Infinite Delight

Never will I stop
Loving and wanting you so.
We are forever. 

Well Wishes

For your special day.
Hope all is well with you, friend.
It has been too long.

Ode to the Gryllidae

You are a most ugly creature.
There is no quality about you that is redeeming.
A lesson you will soon learn from this teacher.
After which, instead of chirping you might be screaming.

Your back is shiny; your antennae are pointy,
With legs that look like inverted Vs.
You think you're so smart and perhaps home-free
As you forage your way through grass and trees.

What you fail to realize and presume
Is that I'm coming after you.
Be it with my shoe, electric zapper, or a broom--
Oh, yes!  This will be quite the coup.

Do your compound eyes help you see
The broom as its lifted high above?
With squeals by your killer of 'whoopee,'
It sails through the air like the flight of a dove.

Cricket season is high, but your death came with a thump.
I no longer hear your incessant chirping peep.
Finally, you will no longer be able to jump,
And I will be able to get my beauty sleep. 

A Glass Always Full

Think positively.
An eternal optimist
Will have happiness.

Seeing Red

It is wonderful to see how research dollars are being spent and how much progress has been made for women.  The article Bears not attracted to menstruating women readily explains this.  I am particularly fond of the next to the last paragraph as those statistics are quite riveting. 

What is it that makes much of society believe women are sub-human when that 'time of the month' (euphemistically speaking, of course) arrives?  I'm conjecturing here that this much needed research and information was supported by tampon makers, so the story will bode quite well for their future advertising dollars.  They will now be able to show us that along with dancing, bike riding, and swimming, we can cavort in forests with bears. 

This has most certainly set us back a few. 

And So It Begins...

The end of summer.
A new semester is here.  
New people to meet.

Eighty Four

Minutes it has been.
Why does sleep elude often?
Tranquil?  I think not.

Are you there Midol? It is I, a ... female

Hey! Makers of Midol.  Listen to my incessant buzz.

Why must the oval-shaped ocean-blue pill be housed in a square piece of foil and paper that takes more than one millisecond to open?  Do you not understand that time is precious when ladies need their fix? 

Why must you create the tiniest of triangles to peel back not once, not twice, not even thrice, to get at what we search for?  Do you not understand that time is precious when ladies need their fix?

Why must we then be forced to dig a tiny corner of fingernail into a silver covering?  No fingernail at the ready?  Then what?  A sharp instrument?   Do you not understand that time is precious when ladies need their fix?

Take heed.  Bring back the bottle since with a simple cap twist and bottle shake, many a woman will be elated.