People of a certian age will remember a cartoon that featured a space-aged family that included a robot maid named Rosie. When I was a kid and felt put upon by my poor working mother who sometimes asked her daughter to help her with the mountain of laundry and dishes that can pile up quick with four kids, I would wish for a Rosie.

People of a certian age will remember a cartoon that featured a space-aged family that included a robot maid named Rosie. When I was a kid and felt put upon by my poor working mother who sometimes asked her daughter to help her with the mountain of laundry and dishes that can pile up quick with four kids, I would wish for a Rosie.


I wanted a robot maid who would run around after my two younger brothers and clean up after them. I never made a mess of course (stop rolling those eyes, that’s my story and I am sticking to it) but I would have liked to have a nicely made bed every evening —especially if I didn’t have to make it in the morning.


While I never got a Rosie while growing up, I continued to think about her from time to time. As a teen of around 13 or 14, I figured surely by the time I was 30, we would all have Rosies — maybe even the flying car too.


Well, 30 came and when and still no Rosie. Sure, cell phones we got a plenty. The televisions keep getting thinner and thinner. Pretty soon they are just going to sell us some high tech kind of paint that we put on the wall and it attracts the television signals. I don’t know what we will do for speakers, but you get my point. But still no Rosie.


Thinking about this one morning I realized that men wanted the phones they could carry around in pockets and the thinner televisions so they pushed for them. Men …well, many men anyway … already have a Rosie. They call her Honey, or babe and she often has a fullt-time job that she works before she goes home to her Rosie duties.


But that leaves women like me and all of those Honeys without the kind of help that Rosie would provide. Sure I could hire an actual woman to clean my house, but that would make me feel bad. I know that after she cleaned my house, she would have to go home and clean her own. I want something that will happily sit in my closet all day till I need her to get out and clean the tub or fold the sheets, especially the fitted ones that are so tricky.


Happy birthday Sunday to Kimberly Cannon, Sara Mullins, Andriana Esparza, Alyce Boatright, Lauren Loving, Johnnie Morales, Latice Rutherford, Glenna Eugene, Sharon Cox and Harold McGruder, all of Sherman; Jimmy Dustin Key, Frances Sparkman and Patty Moss, all of Denison; John Cherry of Howe; Charles Kenneth Kee of Amarillo; Bennie Montgomery of Whitewright; Donald Hubbard and Kimberly Luper, both of Allen; Derek Hughes of Indianapolis, Ind.; Elton Campbell of Houston; Jamesetta Summers of Dallas; Jennifer Wallace of Tom Bean.