she woman man haters club.

after good ol' trevor blackwell told me not to be a "man-hater" i got worried.
real worried.
not only do i feel like a filthy feminist,

i feel as if i'm portraying that i indeed do, hate men. Quite the opposite actually, i sure do love em' and here's why:

Men have the ability to make any situation seem safer
the cuties that open my door
they come check to see if men are in my home, even if we wake them up in the middle of the night (thanks doylie)
men appreciate dirty humor
over the years, they've gotten great at giving compliments
overall, they're good at fixing things that are broken
they smell really, really good, unless you catch them at the gym
they're really good at cuddling.
somehow they make any child seem like the cutest thing in the world when they play with them
they're a. strong and b. tall, two things i am not.
they look really cute in v-necks and facial hair.
how much they love their mom/sisters
usually, they've been friends with their best friend for forever
they're good at parking
they can memorize sports trivia like nobody's business
they can carry me (literally) through things i don't wanna walk through
they can open & reach stuff i can't
they don't care about drama
when my hands are full, most of them help carry stuff for me, & it's so cute
they look hot doing the most useless activities, like driving, especially when they do it with one hand over the wheel.

in most situations they're realistic & reasonable
their ability to brown nose is unbelievable
they appreciate even the slightest ability to cook
most of them, are very smart & driven
they have a good sense of direction
they usually aren't as afraid of things i am (starting fires, large bugs, scary men)
if you want a real answer, they won't sugarcoat things

see? men, i think you are so great.