Butterflies, Estrogen, and Drama, Oh My

After reading all your comments from the last Letter of Intent, I want to take this opportunity to thank ya'll.. Thank YOU!!! Ya'll rock...

But lets not make it a bigger deal than it was. In a follow up E-mail to Daddy Bub, Rach shared this little tid bit of intel.

"It was a brutal week at work - some people don't know how to *breathe* without drama. And men are only equipped to handle one female drama at a time, right?"

the nugget of that being...

And men are only equipped to handle one female drama at a time, right?

The men being plural, but really meaning singular in this sentence.

and the FEMALE DRAMA, .... IEY!!!! Karumba!!!! My poor Rach. If there were ever a reason to question the emancipation of the feminine gender, these other women would be the reason...


I would pick swimming in Julie's river filled with crocks a hundred times over, than navigating this particular Estrogen-filled Ocean!!!!!

can I hear an AMEN, from any of the men that are out there?

After my little pity party, (of which we are all victims of once in awhile), I did ponder on that other Nugget that I came across...

What the caterpillar calls the end,
The World calls a butterfly.

It all sounds good, and I really like looking at butterflies and contemplating becoming one...

But one has to remember that it's a B@tch crawling outa the cocoon at times. LOL!!!

But hey: it's all good :o)

One just has remember the wise words of the ineffable Red Green:

"If the women don't find you handsome, they should at least find you handy."

Have a great week,

And keep you powder dry.