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Won't anyone admit that the type of conversation a man would have with a close woman friend can be very pleasing and completely different than he would have from his men friends? The reason people search out multiple friends is they like varied perspectives and conversational styles. A conversation a man is going to have with a woman friend has the potential to be very nice and interesting.
Sure his wife should be his best friend but not his only friend!
We won't "admit" it because we all realize YOU are just trying to justify YOUR bad behavior with a married man
The only close, meaning intimate, woman friend a man should have is his wife.
Sure a man can have friends of both sexes, but there are boundries - you don't cross over into intimate close conversation.
The things you tell to your opposite sex friend should be the things your spouse either already knows, or you'd have no problem saying to them.
Once you start sharing confidences with someone other than your spouse you are on a very slippery slope.
"My male married penpal talks about: his hopes and dreams and shows his personal side by talking about his disappointments, troubles with relatives, fights with his boss and insecurities. That information is none of my husbands business."
You ARE on a slippery slope, whether you want to believe it or not.
What kind of conversations do I need to be having with this intimate female friend, on the side?
Honestly, I'm not going to marry somebody with a huge jealous streak. I have female friends now, and I'll keep them. I have male friends and we don't just sit around talking about beer and boobs.
I really don't get what is even being asked? It's breaking my brain, which is broken this morning anyways.
Sweetie, hard as it may be for you to believe, we dont all wanna live in that manner.
The only man I would want to make clothes for me is Karl Lagerfeld. Oh, and Christian to make my shoes.
I doubt these men make anything of a quality that would last 10 minutes in my world. Just how good are these shoes on a rocky woods land trail?
With the dresses can you flip a yoke neck cover over one shoulder slip a shoulder strap and breast feed infants? That point is moot in my case, but that is one of the designs I have sewn. Or don't modern women bear children anymore?
Location: Everybody is going to hurt you, you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for-B Marley
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There are things that the men would like to talk about that their male buddies will not discuss and their spouse just have no interest in.
Something isn't right here. If it's 'things that the men would like to talk about'--themen--then why couldn't it be discussed with all these men who like to talk about these things--whatever 'these things' are?
And if other women could be interested to hear it, why not the one you're with?
Oh my I'm so depressed. I really really wanted a man like you. You're such a catchLMAO
Your wife enjoys being treated like a submissive piece of ****. I on the other hand do not let any man control me.
By the way tuff=tough
Nope not true. While she can remain seated for 14+ hours on a motorcycle and never say a word, she is not treated like piece of ****. Not by any means. quite the contray, she is taken care of constantly.
I do the bull labor and she gets time to for art work as she is very good. She gets to experiment with plants, any kinds she wants.
One fear I have is that if she is well dressed, and falls out of a boat the silver will drown her. Most all of her silver is hand made by me and in museum quality for the American Fur Trade. She can't go anywhere with out comments on how nice and very unusal it is.
And for that matter I can't attend any primitive events and get out of my truck to set up camp before a line forms of folks who want to buy what ever I made.
I drive them off to set up camp, and 'she' goes to chat, leaving me to attend to camp things. Why should she have to untie poles, lift 80 odd pounds of canvass? Lug cassets (wooden trunks) filled with what ever we brought?
We live very differently than most folks and she chose me for it. She is the value in the relation, the one who carrys what ever is valuable, and I am the bull and warrior. Once this was a way of life in some cultures.
White man and White women erred in understanding. They would see a woman follow 10 paces behind, and think it was of subserviance when it was not. The woman was holding what ever was of value and the man before was walking point to defend her.
Since she appreciates this, she shows it in attending to my comfort too. The way things should be.
Like i said she has never paid a dime for auto tech, and has her own car I chose. I get to choose since i am the one working on it right? This car happens to be a 1985 turbo changed Volvo, the one before was a Saab 900, and if I can find another pre OBDII Saab worthy of fixing she might get one of those in a rag top.
I plan to never own any vechical that has OBD or OBD II computers in it.
Yeah I know tough = tuff, LOL is laffin out loud or laughing out loud, BTW is By the Way. I am the typo king
William Clark, of the Lewis and Clark, Mission of Discovery is one of my heros. He said an educated man should be able to spell any given word 15 different ways.
What you call submissive, is what my wife considers Freedom. We got together in 1990 and in all this time we might have had 3 arguments. The last was in 2005, when I learned both Minolta cameras i bought were hers!
The beer thing is real, she wear a chit eatting grin on her face when she does that too.
I am not like other guys either. At 58 I have never once taken a viagra, I still have a full head of hair, and it goes halfway down my back. I am nearly 6 feet tall, and in summer weight weigh 145 pounds.
I still go hiking, hunting fishing, and will out pace by accident many younger people. I don't mean too, I just learned a pace long ago and it's habit.
I have been in stores before, but over all there is very little in them we want. Other than a few electronics there is not much of interest.
Of course we have things like jeans, but these are cheap work clothes. Art materials are handy in stores, but these are about it for items of modern interest for us.
Oh yeah, According to the hospital I am the omly man to ever spend a whole night in maturnity. My wife had to suffer a hysterectomy, and for closeure wanted pictures.
I was not allowed to be in surgery, but i tried to be hard. After when a nurse came to tell me it was done i asked for bthe parts removed for filming. I was sluffed off and told the parts were in the Lab, I asked where the lab was. The female doctor came asking why. I said it was a request my wife made and she wanted pics.
The doctor said it was odd anyone would want such pics, and i said it's odd your people in the lab want the parts. She thought about that and agreed.
The parts came in a paper coffee cup and were swimming in formaldrhyde. I just reached in and plucked out the parts. I could see cysits (sp) I leaned over close and took pics, picked the parts up again turned them over and took more pics. The doctor and nurses were still watching me, and when i was done they appeared to be impressed that i could stand the stench.
I asked then if i could keep the parts as i could put it into use, but they said no, so I had to surrender them.
So I spent the night at my wifes side, all night.
Later on a check up which I drove my submissive poor wife too, the doctor commented on the pics wondering if they were any good, I went and got them and the doctor wanted copies. She got them.
My boyfriend can talk to his male best friend about anything, and I'm sure that his best friend knows a few things about him that I don't know yet. Sure, he has female friends that he talks to, but they are not people he shares his most intimate thoughts with- those are reserved for me, his best friend, and his dad. My BF has been one of my best friends for the 7 years, even when we weren't dating, so I'd be very concerned if he developed that type of friendship with another woman because I KNOW what that intimacy can lead to. We have a very tight knit group of friends composed of both males and females, and neither of us have any problem with having real discussions about serious things with these people. That seems to fulfill both of our conversational/emotional needs.
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Nope not true. While she can remain seated for 14+ hours on a motorcycle and never say a word, she is not treated like piece of ****. Not by any means. quite the contray, she is taken care of constantly.
I do the bull labor and she gets time to for art work as she is very good. She gets to experiment with plants, any kinds she wants.
One fear I have is that if she is well dressed, and falls out of a boat the silver will drown her. Most all of her silver is hand made by me and in museum quality for the American Fur Trade. She can't go anywhere with out comments on how nice and very unusal it is.
And for that matter I can't attend any primitive events and get out of my truck to set up camp before a line forms of folks who want to buy what ever I made.
I drive them off to set up camp, and 'she' goes to chat, leaving me to attend to camp things. Why should she have to untie poles, lift 80 odd pounds of canvass? Lug cassets (wooden trunks) filled with what ever we brought?
We live very differently than most folks and she chose me for it. She is the value in the relation, the one who carrys what ever is valuable, and I am the bull and warrior. Once this was a way of life in some cultures.
White man and White women erred in understanding. They would see a woman follow 10 paces behind, and think it was of subserviance when it was not. The woman was holding what ever was of value and the man before was walking point to defend her.
Since she appreciates this, she shows it in attending to my comfort too. The way things should be.
Like i said she has never paid a dime for auto tech, and has her own car I chose. I get to choose since i am the one working on it right? This car happens to be a 1985 turbo changed Volvo, the one before was a Saab 900, and if I can find another pre OBDII Saab worthy of fixing she might get one of those in a rag top.
I plan to never own any vechical that has OBD or OBD II computers in it.
Yeah I know tough = tuff, LOL is laffin out loud or laughing out loud, BTW is By the Way. I am the typo king
William Clark, of the Lewis and Clark, Mission of Discovery is one of my heros. He said an educated man should be able to spell any given word 15 different ways.
What you call submissive, is what my wife considers Freedom. We got together in 1990 and in all this time we might have had 3 arguments. The last was in 2005, when I learned both Minolta cameras i bought were hers!
The beer thing is real, she wear a chit eatting grin on her face when she does that too.
I am not like other guys either. At 58 I have never once taken a viagra, I still have a full head of hair, and it goes halfway down my back. I am nearly 6 feet tall, and in summer weight weigh 145 pounds.
I still go hiking, hunting fishing, and will out pace by accident many younger people. I don't mean too, I just learned a pace long ago and it's habit.
I have been in stores before, but over all there is very little in them we want. Other than a few electronics there is not much of interest.
Of course we have things like jeans, but these are cheap work clothes. Art materials are handy in stores, but these are about it for items of modern interest for us.
[whew] So much to say about this post. But I'll resist and just add--about William Clark's 15 different ways to spell a word; Mark Twain said someything like, I never could stand a man who could only spell a word one way.
I would like to say about your woman's car you chose because You have to work on it; that would be fine with me--if it were being worked on more than I were driving it. Other than that, your lifestyle sounds very intriguing.
Well her first car i was responcible for was that Saab. Her husband from before bought her a car that never left the drive way once.
The saab was a dingy fadded maroon, had seized brakes, a hanging down head liner that flapped in the breeze, and had real bad ball joints a part of the suspention, and assorted other problems like a dead battery.
I traded a saddle to ride horses for that car.
Of course she never drove that car like that. It was a 5 speed stick shift too, and at the time she had no idea how to drive stick shift.
So I tore off the ft bumper, the back bumper and everything inbetween, and replace the ball joints, battery, injectors, and took her in my truck to the cloth shop to let her select anything she wanted for a head liner. She chose a cotton that looked like inside a old bible paper, a cloth that mimiced oil on water i guess. It wasn't wide enough, so i machine sewwed it to be wide enough. Then I used those little chair carpet tack things that look like a corkscrew and capped them with copper domes to hold up the center area of the head liner, for a rolled and pleted effect.
I had the seats and carpets out too, and painted the door jams and the rest of the car cedar green, a color she picked out, that went well with the tan seats and that many color head liner.
When the car was done it was just like a new car, and i taught her how to drive stick. We might still have that car, but it was sold because we took a trip and we had no place to store it, storing the truck and the volvo which is a wagon was all the room we had in a paid storage unit along with everything else we owned.
But when it was done it only needed oil and filter changes just like any other car. It just so happens i am a x Saab and Volvo tech. Recently I looked at a black pre OBD computer Saab, which was a rag top, said to have a blown tranny. I was too late finding it and it was sold for 200 bucks just about the instant i found it.
I don't care what is wrong with a car a bit, so long as parts can be had. And some parts can't be had for money or anything else, but I weld too, so say a body side shock mount rusts away, and breaks, I make up a paper pattern, which can be more than one piece like a shirt or coat, and lay the paper on steel, cut out the pieces and weld them to be one and then weld them to a car.
In general I over build what i make, so I will never have to fix it again.
I am not well read in Mark Twain, so that is news to me.
The world as we know it is not the same world as William Clark or Mark Twain. I have forgotten Mark Twains real name and i know i could google it instantly, but the writter name he chose is a nautical term for a measured depth in fathoms of water to the bottom.
At that time there many different peoples in the USa or what would become the USA. At that time they didn't worry about the things we do, and each had it own culture which has been white washed. Hmm is that where white washed comes from?
Anyway words change. One of my favorite is the word Yankee, which has more than 1,000 spellings.
What it means is most ammusing to me. It might be one of the worlds most confusing words too.
All it means is the word English, and it came to be standard as Yankee sometime in the mid 1860s during the War between the States, which was mainly fought by English gone American.
How this came to be is the French came here as early as 1502, which is the earlies know wreck, and i am sure the French were here well before that. As you know the French tawk funny. And who they were tawkin' to also tawked funny. People like Mic Mac, Montonyay, Huron, Wabnakee, Penobscot, Massachset, Narganset, and more.
Each group of their own culture coming to terms with the French for trade, which was metals one way for furs the other way. Other articals of trade are numerous.
These different accents all combined to say the word English, by other than English speaking peoples are a riot. Some are yengeze, yanquese, yenglaise, and up to 1,000 ways.
Our life style is eatting foods we grow from harvest to harvest, eatting wild foods as well, avoiding store bought foods with who knows what is added to them. That's work, but it beats cockadoodledoing perched on a chair in the early morning because some nasty growth hormone for a chicken is in a egg.
My poor abused wife loves her Turkshead Knot Wedding ring, even if it is just silver. Oh man, she thought she lost it in Mississippee ;d (sp) I told her i would make another after 4 hours of searching, but No that couldn't be, she had to have 'that one'. All I had done was stop to put on rain gear on some levey bridge in the middle of nowhere. Just past the bridge was the levy, a place to get off the narrow road, and that is when she discovered it missing. Turned out the ring slipped off her finger tucking in her shirt. So she found it.
I tied that from a single strand of wire apx 56 inches long. It is a nautical decoritive knot from the past ages. You might see one on a sail boat tiller these days, on a real wooden boat, if the owner is salty at all. Otherwise tennis players seem to like them in cotton bracletts. It takes me 6 hours in sterling wire.
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Other than that, your lifestyle sounds very intriguing. 
