Hen Party/ Man Bashing

My sister and I took my mother to visit her last remaining sister in MS. Talk about fun. It really was like a big spend the night party. Her sister lives on a "compound". Aunt Hester lives on 10 acres with all of her kids and grandkids in various dwellings around her. There were lots and lots of kids coming and going. The women folk there have all had man trouble at some point in time so we stayed up until 11:00 man-bashing. That is really late for 80 somethings (folks in their
80's). I did not man-bash bec. I said that after almost 20 years of being married I had it figured out... you just have to ask the man to do the little jobs and they would be willing to do them. Well, I guess I have to eat my words. I had asked David to sweep up some grass on my just-cleaned floor and would you believe that after three days it wasn't done?

Aunt Hester has always been my favorite "blood-kin" aunt. In the 1950's she moved from the country (AL) to a city in MS. She lived in a neighborhood and had coffee with the ladies after the kids went to school. She changed her name to Louise (her middle name) and always wore make-up and fingernail polish. Even at 83 she still puts on make-up and dresses up to go out of the house. She once told me, "Sally, you must always be careful to keep a girlly figure." I think that was her nice way of saving that I had "put on a few".