Babies and Beasts

This blog is two-fold. 1) Men are babies. 2) Redheads are beasts!

You know, honestly, I'm not sure if it's a "redhead" thing or just a "me" thing, but I can take pain pretty well. Studies show that redheads have more of a tolerance towards narcotics, gas, etc. Basically, they're saying we're tougher than the rest of you. Yeah, sounds about right ;) With us, the feisty attitude and short fuse just comes with the package. Being a redhead AND short....well you're tacking on a complex. Caution: Could Be Fatal.

Today I had a headache. All. Day. Long. Dang, even a freakin' migraine IV wouldn't cut it! Well, I worked all day. Was it fun? Nope. I did it anyway though. This evening I was hanging out with a girlfriend of mine, and we came to the obvious conclusion that if a man had the kind of headache I've had all day, he'd be on his deathbed. Ok, maybe not THAT dramatic, but you get my point. Now, I'm not sexist....or bitter (believe it or not). I've just been alive long enough to know that men are only as tough as they claim to be. Women are only as weak as we let ourselves be.

Chew on that, homeslice.