I am, in the words of good ole Ozzie Hammerstein, a “girly, womanly, female, feminine, dame.”
I own and have actually deployed a hoop skirt in non-ironic, non-nerd circumstances. I have won blue ribbons for my pies and, thanks to the fine men of Texas, Carolina and Virginia, I’m not entirely sure I have ever touched a door in mixed company.
The being said, I also carry jumper cables.
Once every few years or so I get into a big argument with women who just don’t understand WHY they should carry jumper cables. Isn’t that why they pay AAA? Yeah? Well I have insurance but I still buy Band-Aids.
Here’s the thing: Even if you are a delicate flower of womanhood like myself, you’ve still got to be self-sufficient. It’s part of being an adult, the more tools in your belt, the better prepared you’ll be when stuff breaks all around you.
One of my pet complaints is adults are soft now. Generations X and Y? Essentially useless when it comes to character. Baby Boomers? Forget about it.
Too harsh? Probably.
But I am all about character and so much of what we choose not to learn speaks to a lack of it.
It’s no secret I’ve got just about the smartest, most well-rounded (as it were) readers in the world here at Manolo for the Big Girl, but we are smart and well-rounded mostly in a liberal arts way.
Now don’t get me wrong, I LOVE the liberal arts, but that’s not being well-rounded.
I’m not sure exactly why, but so many folks of my generation(s) lack basic life skills that our grandfathers took for granted. Some of them have outlived their utility (slide rule anybody?) but how many folks can reliably read a map? Drive a stick shift? Change a car battery?
I’m not even talking about the survivalist stuff (someday I will tell you about my survivalist streak. Sure I’ve got a reputation for being high maintenance but Come The Revolution, mama’s gonna be juuuuuust fine). I’m just talking about handy things to know. You might never have to find true north in your life, but it’s nice to know that if the occasion ever presents itself, you’ll be ready.
To that end, let me commend unto you:
I. Love. This. Site.
It is rare, almost impossibly rare, for me to come upon a website and wish I’d written almost every single article. I particularly like the Manly Skills (which just as easily could be renamed Adult Skills). Go, visit. I promise my feelings won’t be hurt when I become your SECOND favorite website.