We can scare male bosses with mysterious gynecological disorder excuses.
We get to flirt with systems support men who always return our calls,
and are nice to us when we blow up our computers.
Men's clothes make us look elfin & gorgeous.
Guys look like complete idiots in ours.
We can be groupies. Male groupies are stalkers.
We can cry and get off speeding fines.
Men die earlier, so we get to cash in on the life insurance.
We don't look like a frog in a blender when dancing.
Free drinks, Free dinners, Free movies (you get the point).
We can hug our friends without wondering if she thinks we're gay.
We can hug our friends without wondering if WE'RE gay.
New lipstick gives us a whole new lease on life.
It's possible to live our whole lives without ever taking a group shower.
If we forget to shave, no one has to know.
We can congratulate our teammate without ever touching her butt.
If we have a zit, we know how to conceal it.
If we're dumb, some people will find it cute.
We have the ability to dress ourselves.
If we marry someone 20 years younger, we're aware that we look like an idiot.
Our friends won't think we're weird if we ask whether there's spinach in our teeth.
Gay waiters don't make us uncomfortable.
We'll never regret piercing our ears.
We can fully assess a person just by looking at their shoes.
There�s a precious time at the end of the day,
When shadows weave their gloom;
When loitering sunbeams have ceased their play,
Like children going home;
When the candles in heaven�s windows are lit,
And the drowsy elm trees nod;
There�s a friendly hour when I love to sit
And have a talk with God.
Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery.
© Tina's Prayer Gate
September 28, 2012