Sunday, May 13, 2012

Today is Sunday, and in addition, today is also Mother's day so consider this a great big hug to all the mothers out there who work hard to raise kids, and keep their family together.  Obviously being a mother is a full time job and one of the hardest jobs on earth.  I thank God every day for my family, for my kids, and give credit to my wife for her contribution to the way my kids turned out.

Along a similar line, I was having a discussion the other day, here in the motorhome, about one aspect of RVing that hasn't been discussed before, that is the subject of towels, and in particular, those smaller "hand" towels that are sooooooooo useful in daily life.  In case you don't know what I'm talking about, here are a couple of examples:

I will readily admit that when I am in desperate need of a hand towel for (as an example) wiping up spilled water, or cleaning off some greasy engine part, I reach out for the closest one in reach.  My first glance is to the counter top where all hand towels should be stored!  Where I do not look is on the towel rack shown in the first picture.  Who in their right mind will go to the trouble of taking a hand towel, folding it neatly, and then threading it through the rack?  Why go to all that trouble when you know you will need that same towel in just a few minutes anyway?  Seems like a waste of effort to me.

The green towel laying on the counter is just fine for me, but apparently not for the other occupant in our rolling home, or as our son calls it, "the box".  "She who must be obeyed" is of the school which says you have to hang the towel back up on the rack, or even worse, if you find the towel neatly and precisely folded when you arrive, you must neatly and precisely fold it back into the same shape after you are finished using it.  I suspect there is some mysterious precise location on the counter top where the previously mentioned precisely folded towel must also be positioned or some awful fate awaits the errant towel positioner.  Just one more thing to worry about in an already troubled world!

Men know instinctively that those pretty towels typically found in places like the bathroom of the home of special friends you are visiting, those towels are not there to be used!  After all, if you use them, you have to refold them, again, precisely and neatly, and then reposition them as you found them.  All men have found this to be totally impossible, at least for the male of the specie and therefore chose not to even attempt it as the results are a very poor imitation of the original.  Besides removing those greasy spots after drying ones hands just takes too much time.  It is soooo much easier to just take the path of least resistance and wipe one's hands on one's jeans and then walk out of the bathroom with a smile on your face, acting as though nothing special has happened.  If you watch carefully in this situation, I have actually seen our hostess slyly get up, go into the aforementioned bathroom and surreptitiously check to see if her towels had been disturbed.  Don't deny it ladies, you all do it!  Men know that and that is why we use our garments as towels.  Keeps us out of trouble and that is the goal of every married man.