Remember the other day when I explained my kinship with the 1950s aesthetic? Well, it seems that my domestic powers are in fact confined to the second half of the 20th century. Rachel over at Reservation for Six referred me to a site that can test your 1930s housewife prowess. I did not do well. It might have been this requirement that sunk my score:
Reacts with pleasure and delight to marital congress.
I was laughing too hard to take the rest of the test seriously. It sounds like a dream where I end up naked in front of a Senate hearing and must prove how much I enjoy sex with my husband. Here's my score:
 | 34 As a 1930s wife, I am Poor |
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