Ban Bossy



 There is a great new campaign out there, and you should know about it.  BAN BOSSY. 

 

  My mom is putting posters up all over her classroom right now.



She's calling on her girls more in class.  Usually girls don't voice their opinion because being opinionated is not a desirable attribute by society's standard, but that can change.  Her desirable attributes aren't only in her bra size.




If our girls are going to be one day raising sons and daughters, than they too need to teach them to lead. 


Girls have normally been taught to be oppressive, because it looks nicer, and they are valued for being nice.  That's a wrong value system.  We value them for standing up and doing the right thing, not for trying to control the feelings around them.  They are capable of taking responsibility for all of the wrong they do and all of the right they do, let the image fall, let all of it go.  Women have been taught to "protect" which may seem right, but can actually go the wrong way.  Women usually don't do the right thing because they are trying to protect something or someone they love, therefore they feel justified.  Now here comes my little Mormon slant.
Women of God can never be like women of the world.
You can be tough and tender.  What may look tender can actually be cruel.  You can be coarse and kind.  One can do a lot of evil in the name of "Good Works."  You can even be rude and refined.  It is rude to stand by and not do the right thing.  Because the only thing you do is weaken your own family, and enable the wrong person.  You can have fame, fortune and be faithful.  The size of your bank account is not an indicator of how faithful you are.  You can be greedy and good.  Is is good to want to work and build, therefore you can stabilize your own family, and bless the lives of others.  You can be virtuous and be vain.  An embrace of femininity is vain.  One has to take care of themselves, but in doing so, you celebrate virtue.  You can be pure and popular.  When you are pure, you will attract the crowd that will rise to your standards, and that can become pretty popular.  If you become popular, it should be for the right thing, not to become enslaved to the jewel of popularity, both inside and outside the church.  The temptaion works both ways.


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My mother has had an especiallly hard time getting the Mormon girls to speak up.  One day she pulled one girl aside and asked her why she talked in a "toddler voice".  The girl replied, "But Ms. Olsen, you know who my father is, and he told me if I talked like that I would scare all of the boys off and no one would want to marry me."  The sad thing is she said it in the same toddler voice.  My mom knows the well-known and connected "role-model" family.  The girl is welcome to excel at a sport, but if she crosses the line of opinion, she'll un-nerve the men around her who pretend to be so tough.



What if we had said to Michael Jordan:  Don't be so strong!  Quit wanting it so bad!  You're being a bully, bossy or a b***h.  What if we had said those things?  So why do we say it to our girls, when they have an opinion?  Why is it okay if they silently play a sport but remain on the sidelines when it comes to controversial leadership? 
Nobody says to the president, a male role thus far, "Stop making the economy work so well.  Is is really hurting our feelings."  Nobody devalues that job.

Martha Stewart Headshot
When Martha Stewart does a good job, she is openly criticized.  Why?  Both the White House and keeping your own home intact are important.  We shouldn't devalue the role of the woman ever, no matter what she chooses
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I want all of my children to know that I love what I do.  My days are never a blur. I don't find them hard, boring, lonely or unfulfilledThis is the best kind of work there is, the most important kind of work.  

I want my son to marry a girl who will challenge him every step of the way, not just hang out, be cool, be friends and marry him when marriage is convenient for him.  I want someone who will make him feel uncomfortable and call him on his wrongs and not enable him.  

Strong women mean strong households.  The strength of a nation is in each household.

  I say Ban Bossy!

Calligraphy Quotes


When my mom was growing up, her mother Pearl Marie would stick a quote or two up in her room.  Usually from a philosopher or poet my mother was really into.  My mother learned calligraphy at an early age.  Over the years she would write out quotes that she particularly liked.  My grandmother wanted to have a whole gallery wall of them, a collection really.

 This is the only one that was framed before she died and was always hung on a wall of ours growing up.
 When my mom came back to teach, her old highschool teacher still had a quote she gave him.  Yes, she teaches where she went to highschool.  When he retired he gave it back to her and I popped it in a frame.
 This is all that we have of the imagined Gallery Wall.  Right now my mom is working on a file folder of quotes in different sizes for each grandkid.  None of the quotes will be done on paper in unusual sizes though, as I want them to be easy to pop into a frame. However I don't want them all looking the same. 



I also pinned some really great Canadian quotes.  Liana, Laura K., Kristy and I would be stuck at the 
bus stop on freezing cold days.  The drives down Sarcee were unforgettable.
 
They say it's because some parents drop their kids off anyway because they have to go to work. If no one was there, the student could freeze to death. Is the problem the School or the Parent?
 Happy Friday!

Road to Avonlea Revival


If you're wondering where I've been, it's called basically having no internet and then being locked out of all of my accounts.  I noticed that my internet had really started to slow down for about two weeks.  The cable guy came by to hook everything back up again and then asked to use my computer.  This locked me out of all my accounts and I just had to stay away from everything for about a week, as I was only met as an intruder, nice.  Pinterest was the hardest to log back onto.  Which was actually kinda' scary.  The last time this happened my husband went and changed all of my passwords on me about two years ago, just because he thought they were not congruent!  However, I was extremely sick with bronchitis (Feb-April 2012), because of the Utah inversion, and he became in charge of the tech end and wanted to fix things too.  But to be honest, he was only trying to listen to me through my constant hacking and reading off of my to-do list.  The cable guy and I had an amazing political discussion too, which kind of made this recent password fiasco all worth it.  Some things just make me a little testy, if you can't tell.  Don't mess with my laptop people, I like being organized.

Onwards.

    Every Sunday night I sit down and update our family blog.  It's a nice little ritual for me.  Some people ask me if I'll do Instagram, instead of keeping a family blog.  The simple answer is "no."  I like to make mine look like a book with pictures that I can personally scan, plus I'm not exactly comfortable showing my family that much, in such a fashion.  Maybe I will start showing you all of my hot yoga moves on Instagram and Twitter like Hilaria Baldwin, hey? 


These are my journals from growing up.  They chronicle; crushes, fears, family, friends, travels and so forth.  Note the yellow one with some mold on it's pages, that's my Norman Rockwell one.  My mother had a flood, however I was able to salvage the thing.  I'm a real believer in journal keeping.  Now that I have daughter's of my own, they look through my old journals and laugh.  They're also interested in what it was like growing up in Canada.  All of them tease about my Canadian accent.  They'll ask me to say: about, out, bag and about every other word on the planet.  Anne-Louise will turn to Charlotte and all four will chime together, giggle and remark, "Hear it!  Hear it!  Do you hear the way she says it?!"  However, there is one piece of Canada that I am adamant about my children knowing, what my husband gave me for Christmas.  It is about the best Christmas gift I have ever been given, of course he did some sleuthing with family members to find out what I would really want, but this?! I did not expect these DVD's.


The full and complete Road to Avonlea DVD set.  My journal entries talk about watching this show growing up.  Every Sunday night both CBC and ABC aired the show for years.  It was my absolute favorite/favourite growing up.  I truly believe the best presents are the ones where you make memories.  Now every Sunday night we watch the show with a bowl of popcorn.  Richard and Behr go watch something else.  Behr has zero interest.  Not only is he a little young, but his male brain is just not biologically geared towards such female matters.  He likes to watch his hockey and baseball.

 Here we're watching the first episode.  I recognize all of the Canadian last names; Stanley, McLeod, King.  I also put my Pinterest quotes up everywhere around the house for about two weeks, that's one of the quotes you see on the TV there.  I actually forgot how cheesy this show was, but at the same time a real comfort show.  Anne-Louise is pictured here and she is currently losing her teeth left right and center.

It's perfect as they're all of that American Girl age.  This show captures that sort of genre.  Here's Adele watching the second episode.  My craft room and the downstairs main have wood paneling, just in case you're wondering.  Every Sunday night at 6 p.m. this is what were doing, the girls and I.  You can catch a sale on the DVD's from time to time, I also have the soundtrack and poster that came with the package.  

 For Christmas Charlotte was given the same journal I had when I was her age.  Now she journals about Road to Avonlea every Sunday night, just like I did when I was that age in the same grade.  Happy Valentine's Day everyone.  Time to start a Pinterest on Road to Avonlea.

Pearl Marie on Pinterest

  This past Christmas, my husband gave me the greatest gift possible, it is Canadian and I am so excited to share it with you.  I'm about 75% of the way done with the changes that need to be done with this blog.  The last 25%, is turning out to be a real fork in the road.  When I really get into all of this again, you can expect parties, decorating, sewing, recipes and so forth.  My friends are sweet, they say, "Rome wasn't built in a day, it's okay."  Maybe what they really want to say is, "You're a real loser."  Reason No. 1, 236 I love them.

  Right now I'm working on the most amazing Paris party for Claire's 7th birthday.  I was less than impressed with the ones on Pinterest, gag.  Celeste is going to have the most creative and darling room you will ever see.  When I do the room reveal, it will be a combination of love and laughter, but perfect for my fifth girl.  Charlotte's room is all done and I can't wait to share it with you, hers is the favorite of everyone that comes over.  Claire and Adele both have the fairy room now.  It is being revamped and the results will be stunning.  I almost have Anne-Louise's room done, now my mother and I are going back and forth over the curtains.  Mumsy is being a real bulldog about the curtains.  However, I did not take one of her suggestions and now she loves what I did.  What a lucky mom I am to be able to decorate for five little girls!  The best is when she brings my grandmother, Pearl Marie into Housewifery conflicts.  You see, this mother-daughter thing has been going on for a while.

A LOT of people have told me, "Before there was Martha Stewart there was your grandmother, just remember that."  Which is true.  Recently Mumsy joined Pinterest and started an account to her late mother, Pearl Marie.  I guess she saw something that reminded her of her mom one day and went from there.  Mumsy might join Instagram.  Her students are begging her to do an everyday wear snap......maybe, just maybe.  Let's dish on some mother-daughter conflict.



My mother talks about the antique valentines.  However, she is wrong about them not being framed.  They were framed and one of them hung in the fairy room.  I really do love all of the beautiful things my grandmother passed down.  Pearl Marie had everything organized and catalouged.  Some people say to us, "Oh my gosh you guys have five girls!  Five girls!"  It is however very fitting considering all of the beautiful things that are being passed down.

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Okay, my grandmother would wear beautiful housecoats.  My mother wants to make me a ton of them.  I go through about two aprons a day.  And my aprons are tough, not those cutsey little fabric ones.  This way if Mumsy sews me housecoats, I can alienate myself and have no friends.


I'm named after Emily in the book David Copperfield.  My grandparent's had a special affection for this character.  My mother can remember them discussing Little Emily, on many occasions when she was growing up.  I am truly a fisherman's niece.  My three uncles love to hunt and fish.  When I was born, my grandparent's would both say, "the fisherman's niece."  My Swedish grandfather graduated from the university of Oregon with a 4.0 and a degree in business.  I don't think he would like the cocky Duck fans that seem so prevalent now.

 
My grandmother could not stand a mess or any piggy housekeeping habits.  No clutter, no crumbs none of that.  She really did not like people who kept their house a mess.  No matter how poor a person might be, she always felt that if they had good habits, such as being clean, in many ways they were rich.  Those who were financially well off, could be considered very poor if things were a mess and not kept well, including their children.  Everybody still goes on about this.  She always thought in terms of, "rich habits."  Now I really could care less how someone else keeps their house.  Serioulsly, I have six children to keep track of, I've made my own nice, little, messy brood.  Some of my friends are messy (let's backstab), except I don't like dirty.  Dirty is gross.  Judgey, judgey.

My grandmother really loved her Robert Burns.  I couldn't believe it when I had my third girl on his birthday!  She was given a good Scottish name of Claire, especially, with our blood.  We have an annual Burns supper.  Pippa Middleton has one too.  Get your plaid and pipes on.

Rose Souvenir de la Malmaison

I saved these Redoute prints from the trash.  Mumsy can sometimes get a bit overwhelmed with all of the things she has.  One day they will be mine.  I'm not going to lie, organizing and collecting these things is a real joy for me.  My grandmother was gifted many beautiful things.  However, she treated things beautifully and enjoyed them.  You can check out the rest of the Pinterest board right here.