What do all of you think of when you think of "shojo manga"? (Other than, "Ugh, either put a macron over that first O or spell it with a U. Gosh." Relax; it's a stylistic choice and doesn't affect the pronunciation to most Americans.) Please don't be afraid to comment! We want to know you're answer, whether you like or dislike shojo!
Changing the subject completely, I had an intriguing thought while playing the organ in sacrament meeting today, that might serve as an example of why I keep messing up while I'm playing. (Because I'm not focused, you see.)
Anyway, there was one song where I couldn't play all four of the notes there at the same time, and the accompaniment in the hymnbook is basically the soprano-alto-tenor-bass parts. So I had to sacrifice either the alto note or the tenor note. During the four verses, I think I alternated, depending on which one felt easier at the time (I know; it's the same notes every time, but somehow...). And while I was failing to play all four notes, I wondered. Not that there was someone singing for each of the four parts, but did playing the tenor note instead of the alto note mean I was catering to the men in the congregation (who are much less likely than the women to be singing parts anyway, Athena points out)? I decided that I should play the tenor note, though, because I trusted that there were more altos (women) who would know the part well enough that they wouldn't need me to play it. But in that case, am I perpetuating the laziness of men, making it so they don't have to go to the trouble of learning their part?
It was just a silly little thought, and really there's no requirement to sing at all, let alone parts other than the melody. I think it's just the result of reading lots of tweets about portraying women in whatever medium people portray them in.
Today I'm thankful for getting to wear our pretty new dresses at church today, said dresses fitting, the adorable pizza delivery girl who delivered our pizza last night, deals on stuffed crust pizza, and the amazing deliciousness of the chocolate truffles we bought on sale a few weeks ago and didn't start eating until a couple days ago.