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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

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)

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

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.

Friday, December 5, 2008

I've Been TAGGED

you get to send it to only 5 PPL ONLY NOT ALL OF THE blogger that wanna do it!
rule number two just write don't keep anything inside!!
rule number three HAVE FUN!!


TOPIC: pick a person ONE PERSON that we all know which is A BLOGGER THAT BLOGS!! IN BLOGGER OR WORDPRESS!! only one!! and describe that person and tell her/him some stuff that you like about them and if there are any negative points then say them too!! and write the name!! "


Dizzblnd: Your just a cool Blogger. Funny, Witty, and EXTREMELY helpful!<3 If it's something unique, or awkwardly interesting it's usually posted for our enjoyment. Some others might be reserved, which is ok BUT your open and communicative and always have something to funny to offer. Your probably making someone a great friend, as well as something great to blog about, of course! =0) Cherrio!

I'm Tagging:

Just Another Stupid Blog

The Water Bottle

World of Poot

Hey it's never a bad thing to express some goodness to some wonderful bloggers!

Have a great weekend!

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

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)

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

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..

Monday, December 1, 2008

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."


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


"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


"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.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

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.

Friday, November 14, 2008

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)

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

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?

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

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.


Tuesday, November 4, 2008

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.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

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.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

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.


Tuesday, October 21, 2008

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:

Sunday, October 19, 2008

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.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

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


Monday, October 13, 2008

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

Sunday, October 12, 2008

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.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

One Chance Too Many!

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

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)

Sunday, October 5, 2008

My Last: Last


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.)

Friday, October 3, 2008

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..

I used to have a dog. His name was Charlie, he was a 4lb Yorkie. I bought him from a breeder. When he was a puppy he was the size of my palm. I shared him with my then.. Ex- boyfriend. The reason why I don't have him anymore because during the "ex" part of the relationship he took him, along with his clothes, PlayStation and dirty underwear. I was in school then, and didn't come home until late in the evening. My Charlie would be left in his crate from 8:30am -9:00pm 2 days a week, and I felt terrible. So.. I made the grown up decision for him to keep him. I left my ex anyway, and I felt sorry about that too. He really loved Charlie as well, so I think I kinda accepted that choice as my "parting gift."

Now.. things are different. I'm married, hubb and I have different shifts, and no babies yet, therefore: ALOT of LOVE to give.

Instead of buying an expensive one, I was thinking about saving a life and adopting!

There are many myths to why adopting is questionable, but I think I'm going to be daring and commit too it. I was one of those who thought, you are getting someone else's "damaged goods". But maybe that's ok. I was reading some interesting info from the Human Society about the myths and benefits of adopting pets. It's truly TRUE..

I hope we fall in love tomorrow, I'm thinking we should.. I'm gonna make this just as equivalent as taking a baby home for the first time. The advantage is you get to see what the baby looks like before hand: The runner uppers:


Female & cute!!


Male & cuddly!!

American Eskimo

Male & striking!!

It's not like I'm into blonde's or anything. These dogs were the ones that were available to my extra lovin taste.. I'm really hoping on Keira.. my Terrier passion is always first, so hopefully when I meet her she is as cool as she looks in the pictures.. <3>
Wish me well..

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Continually Crushing

I experienced a small case of nostalgia the other day.

I was watching TV, and on came a commerical for Brad Pitt's new movie that's in theaters Burn After Reading. Well after watching that serenade of a clip, I started to recollect how I have had a long crush on him and his movies.. along with him, Patrick Swayze & Young & the Restless talent Shamar Moore. (Yum)

The first time I remember falling lustfully over Brad (like I know him personally) was when I was watching the movie.. Legends of the Fall. I don't know what it was about me and that movie, isn't like there were any black people in it? Brad just looked so YUMMY..and wild. (ugh)
I think I was every bit of 14, and I had to tell all my friends about him. As these years tend to progress, his movies has gotten better and better.. and he: older and hotter..

Another hot movie was: (before The Legends...) was Thelma & Louise
Can you say young and tender? HAHA.. Long hair, short hair, ripped jeans or not. He could eat crackers in my bed any day..

Interview with a Vampire
Grosely hot with fangs and all..

Fight Club & Snatch
Are equally hotness.. I think for Fight Club he must of had to workout with a personal trainer for years, the body was out of control.

Ocean's 11 & 12 & Mr. & Mrs. Smith
Are equally hot & sophisticated. All the Brad fit fans have to agree with me here. Chic and davenare was the main ingredient in both of those movies.. sheesh.

Brad might be absolutely marvelous on the eyes, but I don't know what I can say too much about the brains. I saw him being interview with Oprah, and he seemed a little spaced out. His replies to her questions were like... Oookaayyy.. (while nodding in complete confusion) Maybe he was nervous about his transition from Aniston to Jolie..?

Whatever the flake.. he'll always be a hottie scottie in my book.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

No Punching Allowed- While Cleaning the House

Husband's and wives have spats right?

Some spats seems more difficult that others, but some couples seem to just iron it over in no time and are all kisses the next.

Well I've been married for a little over a year now, and my husband is a great guy. Grown up in the christian faith,
well loving, strong in stature, easy on the eyes so to speak..unfortunately with all that greatness he can be such a hormonal baby! While he was putting the dishes in the dishwasher and cleaning the kitchen (yes, what a great man to do the whole kitchen) I saw a dirty glass sitting on the counter, and I asked him, "that could fit in there?" (very nicely I might add) He said, "No, I'll just leave it in the sink." Well my resourceful and tidy nature kicked in and I started to make space in the dishwasher. (which there was plenty of) So he see me, and jumps a flipping fit!! He said "What in the beep beep are you doing!?" Now he never talks to me in that manner... I said "I'm just making space!" He angered out " Well if you want to move everything around then you just clean up the kitchen!"

I was shocked, startled and pretty damn pissed none the less. We spat back and forth, me of course defending my side. He then brings out the vacuum, and thinks he's going to start cleaning up the living room while totally abandoning the kitchen. Then I forcefully bring to his attention while snatching the plug from the wall: YOU CAN'T START VACUUMING WITHOUT PICKING UP THE FLOOR FIRST.. now.. I'm hot right now, because how he originally treated me..

So..this is where I practically blow my top like a tea kettle!

He grunts folds his arms just like a little kid and falls in the chair.. ok. now.. we have to get his house clean, and I need help, especially since it was ALL HIS MESS.. (all, always & every aren't the words we're suppose to use in our pre-marriage counseling sessions..)

I tumble over and I start pulling him.. "Hey! Come on!, he starts playfully smiling, I get angrier. So I start with a jab here and I punch there.. ((he laughs)) .. then I grab his arm, and then the windmill in me come out and I'm just whaling while through the grit in my teeth saying " you ::better ::: clean::: the::: kitchen::: I'm:: always nice:::to you::: and :: you:: are::: treating:::: me::: like crap!::: And I rip his Haynes tank.

Quietly he sits on the floor in front of the TV. I pick up the handful of clothes I dropped, and bits of paper I previously picked up.. and go into the bedroom and wash my hair..

He didn't speak to me the whole night..

I apologized until the cows came home..still... 1st year married... 1st time happening. Nothing.

I felt terrible....I felt like I really wasn't "hitting" him.. just mad.. but he felt like reverse abuse or something.
It was all humorous, but this can go to show how something can turn... kinda bad. Ladies & wives..
don't hit your boyfriends and husbands.. He doesn't ever hit me, so I should respect him in the same manner.
Even if it's all in a jokingly way. I think he just wanted to blow up something to get majorly mad at. We've made up, the next day was glorious. I cooked him breakfast, and showered him with love....

Even though he's a sour puss baby and all.. I'll know next time to keep my hands to myself.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Cancer Sucks

I know we've all seen it.. the ladies walking around with "cancer sucks" T-shirt and buttons. Never really knowing if it's the people themselves who have it, or jus the supporters joing for a cause?

Well... when I go to work everyday I have the prievledge to see and meet people who are steadingly fighting for thier lives as we speak. This is my exspriece of a non-cancer person standing outside looking in.. and it hurts.

One of mention is a lady named Kelly. She was very vibrant and active, short stature of a woman who was so fun, and always there for the event. You know the ones when your friends asked you to come. "Jessica's having a birthday party, I want you to be there" Sure thing.. and Kelly's there. Kinda like me.. I'm honored when someone asks me.. We were never close, just aquantences, where we respected eachother's personalities: sweetheart to sweetheart. Well lately over years, I'd see her in the elevator or wave hello while she's comming in and I've noticed the life is missing. Her face is not the same, the eyebrows, eye lashes, make-up is gone. She wears a scarf over her head, which was once full & lusterous hair. I feel down because I know what's going on, like words unspoken. When in actuallity I want to just hug her and squeeze her and tell her everything will be ok.. but somehow she knows it won't.

Another morning when I saw her comming in, I said "Hi Kelly, how are you doing?" Exspecting a "fine" or brushed off "good". Instead she said "just trying to make it" ... that was left with me all day. I wrennch and scorn to days end, complain about a headache or two and here she is compeating with life. I never really felt any kind of particaular way about cancer and death as I did that day. It was never so close to home as it was for me that day at work.

I know her days are ending shortly, as a close friend told me last week. As she pushes on.. I also push on for cancer inflicted, and the cancer survivors. Sometimes it's just heartfelt enough to be aware and not to be afriad of the sick as they try to make in to work and still strive for the next day...sometimes all they want is to know you still care..

We met again one morning, walking side my side on the sidewalk.. I told her she looked beautiful. For the first time in awhile I saw her crows feet crinkle, and the corners of her smile turn up. And I gave her a hug. Tomorrow she could be gone, but for today she knows that somebodys still cares.

Friday, September 26, 2008

On Pins & Needles


I must have to say I've been addicted to watching Project Runway the 5th season.

I remember the talk shows and press talking about this show; making a big hype about it but I thought it was just another celebrity couch potato game show. BUT... somehow I was fooled. This how has alot of creativity on demand! I think the inner designer that I never knew I had (lol) wants to come out and cut up some fabric! Pronto.

Last night's episode was quite tricky. The designers had to design for each other while incorporating a music theme pre-choosen for them. My favorite music-fashion re-vamp was Kenly!

She's a little stuck-upish in her own 50's style, BUT WOW, who knew she could be so smokin hot. Not to say she should dress like this everyday, but a switch up every now again wouldn't be too impossible? I kinda pin holed her in that 50's look, and it really set her apart too much but hey.. to each it's own right?

Hands down.. outside of Jerell... I think Korto is my fav. Ahh the compulsion of fashion.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Blogg Nation.

Sorry. I like using "Blog" with two g's. Not that I'm totally illiterate or anything, I just felt the other g felt lonely.

Well I'm quite new to this, all my friends do it, so I thought I'd jump off the bridge as well. I had to look up the definition of "Blog" and it said, wiki preferred:

A blog (a contraction of the term "Web log") is a Web site, usually maintained by an individual [1], with regular entries of commentary, descriptions of events, or other material such as graphics or video. Entries are commonly displayed in reverse-chronological order. "Blog" can also be used as a verb, meaning to maintain or add content to a blog.

So I thought to myself, hey? This is an online journal, but not really. Because who wants to read someones deep personal thoughts in depth everyday? Maybe I'm wrong.

Many of my friends use Myspace, but to tell you the truth I don't ever want to read those? Some are just like," I took my kids to school, and went to the Doctor, then decided to have ice cream at Sheridan's". Great. Somehow though, this blogger site seems more entertaining with funny witty people. Now all I need is some great material right? Is that how it works? You don't want to come off as a boring blogger.

Well I'll wait it off till tonight, I'll have some great TV watching, some knitting, and dinner with my quack job of a husband... that I love so dearly.. (see you have to make up for those snikkers, he could be reading..)

Blogg ya later ...

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