“If they ever invent a vibrator that can open pickle jars, we’ve had it” desperate man declared recently
There are many ways to miss a man about the house but some “boy” jobs- with a little practice- we should figure out on our own. Don’t wait till you go out on your own to learn how-
– to fill the windshield wiper fluid and change a tire
-figure out which direction is North (it’s so cute the way it never changes)
-to work the BBQ
-read a map
– to use a caulking gun
-to wrestle Christmas trees into stands and reinforce them ideally just before they fall over
-to find out where your money is and how the darn stuff works
– to play with my handy pals; Phillips, Flathead and Allen.
– to delight in power tools- here the ones we can use in public. My children read this blog.
-to mow the lawn – far more satisfying than vacuuming
– to light a bonfire with damp wood
-to carry twice your weight
– to look under the hood
-to, if all else fails, learn to hire someone to do it for you, without guilt.
Gloria Steinem once said ” A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle.” But she has found out that they are truly indispensable and wonderful. She married one recently for the first time at 63.
Even a fish that swims well would rather get there by bike. But you never know when the chain might fall off.
I see google is adding an ad to your postings on a regular basis. That supports the fact that you are indeed attracting a good audience. Your postings are good – well thought out – especially this one. The moral of the story is that – some women marry men who want to be taken care of and all of these points came into play years ago. Necessity is the mother of invention. keepo up the good work bitsy
we all want to be taken care of and to take care of, I think. I am glad you like this one- I suspect I may hear from a few who are insulted that I say they may not know how to do these things for themselves. It is said with a grain of salt but also some truth.Thanks for the kind words from one who clipped the hedge, balanced the books, trapped the mice, scooped the poop, ran a few businesses and did all the “girl” things forever
I remember reading that Steinem quote on a bathroom wall in university. I sufferered in the need state, for a long, long time.
Things changed when I began to think of myself as “wanting” the bicycle. I realized that needing in my mind is qualitatively a different category of being.
When we want things, and fully grasp what that wanting entails, we can make a lot of different things work.
Need on the other hand has the tendency to distort perspectives of the needed.
That’s just my two fins worth.
I can hardly wait for your intelligent replies Idas. My how we have grown. But in the end we are all the same.