I'm amused at how women can talk so freely with one another, even if they don't know the person they're talking to. This afternoon I wandered down to the hospital gift shop to buy a soda and was chatting with the clerk. I've seen her around the hospital but I don't know her or anything. We were talking about the weather because it's been freakin hot in Oklahoma lately (I think it was like 105 today) and I HATE this weather. I'm telling you--the minute I walk outside my head starts pouring sweat---it's completely nasty. But anysnooch---the gift shop clerk and I are moaning about the heat and she comments on how she hates wearing tight clothes. She motioned to the flowing dress she was wearing and said that it was loose and comfortable so she doesn't feel like she's got something clinging to her. I laughed and said that I totally understood--nothing worse than a blouse stuck to your back. Then, she said "As soon as I get home I strip down and put on my pajamas." Uh, ok. Now, was it really necessary for me to know this?? I'm all for being comfortable and wearing clothes that make you happy, but did she need to tell a complete stranger that she strips down and puts on pj's? My guess is men don't talk about this stuff. Yet, men also don't have the curse of wearing a bra and let me tell you--if they had to wear one there would be a lot more gritching going on! You want to talk comfort, then let's talk about how the best part of the day is being able to come home and free the twins. Yeah, it also helps to say "free the twins" as you remove the cursed clothing article.
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. I live in a strange and wonderful world.
Peace!
Friday, July 22, 2005
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Oh, dearie: of COURSE we talk about such things! Oh, wait: did you mean straight men? Yeah, no, they don’t.
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