One of my beloved chick friends (coincidentally, also my Muse) told me one day, “Lady, you are a fucking Viking!” Stunned by this comparison, given that the Vikes were notoriously fierce, ambitious, and mofo tough, I did a little research on these blond-haired beauties and found that I concur 100% with the Muse’s estimation. So in the spirit of observation, education, and affirmation, here are a few relatively similar facts between myself and my beloved Vikings! (Cohen 1)
First of all, Viking women accrued property and had the balls to get a divorce and reclaim their stuff if the blondie in question was not true to his horn. Check!
Second, the men got the groceries. Now, this is what I’m talking about! Anyone who knows me will tell you how much I hate the dreaded grocery store. Check!
I do not wear a helmet (sorry to burst anyone’s fantasies!) and apparently, neither did those vicious Vikes cover their beautiful tresses with such a ghastly style faux pas. Check!
I am resourceful to the bone; perhaps this talent was acquired by the combining of creativity and uncertain finances but I can make a gourmet meal and a stylish outfit from nothing more than what is in the fridge and a couple of yards of cloth. I guess the Norse Lords were a bit more pragmatic because they used their urine to cure stuff to make it flammable. (Damn!) Check!
I know that Bettie Page is my Gravatar but that is because she is absolutely fabulous and sexy and everything that I want to be when I grow-up. However truthfully, I have always been a blonde. I have the natural shade and coloring of the true blondie with the exception of my hazel-green eyes. Check!
Of course the Norse 🙂 were known for their courageous and seafaring spirit and could kick any tribes’ ass when it came to adventuring. They slept out of doors wherever they chose to lay their blond locks and I love the outdoors too! I love to camp and hike and run and cook outside (we all know how much better the food tastes when cooked on a campfire). Check!
Those blond-haired beauties were also known for their independent and nonconformist lifestyles. Entrepreneurs to the bone, they marched to the beat of their own drums, never mind what those other tribes were up to, the Vikings lived the Frank Sinatra life and did it their way. As an INFP, bam sucka—Check!
Everyone hates smelly, sweaty, unbathed humans and the Nords were no exception. Maintaining an unusual degree of personal hygiene, the Vikings were known for their daily bathing and grooming rituals. I am known for my love of bathing. In fact, I do not take showers unless I am out of town. Nothing compares to a long, hot soak in a garden style tub with candles burning and the scent of bubbles—sublime. Check!
I know that my Muse was being facetious when she compared me to a Viking but after hearing my life story at a speaker event, she must have been overcome and appreciative of her own upbringing and experiences. I have to admit that I rather enjoy thinking of myself as one of those savage Nordic types and I know that I am exploring strange and unknown territory in regard to my family of origin. I have lived through the sixties with teenage parents, a kidnapping and molestation at knife-point, a rape, and twenty-plus years with a compulsive gambler; I have had my own struggles with booze and sex and come out on the other side; I have raised three beautiful and intelligent daughters, all three college educated and I just completed my degree last year. Through it all, I have explored, obtained wisdom, learned empathy and compassion, and now I sit here doing what I love: writing. Yes, I have to admit that I am a fucking Viking!
Cohen, J. (20130. http://www.history.com/news/history-lists/10-things-you-may-not-know-about-the-vikings