First day of class. You don't really know if you're in the right room, or if the pants you have selected are of good quality, but before you know it, some dude* is giving you a syllabus with a pretentious-sounding course objective and her phone number on the top of it. Is this is the right place for me?, you think. Is that guy with a backwards baseball hat smart, or am I in a class of rubes? Could I socialize with said baseball hat guy?
The point is, the first day of class is reserved for a broad rhetorical discussion. What is the point of things, where are we all going, will the tests be graded on a curve.
And so I present the first day of lady times class. Here are some key questions, delivered by someone who may or may not have the authority to ask them:
What is feminism?
Why are we ladies?
What is food?
Why is food important?
How long does it take to learn the secrets of grandma cooking?
Why are we ladies?
What are our lady times?
For next time, do some reading. I don't care what kind, but it has to have boobs in it, or butter.
*As always, 'dude' is a term we use in the genderless sense. We're takin' it back, '90s.
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You should for sure share your thoughts on Heavenly Mother and the lady/priesthood dynamic. I'd love to hear about that.
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