Thursday, October 22, 2009

The Making of a Man

The list. Every woman has one. Men, too. The check list that's either mentally or literally created which collectively sums up your dream boat. I believe in the list, but only to an extent. I'd even get pass my height issue if a dude made it through my security checkpoints with ease and finesse. Well, not really, but I'd think about it for a minute or two.

My problem with the list is that it gets out of control. There are women with lists longer than the Holy Grail! Women who have everything from eye color to the color of their boxer briefs on this list. Settle down, cut back, think about what really matters, not what's really ridiculous. Yes, you should care about his spiritual beliefs. No, you shouldn't care about the outfit he wore to church. Yes, his finances matter. No, you aren't rolling in dough, so chill out. Build your empire together, don't expect to inherit something you didn't work for, Princess.

The list should be your skeleton. Your starting point. Not the finish line. People grow and change and morph into something more than a few points on a list anyway. Why fret about the small things, when the bigger ones weigh more.

B's List is quite simple.

1. Make me laugh

2. Make me love

3. Make me believe spiritually

4. Make me think

5. Make me scream ;)

And most of all:

6. Make me happy. 'Cause if we're happy, "everything's gonna be all right."

That bitch stole my line,


Blackie Collins

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