Monday Advice to Men: All it really takes to melt our hearts is your hand on my hand as you pass me, you holding the door when we get in the car, your stare across a crowded room to reasure me. The smallest word or gesture at the right moment!! Say's I love you, more than you know!
Every time I go home to my parents house I end up fixing (ie; programing) all of the televisions, vcr's an dvd players in their house. It cracks me up since I live over a 1000 miles away, and might get home twice a year. I have invented the term Techno-Impared for this syndrom. My parents aren't the only ones who have it, almost everyone I know does. It must just be that a blinking light on a vcr drives me insane so I must fix it. OK, maybe it's me after all!!