I mowed the yard today and blew the clippings out into the street. Just testing the city code enforcement people!!
They actually came and made one of my neighbors sweep up the clippings out of the street not long ago.
Note- they are strict here, get tickets if you don't mow soon enough or if you don't weed eat often enough. Or if you sit the trash out too soon and so on...
My last girlfriend.. I went to her house one day, she was napping, so rather than wake her, or sit and do nothing.. I washed the handful of dishes in her sink.. She went completely nuts and yelled at me saying that I was trying to say that she is a bad house keeper..... and she made me leave.
Men and women if mature - compliment each others qualities. Each having different qualities adding up to a complete, in the ideal environment. Women are usually better with the tender moments and tender needs and Men are usually better dealing with the tougher situations. Many times when a female gets overly emotional she becomes somewhat irrational...*such as if you hit a deer with the car.. a woman will cry and carry on when a man will usually put the deer out of its suffering*. Just an example.
But what you have said above sounds more like you and your friend have just been involved with the same type of men. This is not the sum of all men..... just the ones that you have come across.
But to say that women do the men's share of the thinking is pretty insulting.
all men are not the same.. just as not all women are the same...
Heck.. I cried at my Daughters wedding,
When I was married, I was the one who wanted to sit and discuss problems.. while all she wanted to do was scream.
So....... where is the womens gentle side in this kind of situation?
The trick is just in finding the one that can bring out the best in each other.
Back in my drinking days ( when I was about 22) Went out drinking with my brother in law.
when I got him home, he was completely passed out, I got the house keys out of his pocket and opened his front door.. Grabbed him under the arms and drug him up to the house.. but not inside.
Just half way, put his head inside and left his legs outside.. then I left.
The next day he wondered how the hell he ended up like that.
What makes you a Rebel ?
DON'T DO IT... DON'T DO IT!!