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Sisters Of The Apronhood... Unite!

Updated on August 12, 2010

Our Short Time Apronhood

I moved into a new place, and a couple of friends were there to help out. There was Deana, and Scarey Sherry. (Don't ask me how she ever got that nick-name... It's a mystery to me). It was a cool evening as the unpacking began to take it's toll, with mountains of boxes left taped up. We were all wearing long sleeves against the hint of a chill.

Durning a break in the unpacking drudge, we decided to have a sip of wine, and listen to some music. The diningroom was a wide opened space, not yet filled with the coming furniture, and the accoustics were pretty good. So we sat on the floor and started taking turns choosing CDs. The wine continued to flow, and soon we were on our feet dancing.

Eventually the rythmic workout caused us all to break a sweat. (Don't forget those cozy long sleeves)! Well, who knew where my box of tee shirts and tank tops were in the stacks and stacks of square cardboard containers? I didn't. But a knew where my pristine stack of, (already unpacked), white bib aprons were!

I dashed and grabbed them, passing one out to each of the other girls, keeping one for myself. We shucked the blouses, sweaters, and pullovers, and adorned our lovely, (?), female selves with those handy aprons! The three ringed party rocked on!

At some point in our wine induced state of being, we formed a new sisterhood. We decided that we would from then on, and forever after be, "The Sisters Of The Apronhood"! We began to hold regular Thursday night meetings!

On Thursdays we always had music, that was just a given. Sometimes making it ourselves with beans in tins, or Scarey Sherry's harmonica and my flute, drumsticks on a book we had there to review, or the trusty CDs.

Membership was growing!  By the third week there were 5 Sisters Of The Apronhood in attendance! Thursday evenings between 7:00 and 9:00 was fast becoming something to truely look forward to.

We always had a a session of apron decorating, with a different girl's idea being accomplished at each meeting. And believe me, those white aprons came to life! We painted! We beaded! We stitched! There was a gossip session, and a gifting session. With a different girl bringing a small gift to each of the other members weekly. This was usually something to further adorn our now treasured aprons.  But other times it might be copies of a favorite recipe, a keepsake box, or something cheap, but thoughtful.  Sometimes we ate.  Sometimes we sang.  And we always had a blast!

But we were starting to get flack from some of the males that revolved around the outer circle of the Apronhood. The kid decided we were crazy, Scarey Sherry's boyfriend was plain jealous, and even insisted on "sitting" in one Thrusday. He was fit to be tied when he spoke up durning the gossip session, and was reminded he was there as an observor, not a participant. Thanks very much, but "This is just not a "guy" thing".

Next a couple of husband's of the new members started to suspect we were having just too much fun. Grumbling on their part ensured, and members began to be worried about taking time away from their families.

So one night we invited all the boysfriends and husbands to come to a meeting, with dinner to follow. Just to let them see we were having strictly innocent fun. My boyfriend, who was never upset with what we were doing, even went so far as to purchase little half aprons like waitresses wear, and present them to the other guys, laughinly, saying they were now Brother's Of The Sisters Of The Apronhood! I thought that gesture was VERY funny, and believed it had gone over well.  The men ajourned to the livingroom and some televised sport or the other, and the meeting went on as usual. 

After the evening ended, I fully expected the Apronhood to blossom on into a really nice experience for more and more women.


After that night,  two of the new members resigned, sadly, due to MORE pressure from the men in their lives. Soon after, Scarey Sherry stopped coming to meetings too. Also because of friction with her boyfriend. She was in tears when she told me she had to resign. When the meetings dwindled down to just Deana and myself, it finally piddled out to nothing!  We hugged and hung our aprons up together for the last time.

So The Sisters Of The Apronhood is now only a sweet fond memory. But for awhile I was a founding member of something very special. Precious moments of female togetherness. Where running the home, making money, taking care of the family, worry about bills, appointments, the food budget, Fido's shots, and all the other wonderful, mundane part of being a mother, wife, or committed girlfriend, sat on the back burner. Moments of pure joy, girly laughter, womanly wisdom, music, and the occasional tear.

Too bad those b*st*rds had to ruin it!


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    • RunAbstract profile image

      RunAbstract 7 years ago from USA

      Wife Who Saves, I know... men can be such butt-butts!

      Sadly my dear friend Scarey Sherry passed away. There will never be another sisterhood like the one we had. I'm just grateful we had the good times together while it lasted. And the memories are wonderful.

      Thank you for the comment!

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      Wife Who Saves 7 years ago

      It's a shame that men would be jealous of women having 2 hours out of the week to themselves. You had such a wonderful time together, why not find another way to continue with the friendships?

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      RunAbstract 7 years ago from USA

      Thank you so much for the wonderful comment!

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      Scribenet 7 years ago from Ontario, Canada

      RunAbstract...Good descriptive writing! Love your ending. Guess the men just didn't catch on to the idea, being as they are not into "bonding" and such. However, too bad they had to spoil the fun!

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      RunAbstract 7 years ago from USA

      Thank you all for reading, and commenting!

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      ExpandYourMind 7 years ago from Midwest USA

      What a good idea and how sad it didn't continue to grow. Thanks for sharing.

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      Lori J Latimer 7 years ago from The River Valley, Arkansas

      Been like that for the last 2000 years. Generally, men cannot stand when women reach a divine state...look at the joy, music, bonding, and creativity...who would stand in the way of this????? Not Martians, those from the Planet Uranus!! tweeted

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      Dim Flaxenwick 7 years ago from Great Britain

      Awesome, funny, sad, wonderful. I can just imagine being there. You drew a great picture with your words.

      To quote my ólder than her years´granddaughter... ¨Don´t be sad´cos it´s over, just be glad that it happened¨¨............... Enjoyed this hub very much. Take care x

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      Daniel V. 7 years ago from Romania

      Hi RunAbstract, The Brother's Of The Sisters Of The Apronhood just made my evening :) I really enjoyed reading this.