I have to admit that when I was a kid I was a tomboy and competitive with the boys in sports. I preferred their walkie talkies and Hot Wheels, that they could shoot baskets almost as good as I could and could give me a game of tennis that kept me running. I wanted to talk about what they were talking about and I wanted to build tree forts with them and at the same time, I wanted to kiss them senseless.
Men are exciting.
It's not just the physical, but the way they think and their attitude. They are quick to take credit when they do something right. They enjoy the sense of control in their lives and the ambitious drive to see what they are capable of. They want to top themselves at tasks they undertake. They can be in the moment when it comes to sex and intimacy in a way that women often cannot when they are preoccupied with how their "rolls of fat" look, if the kids can hear them, or what they have to do on their chore list the next day.
Men live in the moment.
I might complain about how tough it is to find a man who is tall enough, funny, liberal, likes horror and the paranormal, sex and might not mind photographing abandoned places or shooting baskets until sunset, but honestly it's not all misery. Every day, I encounter men who meet the requirements. But, it's still a struggle to find ones who are also not spoken for.
I continue to be optimistic because, well, I'm hardly going to give up men.
They're just too yummy!