I was chatting with the bridge ladies this evening about the usual – current events, the awesomeness of bridge, and men. I’ve been thinking lately about how men used to get to do fun things like sail ships across the ocean, conquer frontiers, fight Indians, kill animals for food and drink in saloons with women named Miss Kitty. Now the most dangerous thing they have to navigate is rush-hour traffic while drinking a grande half-caff.
Life has changed for women as well, but some how the fact that we now do laundry inside instead of banging our underwear against a rock in a river hasn’t diminished the fun of the endeavor. Poor men.
So I’ve decided that JD can have a free Vacation Pass. Find an adventure, go on a trip, get your City Slicker on with a couple of friends, whatever. Here’s a quick list of a few ideas.
1. Running with the Bulls in Pamplona.
3. Rafting the Grand Canyon
4. Take a cross-country ride on a motorcycle.
Obviously I need to work a couple of things out before he can go, like money. Also, life insurance. But before you know it he’ll be off on a wild adventure and I’ll spend the time getting in touch with MY feminine side by doing laundry. Or going to a spa, whatever.