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Husbands can be handy critters.

I am short. Well, at least by today’s standards. I’m approximately 5′4″ tall. I say approximately because it depends on the time of day. In the morning upright, evening sagging. That’s life!

My husband, affectionately known sometimes as fuzzy face, is 6′ tall. The things I can’t reach, he can. When something is too low for him, I get it. When I’m feeling down, he is there to help me feel a little better. When he’s feeling cheerful, which is most of the time, he cheers me up. He is definitely a very handy critter.

That doesn’t mean I always understand what he is trying to do. I don’t. Sometimes we are too different and it is almost like we speak 2 languages–male for one language, female for the other. What sometimes feels very reasonable to me, he treats as if I’ve spoken in a language he just does not know or understand. Why? I’m speaking plain English! Aren’t I? I hope so.

I have heard this phenomenon described as–testosterone poisoning. Go figure.

I don’t care. He’s my friend, a cuddly person to hold, a tall person for when I’m too short, a shoulder to lean on, someone to exchange ideas with, someone to listen to, someone to care about. All in all–a very Handy Critter.

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I’ve grown up hearing people talk about “common sense”. What ever happened to it? I don’t seem to find it being used, at least not very much.

Common sense says: if you drive too fast you use more gas, wear out the engine of your car and get speeding tickets. Yet, yo see people speeding, weaving in and out of traffic, endangering other’s lives.

Common sense says: if you use drugs, your life gets messed up. It’s illegal, dangerous, expensive and ruins you and your family. However, statistics show that drug use is up.

Common sense says: if you drink alcohol, you shouldn’t drive. However, each year DUIs are increasing, people get hurt and die.

Common sense says: if you can’t see where you are going, slow down, pull over and stop. Yet, recently in Florida over 100 vehicles were smashed up, their occupants hurt, some killed. Why? The passengers in these vehicles weren’t given a choice. The drivers sped down the highway into fog mixed with smoke and crashed. Why didn’t people do the simple thing and avoid the danger?

I wonder if people have forgotten that there are consequences for the things they do. When you make a choice in a type of behavior, you’ve also chosen to face the consequences that come with the behavior. It’s very simple, almost like pushing over the first domino in a long line of dominoes. You realize that one falling will cause others to fall. Your choice is simple, if you don’t want them to fall, don’t knock down the first one.

It’s almost like people have forgotten how to think or reason. Common sense is no longer so common. People in society appear to be running around like little children, acting impulsively; then, wondering why things don’t work out. We appear to have forgotten that there are consequences for the things we do. Also for the things we don’t do. If we don’t teach our children to be careful or behave, we shouldn’t be surprized when they misbehave.

Common sense says: Wake up, people!

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Have you ever noticed how complicated that politics has become? When a goal is in sight, the only way to it is confusing?

Well, having recently acquired a new cat for our house, my husband and I have had a chance to watch Kitty Cat politics in action. These politics in some ways resemble human politics. It was truly eye opening to watch it in action.

It all started with hiding. Not too long after there was hissing and growling involved. Each day, it was a very uneasy situation. My husband and I couldn’t interfere, because they to settle matters themselves. Glares were constantly exchanged. One cat (the new one) remained hidden under the bed. The other cat would sometimes slip under the bed and we’d hear growling. This went on a couple of days without any change.

Well, my husband and I had to bring things out into the open. We broke down the bed, got the cat out, then closed in the box frame so there was no longer an entrance. New kitty now found a new hiding place. Hunger lured her out; but, that was only temporary. Soon she would make more appearances for longer times. Soon there were open face offs between the new kitty and the older kitty. Slapping and hissing occurred when face offs happened. Soon however, curiosity got the better of both babies. When one was out, the other would hide or check out the other’s hiding place. Of course, face offs happened. Strangely enough, no fur flied, no blood flowed. As things progressed; there was less hissing, no more slapping.

As things stand now, the two cats play together, sleep together and eat together. There are even instances where tail tackling take part of both sides. I guess a wiggly tail is too hard to resist. There is general peace and acceptance.

Now, wouldn’t it be nice if people could negotiate differences as nicely as cats. There wouldn’t be blood shed. Why are people so hard to please? Being “catty” isn’t as bad as people make it out to be.

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Hiya, this is Two Ton Tilly. I’ve got a few things weighing on my mind. Sometimes, if you keep things inside you bloat up and feel all types of pressure. Let them out.

Right now, I hear laughter from my husband in the background. He evidently agrees with me about my having opinions. The way I figure it, everyone has opinions and ideas. Not everyone opens up and shares; well………I ain’t bashfull.

This is just the beginning.

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