Testosterone

It's a hard thing, no pun intended, to understand why men seem the need to show off or boast.  Some do it by revving up that car, and speeding along a road.  Others try to hit on anything with a pair of boobs.  There are those who use more hygiene products than a drug store carries, and has that orange glow fake tan. 


 Last night was a guys night out.  While it was only 3 of us, we seemed to revel in it.  I usually feel the need to get the maleness out after my group therapy session for our bereavement group.  I always feel drained emotionally and physically.  It usually repairs my soul and for a moment, makes me think it might be ok.

This time, however, I went out the week before.  Maybe if I load up on the testosterone before hand, I won't feel so drained afterwards.  Perhaps its just my hopeful fools wisdom.  The one thing is nice, as it was when I went to dinner with my wife, is just pure adult conversation.  No real work conversation, just random stories, drinks, and anecdotes.  Sometimes, with your spouse, the conversation always turns to the children, even when they aren't around.  While there is nothing wrong with that, it ignores the needs of the adults for that interaction.

Guys night out.  Beer.  Booze.  Babes (at least for one of the guys while I proudly wore my wedding band)  As Tim Taylor proudly said "More power" and a few manly grunts after that