the girl advantage

A long, lazy snow day replete with a crock pot of chicken stew, games of Hugger-Mugger, and live music around the piano was winding down when the phone rang. It was really more of a jangle and not the friendly ringing of a hi-how're-you-guys-doin'-anyways. It is almost ten p.m. and the report is this: water running in a basement of one of our properties. This newsflash rousts the menfolk from their warm couches and thrusts them into the swirling snow while visions of plumbing dance in their heads. Do the words hardworking and responsible come to mind? Boy, do I appreciate my guys.

I like being a girl at times like this.