Apples and wine

I shared this with many of you the other day:

Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree.
Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of
falling and getting hurt. Instead, they sometimes take the apples from the
ground that aren't as good, but easy. The apples at the top think something is
wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for
the right man to come along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the
way up to the top of the tree.

Now men ... men are like fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it's
up to women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something
acceptable to have dinner with.

My Ninja friend had this response:

Sometimes the good apples fall from the tallest part of the tree, gathering
speed and sheer force, and then crash into the innocent grape minding his
own business in the shade below. The poor grape, still dazed from the
tremendous blow to the head, is faced with the most frustrating question of
all from the apple...."Why aren't you wine yet?"

In reality I guess women do have it best and we do control most everything. Aside from being able to pee standing up, not having long lines in the bathroom, being considered sexy even when over 50 and getting paid more for the same jobs, it really would suck to be a guy. We have what they want and that ultimately gives us the power : )

We are women--hear us ROAR! (or purr!) ; )