Alaskan Womanhood

I've had a rather glamorous morning assisting my husband's installation of a new septic system. This is what we Alaskan women do when we're not buying lipstick or attending hockey games.

But I digress...where was I? Oh yes, standing in the bottom of a sewage-littered trench holding a metal rod while my husband takes measurements with one of those tripod thingies. He's not in the sewage trench, mind you. I'm not sure how I ended up being the one on the crap-covered end of the stick. But such is the life of an Alaskan woman. Equality and all that.

And what does the style-conscious Alaskan woman wear while holding a metal stick in a sewage trench? Besides the lipstick, of course. Well...fellow fashion mavens, I'm happy to report that I was wearing boot cut jeans, dark denim with silver embroidery on the patch pockets. Since it was a bit cold and drizzly, I bypassed this Fall's must-have ruffled blouse and chose an Old Navy red fleece pullover instead. But I WAS wearing boots - which if you've been paying attention to the action at Bryant Park is THE must-have accessory this season. They were men's size 13 rubber knee boots, bearing the paint remnants of their former role as part of Caleb's Darth Vader costume. How I managed to stroll up and down my septic runway in shoes four sizes too large for me can only be a testament to the grace we Alaskan women show under pressure. Not only can we navigate raw sewage while wearing galoshes fit for Goliath, but we do it with style and grace.

I wonder if this makes me qualified to be VP?? Perhaps I better freshen up my Republican Red lipstick....

Charity