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Thanks to the few of you who posted – In particular, Linda from Colorado – thanks for sharing your story.

Since I shared my initial frustration with you (along with my sense of victory that partner’s cousin had seen the light), I thought I would share a good thing. From my personal blog, my older brother read my first “Who’s the Man?” post. And absorbed.

I always thought that blogging was for my own mental health. Well, it is. It keeps me (mostly) sane. But this time, it changed something in a way perceptible to me. Brother, his girlfriend, partner and I were spending a night at our parents’ cottage – picking up our puppy from Brother’s girlfriend, who had babysat for a few days. (This story is becoming unnecessarily complicated).

Anyways, we were chatting while I cooked dinner, and somehow, the ‘who’s the man’ thing came up. Well, almost came up. I said something about Partner’s Aunt giving us pink and blue wrapped chocolate for Christmas – I was blue. And then, my crowning achievement:

But you’re not the man. Neither of you is a man.

“Brother!” I exclaimed, happiness at his comment evident, “You get that?”

I read your post. It made sense. By definition, neither of you is the man.

I’m not a raging feminist or anything, but man do I feel accomplished now. Just wanted to share my moment of happiness.

Jen
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