Yup Im a Girl at Heart

A long time ago I had to take a spaghetti sauce jar to the utility guy across the street. I waited from him to shimmy down the pole and then politely asked him if he could open the jar. He gave me a funny look but complied. I thanked him and went back in the house to finish dinner. I could hear the guy chuckling as I walked away. My husband was absolutely mortified on my behalf when he got home and I told him what I thought was a funny story. With a pained expression he patted me on my shoulder and informed me that only worked because I was a girl. Well, what else was I supposed to do? The lid wasn’t budging and I thought that was a perfectly reasonable solution.

I'm not going down in my basement until I have an exterminator bomb it.

Shiver. Ugh. Spiders.

Mmm... I also wore a negligee to bed last night. Divorced. Not dating (again, ever, Id like to say). But I buy and wear pretties just because they make me feel pretty :) :) :)

You forgot there is a main shut off?

*snicker*

Some bugs make me scream like a girl, makes my husband laugh cause I don't scream like a girl very often.

I hunt and fish and can change a damn flat and the oil in my car, but for the life of me I cannot bring myself to hold (or touch, for that matter) my son's bearded dragon!!!

We were at the Convservatory and there was a mouse in the plants...so, I walked out. No screaming, just walked out...quickly.
Yep, I have a HUGE issue with mice.

I wouldn't say I have "girl" moments" b/c most of my "girl" moments are brilliant. I'll say that I have my stupid moments, but they are not gender specific moments of idiocy. My husband has his fair share of doltish times too.

And I know what you're saying, I do it too. I just call it something else.

That's ok. I think girls are supposed to be girls (Look like them, smell like them, talk like them and act like them.)

A girl with sailor-like tattos, and a sailor like mouth and short, short hair just doesn't make the grade. IMHO.

Keep up the good work. Good luck to you and yours.

Mice, hands down. ((shudder)) Germy little sneaks!

And although I could, I would never change a car tire--on principle!

Well my kids got a tennis ball stuck in our gutter.
I could have gotten it myself... but I told them "Daddy will do it when he comes home."

I do a lot of the "man" stuff around our home. Not my Husband. I grew up on building/construction sites and with a Dad that taught us everything. And can probably build a house myself.

I also am the household exterminator in our house.