Showing posts with label Gifts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gifts. Show all posts

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Too much Atwood?

I have recently finished read A Handmaid's Tale for my book club.


It is a book all about religious extremists taking over an denying rights to women and many others. Women are no longer allowed to hold property or read or um, talk!!!

I would have totally been killed if I were forbidden to talk!

I had TWO high stress dreams last night that played off the themes in the book.

It turned out that my husband and I were no longer considered married in the eyes of the government because the religious right took hold. Turns out that marriages that did not take place in a church were no longer legally recognized.
We were not supposed to talk with each other, could not be alone together and could not live together.

I was distraught. And angry!

He is my partner and my heart, even if a religious rep did not lay a hand of approval on us.

The dreams involved a lot of us sneaking around, hiding, lying, and crying.
I mean, Todd really misses me when I am not around!

Poor guy.

In one of the dreams I went to the wedding shower of a friend.


I had been invited as a "Miss", but Todd was there too. An old friend who I lost on bad terms was there too, and so was my high school boyfriend...who was wear a lot of makeup:


He was always sort creepy...

Anyway, the really great part was the GIFTS!

She received a set of clarinets:



A pink baby cradle with a giant stuffed bear:


A "Last will and testament" prepared by a fancy lawyer:



A deed to a grocery store:

One of the better logos of all time, that creepy owl says "I DARE you to shop here!".
As a child I did not even accept that it was an owl, I just knew it was scary.

And, oh wait, I mentioned the clarinets!!


These are the things every bride needs.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Toasty Phone Fingers

My husband came to bed last night and I was already asleep.

He must have stirred me, so I turned to him and said:


"Would you like some mittens?"


He declined, so I said,

"Oh, I'm on the phone with someone..."

(It must have been hard to dial wearing mittens!)

And then he says I trailed off into senseless rambling.

I wonder who I was talking to on the phone, was it you?