Do you ever feel less than womanly? I’m not talking about when you stay in your pajamas all day, I’m talking about your interests or non-interests. I know I do. Here are a few examples.
I do not like crafts. Let me rephrase that, I appreciate crafts, but I do not enjoy the art of crafting. Sewing, making cards, scrapbooking– whatever requires creativity. I have detested this since I was in grade school, when I’d have to make things like Valentine’s boxes, posters, and little things during art period and would inevitably feel sub par when I compared my stuff to my peer’s stuff. Crafts do not interest me. I hope my kids won’t pick up on this because we definitely do not have craft time around here. They are lucky if I pull out a piece of paper and encourage them to color.
I can’t bake. This is kind of a lie. I am sure I can bake, but I prefer not to bake. Baked goods are rarely seen in our kitchen. If you do find some, they were probably store bought. Unless they look horribly mottled, then they might have been something I tried to make. There is a good side to this: We don’t have a problem with junk food at our house. Unless you include chocolate candy bars–which I don’t. Survival, people, survival.
I prefer action over romance. I don’t mean romantic evenings with my husband, I am referring to romantic themes in movies, books, and TV shows. When Ben and I married, I forbade him to ever bring chick flicks homes. In my mind I think, how many different ways can a girl/guy get their love interest? We are on a strict action/adventure, espionage, and crime show diet. I believe we have been chick flick free for over 5 months now. Thankfully, Ben is cool with this arrangement. Though he doesn’t like that I boo/laugh at romantic scenes in the movies or television shows we watch.
While I don’t prefer chick lit, I will read it occasionally. Especially if it is well written. (I have some awesome blog friends (Melanie and Aidan) who write chick lit, and I’d read their stuff any day. Well…at least those days that I’m not involved in my crime books. )
While my interests don’t always align with my girl friends’ interests, I don’t necessarily feel like an outsider. Only sometimes do we clash–like when they want to have a craft, chick flick, or baking party. Shudder.
Please tell me I’m not the only one.