Being born and raised in the Bible Belt South, there is no denying that I have some conservative and traditional views and opinions. I also left the south and spread my wings slightly, exposing myself to all types of things that I’d never see in Tennessee. I like to think of myself as “evolved” or “cultured”, just because I like to give myself descriptive titles. Being back at home, I’ve realized that some things about me will never change. Some traditions practices and opinions are engraved in me for the rest of my life.
1. Women prepare men’s plates.
I don’t remember my grandfather ever making his own plate for any meal. Growing up, when my dad got home from work my sisters and I would warm his dinner, set up his table in front of the TV along with his drink and the remote. Every night. At family dinners, my Gigi makes daddy’s plate. Any boyfriends that my sisters have brought around for a meal have had their plate made by their girlfriend. Whenever I decide to bring a man around, I will make his plate. Whenever I cook for a man, I will make his plate. My husband will not have to make his own plate unless I’m mad at him at meal time or not around. I’m not talking about random snacks. He will not be calling me from whatever I’m doing to grab him a bag of chips and a soda.
2. Men drive.
On dates, men drive. On shopping trips, men drive. Headed to church, men drive. If my significant other/man I’m dating and I are going anywhere in a car, there is a %99.95 chance that he will be in the driver’s seat. We don’t always have to take his car; he is welcome to drive mine. If I had to give a reason why, it would be this: Men are meant to be the head. They lead. Men should also lead when traveling by being the person guiding the vehicle to the desired destination. The reality is, I grew up seeing men drive the car. My man will do the same. And since I will be preparing his plate, I feel like it’s an even exchange.