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CELEBRATE WOMEN'S HISTORY MONTH
An inspirational poem about women-
Remembering How To Fly
You were born a daughter.
You looked up to your mother.
You looked up to your father.
You looked up to everyone.
You wanted to be a princess.
You wanted to own a horse.
You wanted your brother to be a horse.
You wanted to wear pink.
You never wanted to wear pink.
You wanted to be a veterinarian.
You wanted to be president.
You wanted to be the president's veterinarian.
You were picked last for the team.
You were the best one on the team.
You refused to be on the team.
You wanted to do well in algebra.
You hid during algebra.
You wanted boys to notice you.
You were afraid the boys would notice you.
You started to get acne.
You started to get breasts.
You started to get acne that was bigger than your breasts.
You wouldn't wear a bra.
You couldn't wait to wear a bra.
You couldn't fit into a bra.
You didn't like the way you looked.
You didn't like the way your parents looked.
You didn't want to grow up.
You had your first best friend.
You had your first date.
You spent hours on the telephone.
You got kissed.
You got to kiss back.
You went to the prom.
You didn't go to the prom.
You went to the prom with the wrong person.
You spent hours on the telephone.
You fell in love.
You fell in love.
You fell in love.
You lost your best friend.
You lost your other best friend.
You really fell in love.
You became a steady girlfriend.
You became a significant other.
You became significant to yourself.
Sooner or later, you start to take yourself seriously.
You know when you need a break.
You know when you need a rest.
You know what to get worked up about, and what to get rid of.
And you know when it's time to take care of yourself,
to do something that makes you stronger, faster, more complete,
Because you know it's never too late to live life,
And never too late to change one.
-author unknown
The following is dedicated to
my wonderful husband
and other males who have a sense of humor...
:-)
I think Santa Claus is a woman...
I hate to be the one to defy sacred myth, but I believe he's a she.
Think about it. Christmas is a big, organized, warm, fuzzy
nurturing social deal, and I have a tough time believing
a guy could possibly pull it all off!
For starters, the vast majority of men don't even
think about selecting gifts until Christmas Eve.
It's as if they are all frozen in some kind of
Ebenezerian Time Warp
until 3 p.m. on December 24th,
when they - with amazing calm - call other errant men
and plan for a last-minute shopping spree.
Once at the mall, they always seem surprised to find only
Ronco products, socket wrench sets, and mood rings
left on the shelves.
(You might think this would end it, but my husband tells me
it's an enormous relief because it
lessens the 11th hour decision-making burden.)
On this count alone, I'm convinced Santa is a woman.
Surely, if he were a man, everyone in the universe
would wake up Christmas morning to find a
rotating musical Chia Pet under the tree, still in the bag.
Another problem for a he-Santa would be getting there.
First of all, there would be no reindeer because they would
all be dead,gutted and strapped on to the rear bumper
of the sleigh amid wide-eyed,
desperate claims that buck season had been extended.
Blitzen's rack would already be on the way to the taxidermist.
Even if the male Santa DID have reindeer,
he'd still have transportation problems because he would inevitably
get lost up there in the snow and clouds
and then refuse to stop and ask for directions.
Add to this the fact that there would be unavoidable
delays in the chimney, where the Bob Vila-like Santa
would stop to inspect the bricks in the flue.
He would also need to check for carbon monoxide fumes
in every gas fireplace, and get under every
Christmas tree that is crooked to straighten it to a
perfectly upright 90-degree angle.
Other reasons why Santa can't possibly be a man:
* Men can't pack a bag *
* Men would rather be dead than get caught wearing red velvet *
* Men would feel their masculinity is threatened...
having to be seen with all those elves *
* Men don't answer their mail *
* Men would refuse to allow their physique to be described
even in jest as anything remotely resembling a "bowlful of jelly" *
* Men aren't interested in stockings
unless somebody's wearing them *
* Having to do the Ho Ho Ho thing would seriously
inhibit their ability to pick up women *
* Finally, being responsible for Christmas
would require a commitment *
I can buy the fact that other mythical holiday characters are men...
* Father Time shows up once a year
unshaven and looking ominous. Definite guy. *
* Cupid flies around carrying weapons. *
* Uncle Sam is a politician who likes to point fingers. *
Any one of these individuals could pass the
testosterone screening test.
But not St. Nick. Not a chance.
As long as we have each other, good will, peace on earth,faith
and Nat King Cole's version of "The Christmas Song",
it probably makes little difference what gender Santa is!!
-author unknown
"Thank you 'Coongie'"
GUYS, WE REALLY DO LOVE YOU!!
THE SHAPE WOMEN ARE IN
Did you know...
If shop mannequins were real women,
THEY'D BE TOO THIN TO MENSTRUATE.
There are 3 billion women who don't look like supermodels
and ONLY 8 WHO DO.
Marilyn Monroe wore a SIZE 12.
If Barbie were a real woman,
she'd have to walk on all fours due to her proportions.
The average American woman weighs 144 lbs.
and wears between a size 12 and 14.
One out of every 4 college aged women has an eating disorder.
The models in the magazines are airbrushed -
THEY'RE NOT PERFECT!!
A psychological study in 1995 found that
3 minutes spent looking at models in a fashion magazine
caused 70% of women to feel depressed, guilty and shameful.
Models who twenty years ago weighed 8% less than
the average woman, today weigh 23% less.
PHENOMENAL WOMAN
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies.
I say
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips
The stride of my steps
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal Woman
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please
And to a man
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees
Then they swarm around me
A hive of honey bees.
I say
It's the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth
The swing of my waist
And the joy in my feet
I'm a woman
Phenomonally
Phenomenal Woman
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see
I say
It's in the arch of my back
The sun of my smile
The ride of my breasts
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal Woman
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say
It's the click of my heels
The bend of my hair
The palm of my hand
The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal Woman
That's me.
-author Maya Angelou
INSPIRATIONS ABOUT WOMEN
Quite lengthy, but nonetheless, interesting...
Women have strengths that amaze men.
They carry children, they carry hardships, they carry burdens...
but they hold happiness, love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.
Women wait by the phone for a "safe at home call"
from a friend after a snowy drive home.
Woman friends keep secrets you told them years ago
and never bring it up again...
Women have special qualities about them.
They volunteer for good causes.
They are pink ladies in hospitals,
they bring food to shut ins.
They are child care workers, executives, attorneys,
stay at home moms, biker babes and your neighbors.
They wear suits, they wear jeans, they wear uniforms.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up for injustice.
They are in the front row at PTA meetings.
They vote for the person that will do the best job
for family issues.
They walk and talk the extra mile to get
their children in the right schools
and for getting their family the right health care.
They write to the editor,
their congressmen and to "the powers that be"
for things that make for a better life.
They don't take "no" for an answer
when they believe there is a better solution.
They can wipe a tear, cover a cut and pat you
on the back at the same time.
They eat a little so their family can have more.
They rush to school to pick up a sick child.
They stick a love note in their husband's lunch box.
They do without new shoes so that their children
can have them.
They go to scout meetings and are
chaperones on class trips.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They don't make excuses for defending
their family or friends.
They give a friend some money in times of trouble.
They love unconditionally.
They are loyal, honest and forgiving.
They are smart, knowing that knowledge IS power.
But they still know how to use their softer
side to make a point.
Their world consists of goodness,
love and caring.
Women want to be the best for their family,
their friends and themselves.
They cry when their children excel and cheer
when their friends get awards.
They get teary eyed when others do great things.
They save their anger for the unjust
and the insincere.
They tell people that need to be told to
straighten up their act.
They lend a shoulder to cry on,
an ear to listen and a voice to make suggestions.
They are happy when they hear about a birth
or a new marriage.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They have so much sorrow at the loss of a
family member, yet they are strong when they think
there is not any strength left.
They can control situations that seem uncontrollable.
They can round up energy when they are tired.
They can stay up a little longer to talk to
someone that needs a friend.
They will rush to be by your side
when they are lonely.
They will give up their favorite TV show
to help with homework or read a bedtime story.
A woman's touch can cure any ailment.
They know that a hug and a kiss
can heal a broken heart.
She can make a romantic evening unforgettable.
She can bring out the best in her husband,
children and friends.
They don't mind standing in the shadows.
They are not there to push, but to gently encourage.
They are cheerleaders, teachers, loves and
important in many peoples daily lives.
They can whisper a kind word, scream a loud cheer
and laugh away a fear.
They can mend your broken spirit and give you
back your self-esteem.
They can knit a family back together
after a break or a loss.
Women come in all sizes, in all colors and shapes.
They live in homes, apartments, cabins and trailers.
They drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you
to show how much they care about you.
They have hearts that forgive and forget an injustice.
They have hearts that remember a kindness.
They have hearts that beat with loyalty and love.
The heart of a woman is what makes the world spin.
They can cry and laugh at the same time.
They can be sad and hopeful at the same time.
Women do more than just give birth.
They bring joy and hope.
They teach us to dream and make goals.
They give compassion and ideals.
They climb into a persons life and make
everything better again.
They give moral support to their family and friends.
And all they want back is a hug, a smile
and for you to do the same to people
you come in contact with.
Women are leaders, but don't want followers.
They want people to grow into the best person they can be.
They want to touch you in a way that will
make you share your goodness with others.
One touch can turn a bad day into a better one.
One extra minute of her time will make a child feel special.
One more kiss will make her husband feel loved.
Women have a lot to say and a lot to give.
After God made Adam, He improved by making Eve.
*This was sent to me by someone who respects women
Why not pass it on to someone you recognize and know...?
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