We, as women, have this slight flaw. Yes, admitting it, we are flawed with a faultless memory in regard to the good and bad in men... Stored within our memory banks is every loving gesture and sugar-coated word, thoughtful moments, places, arguments, indiscretions, lies all cataloged, timed and dated... The list, for us, is endless... It is not our fault... You give us so much to remember...