american dream-weaver housewife person

 yep.

i've been a housewife just about my whole adult life.

when we were kids, our mom worked outside the home.

she had to. but things didn't work out well because of it.

we did things we shouldn't have done and things were done to us that shouldn't have been done.

i guess i decided from a very early age that i would stay home and try to be june cleaver. (even though i didn't like her voice).

i  liked how she went in and talked to the boys and ironed things out, and then put the beave and wally to bed.

and the way she gave cookies to eddie even though she knew he was up to somethin'.

gee.

i was never that kind of housewife.

i just couldn't cook in high heels and pearls.

i was too fat.

i did wear a big ass apron though.

speaking of which-

you know that old question 'which came first the chicken or the egg'?

i got one for ya. which comes first, a big butt or not going anywhere?

i mean is it if you don't go anywhere, you get a big butt or if you get a big butt you don't wanna go anywhere?

this one has had me going around and around. (i hope you're laughing) if youre not laughing, you're probly stinkin skinny.

anyway, even though i've been a housewife all these years, i have found it to be rewarding.

it was very hard for me being a home mom and seeing others having 'careers'. they would say things like, 'it must be nice to be able to stay home'.

oh yeah. if you like low self-esteem, everyone blaming you for everything, no pay, poverty, and frumpiness. this was me. this was the mom i was. but i was so sold out to my convictions! i just couldn't leave home.

then the divorce happened. ( i think i got a little too frumpy)

for about a year after i lost 80 lbs on the devastation diet, and  turned 40,

i was at the peak of my life! i felt like everyday was my birthday.

i went dancing again, concerts, traveled, had BIG dreams.

but then- i met a man. we got married.

at the time, my xhusband had custody of our boys and my new husband's x had custody of theirs.

all grown up

when we got married, we bought a hUge house (during the clinton days) and got full custody of all of them. FIVE.

the oldest was 14.

the youngest was 8.

i had 2 jobs and was slim and busy,

but the boys had all been through divorce and terrible life changes.

they were having a hard time adjusting, and leaving them home after school or wheneVer was DANGEROUS.

we decided i would s t a y h o m e.

and you know- -we may not have been the best examples of parenting,  but we have raised 5 wonderful men.

we were devoted.

though me not working was so hard financially.

one time, we went to get foodstamps.

the lady in the office, yelled at me and humiliated me.

she said "YOU'VE GOT 5 TEENAGE BOYS AND YOU'RE NOT WORKING??!!"

they wanted us to sell our van so we could get money.

i tellya. it's crazy. my husband visits the juvies in the  local jail every week. we see what happens to kids when there's no one home and no one to give the attention to kids especially from broken homes. imagine how much money the taxpayers would save if families were able to earn a subsidy for one parent staying home.  instead of having them land in prison. prison costs big money!

we have raised 5 gentlemen. hardworking citizens with ethics and morals. they contribute to this society.

and what do i get for staying home? well- pretty much- nothin.

i mean in the sense that i get no social security, i have no retirement or pension, no medical benefits, nothin-nada-zip.

i put my trust in the Lord though. He is the one who has brought us through it all.

He has taken care of us thus far and will take care of us as He will in the future.

i don't get riled about government stuff. too many things to get mad about. but

'i have a dream' (thankyou martin)

SOMEbody NEEDS to stay HOME! it's worth having a big butt for.