Poor Little Spoiled Middle Class Girl

I am spoiled. My parents have said it. My siblings have said it. All my closest friends know it, and I am admitting it to the world.

My Great Grand Mother, Black Headed Mama, & me 1970

I knowI am spoiled. I am the baby of the family. My other friends that are babies of their families and I like to lament about being the babies. We never were christened, or have baby books, and finding a picture of us by ourselves is like finding the holy grail. Our parents were tired by the time we came along. Firsts might have had to be the strongest, paving the way for the rest of us, but babies are always compared to their older siblings. “Why you must be so-in-so’s baby sister, I hope you are as good a student!” UGH!

Now as an adult, you’d think I would have given up being spoiled. No way! I like to relish in it! When we have a dinner party, my poor husband slaves away in the kitchen while I ask him to pour me more water, because I am getting parched! My friends all shake their heads in disgust. Oh she is so spoiled.

My parents are afraid Scott will get sick of me and I’ll be back on their doorsteps. But secretly, when no one is watching, I like to spoil him too. That is what makes our relationship work. We both want to make each other happy. So if he’s too tired to cook, I’ll take over the reigns. And trust me, the man never has to clean the bathroom or do laundry. My meals might not be as gourmet as his (I like to call my cooking housewife cooking – the dishes harken back to 1950’s TV wives’ casseroles like Tuna Fish & Egg Noodle Surprise, which my husband had never had until I introduced it to him) but dang it, we’re eating something hot!

He is currently creating a blog about all the things I won’t eat. Like lamb, veal and chips that have already been opened. The lamb and veal are recognizable refusals. Those are baby animals that no one should eat (including my husband, but well, I did get him to relent that a lamb is a baby animal one day, so maybe I’m making progress on that issue) but the chips???? Duh, it’s because I’m spoiled!

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