My mother in law just irked my by referring to my friend who lives across the road from her as 'that girl', despite the fact that she's in her mid forties.
I'm reminding myself that she also refers to her seventy-smething friends as 'girls' too, so perhaps I'm just at she won't make the effort to remember my friend/her neighbour's name.
Still though. It leaves me wondering about the attitude towards women that leaves someone loathe to call them that. I'm thinking of people I know... I think I'd still refer to my friends in their twenties as girls, but definitely not anyone in their thirties or forties. Hmm. Except Cassie, perhaps, but then I've known her since she was 13 or something. We're both girls when we're together.
Maybe I don't mind being a girl still. But I've no problem being a woman either. Are we allowed grow up? Isn't it a good thing?
5 comments:
I get the feeling you're going to beat someone to death with a whisk some time soon.
Haha. Or at least sauté them to within an inch of their lives.
:-) You are being very thoughtful and irked these days. I can't get used to being a grown-up. It's just weird.
I do not mind being called a girl. I AM a girl. I am also a woman, a mother, a grandmother, a wife. Mary Moon is all of those things.
It's not like someone is saying, "The girl will get us coffee."
You know?
Oh I do know. I wasn't thinking that.
I was just musing on the background reasons to rejecting, fearing, shunning, avoiding? owning one's womanhood. You know me :)
I do like the idea of wearing all of our identities in our skirts as we choose. It works for men too - it's freeing, being able to be, say, a beautiful man and a silly boy all at once :)
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