men/women..we sure are different!

I know, I know, we all know there (3 "knows" already and I have just begun...) are huge differences between men and women. Yesterday, I got to experience one first hand. That didn't come out right. That made it sound like I have never seen a man before, or talked with one before, OK. let's start over. Yesterday, I asked my teenage son to phone his dad to take steaks out of the freezer. I, myself, had a brain freeze and totally forgot to take them out. Since, we were driving I got him to call. Have to make an impression on the new driver after all and not use cell phone while driving. SO, he phones home and asks his dad to take the steak out of the freezer. Simple, yet, that required lots of questions from the other end. He first asked if they were in the top freezer or the one in the basement. Basement, says I.  What kind of packaging are they in. Oh good god..they are steak man, figure out it for yourself (said my inside voice). I told him exactly what basket they were in and what the packaging would look like. Then I remembered something and said " Oh, let your dad know, our youngest won't be home for dinner". Now, here comes the difference between the sexes bit." "dad, Adrian won't be home for dinner". I then say " because he is going to an after school party and won't be home probably until late. You see his friends are celebrating that it is the last day of school, so why not party". While I am saying this, my son says "ok, bye" and hangs up the phone. I then said "Ah you didn't tell him what I was saying! He doesn't know why Adrian won't be home for dinner. I was mid sentence and you hung up."! To which my son said "I told him he won't be home for dinner, he said fine and that was it."  I almost felt like I should phone my husband back and explain things, give him reasons as to why things were the way they were. Didn't he want to know why he wouldn't be home for dinner? Is that just me? Is that the nosy part of my personality that would want to know all the details about what was going on with him?  Not to worry, my friends, I did finally get to explain why he wasn't home for dinner, because during dinner he said "where is he? When will he be home? Who is going to get him?"  So I got to use all of my words and then some!  This using less words then women thing has been around for ever. Here I thought, I might be able to change a bit of that by training my sons to talk more. Express themselves more. When I ask "how was your day?", I would like a detailed account of actually how their day went. Not the usual "fine" answer. I feel I will be beating my head against the wall. I have a motive for doing this. Not the beating my head against the wall, but for the chatting. My daughter leaves for university in the fall and I will be in a house of nothing but men! Hey, now might be the time to teach my dog to talk. She seems to listen to every word I say. I have informed my men, that they will need to improve on their communications skills when she leaves. I am thinking that just isn't going to happen. And so, I present my blog! This shall receive most of my ramblings in the future. I just need to make it prettier. There must be a way to make it nice to look at other then some typing. I will work on that the next time I visit.