Two Girls. One Thought.

Sometimes a man can't really know what he is talking about until a women tells him it's actually relevant to the situation at hand.  I have come to know two girls in my life that make me feel like a Muppet Baby struggling through  an episode of Jeopardy.  Though their opinions may seem like mindless babble at the time; later their thoughts turn out to be the pot of gold at the end of the jumbled rainbow.  Sitting in an office chair in front of her bedroom desk, Kay tells me, "Sometimes you aren't yourself, and it pisses me off.  But sometimes you are yourself, and even though you may be acting stupid, I believe that it's you, and it makes me smile."  Anne sits to my right and concentrates on our conversation about younger women dating older men and chimes in every fifteen minutes.  One unrelated diamond includes, "I don't want to smoke cigarettes because we have to smoke outside. There's no heater outside...it's cold outside, so I'm not smoking."  I never thought Mother Nature could have a positive impact on personal health; other than the insertion of vitamin D into the community.  

In conclusion, around my girls, my guard falls, my mind opens, and no matter what the topic, I know that all of my arguments will be enlightened by the shining light of two women with experiences and insight that can only come with estrogen and gumption.