Friday, February 10, 2017

The Innocence In A Date

I recently read a blog post by a woman who is against daddy-daughter dates. She says, in this blog post that these dates "aren’t sweet. They aren’t cute. They’re creepy, and they seek to enforce patriarchal notions of femininity".
 
I'm sorry, but what a load of crap! This chick sounds like a militant feminist wanna-be. Who thinks these things?!?!?!?!?! She claims that these dates teach young girls that men have to do everything for them. She says that we don't need a "big, bad patriarchal figure to hold the door or compliment our inner beauty". 

Daddy's are supposed to be a girl's knight in shining armor. It's not about romance or anything like that. It's about fostering a relationship and bond between father and daughter. This chick is villainizing something that is meant to be a sweet moment. And for what? All in the name of "feminism"?

I absolutely love the idea of Daddy-Daughter dates. I feel like it is a great chance to have some one on one time. If you have teenage daughters, I feel like is is a great way to make any possible problems right as rain again.

It's not about giving a girl a false expectation that the have to be submissive. If anything, I think it makes women more empowered, because they have a standard in which they want to hold their future dates to. Treat me right and this will work. Treat me like dirt and..well...I'll sick my fairy Godmother on  you! 

In my opinion, that whole post has an aroma of man-hate that is stinking it up. Sorry lady, but your obviously dislike of the male gender is showing in blaring lights. She claims to have two boys, which makes me wonder if she will teach them to be gentlemen that we all want or if she will tell them that "empowered women open their own doors!"

Either way, I want my girls to know that they are to be treated with respect and dignity. I want my girls to know that they can be powerful, emboldened females and still have the door opened for them and their chair pulled out for them. That demonstrates a strength like no other. I see that and I don't think "oh, that poor, poor submissive woman!" No, I see that and I think "that is a woman who demands respect and that is a man that is willing to give her what she demands!" 
 
I want my son to know that women are meant to be treated with respect, that we are a powerful creature and that it is a beautiful thing to go that extra mile to show you care.

Maybe that's just me. Maybe I feel like, as an "empowered woman" who is in an "equal partnership" marriage, having something as small as the door being held open for me or the chair pulled out for me, I am being treated with respect. I love it when my husband does that for me. It's a great feeling.

But what do I know? I'm just a "passive-submissive" rug.....


Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

My words were "Love ~ Fairy ~ Romance ~ Knight in shining armor ~ Aroma ~ Right as Rain" and they were submitted by someone who I think will appreciate how I used them, Jules over at The Bergham Chronicles.

Do me a solid and see what my friends have for you?

Climaxed    



Friday, February 3, 2017

True Love

You caught my eye almost instantly.
Spotting you was not that hard to do, with your flamboyant look and that amazing smell you have about you. I knew right way that you and I were meant to be, that I had to have you, for life...for ever.
For eternity.
So I did what I could do to make you mine. I smiled at you, batting my eyelashes and looking as enticing as I can. I wanted you to know that there was something between us, something amazing, something that would be lifelong.
You glanced back at me, inviting me in and letting me warm you in a way that only I can. You placed your lips on me and made me feel excited to be near you.
This is what love is, this feeling you get in the pit of your stomach, a blossoming warmth that makes you realize just how strong the need is.
We found each other, something most don't get the chance to do. But you and I....we did it.

♥Coffee♥


Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week 14 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.  

My subject was "Write a funny love story. (no length minimum/maximum)" and it was submitted by my good friend Jules at TheBergham Chronicles.

Check out what my friends have for ya!!!

Baking In A Tornado                          
Sparkly Poetic Weirdo       
Climaxed