It's fun being a girl :)

Two words for you:

Under goodies.

It's just plain fun when you can rummage through the store picking out the cutest "pretties" and grinning to yourself because on the outside you might be all Jane Plain in your sweatshirt and sneakers, but you revel in knowing that today you wore the special pink underpants with yellow flowers and green polka dots that you wore the day you saw a double rainbow on the way to work and that the world better watch out because these are your sassy pants!

Guys just don't have this much fun.

Sometimes I feel sorry for them.

On the other hand, I pray I never, ever, in a million years, have to witness the spectacle of man wearing pink underpants with yellow flowers. My counseling budget just isn't large enough for something like that.

Antidote

For anyone who might be overly concerned about the post below let me hasten to assure everyone that an evening spent eating grilled cheese sandwiches, drinking limoncello, and watching my favorite Marx brother movie with Allen has restored me to semi-sanity. Apparently laughter is the best medicine.

(Booze doesn't hurt though.)