Called out of work yesterday. Had to take one of my sleeping days. It seems that after about a month or so I need a day to sleep. Just get caught up. So, that's what I did.
However, on Wednesday night I may have drank just a bit too much as well. Got together with some of my girls. These girls are a very special group to me. I am very close to one of my buds so I go to her grandmom's house a few times a year for birthday dinners. Wednesday night I did this. The cool part is that the girls who gather there are usually the same girls each time. Actually, they're not girls... they're women. It's a neat kind of bond we share. I believe we're all very comfortable with each other and we simply have a good time. There have been tense moments in the past and there was a quick one but it was quickly explained to me what was meant by the repeated comments. Easily done and over with.
The only thing that bugs me is the man trashing that goes on. I had to stand up for the entire male population at one point. "There are good ones out there, I know this because I know some of them." I love men... even though there are some not so great ones out there... there are very good ones as well. I kind of think the view of them being "like all men" may be one of the reasons certain women find themselves single longer than others. Grouping them all together simply isn't fair. Judging a book by it's cover, we know the saying and isn't labeling one entire sex one of the worst forms of this? There are good ones and there are bad ones, just as in all of life, in every circumstance and way.
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