Saturday, October 11, 2008

A Gender-Role Call ...


So ...

Mammacita and I have gotten into a Saturday morning groove. She and Sister-Baby get up and get out ... doing dance class, shopping etc. Brother-Man and I stay home and clean-up the house. And I am completely cool with it ... seriously. This is the 21st century and a dude is no less and dude if he does housework. Besides, it makes Mammacita happy and that's the number one rule of this house:
Happy Mammacita = Happy Hacienda!!

But today there was a disturbance to the normal copacetic flow of things, caused by a momentary surge of old-school chauvinism on my part. As Mammacita was leaving today, I said "Honey, are you going to Target today?"

"Yes."

"Would you mind picking me up a new pad for my dishwashing sponge -- I've worn the old one out."

I don't know how she replied because at that moment I thought to myself, "Dude ... what's going on here? You should be the one going out ... to the golf course or the bowling alley or the pool hall or something ... and she should be staying here cleaning the house! Oh, how the mighty have fallen!! What a world, what a world!!! DUDE ... Whiskey-Tango-Foxtrot!!!"

For a few minutes I was reeling ... asking myself who wears the apron and who wears the pants in Daddy-O's household? Then my brother called me ... just to relay some necessary logistical information which is why one dude calls another. In the midst of the conversation I felt it necessary to fess up and admit to my shameful lapse in machismo. I told him the whole sad story. I was hoping for some word of wisdom to get me through my current crisis.


"Dude," said my brother (who is a black-belt martial arts instructing city COP), "I spent the morning reorganizing the kitchen cabinets and I'm on my way to the girls' ballet practice. Here's what you need to do: Take your shirt off and go stand in front of your house. Burp, spit, fart, scratch your crotch and get it all out of your system. Then go back in and finish folding the laundry."


Wise man, my brother ... I could go on and on about him but I gotta run now. The pot roast is almost ready!

4 comments:

Suesjoy said...

LOL!!!

Oh this one is priceless,Van!!


You GO BOI!!!!!!!

I know it's trite but you know what THEY say...the best aphrodisiac is a man who does housework!

'tis TRUE!

~VanO~ said...

Kindly relay that aphrodisiac comment to Mrs. O!!!

TessD said...

LOL!!! I told you, VanO, funny AND deep. And secure in your masculinity (despite brief momentary lapses) which is an ultimate turn-on for a wife. Daryl's awesome, too, for that great advice.

~VanO~ said...

Hmmm ...
I notice the conspicuous absence of comments from the boys ...

Maybe they're all too busy with housework to do any blogging :)