From my wretched stance

I've learned a few things over the years....

--Love, outside of some blood relationships, is ALWAYS conditional.

--People CAN change.

--Age doesn't make you wiser; it makes you harder--harder to please mostly.

--It's okay to not live out some dreams (they were crazy anyway).

--When a man calls a woman "bitch" (outside of a hot, sexual situation), he's actually acknowledging that she is superior to him.

And with some rue, I accept...

--that I can no longer see the fine print without the aid of glasses.

--"M'am" and say goodbye to "Miss."

--the miracles of good make-up and skincare products.

--the closer relationship I must have with my doctor.

--that my legs can wrap fuh bout suh long, otherwise my hips and lower back will hurt for the ENTIRE next day.

Enjoy your weekend!

Comments

[Peter Sam]

We men have it worse, we can hardly hold straight in the loo, and gravity has a way with our discharger after we reach a certain age. Even our hair proves ungrateful, after we took so much pride in it, combing it, rubbing Vaseline in it, they still migrate to where ever it is hair goes, then "hello young man" changes to "move out de way deh big man". Hard for us to, and when the woman call you "Auntieman" you console yourself by saying "at least she leff in man in the Auntieman" or that she still sees the man in you how ever Auntie you might look, at least it gives you hope that she may come back, judging from my dad that seldom happens.

[c.d.valere]

hahahahahaaa...oh lordo!