Jenny Erikson’s colleague Wendy Robinson at Cafe Mom has created a savings account preparing for her daughter’s special day. No, not her wedding, her divorce:
I’m so convinced that every woman should have money that would give her the freedom to walk away from a bad relationship, that I’m already starting to save for my daughter. She’s no where near needing it yet, but some day she might.
On a related note, from The Political HEAT (H/T Red Pill Latecomer): Proud Single Mom January Jones: Father Figure Would Be Toxic For My Son
It’s good to have strong women around a man. To teach him to respect women. He doesn’t have a male person in his life saying ‘don’t cry’ or ‘you throw like a girl.’ All those sh**ty things dads accidentally do.
I just don’t feel I need a partner. Do I want one? Maybe. But I don’t feel unhappy or lonely. It would have to be someone so amazing that I would want to make room. Someone who would contribute to my happiness and not take away from it.
I want a manly man in flannel, with a beard and an axe. But then there’s always something wrong with him. Like he’s a Republican.
Where have all of the good men gone? Don’t their fathers raise them to be real men? All she wants is an old school manly lumberjack who is a sensitive new age guy, a man who chops down trees with his bare hands and then cries at sunsets while eating dolphin safe tuna. Is that too much to ask?