I work out at least three times a week, including cardio and weights. Morgan lays on the couch and eats popcorn and ice cream. And yet, I still need him to unscrew the blender's blade from the pitcher when I've let the leftover smoothie/sticky fruit dry at the bottom. Why do I even bother?
Thursday, October 02, 2008
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You're right. Women are just built differently than men. Even the weakest men can open jars. And even the most frazzled women can remember where their man left his pants.
One of the great mysteries of life I'm afraid.
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