I want to be surrounded by women. But not supermodels and Hollywood actresses or the women who aspire to be those things. I want to be surrounded by weird women. Stephanie is a druid. That is always a good start. And she approves of my goal which is even better. With two disabled adult sons in the house this place is far too masculine. We need visits from dragons and fairies and the women who tame them. Roses that are both beautiful and dangerous would be good. Women who know themselves and want to know the divine better. Witches and crones and pixies would balance out the testosterone. The cats have helped. Two beautiful young black felines lend a sense of mystery to the house. But adult boys on the autistic spectrum are a level of chaos and drama that we can hardly keep contained sometimes. So ladies cast your spells on us. Bring your foreign gods (or even local ones) and we will worship like Solomon of old. I need more weird women in my life. We all do.