You know what I want?  I want a friend like women, more particularly housewives and mothers, had in the 50′s.  I know the women liberation was a wonderful thing and I am so glad we are now given the choice of what we want to do with out lives.  I choose to stay home, raise my kids, take care of my home and my husband (rarrrl).  Now, there are several things that arise that, for women like me, the “women in the workplace” has affected negatively.  I am not going to get into the whole debate about whether or not kids suffer from having a Mom work outside the home because, although I care, I kind of don’t.  I just know what is best for MY family.  So, the negative affect?

I want that friend who lives across the street or next door. The one that comes over for coffee before either of us have  even showered, and that’s OK.  The one whom I do not think twice about the underwear on the bathroom floor, dishes in the sink, or cracker crumbs all over the dining room when she comes over.  The old addage “Mi Casa Su Casa” is true.  The one who’s kids I can scold and who I expect to spank my kids if needed because we are helping each other with the daunting task of making these little monsters into well behaved and respectful adults.

The hilarious woman next door whom if I am in the middle of cooking pancakes at 8am and am out of eggs (ok for a minute pretend I don’t use boxed pancake mix) I can run over, knock on the door once, let myself in, tell her why I’m there and run in the kitchen and grab an egg.  All the while setting up plans to go yard selling this weekend.  Then leave and it not be WEIRD.  Someone who after our kids are older we would still have those morning coffees.  No judgment is made about how we raise our kids because we basically have the same ideas about the important things in life.  We love our husbands, our kids, our God and each other.

Do friendships like this exist today?  My Mom had a friend like that – actually several.  I was named after one of them and it was just accepted when Candy came over Mom was going to be in a better mood the rest of the day.  They would laugh together – oh how they would laugh.  My Mom, and therefore her children, were better for having Candy and her kids as a part of our family.

I have houses on all sides of me but none of the women are stay-at-home Mom’s.  And that sucks!  So, this is how the liberation of women has effected my life negatively….