Derfwad Manor

Mrs. G is totally crazy. Okay, so we do not have a degree is psy­chol­ogy. But gen­er­ally we can see a whack-job from a mile away. Mrs. G talks of her­self in the third per­son. We would have been con­cerned, make that VERY con­cerned if she weren’t so damn funny. She writes of her life, “Mrs. G. lives in the North­west with her hus­band and two chil­dren, ages 13 and 17. She has opin­ions about every­thing but is an author­ity on noth­ing… She loves pub­lic radio and was a reg­u­lar com­men­ta­tor for two years on pub­lic radio sta­tion WUNC in Chapel Hill, North Car­olina. She has pro­duced two radio doc­u­men­taries for NPR’s Sound­print pro­gram.”

A for­mer win­ner of The Ris­ing Blog­ger award sug­gested this nom­i­nated post. It seems Mrs. G spent a lot of her time with her best friend Faye who has since moved away. She and Faye had very active imag­i­na­tions and decided after their kids were grown and the hus­bands gone that the rest of their lives would be spent at Women’s Colony, which is also the title of her post. Of this endeavor, Mrs. G tells us, “Dur­ing their many days and months of hard­core moth­er­ing, birthing of addi­tional babies, sapped mar­riages and over­all weari­ness, they would fre­quently talk about the Women’s Colony that they would retire to when the kids were grown, and the hus­bands were gone. Just exactly how the hus­bands would be gone wasn’t exam­ined at any length. The fan­tasy was more about the sanc­tity of a female refuge for older, tired women who needed some sort of estro­gen infused utopia. When times were tough, they would sim­ply utter Women’s Colony and nerves would ebb, hope would rally, din­ner would make it to the table, chil­dren would be bathed, bed­time sto­ries would be read, and, finally, wine bot­tles would be drained.”

We’ve already told you too much. So to really enjoy Mrs. G, drop by her blog called Der­fwad Manor. The post, Women’s Colony, was writ­ten on April 5, 2008 and is our Post of the Day!

Review writ­ten by BUD WEISER.