Dear Man
I am glad that God made you first as I don't want to have to make all the decisions that life will throw at me. I was lonely until you came along and I am so glad you finally showed up.
It is nice when you pay attention and want to protect me and make sure I am safe. It can be scary out in the world on my own.
I enjoy your personality and am amused when you get so interested in your sports, I don't understand half of what I see, I mean why are they always tossing, kicking, hitting or throwing a ball and then they chase it like a dog in the back yard. Sometimes you guys even knock each other over trying to get a ball and I have seen some of you beat the ball with a stick or a club I mean what is that all about anyway.
What is a down, an inning, a quarter, a half, and then there is something about half time, overtime? This Blond does not understand this interest in balls, small ones, oblong ones, big fat orange striped round ones, that you are always chasing and trying to get away from each other..... Then those professional ball chasers I mean WOW those guys make a lot of money.
All I know is that when you are done playing those ball chasing, beating, knocking over games you come in all hot an sweaty and then you say you have had fun...... Being the girly, girl Blond that I am all I can do is say I am glad you had fun honey now go take a bath cause you stink......lol
O.K. So you guys like your sports and we girls like to shop I guess it all evens out..... Oh got to go I see there is a SALE on high heels and I need a new pair..... later.... the Blond.....