I thought Mexicans didn't let their wives work?

If there's any one word that people who know me will use to describe me it's "judgemental". I totally disagree, but it's the sad truth. The people closest to me find me to be stuck up, harsh, and stereotyping. I do steretype sometimes, but only because most times it's true. I probably just put the nail in the coffin on tha tone. Ok so what I'm judgemental.

So there's two stereotypes most people have about Mexicans (man or woman): they're hard working, willing to do work that most spoiled Americans will not for wages that would cause our mouths to drop. Even the poorest of Americans would rather stand in line and collect a check (well they're cards now) than clean the crap out of a hotel's toilets or scrub dishes at minimum wage. The second stereotypical thing we think about Mexican men is that their women are at home, barefoot and pregnant busy raising a tribe full of kids. Does this sound bad to you? Well too bad because you know you've thought it before.

Never have I sought a man for the things or life that I thought he could give me. When I fell in love with Rick I was just out of college, starting a lucrative career in corporate America. I had high hopes of going far and even returning to school for my Masters within the year. Three years later I'm trudging into work everyday and in over my head in GMAT textbooks. To top it all off Rick and I have been together all 3 of these years and I am neither married, pregnant, nor barefoot. Three things I really wouldn't mind being right now. So how is it that I managed to get the most acculturated, self-absorbed Mexican man in Chicago. If you ask him, HE'D rather stay home and let me bring home the bacon!

That's not the stereotype I know at all!! The worse part is that he makes damn good money. If he would just pick up a side job, like all Mexicanos do we'd be set. I could stay home, sleep til noon, go to the gym, post these stupid blogs, cook a big dinner, and be completely content. A woman who says she needs a career to be happy needs to find a hobby and a man because I havea enough stuff to do in the day without adding work to the list.

Hey if I get bored maybe I'll start a business, do what I really like, but all the time not have to be worried about paying bills. Who knows maybe the business would take off. That tends to happen when you do something you enjoy, right? I would start bringing in money and then wah-lah I'd really be content. Isn't that all I really want though? The courage to stop worrying about the bills and actually follow my dreams. Do I really need Rick to get a second job and fulfill my Mexicano stereotype in order for me to be happy? Well, that gotta pretty deep, pretty quick now didn't it.