Forget Me Not

Lately over the past years, it feels like I'm being left in my own memories? It kind of started with my best friend, we will have our talks and I'll be like,

ME: "Remember in 9th grade when the rubberbands from your braces kept poppin out of your mouth when you asked me for a piece of Winterfresh?"

BF: "Hell no".

ME: "What!!??" "That was the day we met!" "Freshman year, Mrs. Utt's English class, come on now!"

But..... Remembers?? she doesn't. That's like a freakin sock in the stomach man. So then, I bring up another memory, and she totally fakes it.. "Yeaaaaa, ooookkaaaay." I'm like "You don't remember do you?" "No!" ::chuckles::

My husband is the absoltue worst! Maybe because our memories are more important? (well any memory well kept to me is important) He fakes the funk alot too, and I'm always trying to mention an old memory so he can remember it! Plus it brings it back to life, I loooooooooove re-living a good memory. Makes my heart smile. Well when I do it with him he, gets "rushy, like "yea yea yea". I think he thinks I'm like a spinning reel of obvious rememberances that he already knows and I'm just nagging about them. (Jerk)

Sometimes, he acts like he doesn't remember when he actually does, and that hurts alot. What's the fun in remembering a special moment between the two when your the only one who was there! I found this out when I was telling his sister about it while he was there Thanksgiving dinner.

ME: "Yea Jessica! He doesn't remember our special moments! He leaves me all alone in our special times! ::making him feel sorry::

Jessica: "That's messed uuuuuuuppppp!! Why can't you remember, is it because you don't care?"

Hubs: "Man, whatever! I care, and I remember! I just don't tell her sometimes!"

ME: "WHAT!" "What kind of mean ass game is that! Our memories are special to me!"

Hubs: "I know, but you always be like 'Remember When?' and then take fooorever.."

ME: "Ok,.. then I won't share anything else." Next time you ask where your wallet is you better look on your own!!! (couldn't think of anything else to get back at him)

He recollects now when I mention 'Remember When?' doesn't leave me all by myslef in my mind. I think cause I busted him in public about it.

I'm not the only one alone in my head, here is a lady named Jill Price who wrote a book: The Woman Who Can't Forget She's waaaaay beyond my memory capasity, I would really hate to remember EVERYTHING.. and EVERY detail. Along with the good is always the bad, but somehow I tend to let those memories slip.. sometimes.. =0)

Totally not a Gamer Chick..

but last nite I kicked my husbands ass at Mortal Combat vs DC Universe. Now, my husband is 26, as so am I. We're 5 days apart, but he's apart of that whole "Gamer Nation" as I call it. You know all the Nintendo, XBox, Playstation people. I mean he is a grown ass man yet, I guess it's still ok for him (at his age) to still play these teenie-bopper video games? Well you know I'm not into gaming when I still call everything Nintendo lol.

I don't have anything against it, he does like it, and it keeps him at home. It's just funny when he's on the phone persuading my lil brother (whose to mention 24) to come over so he can open a can of whoop ass on him at Madden. (Ugh.. losers lol)



The other day he bought this game home, and back in the day when I played for a few seconds with my brother I used to love playing fighting, karate, ninja games..ONLY because it was ssooo easy to win. All I would do is just push buttons all around. I didn't know Back Back, Forward UP, and all that mumbo jumbo. I think that part of my brain takes longer to register that crap, plus why do that if you can just smash a whole bunch of buttons around to get the job done!? lol

So, it was quite pleasing to win last night. I think we stayed up until 3AM, he was attempting to do all these fatality moves, and I was just pulling crap out of a hat, and whoopin his ass! It was great. All little different, but really it was quality time .. well spent.

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Naughty or Nice?

It's Christmas time, and this year I think I've been a little both naughty and a little nice too. When your married it kinda lines up that way sometimes..lol

Well this year I asked my husband for a couple thangs. Now, I'm usually the lovie dovie over the hill romantic type and would rather have him think of something on his own, MAKE something sweet, or even set something up...whatever. But, he can't seem to get that down all the way yet, so he keeps asking me. What's the fun in that if you already know what your getting? So.. I'm totally not jump on the bandwagon type (I'm alot of "types" today) but I've been eyeing the Kindle's from amazon.com I did like the rest of the over stimulated population saw it on Oprah, and I didn't even know these things existed and here I am carrying 8 books smashed in my book bag that I take everywhere. I carry mine and my husbands books! So I thought that would be wonderful. Unfortunately, it looks as if there is a waiting list for it. So.. probably won't get it this year, but it totally rocks. It is a pretty penny, but the books are like $9.00 or less, cause your savin paper. Dude. I'm all about being green.

Other than that, I think I might ask him to get his "naughty" on and make me some romantic coupons or something. That I can use any time, but he has to make up what they are? Thats a great gift, but I hope it isn't what he likes, like a coupon to go play basketball. Nah, he wouldn't do me that bad..lol I just got a perm, and LAWD knows I can't sweat out no fresh perm! =0)

On A Happier Note

Lately I've been watching all this hooplah about Britney Spears. I guess.. she's BACK!

I haven't really been a fan, she's not the type of music I listen too, cause I can't get into her nasal passage singing.. BUT she can dance her ass off though. So I can giver her props there. And I do love a good dancer.

I do feel for the girl.. she's had a shitty few years, but a couple babies, and a tredmill and she's back and ready to go!

The poparazi and the smut magz did her and her weaves soo bad, but now she's lookin pretty hot again. I was watching the MTV's : Britney- For the Record, and she does seem a lil reserved and unhappy, but maybe that's how they wanted her to seem?

Either way.. no woman needed to be treated the way she was. It does all lie in the choices we make, and alot (me included) don't seem to always make the right ones.

Hopefully this time she can stay on top..

Dilemma of the Heart

For the past week I've been helping a close girlfriend of mine get through a horrendous time in her life. She's been dating this guy since August.

She loves him.. he said he loved her. So he moved in with her after leaving his ex-wife. They have fun, take trips, have great sex, get tattoos of each other..

She says he is her absolute soul mate. Satisfies the mind and the body.

I had the opportunity of meeting him a few times. My stomach said something different, but my heart wanted to feel all happiness for my friend. So I did.

The days went by, everyday life settled in, and the love well ran dry.

First call was like.. "I had to take down, (pics) and get rid of all my guy friends, and no more playing volley-ball, guys are there and he'll get jealous."

Then..

"We're getting married in January, and I'm trying to have his baby. He loves me so much!"

Next..

"We had an argument last night.. he tricked me into saying something I didn't want to say, and he said he'll leave me, that I'm an ugly bitch, and a bad mother".. e.t.c

And..

"I didn't wake him up in time, and iron his clothes, so he was mad, he was gonna throw a bowl of cereal at my face!"

This was just the beginning. After many attempts of explaining that this was not the "one", and that she was being controlled & abused she finally reached out. He was still talking to his ex-wife on a regular basis. My friend called and retrieved some information on him... he was nothing like he ever built the image to be.

Per the advice of the ex, she submitted for a restraining order.

Under a restraining order you must not talk, or have any type of communication whatsoever. Well, her heart failed her and she broke it. She called him and wanted
to talk about why she did it. (because she was scared for her and her child)

An abuser can be a great manipulator. She told him everything, how she had been talking to this ex. He told her everything that the ex said was a lie. The psychopath mind of an abuser switched back on to the lover side and convinced her that everything everybody has told her was a lie, and that he was the best thing in her life, and that he would come back ONLY.. under some circumstances:

1) She write a letter to the court office annulling the restraining order by saying she was on drugs and reported false information
2) She write a letter to her family saying she was on drugs and that everything was a lie and that she emotionally hurt him and abused her own daughter.

Absolute control.

She said no.

He put it on her again.. they met up. Her heart once again failed, and she gave in and now they're back together.

After changed locks, court documents, fights with the ex-husband, relocation and ridicule from family and friends..

She let him win again. How come the urge of love is so strong that no matter what kind of shit its made up as, they will still take abusers back?

Fucking ridiculous.

The Pack Leader

I am sooo the pack leader in my house.

We've had our 2 year old doggie Quincy almost 2 months now. I've been teaching him EVERYTHING! With learning comes discipline. So that means I'm doing all the naughty discipline stuff too. My husband just gets to benefit from it with rewards & treats.

I noticed the other day hubbs told Quincy to sit. But he said it like "pplleease sit." I told him.. "Hey! you can't ask him to sit, you demand him!" Of course he still didn't get it, so I had to show em. Well, he didn't want to yell at him I guess? I don't yell at my dog, but I can get firm. Then Quincy knows I mean business, after which, he gets a treat & a belly rub down.

Quincy is with both of us equally, so one shouldn't take over the other, but it seems as though it has. We get in the car together and stop at ANY FAST FOOD RESTAURANT, and I notice he barks at the people in the window helping us. They get scared of course, and I have to tell him to "QUIET!!". My husband.. tries to make him sit. I'm thinkin.. 'What ARE you doing?'

So, my husband needs to grow some doggy balls. Not literally, but don't be scared to get firm. I told him that this is just pre-lookinto what it's gonna be like when we have kids?

He said it wasn't, but whatever. I'm, gonna be the disciplinary with him being the good guy!? I don't think so. I can't & will not do everything. Ya know...

We watch Cesar on The Dog Whisper all the time. I'm pretty keen to dogs anyhow, but when my husband comes home to his surprise I've left like 80% of space with 30 episodes recorded on the DVR. Just.. waiting for him. Cesar's doggy balls are huge. So maybe hubbs can get a hint er two. If I'm lucky.

She Bloggs About Blogging.

Maybe I'm not quite getting the blog idea down? I don't have interesting stuff as all of you to blog about?. I think my life might be pretty boring.

I create a post... ::whistling:: "Doo ta doo dooo" What.. to blog about...?

I refuse to do a rundown list of my day's events, post pictures of the crap I took around the house, or complain blog after complain blog.

I do commend all you creative geniuses who are so witty, fun and good at this.

I like to read, and I like to write, maybe I'll write some short stories.. but would I want to read some short stories all the time? No. I like reading real life smut, in short paragraphs. lol

I could really get personal, but who wants to make a fool of themselves? Maybe my fooling is really funny. Like my impatient and extremely high libido. Yes, I'm one of those. But it is pretty funny.

I'm just gonna start posting some interesting randomness about me.. My first intention was to stimulate my creative writing that I used to do all the time, but that has somehow taken another direction.

I dunno..

I'm still new, not gonna beat myself up too bad. It is what you make it right?

Yea! right. (lol I just answered myself)

All Vegas'ed Out

Vacation spot's don't come easy nor cheap in my house. Usually, I try to go and have a fun time out of town at a relatives spot. Vacation & visit the fam too! Well, my mom's side of the family currently resides in Las Vegas, NV. I've been there a billion in a half times. I've been my junior year in highschool, my 21st birthday, again at 23. Geese. How many times can you see the lights, Vegas sign & a volcano on fire


(which was under construction last time I went! =0() My husband has yet to visit Vegas, nor my grandma & uncles. So therefore, sometime in my life, I still have to take him. Last Febuary my bff turned 25 and she wanted to party it up there, so we went. After all the drinks, no wait lines at all the bars & clubs (Drai's, is my FAV btw) I am honestly spent on Vegas. There has to be some equally, just as fun places for everyone to go to have a great time!? My mom just flew there last week and she's bummed because I didn't want to go and be with her & my grandma. I should of went, I miss my grandma, but I can't stand to go anymore. Another friend called me up a month ago trying to get a group together through a travel agency to guess what.. "Go to VEGAS!!".. ah. vegas. I know there are some people out there that are still totally enamored by Vegas, but after awhile.. it gets kinda old.

What are some other cool cheap vaca party spots out there to visit?

Considering I'm in KS, and can't take the "L" up to Manhattan, I'm kinda stuck on the money side of traveling. Vegas usally has deals for days to visit, like no other, but it almost makes you want to spend the extra dollar for some difference.

Ya know?

History Breaking for Dreamers Galore

Barack Obama is the President of the United States!!

Who said dreams in America couldn't come true? I did, until now.

I'm positively emotional for me, my family now & then, and the world!

All my hopes & faith's isn't in one man, lets not go & get it twisted, I believe in God for all my personal values, but Obama's dreams offered opportunity. If I had a son tonight, I know he CAN grow up to be whatever he wants to be with NOTHING holding him back. We have a long shot still, but what a great example we have to work with.

Thanks B! For changing the world.

<3

Yea Yea.. More Voting Stuff

I'm tired of it, I know all ya'll are too.. But I did it today. I hate politics. And usually rid myself of it. But this time I couldn't help it.. wasn't it so passionate this time? It was more than just a race to command the US for me. Personal Independence. My husband and I went early 5:15am to make it before there were any lines, to our surprise we were the 2nd couple there. I guess all the house wives and soccer moms didn't make it out as early as I thought. Although we do have advance voting, so maybe that's why they were absent. lol (I got love for the house wives and ponytail swanggin ladies! Geeeze! <3) I didn't want to advance vote, I wanted to do it the day of. Years ago being a woman I wouldn't be able too, and only 138 years later that I being of color could do the same, really 43 years w/o all the shitty stipulations they made up : but that's another story:.

I'm so happy to be me today. Feels good to be proud of who you are, instead of always the conceived opposite.

Enjoy our early morning sunrise: and Journey to Freedom, one step at a time.

The Darkest Hour

I attended a funeral today.

Normally, they aren't too bad. Extremely sad yes, but usually I can empathetically make it through them. Especially if I'm paying my respects to someone I didn't quite know.

My husband's close friend lost his mother last week, due to a mixture of pills and medication. It wasn't necessarily intentional, but when she went to sleep she never woke up again.

I didn't know her, I met her, Donna is her name, a couple times while dating my husband. The eternity of one moment of meeting someone then they are gone in a blink of an eye. I felt incredibly sorry for our friend. He was very close to his mother, and she was all he had. That's one thing I couldn't ever image. Losing my mother. I have yet to even experience death on a personal level, and think I would just completely loose it. We've spent all week drying his tears and rubbing his back, and yet today felt like a heavy flood of sorrow and pain. Everything I noticed. It might of been cloudy here in our hearts but today was extremely beautiful. Vividly sunny, the bluest sky, and the warmest winds. He asked for her casket to be all white, it bore silver angels on the side and pink ribbon with her name written above it. The grass never looked so greener, with the dirt piled in heaps in the corner. Rose petals, previously taken apart for the barriel twirled in the wind mixed with the autumn leaves around the feet of her grandson who laid with his head on his mother's shoulder while her body shook with weeping.

Our friend's face was cold and I noticed he never looked up. My husband took to his side and cried with him, he once also lost his mother some time ago. When they were done, and the group of respecters scattered, I saw him lean with one knee on the dirt ground in his severely creased black dress pants and held on to the silver handle on his mother's casket.

I gave my husband a tight squeeze and we left our respects with our grieving friend.
The afternoon sun dried our tears, and the ride home was left unspoken.

What do you do when one loves another so. That when they pass, their grief is so indescribable, that they feel like they lost everything they've ever known in it's entirety. Such as losing a mother. I couldn't imagine.

Phone Anxiety

I totally think this disorder is made up, mainly for the fact because I've never heard anything about it. Well... I feel I have it. In a selfish kind of way. The other day I decided to google it, so see if there were any other "phone challenged" people out there, and behold: I came across another blogger in fact, who has the same disorder. (for the lack of words), Cicada Song: Phone Anxiety put it EAXTLY how I felt in a nutshull. I mean, damn near almost exactly. I couldn't believe it..

Ok, so what is it exactly? Your wondering? Well I'm not afraid of callers, or afraid to talk to people, I love people. I just refuse to let people take advantage of me and put all their drama and shitty conversation in my trash can. Just so happened I was raped of my ears and ability to empathise while talking with a close friend. She yabbed and yaaaaabbed, talked and talked that I couldn't get a word in to even have her back and say that she's right. I never got a chance to say hey, this is whats going on with me.. I'm a great listner, but damn! It really makes a dull evening when it's not a c-o-n-v-e-r-s-a-t-i-o-n. Maybe it's the entrapement feeling on the phone? I LOVE meeting up over dinner, lunch plans, and we can talk for hours!

Just the phone?

So, it was her, then another friend, then another..to where I just complety made myself unavailble. I got rid of my cell phone, and devoted my time to more self-fullfilling projects. Now if you read Cicada's..she goes more into detail about messaging and everything. Like for example I'm your best friend over the computer, I'll email you until the cows come home, but to get locked in to a verbal dissucsion where I'm backed into a wall all night.. nah. I'm ok. I'll be the first to hang up but then I feel guilty..You don't always want to be the first to end every conversation all the time..?

It might sound kind of selfish, but it can wear ya down a little.

Now, I've gotten a little better, plus I need a cell phone cause I was missing my parents calling at home, and what if I was being murdered, I would kinda like to take advantage of modern technology and have a cell phone near by... ya know?

Plus, now the girls know what's up. We've talked and they have given more short iter-active converations, and I'm cool with that.
They're realizing that highschool is over.. if you want to empty your emotions, bring it on, but to do it all night? Getta shrink.

Shit.

Whatever: Fashion's Close Call

I'm not going to post anything about Project Runway. I'm fairly angry.

Korto's fashions was so HOTT... Leanne.. whatever. That shit was bunk!

I hope Korto's work wasn't slept on...here's a lil peek of her hard work:

Liquor & Music : My Long Lost Friends

I haven't "went out" in quite awhile now. My girl friend from high school called me up and gave me the invite. She hasn't had the opportunity to go out and get wasted in some months, so I thought I'd join. She has 2 boys and the fathers aren't any way shape in the pictures, so if she gets a chance to have a break, then I have no problem breaking with her. I don't have any children, so I can't even imagine how bad she wants to escape from diapers, fights, and stepped on toy parts.

We decided to go to the Legends, it's a fairly new place in BFE, out here in the country. It's mainly all new shops and restaurants. It has a chain of bars that are connected with different music. GF listens to mostly country, so I knew which one I going too. I listen to everything but country.. so I started my tab real quick.



The bartender (of course) was pretty damn hot.. GF liked him too. I'm married so it was hands off for me, she's not so I told her to go in for the kill, instead she asked for a Blue Hawaiian something and a Jagger bomb. A Jagger bomb? I don't do those.. I had Patron on the rocks. Once I finished..among the tussle, the bartender slid me another one under the sly.. FOR FREE.. I told him thanks, and the girls were ooouin. Maybe because the place was empty and I was all leggs with my black 4inch Guess heelz?

4 shots and 1 pineapple rum later I was still pretty nice. GF and the group was pretty wasted: mission accomplished. We went to different spots a couple of times, I helped with her boobs like 50 times, picked her up from the floor a billion times. Now doing this and achieving in trying to stay cute are extremely difficult.

None the less, I haven't been out in months, so this was still pretty exciting. I made it home and a phone call later to see if she was ok sealed the night. Actually, my husband likes to take advantage of the inebriated, so once I was taken advantage of then it was a sealed deal. Isn't all the time where you get a happy ending to a great drunken night.. haha.

Tag I'm it!

Missy from Just Another Stupid Blog tagged me for a book meme

Here are the rules: Grab the nearest book. Open the book to page 56. Find the fifth sentence. Post the text of the next two to five sentences in your journal/blog along with these instructions. Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST. Tag five other people to do the same.

The closest book to me that I actually have saved on my computer because I went and downloaded it for free a month ago was "The Truth About Cheating" by M. Gary Neuman. I saw this book on a show on Oprah, my husband isn't cheating by any means, but it's real nice to know ways to keep it ever going that way. Plus I find this smutty, life coach stuff interesting anyway.

Pg. 56: Beyond that, be aware not to talk a lot about how you and your husband are going to get closer. Just keep the conversation to agreeing on some rules for this new relationship. I wanted to make sure his ass wasn't broken before I took him back. HA! Juuusss kiiddiinngg. He's a great lil pal he is. Love at first sight was how we met.

I only have 1 follower.. so I'll tag

acute_disaster

Quincy is his name.

We've gotta dawggie!! YEA.. We've actucally had em for damn near 2 weeks now. I wanted to make sure his ass wasn't broken before I took him back. HA! Juuusss kiiddiinngg. He's a great lil pal he is. Love at first sight was how we met.

The 2 dogs I previous choose was already gone! Keira and Hemmingway.. gone! So, I went to go check out Jake. In person, Jake was a lil hyper, and scary lookin. I mean he was white white. Also, he wasn't neutred, I didn't want to deal with comming back and mending to his balls all weekend. BUT... when I saw "Sagan" (that's what they named him) I was taken away.

I walked by his cage (didn't know he was a he then, because he acutally looked like a gurl because he was so darn cute)he was quiet, doing a little pace back and forth. My aunt was with me and kept taking me to other cages, but I didn't want to leave his cage. I was scared somebody was gonna take em, since the others vansished into thin air. His fur was all dirty and he stunk to high heaven. The attendant let us meet him on a leash and he was running everywhere while taking a quick lick to himself every now and again. I told my aunt he must of had surgery with all that licking and sure enough he did. No babies for my baby.

We bought him home, I decided to name him Chauncy. My husband thought that was gay (for the lack of words) and decided on Quincy. Which I feel is gay-er. Well to each his own. We could call him shit face and he'd still be cute as a button.

He's 2 years old, trianed and smart as a whip! I'm sure we'll have many stories in the future about all his cuteness and curiosities.

Take a gander: Quincy Q

Suburbian Blues

I was real down the other day.

I want to say my down-ness wasn't due to what's going on in the world, but maybe it had some underlying effect. I was reading an article on USA Today and it was talking about the stress on Americans as we worry about the economic crises. I don't know really. I have a job, my husband and I are fed. We don't own a house, but we are saving for it.. now I have that tinge of fear they have been talking about. What if we don't get our home? Ugh.


The economy is sick, and it's gonna take forever for it to get better? Ok, maybe not forever, but it's gonna feel like forever until we buy a house. I know there are alot people in worse shape than I, so I should be empathetically estastic where we are right now. Maybe it could be where I live too. I'm middle class living in an apt where all the upper upper class live. Like NFL football player's (Kansas City Cheifs SUCK!) and CEO's live down a street where I walk my dog, in these MEGA manchines. Maybe that could be effecting my ego? I go into work each day, dreadfully, and barely awake while I see ladies swinging their ponytails running at 9:00 on a weekday morning on the sidewalks. I want to swing my ponytail and run 9:00 on a weekday morning on the sidewalks.

Nope. I have to sit at a desk for 7.5 hours. Then I go to my lunch break at 11:30am at the local grocery store to get a salad. I have to squeeze my boat of an Aurora in between two gas sucking monster vehicles: the popular Land Rover and the not so popular Hummer. Then I wait 15 minutes to leave the parking lot because of all the stay at home moms and their 10 shopping carts and crowds of kids.

I'm not complaining, or "hatin" on the rich none the less, it just can wear ya down a little. I guess in the back of your head (when you see it constantly) you know sooomeebody isn't worrying. I saw a goooood show on fiances on Oprah (yes, I really don't like her, but she has some good shows w/ good topics SOMETIMES)and Susie Orman was on, and she was talkin about the lies we all live, and the persona we crave to keep up while ruining our credit and finances. So, maybe half of those people I was talking about are just living the lie, when in actuality they never was really set in the first place?

Well who cares.. I'm not gonna let it worry me, even if I don't ever get a house at then end of the day I'm still gonna be happy.. and loved... in my cozy 2 bed crib.

One Chance Too Many!

I know I'm like damn near a week late on the Project Runway show, but shux.. what a surprise..

Recap:
Jerrell, Kenly, Leanne and Korto have made it to be the last 4. Their project was to create a garden, nature themed evening gown. During the eliminating, Jerrell was the winner of the design, while Leanne, Korto and Kenly was up for elimination. The whopper of the ending was... NONE WERE ELIMINATED!

The designers wanted to keep all to see their creation and styles for fashion week!!

I think that's total bull, Kenly was received one chance too many with her wild crazy old ass 50 styles, and her rude behavior. Ya her designs are interesting, but nothing compared to some of the others. She should of been dropped a long time ago with the all non-teamplayerness!

This was Kenly's creation:

Kenly's wasn't in any realm of what the theme was suppose to be. She choose a plant that (as she thought) resembled scales, and it was purple. The designers said it was non-elegant and reptile like.. as it was! What the hell was on the bottom? I would of went softer? It was very sructured. And I wouldn't see anyone wearing that anywhere!

She mouthed off at Heidi.. Heidi said "And it just wasn't very elegant.." Kenly snapped back " Well it wasn't suppose be elegant HEIDI!" oooou (crowed making a ooou noise)


They said Korto's looked to much like a prom dress, but I thought it was nice, she did have too much fabric in the back, maybe if it would have been a different color and a tad more sleeker they wouldn't have gotten that feel.

Either way: Kenly doesn't deserve to share and bask with their achievements!




Team Korto!! (2nd team on the side: Jerrell)

My Last: Last

Well...


I don't know about you but I'm fed up too my wit's in on making everything my last.
This weekend was like my 3,000 weekends of saying my last.

To catch you up, (like the rest of the over-weight population) I've been trying to diet. Now I'm not huge by any means, I just need to be healthier and lose these 20 newlywed pounds I've just acquired. It's so funny because that was one of the things my husband was scared of about getting married, is acquiring a new fat wife.

BUT...to my defense

I blame the honeymoon cruise. Have you seen those buffet's!! Geeze. How many times can you have french toast with strawberries & whipped cream with a memoso? EVERYDAY WHEN YOUR ON YOUR HONEYMOON.. lol Plus for $3500 I want my bang for my buck, even if that means a couple of new rolls and some cellulite.

If I didn't just sound like Overweight America, then I don't know what. But I do know one thing though.. getting my family healthier and living longer. My brother and I who is 2 years younger than me, has gotten.... ah, I say a little bit out of control. He's a very handsome guy, but has the hugest belly (Which according to Dr. Mehment Oz, stomach fat is the most dangerous) so we have decided together as brother and sister to lose the pounds for our very LAST time.

I roped in my by saying.. "Keith, come on now... let's make mom proud. Lets lose the weight and get happy for her!" My mom, by herself mind you, has lost 98lbs! I'm so happy for her. In amage we should do the same. This Monday is when we start. I've just went through my last 7-11 pina colada Slurpee.. so sad it was. My last ranch Doritos.. and that's it! Tomorrow I know at 3:00pm I'll want to invade the vending machine and rape a pack of chocolate donuts .... for the last time. BUT I'M NOT!! I'm gonna diet this right.. for the last time. While being a responsible big sister and a gem of a daughter too. (can't forget that.)

Saving A Life

My husband and I are making a trip to a pet adoption agency here in town called Wayside Waifes to save a doggie life. I love dogs and most fuzzy types of animals, so this trip should be a heartbreaking one..