O.K. This is my first attempt at a blog.

Are there any true gentlemen out there anymore?
Let me start off by saying I sometimes truly feel like one of a kind. Not to pat myself on the back or toot my own horn or anything of that sort. I have never met my real father so I have always really watched the men in my life, looking for a father figure I guess. I feel like the way I am comes from not being like most of the men in my life. Not that I don't respect or even look up to them, I just disagree with some of the things they do or have done.

I was raised until the age of five with a single mother, she then married my first step-father. I do truly love him as he was my only father figure growing up. I just don't think he treated my mother like she deserved. I am not putting all the blame on him, they weren't meant to be together so they did not always get along. At the age of 12 or 13 I moved in with my grandparents who raised me to be a fine adult if I do say so myself. My grandfather was a private man who did not always like us grand kids being around so most of the up-bringing was done by my grandmother. So I had a lot of old fashioned ideas instilled on me, but on the other hand I also was taught to cook, clean, sew, and all kinds of things that a lot of men would look upon as girly. Therefore always being around in the kitchen or helping out on whatever projects were going on at the time, I also was around to listen to all the women complain about their significant others. So there were many of times I vowed not to be like them.

As i got into my twenties I found my true love. Even though she wasn't as sure as I was until much later. Even in our early relationship there were things that I could have done a little different, but it has all worked out so far. I remember my now mother-in-law saying once that on Valentine's Day you could line up all the men in a row and each one of them would have a box of chocolates or flowers and standing right in the middle with his purple dinosaur would be me.
I have always prided myself with being a little different, above par if you would. I like to bring the unexpected that way it is more of a surprise because I truly believe it is the little things that count.

I was flipping through the channels the other day and on Oprah or Dr. Phil or one of those shows there was a couple having issues in the bedroom. What got my attention was she wanted him to want to help around the house, all she asked was he take out the garbage. I couldn't believe when he said something along the lines of, why would I want to help, that stuff is not fun at all. That's what got my mind going on this whole issue. I could see almost every man I have ever known saying the same thing. And it is true, carrying out the garbage, doing dishes, vacuuming the floor, or doing the dishes is not really all that enjoyable at all. What is enjoyable is the reaction you get when you do those things. There are some who once in a blue moon will load the dish washer and expect praise. It doesn't work like that. The women may not say a word, if it continues though that is when things get really nice. She does appreciate the help. You know it's not fun, now imagine being the woman who does this day after day, she knows it's not fun either.

So to sum it up i guess what I am saying is why would any self-respecting man not treasure his wife, girlfriend, mother, grandmother, or significant other? Treat the women in your life like queens and therefore they will treat you like a king.

Please leave comments to let me know if I am right or wrong. Are there others like me out there somewhere?