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 |
That's the one that did it for me too. Did you check to see how you'd do as a husband? ;)
ReplyDeleteHey, you still did WAY better than *I* did! My score was so bad that you'd think I wasn't taking the test seriously, either, but I was. Isn't that sad (for my husband, I guess)?
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