Wednesday, May 31, 2006

137/365 Kim

Every weekday–after eight hours stationed in the receptionist pulpit–Kim drove the quick hour home, promptly showered, did her hair, re-applied her perfect makeup, dressed in a fresh outfit then waited for her husband’s arrival. The rumbling garage door signaled pour the vodka.

6 Comments:

Blogger Indigo Bunting said...

I want to know so much more--like, when was this?

7:04 AM  
Blogger - Fat Red Ant said...

Unbelievably this was in 1987.

She would have been about 27 years old at the time. When she told me she did this every night my jaw dropped.

She also cautioned me (I was about 25) to not sleep face down because it will prematurely age me. She might have been right about that...

9:11 AM  
Blogger B Kiddo said...

Does it matter when this happened because in "this day and age" it is not acceptable for a wife to do such things? What if she really wanted to?

Great post!

11:46 AM  
Blogger mm said...

I sure hope he cooked supper.

12:08 PM  
Blogger - Fat Red Ant said...

I'm sure she wanted to do it - we only do what we want to do - even when we sometimes protest otherwise.

And it's perfectly acceptable but let's face it - it's a fifties sort of behavior, in the eighties we were all about empowerment and business suits with shoulder pads! ;-)

I just couldn't fathom wanting to do that everyday? I don't like getinng spit-shined and dressed once a day.

12:46 PM  
Blogger B Kiddo said...

Can I just say that I have always cut the shoulder pads out of my clothes! Believe me my shoulders don't need enhancing!

11:34 AM  

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