The Importance of a Woman’s Brain

Gal’s brains too are full of great things as I learned from this past weekend’s newspaper too… Now I can honestly say that I can finally understand myself after all these years… Ok, it’s taken awhile but I know now!!!

It is said that gal’s brains are divided into sections too, so that we have at least something in common with guy’s brains… what a small world it seems to be!!!

Diet section: I’ve been watching my weight for years, but I can always find something new to think about when it comes to dieting like: no candy bars for the next 2 days.. And now I already feel better with this thought because it is part of my diet.

Hair section: A nightmare when your hair doesn’t look good and I have a bad hair day…. No more thoughts today except my hair … OMG!!!!!

What to wear section: Oh, that takes up a major section of my brain and when I open my closet door and stand there I have make that all decisive decision “ what do I wear today?” – You can sort of compare this to a multi-million dollar decision as to how to run a company… But running a company could be easier!!!

Shoe section: Key section and equal to the “what to wear section”…. I love my shoes so much that my brain cells are shaped like shoes… to keep my thoughts focused.

Spending money section: Stores here I come!! But this section of the brain is connected to your wallet, so how much you spend depends on how much money is in your wallet… but a degree of happiness is always there.

Speaking section: Now, I would rate this as the utmost important section of a gal’s brain because many of us gal’s love to talk and I can only speak for myself… I could talk for hours and never run out of things to say!

So, gal’s when you put all those great sections of your brain together we have great thoughts, and talking about that… Have a happy time thinking about whatever it may be!

Gray Hair .. then Tuning may help!

It is said that there could be a cure for guys getting gray hair…. Tell me where I can find it, because my guy is starting to get a couple of those gray hairs.

Now don’t misunderstand me here I am not the culprit who gave him those gray hairs.. OK I think he got them from just plain old getting up there in age, so too say “maturing”, because he doesn’t like to hear me say” he is getting old”… though then again I don’t like that sentence either and I bet there are some of you out there who think the same way I do too.

Sorry, got a bit off the tangent… Sounds so uppity using those words doesn’t it??

Gray hair or hairs – I can see it now and I have seen it too in some drug stores where guys are secretly scurrying down that aisle where those men’s hair products are sold that promise to bring back the guys hair color in only couple of days or weeks and of course would we gals notice that the guys hair was turning back to its original color before he started to go gray….NO WAY!! And if we did .. Now gals let’s be honest “Would you say anything to spoil the guys fun he is having dying his hair?” I bet not!

I’ve noticed my guy in the bathroom recently taking a closer look at his hair and at first I thought what is he doing there looking at his hair and then noticed that he was counting his gray hairs… The thought alone makes my hair gray, but thank goodness nature likes me, so I’m lucky soooooo far.

Do other guys look in the mirror to see if they are getting or have gray hairs??? Though this seems to be a hot topic because I see more and more commercials on TV for those products and the names alone sound like some motor oil for the car… a good one is: “Tuning for the hair”… How does that work??

Does the tuning take place at the garage which is really a guy’s hair salon, and when they say they are going to the garage they are indirectly saying they are going to have their hair “tuned”. This puts a whole new light on things and next time my guy says he is taking the car to the garage I should take a good look at him, so that when he returns back home I can see whether or not he has had his hair tuned.

Gals… take heed next time your guy says he is going to the garage for awhile… maybe take a picture of him before he goes there so you can compare it to how he looks when he comes back home to see if he has “tuned” his hair.

I guess guys see this as a real life threatening problem and can’t take it in stride like gals do. Gals either buy some product at the drug store or go to a salon and have someone dye their hair professionally; without making a fuss about things. I wonder when the day will come when my guy starts “tuning” his hair?

So for all those guys out there who are “tuning” their hair or are thinking about “tuning” their hair, remember one thing… everybody gets gray hair sooner or later whether we like it or not.

Living in a Happy City?

 Well, they have measured the happiness of some people in cities in a certain section of the world and have been able to come to the conclusion that in certain cities people are happier then those living in other cities. WELL, WELL, WELL …. What should we do then??

I noted that my city wasn’t listed or maybe that was because I live in a town and town folks aren’t as happy as city folks or is it the other way around?  Plus, I wonder if everyone happy in those so called happy cities are really happy? I need to ask around and see what those folks say there.

But this whole topic did get me thinking and so I checked the newspaper to see what house costs in the happy cities and of course as luck would have it they are a tad more expensive then where I am living. I want to live in a happy city…… I am happy!!

I can see it now this evening when my guy comes home from work and I have to break the bad news to him that we are not living in a happy area. I am sure he will explode on the spot and say “Honey, we have to move by the end of the week.”  Because I know my guy likes to be happy on the weekend… no grumps at our place!

And to top things off; one of my friends lives in one of those happy cities and didn’t know it until I called her and told her the good news. Though I will admit that she didn’t sound too happy about the news and said that she didn’t feel as happy as the survey said she should feel. 

This happiness stuff is a bit much and how do you really measure people’s happiness in a city? Good question, eh???

This happiness issue got me to thinking and I came up with a little list:

  1. I own lots of stuff: car, boat, house, TV, etc – I am happy because I have lots of materialistic stuff….
  2. I like my life at least at the moment  and I get along with my guy( a definite plus point for happiness
  3. I am in good health – they say this plays an important role in mental well being. Or has that changed too??
  4. I love my family – as long as everyone is happy and not in a bad mood and don’t want to argue about something!

But I think there’s an easier answer and we don’t need to read it in a survey about which city has the happiest people based on possessions or the likes.

The answer is easy …. Be happy wherever you are.

My Blanket – My Bed

You need a blanket for your bed to keep you warm on those cool nights. Though sometime that blanket doesn’t seem large enough for your bed when you are asleep next to your guy or gal who seems to be hogging it for themselves and leaving you stranded open to the elements. Life can be so cold!

I bet you all didn’t know that people argue at home about blanket hogger’s and other things in the bedroom. This is something that I never knew before either and I had to wait half of my life before it was reported by some scientist. My golly how long does it take those jokers to get their scientific evidence together???

I will give you some insight into this horrific problem. Maybe some of you may know what I am talking about here too and experienced it also.

The problem is the blanket bed hog (similar to the road hog).You have fought a struggling battle in the night for a little corner of the blanket to keep you warm. I can say that this can be a real chilling experience when it’s winter outside. Summer isn’t so bad because the temperatures don’t normally drop below 0°.

I think blanket hogs have a special gene in them that say: it’s cold out tonight so lets hog the blanket for some fun or they have gone secretly to some blanket hogging course on “how to hog a blanket correctly in 3 easy steps.”

And so before I get into bed I have to dress as if I am going on an arctic expedition so I won’t freeze in the night and my guy can enjoy the warmth of the blanket and snore cutting through the forest at the same time too.

It can be an eye opening and invigorating experience to lie next to someone like that. I can lie there looking at the ceiling contemplating life because I can’t sleep because he’s snoring and I am refreshed because I only have a small corner of the blanket, but thank heavens I have my arctic expedition outfit on for sub-zero temperatures which keeps me warm! It may not be romantic but hey I’m not freezing my backside off.

Plus he has asked me why do I put so much clothing on when I go to bed, because the bedroom is warm enough and that I am not going outside.
I have tried to explain to him the problem but somehow he doesn’t seem to understand that he is hogging all the blanket and that I get cold sometimes in the middle of the night. It is a hopeless battle!!!

Then I struggle for that little piece of blanket and my guy rolls over and says to me: stop hogging all of the blanket. That just takes the cake!!

As if I was the culprit and he was just lying innocently there sleeping soundly and I disturbed his sleep because I wanted a piece of the blanket. How can I be soooo COLD?

Or along with the blanket there’s the rolling over and taking up the whole bed leaving me stranded on the edge and then I have to get up and walk around to the other side and get back into bed. My guy wakes up in the morning and wonders -> why are you on my side of the bed? Of course he can’t remember that he was hogging the whole bed and blanket. Ohhhh, I feel better already just getting all that off my chest; what a night!!!!

But there’s something worse than not having enough blanket.

Can you guess??

Well there you are all snug and warm in bed and you guy or gal hops in with you and thinks “ oh, lets cuddle.” You think “OK” just what I have been waiting for!

And then the shock comes feeling like a lighting strike destroying the moment COLD FEET!! Now that can destroy any thought of anything because those cold feet are defiantly not on the program when it comes to being romantic!!

Like the old saying goes: Cold hands warm heart, Cold feet no sweetheart. Now that holds true.

So if you are thinking about approaching your guy or gal in a romantic way; make sure you have your special I have warm feet romantic socks on so then the other person knows that your feet are warm and that you can cuddle otherwise it can be a cold experience and that you don’t want!

Well, I think you all know now about the trivial perils of the blanket and so don’t forget to share your blanket and not let it turn into a nightly battle.

P.S: more will be reported at a future date here about the wonders of arguing in the bedroom.

Text Me a Date

As the heading implies this is for both guys and gals looking for the perfect date or partner via texting with your cell phone. I bet you have never really thought about this before or even tried it have you?

Well, I can say I never have but then again I’m from the old school where I want to see what I am getting into and not get a shock of my life… if you know what I mean? Plus the added costs involved with texting may put a dent in my bank account and that I want to avoid at all costs!

But let me explain to you how this supposedly nifty little ritual works if you haven’t already tried it.

You decided that you want to meet someone or are looking to replace your present model be it a guy or gal. Well, all you have to do is sign up with the agency for a small fee of about $300.00 and a cell phone is included in the price but then there are rules you have to abide by and that can be somewhat of a drawback.

You have to text with the person for at least 3 months before you can meet-up and no pictures are allowed to be sent; either of you or of the other person thus creating an air of mystery around both of you.
Doesn’t that sound trilling ??

Plus, there is a small texting fee of 0.29 cents per text you send. But that shouldn’t put you off when you are seriously looking for a new partner or replacement. I calculated 6 texts a day x 6 months = $156.60 -> so the person better be worth it.

You start texting with the person and they describe themselves and what they do and so forth. And you can just imagine girls that could be the man of your dreams and can hardly wait to meet-up with him because you have fallen in love with his text messages and feel swept off your feet. Well the time is up and your heart is fluttering and you doll yourself up for the evening and there he is waiting for you at the restaurant sitting at the table and you wonder to yourself “ is that the guy I have been texting with for the past 3 months?”

Somehow, he doesn’t really look like the description he used of himself in the text message or maybe he had been sniffing the cork when he wrote you and so naturally his thoughts could have been somewhat distorted from alcohol. But, you say to yourself “he wrote such lovely texts, so he has to be a nice guy.”
You force yourself over to the table and he is automatically in love with you. Than what???

Save me!!

I am sure you would be able to get yourself out of this with some sort of trusty white lie; like -> oh, I forgot to take the dog out before I came here and I must rush back home right now or else he may crap on my new carpet. Nothing worse than a stained carpet to ruin your evening.

And there you go your evening is saved!

Now guys, you may be faced with a similar problem with this form of dating too. But, no fears either if the gal isn’t exactly what you thought she would be.

You say to her: Just a moment I need my app for excuses and then you can say -> Oh, I forgot today is Tuesday and every week at this time I meet-up with all my buddies at our knitting group, so sorry I have to rush now because I don’t what to miss out on how to knit a pair of socks. And there you go freed from the turmoil of the date.

I really don’t think the gal would believe you but then again it’s better than telling her straight out that you are not interested.

But I could be wrong here with this and maybe you both may hit it off and have a great time and then it’s money well invested. And if that is true then I hope both of you enjoy yourselves together!