MEN and More Men

   As I sit at the kitchen table this sultry summer morning, listening to the hammers and paintbrushes of worker bee men in my house, (lord what a run on sentence and I continue!)I reflect about men in my life.
  Boy crazy is a term that I heard, very early in my life. Not pull off your panties crazy, but I love men.
  I have loved many and still do, from the depths of heart, love, love, love.
  I married a man, Dr. Bill, with two sons, we soon had two more sons and later adopted our daughter Emma. I have two brothers, and so many male cousins that I still love to this day! My dad and uncles, play and played a huge part in the person who types now. All the sweet boys, that I dated and loved to pieces, treated me like a princess ( OK, there were some toads, but they get no air time) and taught me to take it down a notch! I still remain on a pedestal, but I keep myself there! Its a healthy crown to balance! I just want to thank all the boys/men in my life, for stroking the fires ( that sounds naughty?) Maybe I should say, " Thank you for loving me back" and making me appreciate the good in men.
  Even the worker men, that help me, I salute you for being on time and careful with my stuff and listening to me!
  Thank you to my husband for helping me raise boys that are good men, I adore them.
   Thank you to all the moms out there that raise boys, to be exemplary men.
   ( I just heard the garbage man swing by, Lord I love a man that will pick up garbage!)
My den is a wreck, and I choose to think about good men in my life!
This finding happiness in chaos is hard work, ( now I hear the tree trimming men, Love them)