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Showing posts with label relationship. Show all posts
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Thursday, 22 March 2012

Men, sex and sidesaddle....

So, I was talking to a male friend and I mentioned something like ‘one of your girlfriends’ meaning one of the women you know and are friends with. I then discovered that ‘girlfriends’ to a man is different to girlfriends for a woman. Women can have female friends who we call our girlfriends. We chat to or have lunch with and are, in the simplest form of the word, friends. However men apparently view girlfriends completely differently because of attraction and sex. Girlfriends to a man are not platonic. A relationship is involved. A 'relationship' with a girlfriend involves sex or the need to find a way to have it. Okay, so what are women called who are just friends with a man? 'Friend.' Seemingly you don't have sex with friends. So women fall into two defined categories when it comes to men it appears. So what you say? My point is, and I do have one, is that if you are called a ‘girlfriend’ by a man and he isn’t, as far as you are aware, attracted to you are you missing some sign that he is - because let's face it men are harder to read than pukeable Pilgrim's Progress...not the Cliff Notes version....loved that...and then you have to work out what to do with what he feels for you. Or if you really like a man and are hoping for more and he calls you a ‘friend’ then do you just give up on what you feel for him?
Women – we have boyfriends, male friends, partners, husbands and lovers. You’re all likely to get a crack at having sex with us regardless what we call you…and you may also miss out on sex. We don’t split you into categories. We’re logical in our relationships. Sex? Yes. No. Maybe....there are no Cliff Notes when it comes to women. You're either lucky or not.

If the world were a logical place, men would ride side saddle. ~Rita Mae Brown

Sunday, 14 August 2011

Random thoughts # 34098….

Do happy endings really exist or are they a greeting card company plot to make us feel bad if we’re not in a relationship?

And what the hell is a relationship? You either love – hate – lust – loathe – or are bored shitless by someone so why just plonk all those emotions under one pathetic banner? Call it what it is I say.

Do we read erotic romance for the sex or the romance? Hmmm?

I know that if one of the pumped up–bouffanted heroes off a romance novel appeared shirtless or in a kilt or pretending to be a werewolf at my door I would laugh my arse off and give him $50 to get a taxi to the airport.

Real men – flaws and all – can’t beat ‘em…some times you wish you could but beating’s against the law.

Hoping you are the same…..