Rainy Day Blah

Well today is Tuesday and it has rained pretty much the whole day. I am not a hugh fan of the rain, but I know you can't have rainbows without the rain.:) I can't wait for the beautiful weather that is in store for us this weekend. I am going to try to plan something for Karis to do. It will be too beautiful to stay indoors. We all could use some Vitamin D from the sun. I hope the rest of the week goes by pretty fast.

The Story of an Hour By: Kate Chopin

Mrs. Mallard was a fairly young woman with a heart disease. Her sister is put in a situation where she has to tell her that her husband has died in a railroad disaster. Mrs. Mallard wept in her sisters arms and then goes into another room to be alone. While sitting there, Mrs. Mallard then realizes that she is indeed finally free from her husband. She was free from him ever controlling her again and this made Mrs. Mallard a very happy woman. Then, as Mrs. Mallard walks through the front door she sees her husband. This was such a shock to her both physically and emotionally. Mrs. Mallard dies of a heart attack in the result of this.

Simliarties-

*Both Mrs. Wright and Mrs. Mallared were married to controlling men.
*Both women felt joy and relief with the their husbands being dead.
*Neither women ever had children.

Differences-

*Mrs. Wright's husband was murdered.
*Mrs. Mallard's husband was never dead.
*Mrs. Wright is in jail.
*Mrs. Mallard died of a heart attack.
*Mr. Wright was murdered by his wife.

Jury of Her Peers By: Susan Glaspell

Mrs. Wright supposedly killed her husband while he slept. She tied a rope around his neck. Mrs. Wright, in my opinion was abused by her husband, maybe not physically but mentally and emotionally. She was forced quit singing, and to keep to herself. Mrs. Wright and her husband never had any children which makes me question if he contolled that to. I believe Mrs. wright killed her husband because she couldn't take it anymore. I think the final straw happened when he killed her bird. That bird was the one thing that brought joy to her. It was interesting to see how unworried Mrs. Wright was about going to jail. She was just so happy to finally free from him. However; she was very worried about her fruit preserves. :)

Similarities-

*Both Mrs. Wright and Mrs. Mallard were married to controlling men.
*Both women felt free and relieved with result of their husbands deaths.
*Neither woman had any children.

Differences-

*Mrs. Wrights husband was murdered.
*Mrs. Mallards husband was reported dead and fould out later he was very much alive.
*Mrs. Wright is in jail.
*Mrs. Mallard had a heart attack.

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What A Beautiful Sunday Afternoon!

Today was an awesome day! I got to sleep til' 11:30 am. The clocks have been set up 1 hour and that's ok. The time change doesn't really bother me. It's funny to hear other people fussing about it. I have spent the day cooking, doing laundry, napping, and yes doing some homework! I am ready for this week to come. I love when my house is clean and the laundry is done for the week. It awesome going into the next week all caught up.

"Cathedral" By Raymond Carver

As a very young child I grew believing that my mother was perfect and could do no wrong. Then as I got older I grew to believe everything she said was wrong and that she never did anything right in my eyes. When I finally reached my mid twenties and after having my second child it was then I realized my mother knew exactly what she was doing and talking about. And everything she said was right and the truth. :) Isn't it funny the stages we go through growing up? I love my mother with everything I have and to me she is the best mother anyone could ask for. I just hate it took me as long as it did to realize that.

"The Black Cat" By Edgar Allen Poe

I felt the "Spirit of Perverseness" when I was 16 years old when I chose to shoplift from a local retail store. I knew it was wrong, knew my consequence of getting caught and yet I chose to do it anyway. I had to pay fines, do community service, and was placed on 1 year probation.  Yes I was a typical teenager. As an adult of course I'm very concious and weary of the choices I make. I always strive to do what's best and what's right.

The Curse

About sixteen years ago, I had a "curse" fall upon me.

My curse came with a lifetime of ups and downs. It came in with long brownish blonde hair, big brown eyes, and a whine that could stop traffic...for hours.

I had no idea that this young lady was going to be such a huge part of my life or my heart. I had married her father and knew that he shared custody of her with her mother. However I had no idea that that custody was going to be transferred to me for the rest of my life.

One day, I was sitting around waiting for my husband to come home when I got the call. Her mother had a baby boy who had been seriously injured and I had to go pick up my new daughter. After the long battle with social services, and court hearing after court hearing, she became my daughter. That she has been ever since.

I didn't know I was going to be a mother for a child I never gave birth to. She has grown in my heart even though she didn't grow under it. :)