I do not understand the male obsession with scratching themselves. I also do not understand the need to do it so often. I almost never have an itch, anywhere, let alone, ya know, in the lower regions where one might find shrinking Polar Bear genitals.
Yesterday in my post about Hunting, RabidAlien left a comment about sitting around a camp fire bonding after a days hunt. Talking, drinking and scratching. Huh, did not know that was part of the deal. Did not see that anywhere in Zercool’s posts, but I thought about my weekend at the range with the guys and there was a fair amount of spitting and scratching. Then yesterday I have this conversation(edited slightly for brevity sake) with Arete.
He is telling me we are going to do this and that and I need to focus on this when he says,
“But, it isn’t like I am going make you scratch yourself in public.”
Me- Thank god, I don’t even want to scratch myself in private.
A- You must shower a lot. Sorry you have never known the joys of a good scratch.
Me- Lol, well a good back scratch can be satisfying, but I really don’t have all that many itches. So, glad I am not a boy.
A- Well, now I have a goal. Gotta get you to have an itch so bad it needs to be scratched. It’s my mission to get you all itchy as we ground fight in the grass.
Me- I seriously have to stop telling you stuff.
He can turn even the most innocent conversation into some kind of psychological warfare training. I am just hopeful, I will have learned how to get out of whatever hold he has on me, so I can scratch the itch and I hope it doesn’t set off some kind of domino effect where I just go around scratching myself for the next week.
Moving on…Mrs. Groundhog has a new toy. Go check it out. You might be interested.
If you are not visiting the Gun Blog Black List and clicking around, you are doing yourself a great disservice. Lots of good stuff out there.
Someone left a rather strange comment on my Open Letter post last night and that prompted me to read it again for the first time since I wrote it. I think I have been afraid to re-read it because I was so emotional and wacka back then I thought I might feel embarrassed about it, but nope. It said exactly what I was feeling and still feel to this day. This has been such an incredible journey and I can tell you honestly, I am the happiest I have ever been in my life and I have had a very happy adult life. Even when life happens like it always does and the suck factor is in full force, I am still beyond happy. Thank you all so very much for supporting me, encouraging me, and advising me. You are the best!