great week....and a very sad sentence....

Hey all,
well...my week went exactly as I would have wished food and exercise wise.
Today is my 2000 calorie day...and I earned everyone of them at the gym...\
all my other calories should add up to a small loss come sunday.
And I am sure you all read my blog about mother's day...
and here is part of the reason why I wrote it...
I have a relative who seems to think staying at home with your kids is not a good 'career'...
Saddest sentence I think I have ever heard...I heard today...
she said "Some women use their children as an excuse to not get a job."
Welcome to the proletariat.
Homemaking used to be considered a job.
Now it's seen as an excuse to avoid the job market.
As I have already said, I think it's one of the most important jobs ever...even if you have no children in the home.
Because you can extend your hospitality to other women, to lonely people...bachelors, neighborhood kids...you could make your home a haven from a lot of people who have no home...just a house.
The fact that my *redacted doesn't understand this is just plain sad.
My mother worked because she needed to...but she still strove to make our house a home...(after the divorce, it  helps to get rid of the abusive types in the house...makes it more comfortable)
I bit my lip.
Hard.
I am a big believer in respecting your elders...even when they are completely cracked.
But what I really wanted to say isn't printable...
So I will just leave you with this...

"Mama's Mama, on a winter's day, milked the cows
and fed them hay; slopped the hogs, saddled
the mule and got the children off to school.
Did a washing, mopped the floors,
washed some windows and did some chores
Cooked a dish of home dried fruit,
pressed her husband's Sunday suit.
Swept the parlor, made the bed,
baked a dozen loaves of bread.
Split some firewood and lugged it in,
enough to fill the kitchen bin.
Cleaned the lamps and put oil in, stewed some apples
she thought might spoil. Churned the butter, baked
a cake, then exclaimed,
"For mercy's sake, the calves have got out of the pen."
Went out and chased them in again.
Gathered the eggs and locked the stable,
returned to the house and set the table,
cooked a supper that was delicious
and afterward washed all the dishes.
Fed the cat, sprinkled the clothes,
mended a basket full of hose.
Then she opened the organ and began to play -
"When you come to the end of a perfect day.!"

I have come to believe in what I do deeply...as deeply as a  doctor, or a minister, or a lawyer.
In the church there is a concept of mentoring young wives...and I think as I get older I may.
young women are so torn these days.
Told that what they do is not really contributing to the family...
Money, in our society, seems to be the be all and end all.
To be equal they must do the work of two men...the work at  home and the work away from home.
In any job...you will be replaced, and barely missed in 10-20 years.
not so with your family.
If you pour into your family, they will pour into you.
Big hugs.
oh...and best sentence was yesterday when My daughter came home from high school with another academic letter and said "I couldn't have done this without you mom."
It helped take the sting out of today's words, I can tell you...just thinking about it.
As the bible says "The wisdom of this world is foolishness"
To that I can only say "AMEN!"

*I am working on my tongue...and as such, saying or talking about people directly is now forbidden unless it is kind. It's called a tongue fast. I may end up with a stump as a tongue by the end of the month, but it's worth it...the rest I find, still stands.