Thank God for Sunday. I see why the lord chose this day to rest. I had an eventful weekend. It was my plan to come here pack and chill but my brother had other plans for me. My brother is the type of person that will not ever go to the doctor. In his defense he is in pretty good health. An athletic type.He rarely ever gets sick. ( I contribute that to the three sixes on his scalp)Seriously, he takes care of himself. So for him to say " I need to go to the hospital" The pain had to be unbearable. He has been getting these spasms in his leg, buttocks and back recently. Of course he tried to diagnose himself,.WebMDis not for everyone. I told him "Your just old man, you can't do what you could when you where 18".He wasn't too happy with that statement. So, yesterday we spent the day in the emergency room. He is okay now. I think it scared him enough that he will follow up with his doctor.
My sister called and told me that she has been promoted to director of her entire department. I am sooooooooooo proud of her!
I spent the day with my parents. I love watching them interact with one another.They give me hope that true love is still alive.They have been married for 49 years and when they look at each other you can still see they love they have for one another in their eyes. You can feel it.
I didn't get any packing done. But I did manage to find a few sundresses ( on sale of course) being that summer is almost over. Just what I needed more clothes. Now I'm going to take the longest bubble bath known to mankind ( I love bubbles!) not as much as the fish in the tank in Finding Nemo. But real close. I'm rockin' Gerald Levert's In My Songs CD DJ Don't is playing again.I love that cut! I'm Feeling Blessed. Thank you Father for Sunday.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
You Know What's Up
| Your Five Factor Personality Profile |
 Extroversion: You have high extroversion. You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends. You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation. Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!" Conscientiousness: You have medium conscientiousness. You're generally good at balancing work and play. When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done. But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it. Agreeableness: You have medium agreeableness. You're generally a friendly and trusting person. But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism. You get along well with others, as long as they play fair. Neuroticism: You have low neuroticism. You are very emotionally stable and mentally together. Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly. Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure. Openness to experience: Your openness to new experiences is medium. You are generally broad minded when it come to new things. But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it. You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue. |
Every once and awhile I take these test and the results are so accurate it's creepy
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Just Because
I got this one fromRosemarie and I promise I won't tag anyone.But, you can participate if you like.
Pick a singer/band and answer only using song titles:
My choice : Anita Baker
Are you male or female: You're the Best Thing Yet)Female, Of course!
I broke the rules for this one...I know.
Describe yourself:Priceless
Your best piece of advice: Ain't no need to worry
Describe your current relationship: Been So Long
Describe your last relationship: Wrong Man
Describe your last crush: Baby
Say something to someone you have a crush on:You Bring Me Joy
Say something to an ex: Sometimes I wonder why
Say something to someone who hurt you severely: Watch Your Step
How do you feel right now: Good Enough
Pick a singer/band and answer only using song titles:
My choice : Anita Baker
Are you male or female: You're the Best Thing Yet)Female, Of course!
I broke the rules for this one...I know.
Describe yourself:Priceless
Your best piece of advice: Ain't no need to worry
Describe your current relationship: Been So Long
Describe your last relationship: Wrong Man
Describe your last crush: Baby
Say something to someone you have a crush on:You Bring Me Joy
Say something to an ex: Sometimes I wonder why
Say something to someone who hurt you severely: Watch Your Step
How do you feel right now: Good Enough
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Me, Myself and I
Wow!! I've come up in the world because I have finally been tagged!LOL I have to post the rules so here goes...
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
HERE GO'S!
1) I like to sing and go to Karaoke often.
2)I have written 2 novels and I'm currently working on my third.Hopefully, I will publish at least one of them this year.
3)I hate thongs!
4)I am terrified of bugs, rodents, basically anything that moves that isn't human( and some of them!).
5)As a teenager I watched my brother and sister while my parents worked. Once when I was supposed to be watching them, my sister was climbing a fence and I was running my mouth.She scratched her face on one of the sharp ends at the top of the fence,leaving a scar. I told my mother the cat did it.( that poor kitty) Thank God she couldn't really talk. It was years before I told my mom how she really got that scar. Sorry sis!.
6) I always wanted children, but never had any.
7) I read at least four books a month.
8) I have a secret crush on Anthony Anderson ( Tell anyone and i will deny, deny, deny!)
Tiki tagged me so, Now I am tagging you guys!
Rosemarie
Lyre
jenell
Shedeep
Nikki
Blu
tanyetta
work
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
HERE GO'S!
1) I like to sing and go to Karaoke often.
2)I have written 2 novels and I'm currently working on my third.Hopefully, I will publish at least one of them this year.
3)I hate thongs!
4)I am terrified of bugs, rodents, basically anything that moves that isn't human( and some of them!).
5)As a teenager I watched my brother and sister while my parents worked. Once when I was supposed to be watching them, my sister was climbing a fence and I was running my mouth.She scratched her face on one of the sharp ends at the top of the fence,leaving a scar. I told my mother the cat did it.( that poor kitty) Thank God she couldn't really talk. It was years before I told my mom how she really got that scar. Sorry sis!.
6) I always wanted children, but never had any.
7) I read at least four books a month.
8) I have a secret crush on Anthony Anderson ( Tell anyone and i will deny, deny, deny!)
Tiki tagged me so, Now I am tagging you guys!
Rosemarie
Lyre
jenell
Shedeep
Nikki
Blu
tanyetta
work
Thursday, July 19, 2007
It's my house
Lawd , am I destined to be single forever?! My co-worker said that there were certain things his wife wasn't allowed to do. He had the craziest list ever. Okay, I know that a wife should submit to her husband. And the husband should be the head of the household, but some take it too far. They forget the part about honoring their wives.So what happens when your husband is a control freak? What happens when his elevator stops going to the top floor? Of course you love him and you know you should get help for him right? i mean how long do you put up with his crazy rules? Until you feel just as much a child as one of your children.
Now when you meet me and you let me know that you are cuckoo for cocoa puffs from day one; I have no one to blame but myself. So as the years progress and your ass gets crazier and crazier I did have some prior knowledge that it was bound to happen. But if you flip...Well....
She cannot hang out past 10 but, he can. She can't wear a wig, braids or a weave. Two she cannot wear make-up. She can't handle the money. Even her money.Not because she is careless or unable to handle finances. But because he is the MAN of the house ( this would mean skid marks for sure for me) Back to the hair, what if I get a new cut and decide its not as cute as my beautician led me to believe? What if my hair falls out?Do I have to sport a baldie? What if I break out in some crazy rash and need a little MAC to make it through the day? I mean I'm not a make-up person, but if I get a crazy looking blemish on my face you better believe it's a CoverGirl day!
Just so I understand, are you giving me an allowance from the money I worked all week to make? You must be out of your mind.
He has a damn cell phone and she doesn't have the number to it. WTF? So I'm just wondering why my husband would need a phone and I didn't have the number? So I asked. This dude had the nerve to tell me. His wife allows him to be a man, his exact words were. " She knows her role and I know mine, she allows me to be the man I am." Of course, I don't know what the heck I was thinking. That's exactly why I need to keep my mind out of the gutter.
Now ,if you can accept this and it's working for you. God bless you. All I am saying is I see problems for me.
Now when you meet me and you let me know that you are cuckoo for cocoa puffs from day one; I have no one to blame but myself. So as the years progress and your ass gets crazier and crazier I did have some prior knowledge that it was bound to happen. But if you flip...Well....
She cannot hang out past 10 but, he can. She can't wear a wig, braids or a weave. Two she cannot wear make-up. She can't handle the money. Even her money.Not because she is careless or unable to handle finances. But because he is the MAN of the house ( this would mean skid marks for sure for me) Back to the hair, what if I get a new cut and decide its not as cute as my beautician led me to believe? What if my hair falls out?Do I have to sport a baldie? What if I break out in some crazy rash and need a little MAC to make it through the day? I mean I'm not a make-up person, but if I get a crazy looking blemish on my face you better believe it's a CoverGirl day!
Just so I understand, are you giving me an allowance from the money I worked all week to make? You must be out of your mind.
He has a damn cell phone and she doesn't have the number to it. WTF? So I'm just wondering why my husband would need a phone and I didn't have the number? So I asked. This dude had the nerve to tell me. His wife allows him to be a man, his exact words were. " She knows her role and I know mine, she allows me to be the man I am." Of course, I don't know what the heck I was thinking. That's exactly why I need to keep my mind out of the gutter.
Now ,if you can accept this and it's working for you. God bless you. All I am saying is I see problems for me.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Let's Get Serious
Most of the time, when people say foolish things to me I can ignore them. As a woman I've had to put up with the various ways men approach you. Some have come off smooth like Billy Dee in 'Lady Sings The Blues'and others like Billy Dumb.I've adapted to most situations. Those of you who read this blog know nothing burns my nerves up more than a mature man trying to recapture his youth. Return of the Mack, is his theme song.I think it's ridiculous to see young men with their pants hanging off their asses and hats cocked to the side. So if you are over 25 you really look like a fool to me. I have a friend who is 38 and he does not own a pair of dress shoes.He only wears sneakers. He is my homeboy but damn, come on man. Thank God he has his own business. I was caught off guard yesterday by this phrase. What it Do Ma?
I blame Jaime Foxx for this new mess, remember in the movie 'Ray' when he said "I'm gonna let it do what it do"? Being a creative people we just shortened it. But I have heard this phrase used at the middle and end of conversations. So frankly, I was lost. How do you respond to this? The only thing that made it worst was the fact that it was coming out of a mans mouth in his forties. For a moment, I just looked at him. In mind I was saying " Brotha, let it go please". Finally, I managed a smile and a hello and kept it moving.
I blame Jaime Foxx for this new mess, remember in the movie 'Ray' when he said "I'm gonna let it do what it do"? Being a creative people we just shortened it. But I have heard this phrase used at the middle and end of conversations. So frankly, I was lost. How do you respond to this? The only thing that made it worst was the fact that it was coming out of a mans mouth in his forties. For a moment, I just looked at him. In mind I was saying " Brotha, let it go please". Finally, I managed a smile and a hello and kept it moving.
Monday, July 09, 2007
Finally Made Me Happy
Charm School-
I know it was a reality show. The entire point of the show was to give these young ladies who really " showed their asses" on Flavor of Love a chance to redeem themselves. The thing I couldn't understand from the beginning was why the girls who seemed to halfway get it were cast off quicker than bras at a 'Girls gone wild' audition. Then I had to think..ratings...let the drama filled young ladies stay. Yesterday was the reunion show, and I really can't say this was a script. But I know this young lady named Larissa reminds me of the young women I come across everyday. This child was just angry at the world, conniving, vindictive,and hateful. She had no respect for anyone there, she has no respect for herself.
Sadly, Monique's final statement will be true. Someday she is going to run up on someone who thinks that the world is against them too, and they are not going to back down.
Last night during the reunion show she cursed at Mo. Well, Mo rose up on her. ( Later she would say it was her motherly instinct)But we know what it was. After she tried to help this chick, how dare she? My mothers instinct had I had the nerve to speak to her that way would have been to knock my ass out. However, I applaud Mo for not going that route. For rising above that situation on national T.V., even if it was warranted.The young womans's mother came to her rescue, but it may have been a little late for that. She should have gotten to this child maybe around 6 months. Got her in line then and perhaps she wouldn't be the way she is now. Perhaps if someone had loved on this child she wouldn't think the world was against her now, or owes her something.
So no, Mo didn't lay the sister flat. Like she wanted too. She said..." yeah we could have thrown the hands, then I would have stood you up and hugged you. I don't want to go there because I love you sister" No doubt more than this sister loves herself.
I know it was a reality show. The entire point of the show was to give these young ladies who really " showed their asses" on Flavor of Love a chance to redeem themselves. The thing I couldn't understand from the beginning was why the girls who seemed to halfway get it were cast off quicker than bras at a 'Girls gone wild' audition. Then I had to think..ratings...let the drama filled young ladies stay. Yesterday was the reunion show, and I really can't say this was a script. But I know this young lady named Larissa reminds me of the young women I come across everyday. This child was just angry at the world, conniving, vindictive,and hateful. She had no respect for anyone there, she has no respect for herself.
Sadly, Monique's final statement will be true. Someday she is going to run up on someone who thinks that the world is against them too, and they are not going to back down.
Last night during the reunion show she cursed at Mo. Well, Mo rose up on her. ( Later she would say it was her motherly instinct)But we know what it was. After she tried to help this chick, how dare she? My mothers instinct had I had the nerve to speak to her that way would have been to knock my ass out. However, I applaud Mo for not going that route. For rising above that situation on national T.V., even if it was warranted.The young womans's mother came to her rescue, but it may have been a little late for that. She should have gotten to this child maybe around 6 months. Got her in line then and perhaps she wouldn't be the way she is now. Perhaps if someone had loved on this child she wouldn't think the world was against her now, or owes her something.
So no, Mo didn't lay the sister flat. Like she wanted too. She said..." yeah we could have thrown the hands, then I would have stood you up and hugged you. I don't want to go there because I love you sister" No doubt more than this sister loves herself.
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Breathless
The way that man smiles at me, and kisses my feet after polishing them. It makes me tingle all over.
Okay, I'm kidding. But a woman can dream can't she? As you all know I have been trying to incorporate more activity into my life. Today's exercise was the dreaded car wash. Usually I let Autobell do the job, but I thought why not? I got my bucket and my sponges and began the process, I lathered the car up, reaching as far in the middle as I could without a ladder and washing down. Soap was everywhere. After giving the tires a good scrubbing I went for the hose. Feeling rather proud of myself I might add.
I rinsed my baby off and I could almost hear her saying thank you."Thank you kind woman". You're welcome, I said. "I think I will continue to start up for you now" . I told her that I was sorry that I had been so slack and we were having a good time. The sun was beating but I was determined. I went to get a cool drink and the other cloth so I could put on the wax and I noticed from the window that my baby was still looking a hot ass mess. I mean she was clean in SPOTS. Being white, you could really see the places that I missed. So I lathered her up again and concentrated on the parts that I missed. Turns out there were many so, I just decided to start from the top again. After rinsing her again, she looked better but I was tired. I promised her that I would not let her get that dirty again and that we could go by her favorite Autobell tomorrow for the wax and tires. Because , I was a little breathless by now and sweating to death. She seemed to agree and told me to go into the cool house, shower and lay down before I fell out. I didn't argue. Don't know why I picked the hottest day of the year to pull this stunt.I'm damn near two shades darker but, at least I got my exercise on!...
Okay, I'm kidding. But a woman can dream can't she? As you all know I have been trying to incorporate more activity into my life. Today's exercise was the dreaded car wash. Usually I let Autobell do the job, but I thought why not? I got my bucket and my sponges and began the process, I lathered the car up, reaching as far in the middle as I could without a ladder and washing down. Soap was everywhere. After giving the tires a good scrubbing I went for the hose. Feeling rather proud of myself I might add.
I rinsed my baby off and I could almost hear her saying thank you."Thank you kind woman". You're welcome, I said. "I think I will continue to start up for you now" . I told her that I was sorry that I had been so slack and we were having a good time. The sun was beating but I was determined. I went to get a cool drink and the other cloth so I could put on the wax and I noticed from the window that my baby was still looking a hot ass mess. I mean she was clean in SPOTS. Being white, you could really see the places that I missed. So I lathered her up again and concentrated on the parts that I missed. Turns out there were many so, I just decided to start from the top again. After rinsing her again, she looked better but I was tired. I promised her that I would not let her get that dirty again and that we could go by her favorite Autobell tomorrow for the wax and tires. Because , I was a little breathless by now and sweating to death. She seemed to agree and told me to go into the cool house, shower and lay down before I fell out. I didn't argue. Don't know why I picked the hottest day of the year to pull this stunt.I'm damn near two shades darker but, at least I got my exercise on!...
Sunday, July 01, 2007
Again
How many times did you want a do-over? I know I wished for one after my disastrous marriage. I wanted one for my last year of college. I wanted one last week just after my boss called. BUT, if we honestly were given the chance to change a few things in our lives would we? Keep in mind that changing those things would possible change the outcome of your life now.Surely, I could have chosen to listen to my parents, his parents and damn near everyone that knew us and not married my ex. But going through what I did, helped me establish an independence I didn't have before. I learned to rely on myself. Sure, not finishing my last year was devastating, but by taking the jobs that I did broadend my horizons and put me in contact with many wonderful people that I may never have crossed paths with, had I graduated and taken a position within my major.When things go badly we kick ourselves and wonder why we didn't chose the other path.Not understanding that door closed for a reason. That path was blocked for a reason. You weren't given that option for a reason. The things that I have gone through, and done were already planned for me. You've heard people say God knows...He really does. You may not know why, at the time when you are in the storm,you want a do over.I understand I had to have a little rain in my life, so that I can appreciate the sunshine although I will happily admit that there by the grace of God has been more sunny than rainy days. But, I needed the push, I needed the pain, I needed patience, the shelter and the comfort. I needed to struggle, I needed to hold on. I needed to let go. I needed the love, I needed the friendship, I needed to know I was needed. I needed the frustration, I needed to hear no. I needed to hear yes.I needed to cry. I needed to laugh. I needed to learn. I needed to live. I needed to lie. I needed to tell the truth and shame the devil. But most of all I needed my past to mold me into who I am today,the woman I see in the mirror has made me proud because she has come a long way baby... and I 'wouldn't take nothing for my journey now'.
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