The Difference Between Men And Women

“Honey,” I called out as I walked down the upstairs hallway. “I’m coming downstairs and I’m not dressed.”

“Honey,” I called out as I walked down the upstairs hallway. “I’m coming downstairs and I’m not dressed.”

I’ve lost almost ten pounds on my diet and I wanted Helaine to judge whether there was a noticeable difference or not. When I walked into the family room, she looked at me like I was crazy.

Actually, it hasn’t yet been established I’m not.

“This is a blog entry,” she said. “This is where men and women are different.”

She doesn’t like having her picture published, so you probably don’t know what Helaine looks like. She is slim and very attractive. Calling her a babe is an accurate characterization.

“If I lost 50 pounds… If I looked like Heidi Klum” she continued, “I wouldn’t walk down here with my clothes off”

Maybe I should have just asked her if she could see the difference after I got dressed? Maybe I need a little more modesty?

Oh, as it turns out, she can see I’ve lost weight.