Forwarded Mail

Normally, I really don't like forwarded mail and try not to forward anything unless it's really, really (I mean really) funny or awesome. To everyone who has gotten something forwarded from me... yes, I really did think it was fabulous and worthy. If you didn't think so too, oooooops! Sorry about that! (I also followed all the rules about forwarded mail that I did write about in a previous post.)

Well, I just got the following from a friend and thought I should forwarded this just for fun in case you haven't seen it a million times already.

WHY MEN ARE NEVER DEPRESSED:


Men Are Just Happier People --
What do you expect from such simple creatures?
Your last name stays put.
The garage is all yours.
(Although I cleaned, painted and organized OUR garage.)

Wedding plans take care of themselves. (And what about most of the thank you letters?)

Chocolate is just another snack.
(This is very true with Art. Wait a minute... Tiffany doesn't even care for chocolate. I think it's just genetic. Strange.)

You can be President.
You can never be pregnant.
You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.
You can wear NO shirt to a water park.
Car mechanics tell you the truth.
The world is your urinal.
You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky.
(Actually, this is so true!)

You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
Same work, more pay.
Wrinkles add character.
Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100.
People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
(I've never had that problem, mind you.)

New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
One mood all the time.
Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
You know stuff about tanks.
(What tanks? I don't get it. Oops! The comments are showing me that people think I don't know what a tank is. I just don't understand what's so important for you to know about tanks. Art was in the Air Force. I'll bet he doesn't know much about tanks. I think I'll go ask him.)

A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.
You can open all your own jars.
You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
(My daughter has complained about that when I mention something nice that my son has done.)

If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.
Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.
Three pairs of shoes are more than enough..
(Excuse me, you should see how many pairs of running shoes Art has!)

You almost never have strap problems in public.
You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes..
Everything on your face stays its original color.
The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
(Actually this is true for me, too.)

You only have to shave your face and neck.
You can play with toys all your life. (Let's not mention the new Kindle I ordered.)

One wallet and one pair of shoes -- one color for all seasons.
You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.
You can 'do' your nails with a pocket knife.
You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
(Unfortunately! I'm still trying to get Art to shave his off for the past 30 years or so.)

You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.
(Since guys can use the Internet to do their shopping now, they don't even have to leave home to do it.)

No wonder men are happier.