Worth the Hassle?

First, I’m not gay.  Being a single man who likes a cappuccino, movies (even the occasional romance), loves my kids and sheds a tear over sad endings I often feel like this needs to be said.   

 
Second, I don’t hate women.  I’ve been married and the laws make it a questionable proposition for a gainfully employed adult male. That isn’t woman hating, that’s ‘court hating…’ And with my kids starting to hit their teen years, I prefer not to upset the balance of power here in the house (read- no step mom) so, I stay single… this doesn’t mean I don’t date from time to time and all that entails…

 
All that aside, I want to know why women seem to have such a natural fascination to men? (Ok… it sounds like a dumb question, but bear with me…)  Is it genetics?  Are we hardwired to enjoy the female form?  I think so…  Is it culture?  All of us good chivalrous Christian and Jewish males who were raised right have some burning need to protect a woman… we like knowing we’re needed in capacities other than oil changes and revenue production… that too has something to do with it.  Women…

 
I guess knowing it is a weakness, their incredible grasp over our attention, is the first step in maturity and managing the effects… the slender arms, the round eyes, the smiles, the impetuous playfulness and all those lovely curves… God I love women.  All they have to do is be themselves… silly, giggly, attention whoring… and you love them all the more.
And you know… some are actually worth the hassle of the emotional, moody trauma they dish out and inflict upon us (and themselves.)  For me, the only things I want to care about are myself and my kids and my job… and that’s it.  Simplicity… but women… they have that ability to reach in and grab you… to make you want to compete and win to gain their favor.  To provide for them, to prove your manhood in their eyes.  But why? With all the lovers I’ve ever known, I also enjoyed watching them get ready in the morning… brushing their hair, looking for the right outfit, putting on the make up.  So different they are from we men… We’re very utilitarian, us guys.  Shower, shave, get dressed, go…

 

Women make getting ready in the morning almost an art… they laugh at this suggestion, especially when plucking some eyebrows or shaving their pits, but the company of a woman and all her girlish ways are so entertaining to a man… especially when he loves her…

 
It is so hard for a woman to do anything wrong in the eyes of her man… so gentlemen, choose well and when you find one who you can love, love without reserve.  Our culture may be lost in a confusion unisexual nonsense, but real women love real men… they love a strong man who can think for himself and won’t buckle under to her.  Most will never admit it, but they want the freedom that comes from the security of a strong man: to be a mom, a wife, a loved possession. Find a real woman and together maybe you can build a real life.  Someone once said ‘love is for fools… and the lucky few.’