Everyone knows me as a sweet, soft, gentle girl. I rarely lose my temper, and I don’t involve myself in other people’s drama. Like everyone, though, I have a line. I had an issue with a neighbor of ours who can over indulge in his Bud Lights and run his mouth too much. I don’t take kindly to being disrespected or talked down to. I think some people see the respect and honor I give to Adam and somehow assume that I will automatically give them the same. Just because I follow my husband’s leadership, does not mean that I will give any other man the same authority over me. I am smart as hell. I have a 144 IQ. I’m 100 pounds, but I’m not afraid of anyone. I’m very accurate with my handgun. I don’t tolerate other people’s crap, and I absolutely will stand up for myself and my family. My neighbor didn’t do anything so terrible, but he just would not quit talking down to me and trying to correct me in everything I said or did. Dude, I know how to train my dogs. I understand how pool chemicals work and how to measure them. Non stop things like that. I got to the point where I had to let him know that I wasn’t going to tolerate anymore of his attitude toward me. I think I shocked him and everyone else who was there, but I was effective, and he got the message. All of this got me to thinking. I cannot stand men who have the idea that they are somehow more intelligent and better capable just by virtue of having a penis between their legs. My husband never demanded power over me. I gave it to him. I never gave any of the other men in my life that kind of authority. It is annoying to me that some men actually assume they should be treated like kings because they’re a man. Nah. That ain’t how this works.
Anyway, rant over.