Not Your Typical Female

I think there is something seriously wrong with me.

I don’t like to shop. I could give a monkey’s butt whether my home decor matches or not (overly much). I love shoes, but I do not obsess over shoes and I would rather go to my OB-GYN than shop for clothes – okay, maybe not, but it’s CLOSE.

And I look like Sarah Palin – at least, according to my husband’s family. Personally? I don’t see it. I have brown hair and brown eyes and that’s where the resemblance ends, in my opinion. Palin is gorgeous. Me? I scare babies on GOOD days.

But I digress …

We went to the hospital last night to have a pizza party with Nanny, who’s stuck in the hospital recovering from pneumonia. (She looked MUCH better!!) And we’re loud enough that we chase every other non-family member out of the waiting room.

We have the place to ourselves.

We laugh. We joke. And I listen to my sisters-in-law swap stories about people they know from church and/or homeschool co-op because they both homeschool their four kids – each.

I’m left out in left field – as usual.

They don’t mean to exclude me, it’s just they are together, face-to-face, for like the first time in weeks and they naturally want to catch up. Me? I’m the black sheep in the family because I’ve opted to send my boys to public school.

It’s a thorn that never really gets plucked. And I’m not going to pluck it now.

But I’m sitting there, listening to both my SIL’s and my MIL talk about the great deals at TJ Maxx and I’m thinking, “What? Who has time to shop? Who WANTS to shop? Who wants to spend that kind of money on clothes/shoes/home decor when there are electronic gadgets to buy and play with!”

Clearly, I’m strange. I feel so … unfeminine around them (is that even a word?)

The husband and I talked about this the other day when he went over to a co-worker’s house (to drop off a grill – long story), and commented about how GORGEOUS their house was. He lamented on the fact that he would like to have a big brick house like that someday.

My response? “You REALLY want to spend all that money just to live in a fancy-smancy house with fancy-smancy stuff?”

He thought about it for a minute and shook his head.

I didn’t think so. And I concur. We’d rather pay off bills and use the extra money to buy new computers, cameras, and every other cool gadget that comes out.

I felt really strange listening to my in-law family talk about everything that I could care less about.

I think that’s a big reason why I don’t have a best girlfriend – I’m not your typical female, I guess.


7 thoughts on “Not Your Typical Female”

  1. Well, Karen, you and I are a lot alike.

    I married into a well-to-do family where all the kids go to private school. My kids attend public school.

    Once, a close male friend of mine commented that the girly-est thing he’s ever witnessed me doing is reading an issue of Cosmo. It hurt my feelings to hear that.

    In playing the game, Battle of the Sexes, I can answer all the “guy” questions with the exception of the golf questions.

    I didn’t discover a love of shoes until I was 32. I came to it late, I don’t really indulge in it because I’m too practical and I still roll my eyes at women who have to have a gazillion pairs of shoes.

    It’s easier to shop for everyone but me. New clothes go to the Hubs, the kids, my horse (blankets for winter!). Every time I do buy something new for me, it’s at the Hubby’s suggestion and I end up playing Barbie doll for him. I do have fashion sense, but as I’m a stay-at-home mom, I’m happy with jeans and hoodies.

    And I prefer to do my shopping online. I don’t like dodging crowds and I don’t have to get dressed up.

    You aren’t alone. It’s ok to not be a girly-girl.

  2. Can you believe that I can count my office clothes with the fingers in my hands? and I only have like, 4 shoes, one in each category (formal, casual, sports and, and…what else..where does my favorite flip flops belong??).

    I am not a big shopper myself and my husband considers himself blessed. πŸ™‚

  3. Blogless Betsy is also not a shopper. I used to be a recreational shopper, back when I was growing up, then married to my first husband, but I quit cold turkey when I married my second husband…right after our wedding I wrote “OK to Pay” on my Ann Taylor monthly charge bill & tossed it in his inbox – let’s just say there was a heated exchange of words… I can’t believe I used to have the mindset that I needed a new outfit for every holiday, party, occasion…. now I wear the same stuff over & over. (PS – the husband quit smoking for me – so we’re even.)

  4. Ah, but you’ve just described me! My idea of shopping for clothes is ordering myself a new Life is Good tshirt πŸ™‚ We’d rather spend our money on gadgets and stuff too. We’re both wanting to get a new receiver soon for our surround sound system in the den. Cool beans, huh?!

    Oh, and buying shoes for me, is like pulling teeth. Hate it. Purses too. Clothes, underwear, decorative items, etc. Ugh.


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