Men's Journal

I had a friend call me today and tell me he was bored with my blog, I needed to write something. I have been so busy, starting with last weekend. I had a vacation day scheduled Friday, but I busted my ass on my house getting it ready for sale. Then work called Saturday night and I wound up working all night, which blew my Sunday. And I've worked every night this week; I'm exhausted! But in the name of keeping my blog "not boring" (which I admit is a stretch for my boring life), I'm going to blog about something I had on my list.

As I was waiting on the tarmac during my flight back from Austin, I was trying to do the right thing and act interested in the what the old man next to me was saying. He lived in Indiana, was in Austin on business... blah, blah, blah. I couldn't do it, and his breath had something to do with that. I stared at the seat pocket in front of me and used my power of positive thinking that someone had left something very interesting in there just for me. I wore out SkyMall on the trip out (there is some cool stuff in there). I reached in the pocket and pulled out... Men's Journal! The new and current issue, rock on!

Now, I'm the typical woman who can't resist thumbing through Cosmopolitan, Self, Glamour, and the likes, if they're sitting in front of me. But I get sick of all the ads.... pages and pages of the same old stuff: makeup, perfume, jewelry, fashion. And the same old crap about losing weight, sex, hair, and that about covers it. You see the same things in every women's mag. So when I pulled out Men's Journal with a picture of Bear Grylls on the cover, I held it up proudly and said to the man next to me "Awesome, I've been dying to read this!" (I don't suppose that was too obvious.)

What surprised me was how much more I enjoyed this magazine than I do ones written for me (or should I say, people of my gender). The story on Bear was great, as were the stories on extreme skiing, MRSA (which, unfortunately, I could relate to, http://comojanine.blogspot.com/2009/01/mrsa.html), new cars, commuter bikes, fitness, food, gear... and not one makeup ad! OMG, I'm subscribing! I'm not sure what this says about me. No, I don't have penis envy! :)