Valentine's Day....

To some better known as “VD”; a horrific disease awaiting attack on the lonely, the without, the pathetic souls who have “NO ONE”.

A higher risk in women!

This disease promotes sickness when exposed (from a distance) to fuzzy teddy bears, handmade hearts, perfect long stem roses, jewelry of any kind and any thing with the color of pink or red!

Love songs can cause a trip to the emergency room!

Other side effects:

When reminded by other females with their evil bragging of “OH MY GOD LOOK WHAT BIFF BOUGHT ME” or “ROSES FOR ME???.....AWWWWW” …

VOMITING WILL OCCUR!

Commercials promoting perfectly fit women wearing VD attire…reminding you why your last boyfriend dumped you will cause indulgence of ice cream with ruffles potato chips.

AGAIN, VOMITING WILL OCCUR!

VD has a reverse affect on men.

To those less sentimental men who have “NO ONE”, it is like Monday night football! It’s a party! No commitment, no expenses…freedom reigns! Clear of all VD!

To less fortunate men with that “sweetheart” in their lives it is a struggle.

Some view it as merely a marketing strategy for candy, flowers and card companies.

And, a way to screw MAN!

They find themselves rationalizing. Saying things like:

“But honey I love you EVERYDAY, isn’t that enough?”

And there is the DO & DON’T DO LIST:

Do buy FOOFY things. (What ever that means)

Don’t buy kitchen appliances or a drill!

If buying flowers, DO have them sent to work from flower shop.

Don’t buy mixed flowers at grocery store!

Side effects:

Despair, hatred…the urge to be single again.

And at last the lucky few who do not suffer VD but enjoy what is known as Valentine’s Day. A day of love.

Ah….Mi Amor.

Time standing still while love flourishes in each other’s eyes.

Spending the day walking on the sand or in the park.

Staying in bed and holding that special someone that makes your heart skip a beat.

Being reminded this is the person of your dreams. Your future. Your forever.

Taking a day out of your busy life to remember what that person means to you.

Maybe you just don’t tell them enough and Valentine’s Day allows you to stop and remind them.

It is more than flowers, dinner, candy and an “I love you” card. It is an expression of romance, happiness, and true love.

I find it hard to see past the VD…BUT I am a romantic and have a sentimental heart.

I somehow have managed to escape most side effects of VD. I have only minor loneliness and mild heartache.

I find Valentine’s Day as well… just another day!

However, I wish those who have someone Happy Valentine’s Day and for those who don’t…stay in bed.

Remember it only lasts a day!

My friends...

After midnight and I'm with my friends.
Oh they are quite amusing.
Annoying at times.
But I realized that no matter what...
They are always with me.

They never complain.
Although occasionally they bicker about little things.
They accept me for who I am. And what I am not.
If I make mistakes they look past them.
All they require is my love and attention.
That is a simple request for all the happiness they bring into my life.

When I am lonely, like tonight, I turn around and there they are.
They just wait to hear me say their names and an overwhelming energy takes over.
It's as if all they waited for all day was for me!
What a special feeling.

Perhaps I leave them too much.
For I know they will never leave me until death prevails.
They allow me to cry.
They don't require guidelines for our friendship.
And too often I take them for granted and they still have happy hearts.
It is an unconditional love.


So here is to my friends:

Although you walk on all fours and wear a coat of fur.
And barking is your language instead of speaking words.
I will never forget our friendship and the memories left to live.
Nor the love, peace, smiles and happiness that you give!

I love you Pica, Bentley, Lilly, Sarah & my visitor Mia.

Day two: RAIN

Day two: RAIN. The ever soothing, peaceful, stay in bed sound mother nature offers to humans.
Yes Mother nature is quite a comedian!

Hence my jumping out of bed an hour late and cursing the sky that spits out these drops of "do I have to go to work?" rain.

What could be considered an aphrodisiac to the mind turns into a cyanide pill as I drive like a mad woman through pockets of water, adjusting the windshield wipers to the inconsistency of downpour on my window.

And do people simply not care that I have to be somewhere?
You would think they were snatched by Aliens the night before and hypnotized to stop functioning at the sight of rain!!!!

Anyways...
all this talk is making me thirsty.

Until tomorrow. Just be you!!!

my morning "blog"

OK......So what now? I've broke from the orbiting words of the blog world.

I need motivation and 3 cups of coffee has not helped. Nor has 3 hours of sleep!

I feel like i'm jumping into a moving vehicle.

It doesn't look pretty!

And why again do falling cats land on their feet???

Just seeing if you were paying attention.

I guess i can call this my morning "blog" (aka: 'JOG' for the mind)

And folks i'm out of breath already.

So pathetic as it seems....

I'm ending my run on words and will attempt this again tomorrow!