2007 Soap Box Archives

A Blessed Difference

There are those who will tell you that there is little difference between a man and a woman, but after living with the love of my life for over four decades I would argue that point all the way to the Supreme Court.

Women think differently from men. For instance, if I see somebody while I'm not with Hazel and tell her about it she wants to know where they were going, what they were wearing, why they were where they happened to be when I encountered them.

Heck, I don't know. Unless they were totally naked or wearing a saran wrap suit with a big scarlet bow around their waist I'm not going to notice what they're wearing. I don't care where they are going and I have a hard enough time remembering what I'm doing somewhere, much less keeping up with somebody else.

My wife has amazing eyesight. She can spot a piece of lint or an undone button from a half mile away and is constantly hovering over me when we go out dressed up, straightening my tie, smoothing my eyebrows or telling me that my boots need shining.

She can also think about multiple things at one time and proves it by making such statements as, Go left here, turn the air conditioning down, it look like it's going to rain, your pants are unzipped, all in one thought and in one breath.

And how many times have I turned around and gone back to the house because, I wonder if I turned the coffee maker off. Of course she turned the coffee maker off, she's never ever left it on in the whole history of our marriage.

When she cooks she says something like, This is totally experimental, I dont know if it's going to be any good or not, the recipe called for a half stick of butter and I only used a fourth of a stick. And of course it's always delicious.

But the thing that gets my goat is she has the ability to be a good golfer if she'd take the game seriously. She doesn't hit the ball far but she hits it straight and effortlessly.

I struggle with my golf game and I practice really hard. I have a place at home where I can hit balls out into the pasture and I spend a lot of time there pursuing the elusive good swing.

Hazel never practices and about the only time she even comes out there is to visit me and criticize my swing. You're swinging too hard, you're coming over the top, you're moving your head, you're not following through, you're trying too hard. Well the funny thing is that she's always right. I do all of the above things and many, many more.

On the rare occasion when I can get her to hit a ball she steps up and swings like she's rocking a baby and hits one straight away, makes a statement like, It's too hot out here, I'm going back in the house, and leaves me to my frustration.

Yes there's a lot of difference in men and women and I thank God for every one of them.

Pray for our troops

What do you think?

God Bless America

Charlie Daniels

August 10, 207