Road Apples: girlie house

December 21, 2005

girlie house

In my next life I want to live in a house full of men. Which means I will be single (possible), female (not possible) or a homosexual (out of the question). Oh sure they look cute and cuddly in this snap from 1994 but don't let that fool you. They were eleven years younger then; now they are teenagers and that means I live with one grown and two almost grown women. My life is pure misery.

Guys don't worry about wet towels on the floor or a few paper plates and cups left on the end tables over night after watching a football game or a good shoot 'em up. With guys, I wouldn't have to put up with every episode of "Friends" ever made on the telley, girlie things in the bathroom or long blond hairs all over my clothes. The women I live with complain about a few tiny insignificant grey whiskers in the sink. I mean they are hardly noticeable. I don't even see them if I don't have my specs on.

And I have to contend with female hormones dripping all over the house and puddelling in the women spaces where they tend to gather. They squabble with each other over the smallest things then they make up and get all huggie and kissie. Ya ya, I know I sound like a male chauvinist pig. But guys don't worry about silly things like feelings. All we need is "how's it going dude?" once a day and we're good to go.

I wouldn't even miss the good night kiss from each of my women at bedtime. I don't think I would miss the "I love you, pops" and peck on the cheek in the morning before I go to work. I almost forgot about the breakfast in bed on fathers day with the scramble eggs and cheese just the way I like them. Maybe I should reconsider more carefully how nice it is sometimes after a long day at school when my youngest sits on my lap and says with that special smile, ” how was your day dad”. Excuse me a minute; I seem to have something in my eye.

On second thought, I think this life is as good as it gets; please forget what I just wrote.

Posted by roadapples at December 21, 2005 09:12 AM

You old softie. Have a good Christmas.

Posted by: Tjilpi at December 21, 2005 09:17 PM

Thanks Greg and I hope that you and yours have a very merry Christmas too.

Posted by: road apples at December 21, 2005 11:04 PM

With girls like that, what's not to love? I'd wish you a gaggle of grandchildren of the female persuasion to go with your current brood - some day in the distant future, naturally - but it might send you over the edge.

Lovely post. And lovelier ladies in your life. May it always hold true.

Posted by: Jennifer at December 22, 2005 08:31 PM

all nicely done.
a very merry and a happy too, whatever, but of course that seems to be a given. cool.

Posted by: kim at December 22, 2005 10:28 PM

Road apples, I came over to thank you for today's visit. You are an old softy, and I knew as I was reading that you would change your mind before you ended. YOu can't hide it!

Merry Christmas!

Posted by: kenju at December 23, 2005 09:05 PM

/bite lower lip
I feel your pain.
/release lip

Posted by: Paul at December 28, 2005 09:58 PM