I am often reminded that I am a little different than most guys...I like chick flicks, I cry in movies and at baptisms. I remember most birthday's, anniversaries, and other important dates. I send flowers and hand written thank you cards often. I admit to missing my friends and tell them often. I call my mom. I like to cuddle. I cook, regularly. I don't like to be dirty. I keep my nails trimmed, have been known to get a manicure, and love spending the day at the day spa.
But please don't think that I am not 100% guy...I play sports, eat steak, and drink scotch. I scratch, burp, and have been known to occasionally sit on a barking spider. I pee standing up, have written my name in the snow, and smoke the occasional cigar. I have been in fights, been bloodied in a fight, and bloodied someone else. I think chocolate is just another sweet, I feel uncomfortable getting flowers, and I snore. I like to drive fast, play poker, and I have been known to growl. I watch the 3 Stooges, Monty Python, and the History Channel. I like pretty girls, power tools, and sand paper. I read the Wall Street Journal, I vote, and I pray. I take my hat off during the national anthem, tear up on the 4th of July, and thank every military person I can. I have often been told that I am a lot like Zach Morris.
So, with all that admitted, I feel a little more comfortable sharing the following...
Cruising around the few blogs that I read (only a couple are everyday stops, but there are a handful that I visit occasionally) there have been some posts about batting for the other side.
You know what that means right? Ummm, no? Hmmmm, how to explain on this family blog...
Switching teams, swinging the other way, moving camps, etc. Still don't know what I am talking about? How about I try another tact.
Anyone who says they have never appreciated someone with the same parts is lying.
Yes, Sarah, Kyle is lying to you right now. He has a man crush. We all do. Yes, even you Neil...and KP, stop trying to deny it, I have seen you in a moment of weakness.
They may not be real feelings, but their is a certain, ahem, appreciation every man has for at least one other that might end up next to them in the pee trough...
So, without further adieu, my man crushes...
Robert Downey, Jr.
No, I would not really shake the other way, but I will admit that I "appreciate" those three.
I really don't know why I felt the need to share that.
No mom...stop worrying. Not really. It is simply an appreciation for beauty. No, really mom, please stop crying. Here's a tissue.
Janet, I really am normal...mostly. Please don't make Claire break up with me!
As long as I am at it, I thought I should pass along this little number...only go there if you are a woman older than 50 or you promise to watch the whole thing...yes, all 4 mins of it. If you are not a female older than 50 or you can't commit to watching the whole thing, then please don't go. Hat Tip to Wonderful World of Weiners...thanks Hallie.