This actual article, sent to me from my buddy Karen Cantrell, was written for the 1955 Good Housekeeping magazine is simply another confirmation to me that God knew when to place me on this earth. I was laughing so hard when I read it. Let me count the ways I was all wrong for 1955:- Prepare yourself for 15 minutes before he comes home (a.k.a. have make-up, look refreshed, and be happy). I might have 1 of those 3 done occasionally.
- Catering for his comfort will bring you immense personal satisfaction. Unfortunately, I frequently find myself too tired to gain that "immense personal satisfaction"...that's probably not the idea they had in mind in 1955, however!!
- Prepare the children, have them washed, keep them quiet, and remind them of their manners. WHAT???!!! Dinner is quite possibly the worst time of the night!
- Listen to him-remember his topics of conversation are more important than yours. I definitely think that telling him about my grocery savings, my cute shirt I bought, or how many poopy diapers I changed today are more important than whatever he has to conversate about.
- Never complain if he comes home late, goes out to dinner, or other places of entertainment without you. Oh I complain-loud and clear!! I need a break!
- Don't ask him questions about his actions or question his judgement...You have no right to question that. This one is wrong on so many levels I don't even know where to begin.
- A good wife always knows her place. This means I am a terrible, terrible wife!!
Now, I do try to be a good wife and most of this is in jest. But, those poor, poor ladies of the 1950's!


For the sake of brevity I left out several other stops in our shopping trip which added up to the 10 hours. Overall, I guess it was fun to finally get out of the house