HalfshellHusband found an article on sexism in debating that talks about the problems and double-standards women face in that arena. He forwarded it to our daughter, who participated in Mock Trial events all four years of high school, and many of the issues described in that piece were all-too-familiar. She regularly encountered the fine line between "assertive" and the perception of being strident, nagging, or bitchy that women face. The comments on hair and clothes happened, too—usually from female judges (the ways in which women impose sexism on other women never fails to anger me).
A lot of this comes down to the filter applied to men's behavior and women's behavior, where the same behavior is "strong" or "admirable" in a man and "overbearing" or "obnoxious" in a woman. Give me strength...
On a happier note, here's something I meant to post on Friday before I got distracted by The Akinator. Our son's birthday cake:
Again, this isn't one of my super-fancy cakes, but it was more of a challenge than some because 1) it would not leave the pan (there's a lot of hidden frosting-based spackle work going on under the surface), and 2) making lines with frosting is of the devil. It belatedly occurred to me that I might be able to use sliced fondant frosting for that, but at the time, the only alternative that came to mind was black licorice whips—which contaminate the flavor of the frosting, so once was enough (the train tracks for a Thomas-the-Tank-Engine-themed cake, from years ago). Bleh.
All right, I need to get ready for bed, because I have an early meeting tomorrow morning. Followed a little later by a meeting, and immediately after that, yet another meeting. It's the reality of that Dilbert cartoon that goes, "I'll need hourly status reports as to why you're so far behind." Management. \o?