Sunday, October 07, 2007

A Woman's Title.

Post 332 - - - - - Sunday, 7th October, 2007.

Hello Everyone ~~ I hope all is well with you and that the
weekend has been enjoyable for you all. I am fine and
catching up on my reading etc. and having fine weather, when
we desperately need rain.

Just one picture tonight - - -

One of my neighbor's beautiful Native Orchids, which has 75 Flower spikes
thiis year. There was a piece in the Shepparton Paper with a photo of
Helen and the orchid. I took this one though.

Tonight I have an item that Warren sent me. Thanks Warren !!

I have called it "A Woman's Title."

A woman, renewing her driver's license at the Motor Registration
office, was asked by the counter clerk to state her occupation.

She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.

"What I mean is," explained the counter clerk,
"do you have a job or are you just a ...?"

"Of course I have a job," snapped the woman.

"I'm a Mum."

"We don't list 'Mum' as an occupation,
'housewife' covers it,"
Said the clerk emphatically.

I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the
same situation, this time at our own Medicare office.

The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and
possessed of a high sounding title like, "Official Interrogator" or
"Town Registrar."

"What is your occupation?" she probed.

What made me say it? I do not know.

The words simply popped out.

"I'm a Research Associate in the field of
Child Development and Human Relations."

The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in mid-air and
looked up as though she had not heard right.

I repeated the title slowly emphasizing the most significant
words. Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement
was written, in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.

"Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest,
"just what you do in your field?"

Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice,
I heard myself reply,
"I have a continuing program of research,
(what mother doesn't)
In the laboratory and in the field,
(normally I would have said indoors and out).

I'm working for my Masters, (first the Lord and then the
whole family) and already have four credits (all daughters).
Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the
humanities, (any mother care to disagree?)
and I often work 14 hours a day, (24 is more like it).

But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers
and the rewards are
more of a satisfaction rather than just money."

There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as
she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me
to the door.

As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new
career, I was greeted by my lab assistants -- ages 13, 7, and 3.
Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model,
(a 6 month old baby) in the child development program,
testing out a new vocal pattern.

I felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy!
And I had gone on the official records as someone more
distinguished and indispensable to mankind than "just
another Mum." Motherhood!

What a glorious career!

Especially when there's a title on the door.

Does this make
"Senior Research associates in the field of
Child Development and Human Relations?"

And great grandmothers
"Executive Senior Research Associates?"
I think so!!

I also think it makes Aunts
"Associate Research Assistants."


Time for a few jokes ~~ 'Cause that was serious !!

A man went to visit his 90 year old grandfather, who lived in a very
remote secluded rural area. After spending the night at the house,

his grandfather prepared a breakfast of bacon and eggs.

As the man was eating he noticed a film like substance on the plate,
and he asked, "Grandfather, are these plates clean ?"

His grandfather replied, "They are as clean as cold water can get them
so go on and finish your meal."

Later on that day, Grandfather prepared a lunch of hamburger steak
and new potatoes. As the man is eating he noticed tiny specks around
the edge of the plate and a substance that looked like dried egg yolk.

Concerned about his health, he asked again, "Grandfather, are you sure these plates are clean?"

Without looking up from his plate, his grandfather replied, "I told
you before, these dishes are as clean as cold water can get them, now
don't ask me about it any more."

That evening, the man decided to go to a restaurant for dinner in a
near-by town. As he walked toward his car, his Grandfather's dog
started growling and would not let him pass.

"Grandfather," the man complained, "your dog won't let me by."

Without diverting his attention from the TV, Grandfather shouted,

"Coldwater ! Get up and move out of the way and let the boy pass!"

Little Nancy was in the garden filling in a hole when her neighbor
peered over the fence. Interested in what the cheeky-faced youngster
was doing, he politely asked, "What are you up to there, Nancy?"

"My goldfish died," replied Nancy tearfully, and I've just buried him."

The neighbor was concerned, "That's an awfully big hole for a gold-
fish, isn't it ?"
Nancy patted down the last heap of earth, then replied, "That's
because he's inside your darned cat !!"

A young man excitedly tells his mother that he's fallen in love
and is going to be married.
"He said, "Just for fun, I'll bring over two female friends as well
as my fiancee and you try to guess which one I plan to marry."

The next day, he brings three beautiful women into the house
and sits them down on the couch and they chat for a while.

"Okay Ma, Guess which one I am going to marry ?"

She immediately replies, " The redhead in the middle."

"That's amazing, Ma. You're right,how did you know >"

"I don't like her !!"

Two bored casino dealers were waiting at the craps table.
A very attractive blonde woman arrived and bets $20,000
on a single roll of the dice. She said, "I hope you don't
mind, but I feel much luckier when I am completely nude."

With that, she stripped from her neck down, rolled the
dice and yelled, " Mama needs new clothes!" Then she
hollered, " YES, YES, I WON. I WON !!"

She jumped up and down and hugged each of the dealers.
She then quicklt picked up all the money and her clothes
and quickly departed.

The dealers just stare at each other dumbfounded. Finally
one asks, "What did she roll ?"

The other one answered, "I don't know, I thought YOU
were watching the dice !!"

This proves that all men are the same and not all blondes
are dumb !!

Q. How do you kill a blonde ?
A. Put a scratch and sniff sticker on the bottom of the pool.
Q. What do you call a bunch of blondes in a circle ?
A. A dope ring.

Q. What do you call a brunette standing between 2 blondes ?
A. An interpreter.

In the beginning God created the earth and rested.
Then God created Man and rested.
Then God created Woman.
Since then, neither God, nor Man has rested.

Will leave it there tonight, so this won't be TOO long.
Take great care of yourselves and each other. Tell the
ones you care for, that you love them. Love and best
wishes to you all. Cheers, Merle.

Post 332 - - - - Sunday, 7th October, 2007.


Hootin'Anni said...

That's an orchid?!!!! I'm dumbfounded....what a beautiful gorgeous plant! If I were the newspaper photographer/writer I'd want that in my paper too!!! Your friend should be soooooo proud!

Now, I couldn't find any email link to you from your blog so I added the one for you to share in "Heron's Nest" top blog entry of yours with a comment." Have a grand evening and sleep well. [It's 10 in the morning from my house. *giggles*]

Jim said...

Hi Merle -- Thank you for the nice visit and heads up about all the nice blonde jokes today.

You know, as I was putting my post on I thought of Adi .

I just couldn't work in my new YouTube of her rolling in the grass. Oh, well.

Granny said...

Love the orchids.

Thanks for your comment. I'm about to take a short nap before lunch but wanted to say hi first.

We're settling into a routine and life has become much simpler with time and practice.

smilnsigh said...

That orchid is simply beautiful. I've never seen anything like this, before.


Raggedy said...

G'day Merle,
Being back at work is quite an adjustment. I am dealing with a lot of problems but working my way through them one at a time. It is a difficult situation because I am the only woman in a male occupation and yanno how fragile their egos are.. I am slamming the arrogant ones because I just can't help myself..that is causing a bit of trouble...lmao I make sure I do it in private I haven't gone for the public embarassment factor YET...
Awesome post!!!
Huggles and Love dear friend.

Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

Ah, labels! “What do you do?” can be such a loaded question!

Janice said...

What a beautiful plant! I had no idea orchids could look like that! Thanks for the smiles tonight. :o) And 'AMEN' to the important job of being mom and grandma!!!

audrey` said...

Dearest Merle

The Native Orchids are so lovely =)

Gledwood said...

I love the orchids too.
I read the motherhood jobtitle story... great stuff.
Yes grandmothers should have a title too.
I reckon they should change the law to give grandparents rights of access to their grandchildren in cases of divorce. Do you know I went without seeing mine on my Mum's side throughout nearly all my teenage years then my Nan DIED before I got to see her again - and all because of dreadful DIVORCE!
They were talking of changing this aspect of law in the UK but I don't think they've got round to it.. I wonder if things are any different in Australia~(?)

Gledwood said...

PS If you look at my Aussia animals bloopers today my very last one is a glorious redback spider.. isn't that the famous one that jumps up on toilet seats to bite you on the arse....?

When I was little my Aussie cousins had such fun telling us wide eyed English kids all that stuff...

Jeanette said...

Hi Dear Merle, Love your friends Native Orchid 75 spikes wow I thought mine was good with 17 spikes.
Love the Mums Title,It reminded me
Pauline"s hate Qhestion,
when asked did she work,she answered of cause I worked im a "Mum" doctor, nurse, cleaner, mediator what else do you want to know. they soon change the subject. great jokes also. take care hope this gets through... love Jan