On Being a Girl.

There are moments when I hate giving in to the notion that I'm a girl, and thus thrust with certain stereotypes.  I'll fiercely deny any girly-girlness, but for the sake of this entry, I'll fess up to being at minimum a girl, and with this gender comes a certain weakness (Ugh. I'd rather be known as tough, strong, grrr...).

I got to break into a couple of traditionally "male" activities today, courtesy of Mel, who is leaving for the East Coast and so was having a BBQ send-off at Chrissy Field (yay for the soon to be Dr. Mel!).  Now, I don't know what it is with guys and BBQ, but traditionally, all of us females know--BBQ is a guy's territory.  Sure, you can marinate the meat, but leave the bbq-ing to the "men."

With all such territorial men absent (thanks Dan for gladly handing over the reigns), the women take over!  And I think Luce and I did just fine on the barbee.  We had some nice caramel color action going on with them chicken wings.  And I got the whole thing down with the hamburger patties...push them closer together, yes, yes.  Wait until the edges brown up.  Flip with confidence, sizzle and ahh...a nice lookin' patty.

Now I confess that I kinda wandered back and forth from the barbee, so I won't take credit for the majority of the bbq-ing--but at least I got to do SOME.  You can fault the girl in me who got carried away socializing :)

Breaking male territory #2:  I GOT TACKLED BY MEL AND KALAM.  Here I was explaining to Hoang and Terrence about Mel not being so aggressive on the bball court when, *WHUMP* I suddenly have a nice view of the sky!  Apparently they were plotting for quite a while, but I held them off since I was holding an intimidating BBQ fork.  I don't think I've been attacked like that since my dear friend Helen got the best of me that summer of '00.  Helen, you would approve :)

Oh how I love being a girl, but sometimes, it's cool to do guy things, too .