” When I announce that it is time to eat, my family doesn’t come to the table. They get into the car. “And never let him forget he’s a man.” No problem here. He won’t let me forget. I’m confused. Commercials on TV are telling me one thing while Aretha Franklin says I need r-e-s-p-e-c-t. Then I’ll feel like a natural woman. At least Mary Chapin Carpenter is honest when she sings, “Sometimes you’re the windshield and sometimes you’re the bug.”
― Bury Me with My Pearls
― Bury Me with My Pearls
“Is the Enjoli Woman in Therapy? As a teenager, I was fascinated by a commercial that advertised a particular brand of perfume. It seemed that if a woman wore this product, handling the challenges of womanhood would be as fragrant as the product itself. I’ll never forget the jingle that accompanied the beautiful, svelte blonde as she whirled across the television screen: “I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan, and never, never, never let you forget you’re a man.”[1] Ooh, baby, what a woman. That song played in my head for years. That’s me, my inner self would chant. I can do it all, have it all, and be it all. Aren’t Christian women encouraged to be perfect at everything in the name of Jesus? To witness to others as holy, unblemished, fragrant saints? I couldn’t wait for the chance to prove that I, too, was an Enjoli woman. Reality check. Where is that perfect chick when I need her the most? I’m in the throws of wife and motherhood. I need to ask her so many questions. Is it okay to give my children leftover lasagna for breakfast? Can I ask Thomas to turn his underwear inside out and wear it one more time? Can Sunday be considered a real day of rest, like staying in bed all day? Remember the jingle? “I can bring home the”
― Bury Me with My Pearls
― Bury Me with My Pearls