Hey alaskan i think its great that u cook. My boyfriend and I share the cooking. It makes things so much more fun when u do it together! Same with housework. I almost always wait till he gets home before I do any housework or cooking, and we always do the grocery shopping together too. Sharing is caring!
ethereal: Thank you. I used to be a good house keeper when I was single. A lot less activity and a lot less to clean up. Now the Mrs. is sitting at a table in front of the TV transplanting seedlings.A dog that doesn't know if she wants to be inside or out. Drags in a lot of dirt. But I do water the house plants, all 38 of them, take the garbage out and then to the dump. Pretty good about helping keep up with the laundry. Wash windows 2 times a year. The shopping is another story, Maybe she gets to go once every 2 months. Here if your over 55 you get 10% off on Wednesdays. So I go on senior day. The problem is I stick to the shopping list, if I take S.W.M.B.O. ( She who must be obeyed) She doesn't stick to the list, therefore another $100. at the check out stand. When your young you watch your food budget, when you get older you take great pleasure in food...........
I cook close to every night. there are nights that I'm extremely busy and buy already cooked food, but I'm a vegetarian and it is hard for me to find meatless on the run. Also, why must the WOMAN always have to cook. Get out of the 1950s! We need to teach our children how to cook healthy meals so that they do not depend on others to do it for them! Also, they will know which foods are good or bad. A lot of people do not realize that they are eating poorly.
I absolutely agree bumble... when I moved out 2 years ago, I had absolutely no idea how to cook!! I was having canned spaghetti on toast and two minute noodles for a while there! Now im cooking luscious vegetarian curries, stir-fries, pastas and other yummy wholesome stuff. I so wish that i had somebody to teach me how to cook, I just took for granted that i would have a homecooked meal on my dinner plate each night.
Hell yeah, I cook like some kind of proverbial cooking thing. I'll cook anything, the only things I don't do are the time- and labour-intensive, fatty old-school dishes my mother still cooks every night, that uses just about every pot in the house and takes all afternoon. I eat to live, not live to eat. And I don't cook for no selfish prick who thinks I live my life by my chromosones.
I have the phrase "Make me a sandwich, bitch!" permanently etched onto the frontal cortex of my brain.
I love to cook and do so for my man, even if I'm not hungry. I do it though, not because it's expected of me, but because I feel like I'm giving him something that I'm putting my love and energy into. For me it's another expression of love, and the better I cook, the more he likes it, the happier I am. There are things I expect of him, like taking out the trash, I just don't like to do it. But I see it as what we're willing to do for each other as opposed to set gender roles. Plus lately he's been doing way more laundry than me, it's all about completeing each other. Not following society's expectations.