Differences

There are differences between men and women. We all know that. Being a woman, I can't really explain the way men think and feel. But I do know how women think and feel. Well, at least I know how I think and feel. I was reminded of an episode of Everybody Loves Raymond tonight. I know, corny show. But, in one episode, Raymond comes home to find Deborah sitting on the couch crying. For no reason. She's just crying. That's how I felt tonight. I had no reason to cry. I had to go to Hale Center for work, but that wasn't stressful, only time consuming when I didn't want to be working. I don't think men cry for no reason, but I could be wrong.
Some women are needy. They are always in crisis mode and always have others fawning over them and helping them. I don't think I am one of those women. In fact, I've been told that I'm strong and don't need anyone. I hope that's not entirely true. I think we all need someone sometimes. I am strong in the sense that I don't want to be perceived as the helpless, woe is me, type of woman. I refuse to be that person.
I guess my point is that even self-sufficient women have feelings. Unfortunately, most people don't want to believe that. To me, it's easier to look strong and hide any needs so that the ones who always look for sympathy can have it.

Busy, busy

Wow, Summer is here, but I don't feel like I have slowed down for a minute. Today is the first day I've gotten home before midnight in the last several days. Work isn't slowing down and I've had some good times with some good friends. So, I guess I'm not complaining, but I do need to take some me time just to rest and relax. I thought I might mow today, but after picking up tree limbs, the heat of the day was bringing me down. Also, my son called to ask me to come over to see my granddaughter before she heads to Michigan for the Summer. That turned into an all day affair as the three of us did some running around town spending my money. Oh, what fun. But that is a different story for a different day. Have fun in Michigan, sweetie. Your BFF (me) will be thinking of you often.