Oh no! I married a WASP!
March 13, 2009 at 10:13 am (Jumbled Jabbering)
My husband and I are as different from one another as they come:
- I can be loud and boisterous; he’s quiet and soft-spoken.
- I grew up in a French-Canadian Catholic household; he grew up in an Anglican household.
- Cooked cabbage is a delicacy in my family: soups, stews, cabbage rolls; cooked cabbage is considered a filler and therefore for people of lesser means.
- His favourite clothing store is L.L. Bean. ‘Nuf said!
- Talking about feelings is a must as you can’t deal with it unless you get it out in the open; for him, feelings and emotions must be kept out of sight and under control.
- And here’s the kicker: my dad would often eat dinner shirtless (gasp!) in the summertime; unheard of in the Hubby’s household.
- The last two points are considered rude and ill-mannered by WASPs, though that last one is not something even I would want to see. Ever. Again.
- Oh! And apparently WASPs are considered to be uptight. This one’s straight from the WASP’s mouth.
So, what does the acronym stand for? White Anglo-Saxon Protestant. I never knew there was a name for my vespine husband. So, what does that make me? If I was one of them, I would be:
