Waffles, Spaghetti & the Anti-Christ!

*Please note - the thoughts below are not nor were they intended to be theologically sound. Neither my theology professors nor my brother will be pleased but hopefully they will be mildly amused!*

I read a book once called Men are like Waffles & Women are like Spaghetti.  The premise of the book was pretty simple.  It's basically Mars & Venus meets the grocery store.  Men, the book said, are like waffles in that they compartmentalize everything.  Women are like spaghetti.  All of our thoughts touch and connect to all of our other thoughts.  Basically it is very easy for us to live in a stream of consciousness.  I wish I could say that it wasn't true. That my thoughts are not only logical but completely focused.  I almost had myself convinced that this *might* be true... when I found myself wondering this week WHO was going to give birth to the Anti-Christ. 


Strange question, I know (especially this time of the year) but can you honestly say you have NEVER wondered?! Even odder than the question, is the thought process that lead there.  You see... what had happened was... I had a crazy week complete with atypical migraines.  Atypical in that sometimes I had a headache and sometimes I had other migraine like symptoms.  The most severe - nausea.  I felt so sick every day this week at precisely 11 am that I honestly thought if I didn't know better... I would think I was pregnant.  Since I am certain that there was only one immaculate conception and virgin birth planned (and yes I still have my V-card.... I was upgraded to a platinum membership a few years ago) I knew that wasn't the case UNLESS I was about to give birth to the Anti-Christ... which got me thinking... who would his mother be?  Did she make a pact with the devil? Did she know that the child she carried and raised would rule the world and usher in the Apocalypse?   I suddenly had a very strange version of "Mary, did you know?" running through my mind... all because I had an migraine!

The Message of the Man Boobs!

I learned a really valuable lesson a few weeks ago from a very unusual source... a pair of man boobs!


I was sitting in my office, minding my own business (or so it would seem) when I glanced out the window and saw a guy walking down the street. I can't remember what I noticed first:  his thick legs, slightly chunky hiney or... his man boobs.  He wasn't large and in charge but he was definitely ... thick!    I see men of all shapes and sizes on a daily basis.  Very few cause me to take a double look... but this guy... had my attention because even with the butt and the boobs... he had swag!  I sat and watched him walk down the street with complete confidence and found myself drawn to him because of it!   His confidence overrode all of the perceived flaws that I had a noticed at first.  The truth is that I only saw them for a second.  The confidence was attractive... alluring even.  Truth be told, I even thought about giving his little man boob a squeeze (thankfully as has been stated, I was in my office and he was on the street eliminating my need for impulse control!)


For years I have read the articles, talked to girlfriends and even had guy friends tell me that confidence is one of the most attractive qualities an individual can possess but it wasn't until I saw the man boobs with swag that I understood it! 


It really is all about loving yourself, accepting yourself and being confident in every part of who you are! Confidence is the magic ingredient that makes the ordinary... extraordinary! (Even a pair of man boobs!)