A Moment....

Once in a while during the hormonal time of the month I'm easily irritated and generally feel as though I was body slammed. I can say I was doing pretty good today considering I was working from home and getting things at home and at work done all the while feeling like Granma after haven gotten run over by a reindeer.

So I took it upon myself to respond to an email that I got from my aunt about Thanksgiving dinner; I let her know I was going to bring the green beans and drinks. I replied to all so folks will know that slot was taken and to pick something else. My other aunt (please remember from here on out that I do love her) responded, "please don't use any meat and season them really well".

I immediately had a flash back to the Sunday before last when said aunt called asking me what did I need for her to bring to my daughter's birthday party and I requested she bring a salad. Easy enough, right? Well I get a call a few hours before the party from said aunt asking me what stores were near me; the intention was to buy the salad up my way and make it at my house. Ok! No problem! So a few hours after the party started my cousin breezes in with a big ass bag of lettuce. I ask her, "what the hell is this?!" and she responds, "your salad". I'm all confused wondering how the hell a bag of lettuce equates to a full fledged salad. When my aunt gets here uber late as always I was like, "you're fired!" after apologies she said she would run to the store to get a tomato for the "salad". After being gone for almost an hour (they warned me about sending her to the store) she comes back with a tomato, cuts it up and dumps a can of waxed beans in it and calls it a salad.

Needless to say when I got her emailed response of "please don't use meat and season them really well" I was irritated and had to stop myself from responding to her like she was someone off the streets and not my aunt. But God is working on me with a lot of things and I know I couldn't tell her that if that is how she wanted it then maybe she should make them herself or being like awwww change of plans I'm not coming I'm going to stay home and eat my meat loaded, under seasoned green beans at home or make them loaded with meat and under seasoned and just let her know I didn't get the message...there are so many places I could have taken it but I decided to politely inform her that I don't use meat for taste. O:-)

Yep that took all my energy and yes I was hella irritated but I suppose that was the "adult" thing to do, opposed to truly having a nigga moment...though the nigga moment can be fun but being an adult is more respectable, so I've heard.

I'm done, tired and maybe I will blog tomorrow....only God knows.

Some Thing Is Better Than Nothing...I Suppose

So yesterday morning I stepped on the scale for my dreaded weekly weigh in and the movement or lack there of made me raise an eyebrow at the blasted thing...yes I even considered throwing the damn thing in the trash.

Yes, the weight reading irritated me but what sent me over the edge is when I entered my new weight into the iphone app and I got this message, "Congratulations! You have lost .4lbs this week! Keep up the good work!"....the hell?! Really? I was salty all day yesterday to the point where I was discussing it with my girl friend and had a melt down, which consisted of my saying, "Fuck Weight Watchers, fuck Jennifer Hudson and her new "urms" (thanks TM).

So yeah I had a melt down and I'm over it...some what. Hopefully this week will be a better week and I won't have to struggle as much. One thing I realized though is that I need to start going on more active dates, where we are out doing some sort of physical actively like dancing so I can stay on track with my eating. I am beginning to realize when you are dating some one who has a much bigger problem with food than you do, that in itself can get you hemmed up (I don't need enablers) and that is alll I'm going to say about that.

Have a blessed weekend folks!

Randoms...

I figured if I come in here and post an entry of random thoughts not only would I amuse myself and possibly others but I might get over this writing block... Ok, wait. Does not wanting to write about certain things opposed to not writing anything at all because there is nothing else to write about count as writer's block?? Just nod you head yes and keep reading....

Ok, anyway... I joined weight watchers again and I have been struggling with my eating the last few weeks. Who ever said it takes 21 days to create a new habit lied ( I always thought it was 90 days). All Lies! It has been 4 weeks and I'm still struggling. I may not be struggling as much as I was on weeks 2-3 but I'm struggling. I really need to join a gym and start going regularly. I was working out at home but after a while Zumba for Wii and belly dancing got old real quick. I suppose that is the Gemini in me, things get old real quick.

One thing I can say is that I feel as though I'm happier than I have ever been. Thankful, peaceful and blessed just does not fully describe how I have been feeling lately. Something just happened after I moved last month...it seems as though everything is right. Like things are how they should be and I'm happy. I think I have settled in the house enough to wear I can go back to focusing on things that I was attempting to focus on before the move.

Let's see the dating life...errrrr....ummmm....it's active. Maybe a prospect or two...yeah that is all I'm going to say.

This is real random but....

If people really knew what impressed me or phased me then they would stop trying so hard to impress me and/or phase me. Granted I'm not easily impressed by the things people do because I think every one has their own path, their own task and hobbies to tend to which create their own definition of what makes them successful. So having money to spend, knowing people in high places doesn't make my eyes get all big and say "oooooooooooooooo!" that's not me. Some times I wonder does my nonchalant disposition and silence of being unmoved by it all just make people feel as though they have to do bigger, better and more exciting things to get a rise out of me?? Then again I ignore those people so I really don't care. *shrug* I honestly really think I have ADD so my short attention span does not allow for me to listen long enough to care.

What I'm really after is the primary thing which is rather important; a person's character. Who are you when no one else is looking? Are you a complete ass hole ? Are you genuine in your actions and your feelings? That is the shit that really matters at the end of the day.

Anyway...

If you want to impress me then make cupcakes with the creme filling or know where to buy them. Yes fat shit I know but I found the best cupcakes hands down and they been on my mind every since...but I'm resisting the urge. *gulps water and sucks on frozen strawberry*

You want to wow...make me laugh. No really let's joke have a little playful banter here and there. Not every aspect of life needs to be discussed analyzed and or changed...not ever political move needs to be discussed. Can we just talk about aintshitness (TM's term) and trivial things like water?

See let me stop because is going to end up some where it need not end up. On that note. Good night folks!

It's A Choice, Not A Movement...

Just a few hours ago an article that was posted in essence.com was splattered on my FB status feed; the poster of said editorial then follows up with a paragraph long post rallying against any one who is trying to stop the "natural hair movement".

Why can't going natural be a choice? Why does it have to be a movement? As you can see from my profile pic I'm natural myself and don't get me wrong I'm grateful for all the blogs and YT videos that pertain to the care and maintenance of natural hair but there are some people that take this to levels that it should not be taken to.

So for this facebook poster to claim that essence was "paid" to post this article in efforts to stop the "natural hair movement" takes it to far and as far as this natural is concerned it is not that serious. To look down on someone because they choose to relax and not "take their hair back" is once again a bit much and a little sad (further separation of our people).

Maybe I'm just simplistic in my thinking but I never thought of relaxing my hair as being a slave to the white man; it just made it easier for me to manage my hair. I never thought going natural would satisfy a prerequisite to really being a black woman; I just wanted to stop relaxing so my hair would stop falling out. See? Simple. Choices. No power to the people, no nappy vs. straight just did what worked for me. Why can't it be that way period?

Anyway,

Somethings people need to know before taking this leap is:

This is not a movement of any kind. It is a personal choice and what is best for YOU and what YOU are able to manage.

Going natural takes research, time and patience. You may possibly have to deal with shrinkage, dry hair during certain seasons and frizz during others. If you can't hang with it then don't bother going there.

Know your hair type (curl pattern) and try different products. Not every one has that wash and go, don't have to throw nothing in out hair except for water type hair. Find what products work for you and use them.

DON'T, lawd sweet baby Jesus 6lbs in the manger, DON'T take going natural as a pass not to do your hair. In some cases being natural does take more work and time. Yes you may want to braid and/or twist your hair in order for it to look like something in the morning. But by all means don't roll into the office looking like Buck Wheat did after he got shot because you feel that you need not run a wide tooth comb through your hair because you are "natural".

Going natural is NOT I repeat NOT cheap in the slightest. For what you save in not going to the salon for those touch ups, you may spend in product (there is some affordable product out there). If you do find a competent natural hair stylist then yes you run the risk of spending the same amount of money for that touch up in one natural hair visit; which is understandable given the time it take to work with natural hair...oh and I need to mention the cost of product.

Being natural does not preclude you from being successful in your career field. I work for Corporate America, with top level executives and VPs, I just got a new position mind you and I rock my curly fro all up and through HQ. BUT, I make sure I look presentable and my hair is done (please see 4th paragraph in this list).

I'm getting off of my soap box now and now that I have said my piece I don't want to hear no more bullshit about this...it's a choice not an obligation to represent natural black folks.

Peace, hair clips and hair grease (when I was in cosmetology school we used to say that all the time). Night folks!

The Sweet Hand of Jesus...

Over the weekend my rental office gave residents notices that August 2-8 they would be closing down a portion of the parking lot requiring for every one that lived in certain buildings to park in the back of the building, across the street from the complex or near the pool. So I posted said notice up on my refrigerator as a reminder to me don't forget to put the car in the back when you get home to avoid problems Tuesday morning.


Lil Bit and I were rushing this morning so one can imagine how I felt when I went to leave my parking lot and they had closed the damn lot down. I look at the date on my phone jussssst to make sure I wasn't crazy, because sometimes my days tend to run together. Nope, nope nope August 1 it is. So I rolled down my window and asked the guy if they could please let me out? The guy looked to one of the maintenance men (real big dude), who was over seeing everything and the dude shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.


I'm sitting in the car like, errr??? Excuse me? While my 5 1/2 year old is in the back laughing hysterically because she thinks that allll this is so funny. So after waiting about 5 mins I finally got tired of being passive about the whole situation and I got out the damn car (yep all 5'3" and *mumbling* pounds of me). Lil Bit in the back screaming, "Mommy no! Mommy nooooooo!" she really thought I was going to clock dude. So, I rolled up to him and politely asked, "Could you please let me out?" he says, "We sent notices out" with hands folded and eyebrow raised I said, "The notices said starting August 2nd and by my calender today is August 1." so he was just like, "they said August 2?"...Yes sir they did.

Once it settled in that the people responsible for notifying residents were dumb asses his tone changed and all of the sudden my name was "Sweety". Anyway, he let me out. I wondered what should I do? Should I call the rental office and complain?? I figured I shouldn't because unless their response was, "i'm so sorry we continue to be dumb asses that don't give a spit about our residents and what can we do to rectify it?" nothing good would come of this. I figured I would leave it...called the doctor's office to speak to the nurse that forgot to call in a much needed prescription on Friday...was sent to her voice mail. I left a really nice message for her...no seriously I was nice, real nice. :-)

Come into work...late and I mean real late and this dude is holding up the elevator talking to some other dude. At this point I burst out into a fit of laughter. They both looked at me like I was crazy but after the weekend and morning I have had all I could do was laugh. I did not have the energy, desire nor anger to cuss any one out whether it was well deserving or not.

Only the sweet hand of Jesus can put me in such a state of peace to where I'm not feeling as though I wanted to choke someone out (like I wanted to do on Friday). Having a feeling a peace and being in a state of peace is priceless. I have a feeling I am about to go into a period where God is going to "force" me to grow even more as a person so the peace is what I need to maintain right now.


I'm going to actually get some work done. You all make is a wonderful day.

Just Some Thoughts...

Yesterday was not the best day for me as you could read from my last entry (I can't remember ever having a day that bad). I went home, got the kid fed and off to bed. Though the work day was done, Lil Bit was sleep and I had my quiet I still felt so unsettled and upset. I wasn't necessarily upset about the events of the past two days but there were just some other things that were bothering me. I ended up doing the best thing I knew to do and that was pray.

I prayed for about an hour and cried for another hour...I was feeling better. I suppose God and I can be on the same time line after all. As I was ending my prayer session my phone rang and it so happened to be one of the gentleman I met on the dating site calling to check on me (how sweet). I thought it was a quite weird being as though he is not a phone person but I figured why not sit and talk for a spell.

It was quite nice talking to him...I love his Jamaican accent. Hopefully our schedules will open up so we can meet soon. He seems to be real anxious to meet me and I'm cool on it...it's not that I'm not anxious to meet him. I think I'm just really trying to take a whole different approach to this dating thing...trying to have fun yet be cautious. After having gone through a whole bunch of mess behind dealing with other people; lies, infidelity, not being ready, bsing me and stringing me along I think I have earned the right to be extra cautious/slow.

Anyway... we will see what transpires within the next few weeks. My daughter's God sister apparently has extra time on her hands and wants to spend it all with Lil Bit, soooooo I won't have an excuse not to go out any where, with anyone who may ask me out. :-)

LOL! Today is a rather good day... it's nice and quiet and my Pandora is on point. :-)

Sorry Cube Today Was Not A Good Day...

About a year or two ago I wrote about this complaint challenge I was doing. I was able to successfully not complain for 30 days and after the challenge was over I managed to continue with the spirit of no complaining. Well...the way I feel I really want to complain...I really want to...I may need to hit that challenge again until then...

I can't STAND and I mean CAN'T STAND when I tell someone what I need and they disregard it and give me everything except for what I asked for. I mean dammit I'm not asking just to waste vital air or to make things hard on you, I'm asking because I need it. Yes! What I need from you is vital to whatever it is I'm doing. Soooooo, why can't you just give me what I asked for?? Why? For the LOVE of Christ can someone one someone where at least give me something I need without prompting and my having to hand hold like they are my 5 year old kid?

Granted there are other work related issues that leave me constantly wondering how people get away with their antiquated and old way of doing things, which have created big issues for me...

Anyway...

I figured if I left my desk, ran some errands, got a salad I would be okie dokie smokie. Ha! That is entirely tooo much like right. As I am eating my salad I start feeling rather funny and realize the lady at Wendy's gave me Alvacado Ranch opposed to giving me the regular Ranch I asked for....errr, yeah I'm allergic to alvacados and I have no benedryl in sight. So, yes I'm literally irritated; my eyes are watering, my throat is itching and my nose is starting to run... how sexy.

So as my allergic reaction persist to irritate me and as my colleagues continue to pursue in their mission to drive me over the edge, pandora cuts a fool and starts playing Ice Cube's It Was A Good Day on my Hil St Soul station. WTF?

Uhhhh Mr. Cube, Mr. O'Shea Jackson, no sir today is not a good day and Pandora get it straight...Thanks! Signed A Woman on the edge. -_-

Let's Be Clear...

Last week I was invited out to lunch and I declined. Well, in the midst of the invite I was being teased for being anti social (most times I'm too busy to leave for lunch), which annoyed the shit out of me. So you ask if you had admitted that you are anti social then why did that annoy you? It's the truth. Ok yes, I admit there are times I don't want to be around people, I HATE small talk and forced conversations. But dammit don't call me out especially in front of outside folks.


So let me set some things straight in social settings I am very social and actually quite flirtatious depending on the scene and event. Work is a whole other animal. I'm really not cool with some people that I work with like that. My supervisor and less than a handful of co workers I have a friendship with outside of work and a few that fall within that small group I am close with.

What am I reallly saying? I don't fuck with the others like that. If I don't feel comfortable around you, don't trust you, you're not my kind of crazy, if you are all caught up in office politics, or hell if I just don't like you and/or your personality then in all likelihood I'm not dealing with you outside of what ever FAVOR I so choose to do for you.


This has been burning me since last week and I feel better now that I have gotten that off my damn chest.

Speaking of work, my pet work peeve of the day is...folks talking on the cell phone while in the bathroom. Reason #1200 why I hate using public bathrooms especially the bathrooms at work. Though the person on the phone is rather interested in hearing why your husband cheated on you and left your ass 1)I'm not interested in hearing that shit (nor do I want to actually hear you shit) while I'm trying to empty my bladder (I require silence)and 2) the person on the line may not be interested in hearing me (and possibly multiple other people) emptying my bladder. So with that I say, stop that shit. It's disturbing.

My Heart...

I have been sitting here for the last 30 minutes or so trying to put what I am feeling into words....ok so I have been on the phone for a good portion of that time but still, translating it is kind of difficult.

Anyway...

I hate the conflict between my mind and my heart. As always my heart is far beyond where my mind is...wayyyyy to far.

I mean damn! Can my heart not race when ever I hear his voice? When he kisses me here there, there and there, can I not melt (inside and out)?:-) Do I always have to lose focus when he calls or texts me? This ultra warm and fuzzy feeling has been over taking me for the last month or two and it getting stronger. I guess what I am feeling is actually happiness to a degree (among other things) which is a feeling I have not experienced in a long time. Yet, the whole situation just makes it so bitter sweet.

I kind of hate not feeling comfortable enough to fully indulge in and enjoy the feeling or even the moments that I have with this person. I swear if there were such thing as true and complete perfection for me, it would be him. For many years I have dated of and on maybe had a relationship here and there but in all those situations I have never been willing to give that person the world nor allow them completely into mine. Surprisingly I feel as though I want to give this person the world and let him run loose in my world...oh wait that shit is scary right there I can't allow running loose in my world but y'all get what I'm saying.


I had rejoined a dating site (not eharmony...bastards) thinking that if I stepped my dating game up then maybe I would have a few distractions and in time the feeling I have for him will fade away due to said pleasant distractions. I'm beginning to feel as though that is not going work out like that. I swear this feels like 2002-2004 all over again...how do I manage to get myself into these predicaments (rhetorical question)?


This sucks. I need to get my heart and emotions under control but it's like quick sand... the more I fight it the more I sink.

Stay cool folks!

Weightloss...

Speaking of plans. LOL! I have unsuccessfully attempted to get back on the wagon with changing my eating habits and I seriously don't feel as though I am properly preparing myself to eat through out the day. I got an iphone app that is supposed to help track calories, which I stopped using 1000 calories ago and Zumba for Wii that is still sitting in the box collecting dust....Yes, the whole thing reeks of poor planning, lack of will and motivation. *sigh*

Oh and I cannot forget about the other thing that is contributing to my fatness, my friends, my comforters, my confidants; Ben & Jerry's, New York Super Fudge Chunk specifically. It is like a drug and to display how strong of a hold B&J have on me I leave you all with this video...

The Best Laid Plans...

"The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry"- Robert Burns

Truer words have never been spoken. I have spent months planning out how the rest of the year would go for me, I have anticipated on how things would happen only for them to not happen at all or not happen within my time frame. None the less I have allowed myself 24 hours to cry and wallow in the disappointment of it all before wiping my eyes, putting on big, big girl panties and changing my plans accordingly.

My cousin just said to me. "You want to make God laugh? Tell him what your plans are." God is laughing so hard he is rocking the pearly front gates to the kingdom. I seriously thought I could spend another year in my apartment and send my daughter to private school; however the money was not right and by the time I got to have a sit down with her teachers to figure out if she was kindergarten ready it was to late to get financial aid to help with the private school tuition.

Yeah I know public school is a cheap alternative but not when you reside in PG County, MD and the neighborhood school has not met its No Child Left Behind requirements in some areas, especially in the area for children with special needs.

Not being able to do for your children in the manner one would like is the worst feeling in the world and the fact that my child would be in a less than stellar situation was not sitting right with me. God maybe laughing but this right here ain't funny. As always I have a Plan A, Plan B and a really half ass Plan C. With the help of my girlfriend, Rani, (I should start giving her credit in APA style)we researched the schools in the different counties and I decided the best thing would be for me to tote it back to Anne Arundel county.

I liked living in Anne Arundel for the most part. My only complaint was the long commute and no carry outs within a 5 mile radius. But to live in a nice, quiet neighborhood with a good school near by I will build a bridge and get over it. So in short I found a house, got approved to rent it and I will be on the first thing smoking out of this over priced ghetto which I currently reside in. The plan (I use plan so loosely)? Is to stay in the house for a few years and then purchase a home.

Anyway, I applied for a new position within my company. I ended up being one of the top two candidates. The manager was torn because we were both very strong candidates. Well his worry was for nothing as they ended up having to cancel the position due to lack of funding. Surprisingly, I wasn't disappointed about it. My current role was changing and once again I was going to operate on my Plan B but something...something surprising came out of no where...I guess I can call it Plan God, LOL! A position was created and I was specifically requested to come in and take on this new role. Yep! I took it. More responsibilities, more room for professional growth and oh yeah more money. Cha ching!

My love life...hummmm.... welll...pray for me y'all..moving on...

On another note a very random note...I hate when a man kisses, touches and over all handles me all rough. That is a total turn off...I am a woman and I would appreciate it if you did not handle me as if I were a man sharing a jail cell with you. Thanks- Management.

Anyway! Even though things did not work out the way I planned for them to, in the grand scheme of things everything still worked out. Praise Him!



Alright folks I'm off to sleep have to start the new position in the AM. Night All!

Rants, Updates and All That Good Stuff

The last few weeks have been some shit. I don't know what has been up with me but I have been in a state of some form of irritation. Either I have been irritated, easily irritated or one more word from being irritated.

The first source of my irritation; why do people want what the hell I have? For real! Seriously! If one more person comes to my desk and requests for me to order them something (or wants to know where I got it from) because they see I have it and they want it, I am going to scream. Just because you got stuff like me does not mean you are going to get like me or be me. You will still be lazy and you will still leave me in wonderment as to how the lazy and incompetent still stay employed.

Second, I don't mind getting compliments on my make up, it is nice to know that I have developed skills in that area over the last 9 months. I REPEAT the last 9 months. You have seen me daily for the last 9 months and every day I have make up on. So why make it seem like this shit is new to you and I an getting it all glammed up for some damn man?? I mean how many time do I have to say I LOVE make up, it is a hobby and one of these days, when I grow the hell up I would like to be a professional make up artist (as a side job)? Evidentially, I speak but I am rarely heard until I start screaming. *eye roll*

Ok so last irritant, those that act like they can't do anything for themselves and expect me to do it. You're grown, can read directions, therefore you can do it yourself (clapping hands while chanting Hercules! Hercules!). Those who either; don't let you off the elevator before they get on, pass nasty ass gas right before they get off the elevator (right before you get on) and people who just over all suck. See? I wasn't lying when I said I have been irritable.


Ok so I stopped seeing the Young Tender I was seeing a few months ago. I did not like the way things were going and essentially it was not what I wanted. Though he was really sweet and left a great impression on me, (give me hope there are some good guys out there) he was not sure about being in a relationship with me and I was not sure he was ready for alllllll this here so I let it go. We are still cool. We talk and text from time to time (ok we text almost every day). I am on to what ever comes next and I am hoping what ever come next is some one of my wants and needs (hopefully he is my age or older) because this dating shit sucks. Until next time folks be easy!

A Meatless Life

I mentioned in my last entry that I did the Lemonade Diet and my diet there after would consist of fruits, vegetables and seafood. I have been on this same diet for the past 3-4 weeks and I can say I am beginning to get bored with it. I really need to find new recipes before I kill me a cow, make steaks and ground beef just to keep things interesting. I know that may sound extreme but it is all joke as I have not had a real craving for meat; well with the exception of fried chicken. Lord, I would love to have some KFC right now. Ugh, I suppose my Morning Star chicken patties will have to satisfy that urge. In the mean time please share your veggie only recipes with me.

Anyway...

Things with my new "friend" and I seem to be moving a long slowly (which is good) but smoothly. He is such a sweetie and he most certainly got me into the Valentine's Day spirit last week. :)It is nice to have someone to spend time with and talk to. Over all I am seriously having fun and enjoying the moment. I am supposed to be working from home so let me get back to that. Peace, joy and much happiness to you all. Later folks!

"If You Fail To Plan, Then You Plan To Fail"

That is a quote that my sorority sister lives by and it was not until I really started hitting my weight loss journey hard that I truly understood the meaning of that quote. Two nights ago I was being so lazy in making sure I made my lunch and had my breakfast ready to take with me to work. Hell I even forgot my water bottle. I spent the next morning in the kitchen rushing to get everything together and of course for rushing I forgot something. My forgetting forced me to go down stairs and buy what I needed which in turn resulted in my spending unnecessary money, which is yet another thing I am working hard not to do; in the end I have got to be more mindful and do better until all of this becomes a habit.

The beginning of last month I had the flu and did not eat for approximately 5 days. After I got over the flu I went straight into The Master Cleanse aka The Lemonade Diet and I was on it for 10 whole days. After that experience not only did I want to eat food but I knew I could make it through anything, thus I am really going to be more on my planning so I can loose this 50 plus pounds I need to loose ( I lost 13 being sick and doing the cleanse).


Anyway...


I have met some body...well we actually met last summer at my line sister's house and he had been asking her about me since we met (persistent man). Now you may ask why didn't I speak to him last year? Because I automatically put a wall up when I found out how old he was. I was like hmmm nope, not, never going to happen. Even though my line sister urged me to talk to him with claims that he was extremely mature for his age and that if I gave him a chance and at least spoke to him I would think that he was much older than he is. At that time I said "negative" and threw up the deuces.

So we fast forward to last month, my line sister is moving and she is making her calls asking people to help her with some things. She called ole boy and ask him to help and he inquires about whether I am going to be there or not. The night I went over there to help her with her move she calls him to let him know that she really did not need him that day and that I was there; he came over, we sat down and had a nice conversation. He asked for my number, I gave it to him and gave me a huge hug before he left.

Ok, there is no real dilemma in this at all. We have talked everyday for the last month and I like him, his conversation, hit wit and he is extremely mature seemingly responsible and more established than most men I have met (own house, car been at the job 3 plus years, going to school etc;) BUT I am trying to not let his age bother me. I am getting there as the more we talk the more I forget how old he is because his conversation is just like whoa to me.

Ok, anyway I am intrigued by him and I am taking my time to get to know him because I actually really want to get to know him. I also decided that I am going to rush things, enjoy the moment and see what happens if anything. :)


I must go and get back to work. Peace out Folks!

Take Care of Your Kids...

Happy Happy New Year Folks! I hope you all rang in the new year how you expected to and I hope you are not as hung over as I am...my head is banging.

Anyway, I was to drunk to write about this topic last night but I find myself irritated at the growing number of women who don't seem to get nor understand the sacrifice that comes along with being a mother.

I have seen to many women drag their kids from pillar to post, have several different men in their life all in the name of them wanting to go out of town and party. Don't get me wrong I am not against going out, dating, partying or taking out of town trips but when you do it consistently at the determent of your kids and the time you spend with them it creates issues. Therefore, I don't want to hear numerous complaints of disrespect, bad behavior and consistent whining all the while you are scratching your head wondering why these issues are manifesting in your kids. How about staying your ass home and spending a weekend with them opposed to offering someone a couple of hundred dollars to keep your difficult kid for the weekend???

I just never fully understood the mind set. Did they think when the kid came people were just going to think the kid was so cute that they would have no issue caring for it all the time or did they think some one would take pity on them due to the single parent status?? Who the hell knows but at the end of the day it is trifling and I wish for these trifling people to go away.

If you are borderline trifling female with out children and so happen to stumble upon this here blog may I suggest you double up on your birth control opposed to bringing a kid into this world that you don't have the mind set to fully care for and devote your time and attention to. Thanks- Management.