Michael sent this to some friends via email, and as I read these things, I was reminded that sometimes I think I should have been a man. SOMETIMES. Then I think- for all the delicate and intricate things that make women who we are, NO, I am happy to be a woman and…in spite of all our faults, I think most men appreciate us for who we are.

In response to Michael’s list, I have my thoughts in BOLD.

Why it is good to be a man?

1. Your ass is never a factor in a job interview.
If I were interviewing, you better think twice about this. YES, your ass would be a factor.

2. Your orgasms are real. Always.
I don’t fake them, ever. If they suck or don’t happen, HE hears about it. It’s his fault. And he has to fix that.

3. Your last name stays put.
I think I am going to change my last name back to it’s maiden form.

4. The garage is all yours.
When we had a house my garage was MINE. With all my junk too.

5. Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Weddings are a huge waste of money. All the planning and expenses are just symbols of something. I wouldn’t plan my own wedding..hell I’m never getting married again.

6. You never feel compelled to stop a friend from getting laid.
Hell no.

7. Car mechanics tell you the truth.
They know better than to try and con me.

8. You don’t give a rat’s ass if someone notices your new haircut.
I don’t give a rats ass what my hair looks like. I don’t even brush it half the time.

9. Hot wax never comes near your pubic area.
(!), uugh. No. Natural is best.

10. Same work .. more pay.
I get paid more than any guy who does the same thing I do. In fairness, sort of, not to many men could do what I do for a living.

11. Wrinkles-add character.
I am proud of my wrinkles, and I have earned them.

12. You don’t have to leave the room to make emergency crotch adjustments.
I do adjustments no matter WHO is around!!

13. Wedding Dress $2000; Tux rental $100.
I never had a wedding dress- my wedding was something I didn’t plan and would have not gone through with had I been sober. Wedding gowns and all that mean nothing to me- just symbols of wasted money.

14. If you retain water, it’s in a canteen.
I look healthier when I have a few more pounds on.

15. People never glance at your chest when you’re talking to them.
I ALWAYS look at a mans chest when he’s talking. ALWAYS. I stare. And ponder. And sometimes drool.

16. New shoes don’t cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
I don’t wear the shoes that cause blisters and ouchies- IOW, I wear the right size. Most women don’t- they go for the next size down so their feet LOOK smaller. DORKS. Some don’t even know they are wearing the wrong size!

17. One mood, ALL the damn time.
True enough. I have never met a man who had any moods. At all. Who knows a man who gets grouchy? Or cranky? Or who turns into a sour puss when he doesn’t get his way? Or who gets pissed off at work? Or who is happy the weekend is here?

18. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds.
I don’t speak A LOT when I’m on the phone. Not like my friends anyway.

19. A five-day vacation requires only 1 suitcase.
Men are so into themselves. I don’t own a suitcase. A backpack, a small one, is ALL I take when I am on a vacay- & thats only when I’m gone for more than a week.

20. You can open all your own jars.
I open all my own jars. I use my teeth!

26. You can quietly watch a game with your buddy for hours without ever thinking “He must be mad at me.”.
The quieter the better. Anytime I have ever watched the games with the guys, they don’t shut up.

27. No maxi-pads.
I don’t use maxi pads.

28. If another guy shows up at the party in the same outfit, you just might become lifelong friends.
No one ever wears what I wear to parties and I never dress up.

29. You are not expected to know the names of more than five colors.
NOW this is probably more true than false.

30. You don’t have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
I have never had to stop and think. Duh.

31. You are unable to see wrinkles in clothes.
I do see wrinkles in clothes and I say SO WHAT. I never iron.

32. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
I haven’t purposely changed my hair -ever. EVER. Only when I do something stupid to it, like cut it while drunk, have I had to change it.

33. Your belly usually hides your big hips.
The only time my belly was bigger than my hips was when I was pregnant. Actually even then this wasn’t so- my bellly popped out and my hips stayed the same as they have always been.

mmmMMMmm- this is a favorite in my house…kids love them!!
* 2 medium ripe bananas, mashed or pureed (1 cup)
* 1 egg
* 1/2 cup buttermilk
* 1/4 cup vegetable oil
* 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
* 1 cup sugar
* 3/4 cup + 2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
* 6 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa
* 1 teaspoon baking soda
* 1/4 teaspoon baking powder
* 1/4 teaspoon salt

Preheat oven to 350ºF. Stir together bananas, egg, buttermilk, oil and vanilla in large bowl; set aside.

Combine sugar, flour, cocoa, soda, baking powder and salt in medium bowl; stir into banana mixture. Stir just until moistened.

Line 12 muffin cups with paper liners. Lightly coat with vegetable spray. Fill two-thirds full with batter.

Bake 25 minutes or until toothpick inserted comes out clean.

*1 1/2 cups PC Organics All Purpose Flour - Unbleached
*1 cup PC Blue Menu Fiber First Multi-Bran Cereal
*3/4 cup granulated sugar
*1 tsp baking soda
*1 cup mashed ripe bananas (about 3)
*2 eggs
*1/4 cup PC Organics 100% Pure Safflower Oil
*1 cup fresh blueberries (wild!!)

1. Preheat oven to 350°F. Spray 9 X 5-inch loaf pan with PC Blue Menu Canola Oil Cooking Spray.

2. In large bowl, stir together flour, cereal, sugar and baking soda. In another bowl whisk together banana, eggs and oil. Using wooden spoon, stir banana mixture into flour mixture. Do not over mix. Stir in blueberries. Spoon into prepared loaf pan.

3. Bake in center of oven for 50 to 55 minutes or until tester inserted in center comes out clean. Cool in pan for 10 minutes. Transfer to wire rack to cool completely.

YUMMMAY!

The one item of clothing I cannot do without. I have several pairs of these Levi jeans…size 4. I have had them for 4 yrs now.

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I own this shirt and wear it to “special events”. It’s from Travelsmith- never wrinkles or stains or shrinks. It’s also great to bring to the beach or hiking- because it’s so easy to wear and it takes the bite out of the wind.

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My other white shirt- for dressy things. Same as the one above- it’s care. And it goes with everything.

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And this is a gem. A real suede shirt that is washable…dryable (is that a word?) and fits very well.

UPDATE::: I have a fetish for white shirts. I own each of these…

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Oh and yeah…this….:mrgreen:

Last week when we were absorbed with helping Kim, my friend Tammy was there, helping out with cooking and taking care of all the little details. She and I haven’t seen each other in a couple months, so we had some time to reconnect. From that, we made a lunch date for yesterday.

I love Tammy: She is a good friend who is light hearted, funny and she gives me endless hours of laughs. We don’t have much in common at all- she lives the GOOD life and has it all and wants more. She is a stay at home kind of person who doesn’t always like to do things. Her idea of a good time is going to the avant and ultra modern spas in Boston. We share common interests in our work, and in politics. Tammy is true Republican. And she’s an excellent person to work with. For all her high drama acts, she is a passionate and loving person.

As we dined yesterday we talked about the weather and how it’s changing- the days are getting shorter and colder. We had ice on our cars Saturday morning. Not frost. ICE. She mentioned her need to switch over her wardrobe and invited me over to help. I almost declined, because I know what this means. BUT I decided it would make a dull afternoon a little more lively and it would give me something to laugh at. So I went over to her place.

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