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Why Do Men Do That?
Hello everyone,
When my wife and I were newlyweds, we move from one apartment to another. Our shower curtain didn’t match the new bathroom and we shopped for one that matched. After an unbearable length of searching my wife narrowed the possibilities to two. One clear with the correct color scheme and an opaque one with the same color but a different pattern. “Which should we get?” as if I had any say in decorating the house.
“Get the opaque one.”
“Why”
“Because it makes it easier to sneak up on you while showering.”
Her eyes rolled to the back of the head, crisscrossed and trolled forward in amusement and anger. Then the demure voice from a young woman searching towels next to us, “Why do men do that?” That question popped into my head every so often and I thought of it for twenty-five years.
My vague summation formulates that men have a primitive necessity to face danger. This primeval desire causes us to drive too fast, face angry bulls in an arena, and sneak up on our wives while they shower deep in thought. Any of these actions may cause death if we are not careful. These dangerous endeavors require careful planning, timing, and execution or leave us worse for wear. I hope this answers one question wives have had in the thousands of years of men teasing their wives.
Did I mention my dog is a Karen? A winter’s cold came over me last weekend. It got me out of Saturday shopping with my wife. So, my daughter took her shopping. The two left at ten in the morning but took fifteen minutes to deice the car. Ginger whined at the window as the car warmed up as the ice melts from the windshield. Then she wanted out to see them clearly and banged the bell. However, the house impaired her view. Two minutes later, she banged and barked to come back in. After another few minutes of crying at the window, the car rolled out of the drive.
Ginger came to me with her whiniest Karen expression and the look she gave me told of her displeasure with her human sister and mother leaving without her.
“You know, if you could behave in the car, they would take you with them,” in a snarky tone.
Ginger turned away from me with the low guttural moan for my honest but unwarranted comment. A thud came from the living room with more groans of annoyance over being left at home and my comment offending our resident Karen as she dropped for a nap.
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God bless,
Danny Mac
When my wife and I were newlyweds, we move from one apartment to another. Our shower curtain didn’t match the new bathroom and we shopped for one that matched. After an unbearable length of searching my wife narrowed the possibilities to two. One clear with the correct color scheme and an opaque one with the same color but a different pattern. “Which should we get?” as if I had any say in decorating the house.
“Get the opaque one.”
“Why”
“Because it makes it easier to sneak up on you while showering.”
Her eyes rolled to the back of the head, crisscrossed and trolled forward in amusement and anger. Then the demure voice from a young woman searching towels next to us, “Why do men do that?” That question popped into my head every so often and I thought of it for twenty-five years.
My vague summation formulates that men have a primitive necessity to face danger. This primeval desire causes us to drive too fast, face angry bulls in an arena, and sneak up on our wives while they shower deep in thought. Any of these actions may cause death if we are not careful. These dangerous endeavors require careful planning, timing, and execution or leave us worse for wear. I hope this answers one question wives have had in the thousands of years of men teasing their wives.
Did I mention my dog is a Karen? A winter’s cold came over me last weekend. It got me out of Saturday shopping with my wife. So, my daughter took her shopping. The two left at ten in the morning but took fifteen minutes to deice the car. Ginger whined at the window as the car warmed up as the ice melts from the windshield. Then she wanted out to see them clearly and banged the bell. However, the house impaired her view. Two minutes later, she banged and barked to come back in. After another few minutes of crying at the window, the car rolled out of the drive.
Ginger came to me with her whiniest Karen expression and the look she gave me told of her displeasure with her human sister and mother leaving without her.
“You know, if you could behave in the car, they would take you with them,” in a snarky tone.
Ginger turned away from me with the low guttural moan for my honest but unwarranted comment. A thud came from the living room with more groans of annoyance over being left at home and my comment offending our resident Karen as she dropped for a nap.
Learn more about me at my website: www.dannymacauthor.com
God bless,
Danny Mac
Prayers Requested
Hello everyone,
I am sorry for posting this late on Friday evening. Normally I normally post around ten in the morning but this week the typing didn’t start until six in the evening. This week brought a lot of turmoil to the house and I request prayers for our family.
My father-in-law suffered an acute stroke two weeks ago. This past week his kidneys gave him some problems and returned to the hospital. This was where the commotion began. My FIL didn’t want to go back to rehab but we were in no shape to care for him. We reached our wit’s end today as he refused to speak with us although fully capable. With all other options failing, we resorted to prayer from us and friends. My family and I came to the point where we all had tears flowing down our faces as we cried for help.
God sent an angel in the form of a therapist and she was able to get him to speak again. He agreed to return to therapy but not the center he came from. She brought him flowers and befriended him. It was through her loving heart for an old man she convinced him to talk again. God brings a stranger into our lives to serve us and do his work. Thank God and his servant.
Did I mention my dog is a Karen? My wife worked on cleaning and organizing the in-law suite this past week. Ginger wanted to be with her but there are many items throughout the quarters that she will eat that would not agree with her well-being including dropped pills. Ginger laid by the door and waited for mom to finish her work.
Being a Karen, she could not lay quietly and spent the day whining in a high-pitched tone over mom, my wife working away the day and talking with her mother. Every time they spoke, Ginger whined a heartbreaking “rrrrrrnnnnn.” It reminded me of a lost child missing their family, but then again, it sounded like a spoiled child not getting their way.
Learn more about me at my website: www.dannymacauthor.com
God bless,
Danny Mac
I am sorry for posting this late on Friday evening. Normally I normally post around ten in the morning but this week the typing didn’t start until six in the evening. This week brought a lot of turmoil to the house and I request prayers for our family.
My father-in-law suffered an acute stroke two weeks ago. This past week his kidneys gave him some problems and returned to the hospital. This was where the commotion began. My FIL didn’t want to go back to rehab but we were in no shape to care for him. We reached our wit’s end today as he refused to speak with us although fully capable. With all other options failing, we resorted to prayer from us and friends. My family and I came to the point where we all had tears flowing down our faces as we cried for help.
God sent an angel in the form of a therapist and she was able to get him to speak again. He agreed to return to therapy but not the center he came from. She brought him flowers and befriended him. It was through her loving heart for an old man she convinced him to talk again. God brings a stranger into our lives to serve us and do his work. Thank God and his servant.
Did I mention my dog is a Karen? My wife worked on cleaning and organizing the in-law suite this past week. Ginger wanted to be with her but there are many items throughout the quarters that she will eat that would not agree with her well-being including dropped pills. Ginger laid by the door and waited for mom to finish her work.
Being a Karen, she could not lay quietly and spent the day whining in a high-pitched tone over mom, my wife working away the day and talking with her mother. Every time they spoke, Ginger whined a heartbreaking “rrrrrrnnnnn.” It reminded me of a lost child missing their family, but then again, it sounded like a spoiled child not getting their way.
Learn more about me at my website: www.dannymacauthor.com
God bless,
Danny Mac
