Men. can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em.
Actually, I can more than live with men. Good men make it possible for me to do what I do best and know that the leaves will be raked, the oven fixed, the bathroom wallpaper scraped off and my car kept in good running order. Oh, and it was men who bailed me out of my pc virus debacle last week, and more men who introduced me to the wonders of Mac as backup. There's even a man doing my laundry right this very minute!
I love men! Here I am, scything through my social media obligations, my research, my e-missives and my work orders--none of which would be possible without the good old y chromosome.
Just thought I needed to get that off my br...um...chest.