Men...

Men.  So it's said that women are hard to figure out.   I know some days I can't figure out myself out.   The wants, the needs and especially what I care to eat on any given day.  Most men, I have to say, are somewhat easy, but a still confusing type of person.  I know that may seem like a contradiction and it very well may be because men are easy, at least compared to women I suppose. They aren't multi-taskers like most women.  There may be a few exceptions to that one, but not many. One part that may be confusing is they say they don't want the drama-filled friends, don't like love-scene movie night at home or holding hand-frilly bull crap when they really do.  They eat it up.  Why do they have to be like that?  You know they really love to sit an watch episodes of Glee or NYC Housewives or even Project Runway.  Ok Hell's Kitchen is one he might watch with you or listen to you this way it doesn't seem like a girly TV show.  He will listen to you vent about your friends who dumped all their drama bull-crap on your lap that day.  Oh, believe me I am not saying you're not a drama queen at times or can be at least.  I'm just saying it all goes in cycles.  We all do it at one point in our lives. Some of us learn and stop quickly while others continue onto our adulthood.  We all have our days of venting bull-crap.  So don't read into this part.  I'm talking about the men here.  They sit an watch the Kleenex holding, wine-sipping movie with you, oh hell no, not because they wanted to, they're a man, because you asked them to or because maybe it was your night together and he let "you "choose, lol. In all reality he watched the whole move and sucked it all in, of course holding in the tears if you looked at him.



He held your hand during the movie and had to ask you ten times what they were talking about.  Do you know why?  Well let me tell you.  It's so he didn't cry.  This was to break up the drama in the movie scene. It came to me this morning.  I know darn well he could hear the movie just as good as I could.  He just didn't want to end up crying.  I know the real deal.  As for listening to you vent.  Me only hear about half of what you say, maybe less.  Oh and don't ask them to repeat it or of they heard you, of course they heard you they just weren't listening.  They just want to seem as if they were paying attention to you.

Men love to work.  Ok, most men love to work.  There are two types of men.  Those who work and those who lounge.  Its easy.  There is no in between.  You work hard at everything you do, no if, ands or buts.  Then there is the lounger, nothing more.  They lounge, where ever they are, no matters who's house.  If this is your life, my hats off to you and I guess you already brought them a beer or someone did.

Men were built to work just as women were built to have babies.  I know I seem as if I were one sided, but that is the was we were made.  I'm sorry, but it is true.  Men, cannot, physically have babies IF they were born a man.  OK, now that thats out of the way.  I am sorry if you cannot have babies or feel as if in any way I said anything that may make you feel bad.  Me, I think every man should pass at least a 3mm kidney stone to feel what it is like to go through child birth, especially the ones who think their spouses/ significant others should have more than 1 or 2 children.  It's not pain free.  I had 2 children both without any pain medicine at all, all natural.  I didn't have any time to, believe me after the first one, three days, yes days of labor, I would have loved to have had something.  My second one came in 3 hours, so again I didn't have time.



Back to the men.  Now you have many levels of working men.  This is where its confusing.  There's the work hard, hardly working, work your ass off and do nothing but work.  You have the man who gets up, goes to work comes home then hangs out.   You have the man who gets up goes to work, hardly working comes home and becomes the lounger.  You have the man who gets up works his ass off, comes home and might hang out on occasion or go home and work on his home or other stuff.  You have the man who gets up, goes to work, works hard, does nothing but work, comes homes, does nothing but work and barely hang out or lounge.  Then you have the last one the man who never really works, he may on occasion have a job here and there but something always happens to keep home from working, an illness, another employee, no car, something, but of course never his own fault because he, as he states is always looking and there is never anything that is good enough for him.

Now, if you take these levels of working men and categorize them you will see how confusing, but easy it is.  They all work, actually and yet they all are deep down wanting the same thing, to be loved.  But don't tell them that.  This would make them less of a man to themselves, I suppose?

So what kind of man do you have? Work and sit on his ass or work and nothing but work?

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