I am not certain how women are born, but they seem to be born with a lot more naturally ingrained into their brains then men are. Four or five times in the last week, Logan has said something that to mean felt forced, almost like she felt like she had to say it. An example being that every time we are going to into a store she will say, “I look awful, I hope I don’t see anyone I know.” It doesn’t matter if we are in Norman, Seminole or Bangor, Maine she will say it. I can count on one hand home many times we have actually stumbled upon someone we knew. Now I have never been one for high fashion, in fact the only times I make certain to look my best are when we are going to the hospital to a newborn or to visit a dieing relative. That way the first and last things people remember are damn, Troy sure looks good.
Then there is that awkward goodbye that women share with a person that they are not really friends with that they haven't seen in a long time. You know the one were one girl says we really should get together soon, and the other responds with, definitely we should not go this long without seeing each other again. If you really cared, you guys would be in touch. Lets all save time and just wave as we get in our cars and drive away. When I say goodbye to someone I could care less about I just make sure my hands are full of stuff that way we cannot hug, handshake or fistpound. Then I say I am going to start the car. Poof I'm gone.
These predetermined statements engross all food items with women. If they are cooking, at the end you will hear, "It's not my best, buts it OK!" This is done to give the woman an out in case it was sugar instead of salt she put on the mashed potatoes. Then if a woman is eating anything at a party they demand to get the recipe and rave about how good it is, but when that person comes over to your house, magically that same item is never on the menu. Then there is my personal favorite; while eating a piece of chocolate cake with crisco icing, a woman will say, "I shouldn't be eating this but I will splurge this one time." (So many retorts so little time.) Didn't you say that last week. Yes, us men care that you look good, but just eat it and move on we don't need the production value. This kind of rational gets adulterous men in trouble all the time but that is not near as accepted as a sliver of dulce de leche cheesecake in your face.
Well the wife and I are heading to D/FW this weekend and I am sure I will get yelled at for this blog, but at least it will give us conversation for the trip. That reminds me about my theory of starting a fight before a road trip....next time.
If you were Curious, this Curtis will be ignored by his wife until he gets in the car.
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