We know August is all about the celebration of girls and friends in honor of our National Girlfriend Awards, so we’d like to confess to some really chicky stuff that we’ve done in our lives. And while we are independent, strong women, there are some things that we just couldn’t have done without (gulp…) guys. So, even though we’re a little critical of the males in our lives sometimes, thank you for killing bugs, calming our nerves about unwanted critters and carrying us over puddles.
“I came out of my room in the morning while my BF was still asleep and didn’t have to be up for a few hours. When I spotted a big roach in the kitchen, I was too afraid to smush it and too nice to wake my sleeping man, so I put an upside-down bowl on top of it, piled a bunch library of books on top of that, and finished my mountain with a Post-it note reading, ‘Please kill this when you wake up.’ But hey, he did!”
“I called my dad every time there was a mouse in my apartment. In my old place in the winter, that happened frequently. I would scream and jump around while he’d talk me through getting the thing out of my apartment. So happy I moved.”
“I had my guy friend carry me over a puddle so my shoes wouldn’t get wet.”
“My boyfriend and I were at my lakehouse this past weekend and decided to take my most prized possession out for a spin…my jetski. I’d like to say I’m not a girlie girl, but spiders really creep me out. I had made him wipe down the jetski before I got on so that there were no spiders or cobwebs on it. Finally, I started revving the engine when I felt a tickle on my leg and looked down to see a giant spider dangling from it. I started screaming, squirming and yelling at my boyfriend to get it off of my leg, and I almost fell off the jetski. Luckily, I threw that spider off, but then I noticed another one on the dashboard. I screamed and stood up, almost throwing my boyfriend and I off the jetski…again. Finally he got it, and I was able to whiz around at high speeds and prove that my moment of girliness was short-lived.”
“I am terrified of anything creepy-crawly, namely bugs and spiders. I have called my boyfriend (who lives in another state, mind you) late-night to alert him of the following things: a piece of fuzz that I was sure was a bed bug, a spiderweb dangling from my ceiling (he told me to call the FBI for that one), the mysterious small ant-like things in my kitchen (I swear they’re mutants)…. He listens to me complain, whine, cry (with the bed bug-esque fuzz, yes, I did get hysterical for a few seconds) even though he can literally do nothing to help.”
GIRL TALK TIME: What really girlie things would you like to confess to? What chivalrous things has a man done for you when you’re acting like a complete chick?