The last time I checked, I still have all of the parts of the female anatomy I was blessed with at birth but being a woman never guaranteed that I would be feminine. Sure, there are moments when I can fool people into believing I am a lady but, thankfully for me, those needed moments are few and far between.
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I grew up a tomboy and it is a trait I never outgrew. I enjoy hanging out with the boys – it’s my comfort zone because I don’t ever feel like I’m trying to fit in, to be something I’m not. Somehow, I just belong and I like it that way.
My rounds of golf usually include 3 guys – and me, poker nights are usually 7 guys – and me. During dinners or parties I generally gravitate towards the cloud of testosterone in the room and don’t ever feel like I stick out like a sore thumb. It’s just my nature to be one of the boys.
I also enjoy time with my girlfriends, but those girlfriends, like me, are not as concerned with fashion and make up. Not one in the bunch of us are girly-girls. While we appreciate those Über-feminine women for their stylish and fashion-forward choices, we are not wired to think the same way. If I had to wear any sort of spiked heel I would resemble the video below.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_0eINGyJHz8
I will never regret being the way I am. I embrace my tomboyish charm and the fact that I can blend in so easily with my guy friends. If you can’t reach me on a Sunday it’s because I’m in front of an NFL game releasing expletives similar to a missile-like battalion of bees shooting out from an angry hive.
Ask me to put on make-up and high heels and I will break out in a cold sweat – ask me to grab the pigskin and throw a perfect spiral, I’m in!!
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Aww, I want to go golfing and play some poker.
I used to do both of those on a regular basis. Oh well… that’s just the way things go, perhaps life will circle back around and I’ll get them again at some point.
Hooray for being yourself!
🙂 Those things will circle back….you need to tend to the Prince for a while.
And then he’ll play golf and poker with me when he is ready! Of course!!
Of course!!
Go you!
I hang with the nappers.
Haha!! At least you are well-rested!!
Oh, wouldn’t that be nice!
I’m with you Sue less the pigskin and spiral, however, you have never fooled me 😀 😀 Great post too 😀
Thanks…comfortable in my skin!! 😀
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I tend to hang out with guys too – I’m not a football fan, but then again most of my guy friends are not either – but I’m definitely ‘one of the guys’ 🙂
I find it’s way less pressure! 🙂
Me too! Cheers to tomboys. 🙂
Woo hoo!! 😀
Without a moment’s hesitation, I would take a tomboy who cleans up good when the mood strikes over a one-dimensional Barbie who can’t climb a tree any day of the week. Just saying… 😉
Thanks Ned!! That just made me feel awesome. 😀
Why shouldn’t you?!? 😉
Oh, and my favorite magnet on my fridge says, “I’m just a Raggedy Ann in a Barbie Doll world”. Amen to that!!
Hahaha! I love it!
It works for me! 😉
It’s nice to have affirmation that there are guys who think beyond Barbie. 🙂 I know they’re out there, I just need to find one.
I’m down for the poker anytime. After I take all your money I’ll buy you a new football so we can play catch 🙂
Wonderful post once again.
Thanks….and a new football sounds great. If only it came without losing at poker….haha! 😉