WORLDS ARE FORMING

I am a man. I do manly things. (Part II.)

Tonight's dinner menu for a few friends, courtesy of J. Cleveland:

*Homemade tomato and basil soup.

*Fresh grilled mozzarella sandwiches.

*Tossed green salad.

*Triple ginger gingersnap cookies.

Hey, I am my own man.  I define what is manly for me.  Tonight, that was being a host to good friends. (If you want the recipes, I can give them to you, because they are what we call awesome.)

I am a man. I do manly things.

My world consists of reading books and writing papers.  However, this weekend, I did something manly.  I finally changed my headlights.  You see, one of them had been out since MAY.  So, stubborn as I am, I didn't drive at night over those SIX months, just because I didn't want to change the light.  Ha.  (To be fair, my car was across the country, not being driven, all summer.) 

I know that changing headlights is on the same level of difficulty as oh, say, pumping gas, but I really felt a sense of pride and accomplishment in finally doing it.  From walking around Pep Boys, refusing to ask for help so that I could figure it out, to getting my hands all dirty, to successfully removing and replacing the lights...I felt like a dude.  Kiiiinda sad, isn't it?

Oh, I took a drive that night, just to bask in the glow of my accomplishment.