{"id":3909,"date":"2010-04-19T12:03:43","date_gmt":"2010-04-19T17:03:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/?p=3909"},"modified":"2010-04-19T14:18:25","modified_gmt":"2010-04-19T19:18:25","slug":"in-which-beloved-calls-it-like-it-is","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2010\/04\/19\/in-which-beloved-calls-it-like-it-is\/","title":{"rendered":"In which Beloved calls it like it is"},"content":{"rendered":"

I<\/span>‘m standing in the kitchen, unloading freshly bought groceries into the cupboards. The boys are drawing at the kitchen table, and Simon asks me what’s for dinner.<\/p>\n

“Well,” I begin, “funny you should ask. I was going to make shrimp and naan and tiki masala, but while I was doing the groceries I realized we hadn’t had chicken fingers in a while, and so I thought maybe we’d have that instead. But the shrimp sounds good to me, too. I dunno, which one would you choose?”<\/p>\n

Before he can answer, though, I realize that I really *do* want the chicken fingers, so I barely pause for breath before continuing. “But, I really want the chicken fingers, so choose that one, okay?”<\/p>\n

Simon is nonplussed, but Beloved jumps right in. “And that boys, is the essence of your mother. No wait, it’s the essence of all women. They pretend to give you a choice, but really, there is no choice at all. Sometimes they tell you the right choice and sometimes they don’t — but really? You’d better choose the right one.”<\/p>\n

The boys are silent throughout this exchange, but by the time Beloved finishes his speech I’m laughing so hard tears are in my eyes. “It’s funny cuz it’s true!” I manage to sputter out while cramming the celery into the vegetable crisper.<\/p>\n

Some day, their wives are going to thank me. Or hate me. I’m not quite sure which.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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