I got a letter yesterday from my condominium association scheduling a meeting to discuss repairing the hurricane damage to the common areas of our townhouse community. My favorite sentence in the letter said that we would be meeting at Mr. Smith's house because Mr. Smith wanted to discuss repairing the fences in the neighborhood with the men.
You read that right. It didn't just say that the fences would be discussed. It said that Mr. Smith wanted to discuss the repair of the fences with the men. How quaint.
The strangest part of the letter, however, was my reaction to it. I've been a single independant woman for a long time. So, you would think that the chauvinistic tone of the letter would have ruffled my petticoat. Quite the contrary. I actually liked the sound of it. I think on fence repair day, I'll schedule a massage and a facial.