1st job

Well today was a good day. I had my first official job and made my first income in my company!

So I am a very happy CyberChaun. This week has seen basically 5 jobs come my way that will be wrapped up in the coming week.

Thank you God for the blessings!!!

A follow-up

When I posted a few days back about all the caffeinated products at ThinkGeek.com. Well they have a new product for your caffeine needs.

A caffeinated inhaler. 150 mg of caffeine per dose and 100 doses per inhaler cartridge! WOW!!!!

Two poems

My 10 year old daughter wrote these and I felt like sharing them.

LOVE IS......

Love is the song of hope and peace, forever carrying through the world

She hopes for all like a mother, hoping for her sickly child
She has a pocket of secrets, giving away to those whom should know
Love's friends are envy, guilt, embarrassment and joy
She remembers the future, but forgets the past
She hears but one sound as she waits in the corners, ready to pounce
Love wanders through the barren land of defeat, bringing hope and joy to all
Her laughter is like a rose, forever in bloom, and her sobs are like an always stabbing dagger
Her warming touch is like velvet, soft and caring, and even never ending
Her eyes stare through you, softening you, molding you
Her enemies are hatred,rudeness and selfishness
She is defenseless, yet cares for all the other people in the world
Love is wild, but dangerous. She conflicts things, and causes hearts to be broken
She wander through the world, appearing in splashes of pink and purple, warming the souls of people everywhere
She lives on a blanket of kindness, collecting hearts and dipping them in gold
Her caring eyes, and her kind touch, it draws people into her threshold, bringing people together
Love is the mouth of destruction, never thinking her actions through
She smells like the aroma of flowers, and her voice as comforting as the wind in an orchard
Love frees all

LIFE

Life rides on the wings of time
He brings joy to all during spring
he appears through the world as saplings and goslings
Life is as loving as a mother, as controlling as a master
he is the color of peace and joy
he goes as fast as the blue, babbling brook
he comes as slow as an oak tree growing in the winter
Life is the beginning of joy, the end of grief.
Life is everywhere