Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Dress codes and Feminism

My daughter was looking at dresses this weekend at Rue 21...they were adorable...little tank top dresses with lace overlay and ruffle skirts...so girly and not like anything she has looked at in years.

She has a couple of dances this year including a formal at the end of the year. The dress was reasonable priced...I asked her if she would like to try it on...she said "no"...and looked upset.
I asked "why?"  She said "that they were not allowed to wear dressed that showed their shoulders. At school or any dances."

"What???"

She then went on to tell me that it was because they didn't want to distract the boys....


"What???"


"And this is why I like uniforms!"


She glared at me...


"Ok no uniforms...but why would a boy be distracted by a bare shoulder over a smile or collar bone or a butt in jeans"....


No reply


"Ok so this is just a rule for the girls...do guys wear tank tops? Or is it just the girls?"


"Just the girls."








This morning 8-23-16
I was retelling the story to Nathan. He said I need to do something about it...that for Catie's sake I can't allow the school and school board to make decisions that divide the genders. Catie is already pretty modest and clearly some girls are not and some rules need to be in place but if they don't apply to both sexes they cannot apply to one.   It simply is not fair.  

So I guess I am going to a school board meeting.



Exhausted!

Getting ready for another day of work...I just had a day off.  That is rare...and valuable. I have had about four whole days off in the past 6 weeks.  I am just Exhausted! I am complaining...I know I am complaining and I have been grouchy.  
The really sad part is I don't even have it that bad.  I only work one job. Plenty of women all across the country work two or more jobs to try and make ends meet.  I don't make enough money for how many hours I work.  Far more people work far more hours and get paid far less.   The circumstances are just mind boggling.   I cringe at the numbers of people who are under employed.  I gripe about my situation but then I remember I am so very blessed to be in a position I am in.

I thank God and my lucky stars that I have a husband that takes care of our large expenses and that I have a job at all.   I pray for those that don't have the experience or the knowledge to make enough with just one job and have to have two or three jobs.  

 So while I may be exhausted and my family may miss me and I miss them, I am very blessed!