That’s a sexist fallacy. It is not the woman’s fault that a man chooses to ogle (or follow up on that ogling), no matter how she dresses.
The sign says “Bay Street Entrance” with an arrow pointing to the right.
Not true. God made us to be monogamous and charged us with staying with the “wife of your youth”. The current epidemic of sexually transmitted diseases shows an excellent reason why. And your example of mate-for-life but not sexually monogamous is nonsense as well. One of these species whose mate has passed on will not look for or find another mate.
It is hard-wired into men to look. That does not mean they want to touch. Although in Steve’s case, that’s probably pretty close to the surface.
I remember an episode of “Home Improvement” where Jill came down on Tim for looking at an attractive woman who walked by their table. He didn’t stare, and he didn’t take his attention from his wife, he just glanced. The whole episode was supposed to be a lesson in how much this disrespects the wife. I say Nonsense! This is how men are made, and even in our PC world, no amount of talk or “lessons” is going to change that.
My husband is train lover, too. Not just the model trains, either.
John never did stop ogling. In later years when he and Elly vacationed in Mexico, it was a standing joke.
Good morning, Vagabonds.
Today was “grooming” day. I had my nails done and then got a hair cut. Both successful and I’m happy.
Rita, you are right about the storm bypassing us. The forecast here is for cloudy at worst over the next few days. It’s cloudy today, but one of those thin cloud days where the sky is still pretty bright.
Yesterday’s gift exchange party was lots of fun. It was one of those where we drew numbers and then either opened or stole a gift. Not too much stealing going on, though. I was number 1 which meant that after everyone else got a turn, I had a chance to steal from someone else. I did that, taking a small Coca Cola ornament for Michael and giving her a Merry Christmas sign that she really liked and I don’t have a place for. The cookie exchange went well, too. There were lots of varieties to choose from. I brought home a dozen that I would probably never make myself.
Not much else happening here. I’m slowly going through and putting up Christmas decorations. We still haven’t gone over to get the tree, though.
So everyone have a blessed day.
Gaturro I always knew the man in the moon was there for a reason.
That’s exactly what happened to my ex.
Good afternoon Vagabonds.
I took Michael to a doctor’s appointment this morning. The appointment was at 8:30, we got there at 8:20 and he was finally called back to an exam room at 9:35. We didn’t get out of there until almost 10. It’s a dern good thing I took a book with me.
I finally talked Michael into taking his cell phone back to the store because it has been rebooting itself several times a day, usually right in the middle of something he’s trying to do. (Mind you the phone is less than 6 months old.) Well, lo and behold, the “house brand” used to be made by a company that is “really unreliable” and the phones have a tendency to do that. But “they are made by Motorola now and they are great phones that should last several years”. Now why didn’t anyone tell us when he bought the phone that the old maker was that unreliable? Instead, he paid for a completely unreliable phone for several months and now has a new contract for another 18 months of payments. They were kind enough to remove the remaining balance of the old phone because we were trading it in for the “upgrade”.
We have a Christmas cookie and gift exchange tonight at the church. It should be a lot of fun.
Bright and sunny but a bit chilly here.
Everyone have a blessed day.