I’m not much of a baker (I have a tendency to disregard recipes and make a mess), but I decided to try my hand at being a domestic goddess, if only for a day.
I made some vegan banana walnut bread for Chris (it’s got to be healthier than that Captain Crunch cereal he normally eats for breakfast). I think it came out pretty nice. And, of course, I spilled some batter on myself almost instantly, so it was lucky that I had my new apron on!
My friend Molly sent me the apron along with a couple collar flowers for my new dog, Skyla. Chris loved them and attached them to Skyla’s collar immediately.
But here’s the thing…I think I’m a bit prejudice against girlieness. I’m not a tomboy, but I definitely shy away from things with too many ruffles, bows, or flowers. When we got Skyla, I was determined not to let her turn into one of those prissy Legally Blond dogs.
But she is girlie…really girlie.
Chris wanted to buy her a Chicago Bears collar at first, but he ended up getting a purple collar and harness because “she looks better in purple.” Everyone she meets says how pretty she is. Her name is very girlie too, but she already recognized her name when we got her from the shelter so there was no good reason to change it.
It’s so absurd—the feminist in me is annoyed that my dog is getting by on her looks! When Skyla gazes up at me, I feel like she’s pleading, “Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful!”
I think I need to work on expanding my expectations for the new year, especially in regards to Skyla. I may have had gruff, tough dogs when I was younger, but I need to accept that she’s a girlie little angel.
Hey, if people can accept me even though I’m not exactly what they’d like me to be, then maybe I can be more accepting too…even to my dog.
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Have you ever had to broaden your view of someone close to you? Was it hard? Do you still hope they’ll change someday?