Earlier, I wrote about things I have learned in my 34 years... And as the day set aside for celebrating my birth comes to a close, I think it is only fitting that I set forth some goals- 34, to be exact- for the next year (God willing- of my life)... After all, you can't get anywhere without a plan, right?
1- I will talk to a new new person once a week, for a period of no less than fifteen minutes.
2- I will laugh with my children every day.
3- I will tithe on a more consistent basis.
4- I will spend time cultivating relationships both professionally and personally.
5- I will become a WORTHWHILE and PROFITABLE investment.
6- I will pay off 3 debts and avoid the creation of more debt.
7- I will write simply for the joy of writing.
8- I will run a 3-5k.
9- I will call my Grandparents more often.
10- I will take time out for me.
11- I will take a vested position of interest when it comes to my community and the goings on therein.
12- I will take more responsibility for the state of my affairs and make changes where and when necessary.
13- I will learn to do something new every month.
14- I will get to know my nephew and he will get to know me.
15- I will read more news articles.
16- I will cultivate my gifts.
17- I will explore more.
18- I will work to create a healthy atmosphere in body, mind and spirit.
19- I will tell my family that I love them.
20- I will create a five year plan for my life.
21- I will successfully write a grant.
22- I will take my L-Sats and my Realtor's Exam.
23- I will become proficient in hand gun safety, shooting and will get my concealed weapons permit.
24- I will accept the things I have no control over and I will get less frustrated with those situations.
25- I will read my Bible more.
26- I will pray more.
***This is really hard. Who knew that coming up with 34 goals for my life would be this difficult?***
I honestly cannot think of more things I would like to do in the coming year, with my life. Even though I have been unable to think of 34 goals for the next year of my life, I am not disheartened. I do not feel I have not risen to the challenge of mapping where I want my life to go. In fact, I feel invigorated. I am ready to face the new day. I am ready to start putting check marks next to the things I accomplish and I am even looking forward to the harder things. I am looking forward to getting out of my comfort zone as I grow more into this wonderful woman God has called me to be.
And as the night winds down for me, I challenge you to set some goals for yourself... I do not mean the traditional New Year's Resolutions, either. I mean from the heart, planning my route, mapping my journey goals. Ask yourself where you want to go and then start writing things down that will ensure you get there. Taking it a step further- are you bold enough to share it with me or the rest of the social media world? If not, then how will you be holding yourself accountable to you?
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Now, Let's Go Get Some Cake!
You know today is my born day... If anyone should ask, I am 21.
Yeah right. I really don't think I could be paid to revisit that age. I am so very proud of where I am right now. I am proud of my accomplishments. I am proud of my goals. I am proud of the woman I have become.
A few weeks ago, Tyler Perry celebrated his birthday and he wrote a list of the things he had learned to that point in his life. I was inspired. Thank you Mr. Perry for the inspiration!
So, here goes... 34 things I have learned in my 34 years:
1. God is Good All of the Time. (No matter what situation or circumstance you find yourself in, God continues to be good to and for you. Without question.)
2. Sometimes you have to encourage yourself. (Its true. People will not always be around. People will not always care. Self motivation is important and without it, your vision may start to crumble.)
3. You need a vision. (In order for anybody else to see potential for your life, you have to see it for yourself, first.)
4. You need God in your life. (As in you need a daily intimate relationship with HIM.)
5. It is good to laugh. (If you need further explanation, then you need to start laughing more.)
6. If you work hard, you deserve to play hard and likewise, if you play hard, you need to work hard. (If you compromise this formula in any way, you have the ingredients to make disaster.)
7. In life, it is the little things that matter. (You know, its true what they say about stopping to smell the roses...)
8. Reading is fundamental.
9. Life is like a roller coaster (there will be ups and there will be downs, sometimes you will giggle in delight and sometimes you will scream in fright.)
10. It is good to have friends, but it is even better to befriend yourself. (As I said previously, people aren't always going to be around, so you may want to get to know yourself and enjoy hanging out with you.)
11. Life is a classroom (It is up to you to decide how much you are going to learn.)
12. If you do not stand for something, you will fall for any and everything.
13. When you are on the path that God would have you to be on, you really can move mountains. (You know faith like a mustard seed...)
14. Teen age girls are lucky to make it to adulthood. (That reminds me, I need to call my mom and tell her thank you for allowing me to live past my rebellion stage...)
15. A moment on the lips = FOREVER on the HIPS! (Gluttony is a sin)
16. If you lay down with dogs, you will surely wake up with fleas. (Keep your legs closed and your mouth out of places it doesn't belong.)
17. It takes a village to raise a child and accomplish all of your other goals too! (People are put in place all around you to lead and guide you, they have experienced things that will bless you and have learned things they can teach you- LEARN FROM THEM. LET THEM HELP YOU.)
18. From time to time, you will need to be an adult (It is probably for the best that this skill is mastered before it is needed, otherwise you end up looking unprofessional, unintelligent, and foolish.
19. Love is an action word and that action should never intentionally hurt you. (In other words, if the one who loves you introduces your mouth to their fist- it ain't love and if you are begging for attentions and affections, then that love ain't an action!)
20. Forgiveness is essential to your daily life.
21. God is a HEALER.
22. Everyone has a closet. Everyone has a skeleton in that closet. (Might as well let everyone know up front what's in your closet, that way they can decide to not be a part of your life before you have invested so much of you into them.)
23.There is NOTHING new under the sun. (Whatever you are going through and whenever you are going through, someone else has already gone through it. Bottom line- it won't kill you.)
24. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger... (Coal is tossed into a fire and becomes diamonds, hmm... Diamonds in the rough, maybe?)
25. You cannot please everyone at every given moment. (Ensuring your own happiness goes along way and can often times impact the attitude others present when in your presence.)
26. Explore your world. (There is a reason the earth is round and not boxed in shape.)
27. You don't need to tell everyone everything. (It is good to have secrets, especially when it comes to the designs/ plans of your life. Haters are a real thing.)
28. "Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me" is a FALSE statement. (Broken bones will heal, whereas, the wounds of words sometimes NEVER heal.)
29. Hind sight is 20/20. (You will do things that you regret. Be mindful of this when you are determining whether to participate or not participate in a thing or whether or not to do something. If you regret it later, is it a regret you will be ok with?)
30. There is a GOD who made the universe and everything in it.
31. Be thankful. (Appreciation makes getting help easier.)
32. Be humble. (You did not do it all by your lonesome. There are several, if not thousands or millions of people who helped you up that ladder.)
33. Parenthood makes you crazy. (I think I have well established this. If you are a parent, I am sure you understand and if you are not a parent, just look at your parents and you might know what I am talking about.)
34. Don't be afraid to try new things. (If you are constantly worried about the what-ifs, you will miss out on far to many should haves or could be's.)
Now, let's go get some cake!
Yeah right. I really don't think I could be paid to revisit that age. I am so very proud of where I am right now. I am proud of my accomplishments. I am proud of my goals. I am proud of the woman I have become.
A few weeks ago, Tyler Perry celebrated his birthday and he wrote a list of the things he had learned to that point in his life. I was inspired. Thank you Mr. Perry for the inspiration!
So, here goes... 34 things I have learned in my 34 years:
1. God is Good All of the Time. (No matter what situation or circumstance you find yourself in, God continues to be good to and for you. Without question.)
2. Sometimes you have to encourage yourself. (Its true. People will not always be around. People will not always care. Self motivation is important and without it, your vision may start to crumble.)
3. You need a vision. (In order for anybody else to see potential for your life, you have to see it for yourself, first.)
4. You need God in your life. (As in you need a daily intimate relationship with HIM.)
5. It is good to laugh. (If you need further explanation, then you need to start laughing more.)
6. If you work hard, you deserve to play hard and likewise, if you play hard, you need to work hard. (If you compromise this formula in any way, you have the ingredients to make disaster.)
7. In life, it is the little things that matter. (You know, its true what they say about stopping to smell the roses...)
8. Reading is fundamental.
9. Life is like a roller coaster (there will be ups and there will be downs, sometimes you will giggle in delight and sometimes you will scream in fright.)
10. It is good to have friends, but it is even better to befriend yourself. (As I said previously, people aren't always going to be around, so you may want to get to know yourself and enjoy hanging out with you.)
11. Life is a classroom (It is up to you to decide how much you are going to learn.)
12. If you do not stand for something, you will fall for any and everything.
13. When you are on the path that God would have you to be on, you really can move mountains. (You know faith like a mustard seed...)
14. Teen age girls are lucky to make it to adulthood. (That reminds me, I need to call my mom and tell her thank you for allowing me to live past my rebellion stage...)
15. A moment on the lips = FOREVER on the HIPS! (Gluttony is a sin)
16. If you lay down with dogs, you will surely wake up with fleas. (Keep your legs closed and your mouth out of places it doesn't belong.)
17. It takes a village to raise a child and accomplish all of your other goals too! (People are put in place all around you to lead and guide you, they have experienced things that will bless you and have learned things they can teach you- LEARN FROM THEM. LET THEM HELP YOU.)
18. From time to time, you will need to be an adult (It is probably for the best that this skill is mastered before it is needed, otherwise you end up looking unprofessional, unintelligent, and foolish.
19. Love is an action word and that action should never intentionally hurt you. (In other words, if the one who loves you introduces your mouth to their fist- it ain't love and if you are begging for attentions and affections, then that love ain't an action!)
20. Forgiveness is essential to your daily life.
21. God is a HEALER.
22. Everyone has a closet. Everyone has a skeleton in that closet. (Might as well let everyone know up front what's in your closet, that way they can decide to not be a part of your life before you have invested so much of you into them.)
23.There is NOTHING new under the sun. (Whatever you are going through and whenever you are going through, someone else has already gone through it. Bottom line- it won't kill you.)
24. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger... (Coal is tossed into a fire and becomes diamonds, hmm... Diamonds in the rough, maybe?)
25. You cannot please everyone at every given moment. (Ensuring your own happiness goes along way and can often times impact the attitude others present when in your presence.)
26. Explore your world. (There is a reason the earth is round and not boxed in shape.)
27. You don't need to tell everyone everything. (It is good to have secrets, especially when it comes to the designs/ plans of your life. Haters are a real thing.)
28. "Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me" is a FALSE statement. (Broken bones will heal, whereas, the wounds of words sometimes NEVER heal.)
29. Hind sight is 20/20. (You will do things that you regret. Be mindful of this when you are determining whether to participate or not participate in a thing or whether or not to do something. If you regret it later, is it a regret you will be ok with?)
30. There is a GOD who made the universe and everything in it.
31. Be thankful. (Appreciation makes getting help easier.)
32. Be humble. (You did not do it all by your lonesome. There are several, if not thousands or millions of people who helped you up that ladder.)
33. Parenthood makes you crazy. (I think I have well established this. If you are a parent, I am sure you understand and if you are not a parent, just look at your parents and you might know what I am talking about.)
34. Don't be afraid to try new things. (If you are constantly worried about the what-ifs, you will miss out on far to many should haves or could be's.)
Now, let's go get some cake!
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Who Cares About the Children
This, what I am doing right here, is a PSA---> That's Public Service Announcement for all you young heads who have no idea what its like to have only 12 channels to watch on TV and have never experienced TV going OFF air for the night. Anyway, back to my PSA...
As I see the things happening around me, I am shocked (maybe, I am not really shocked, because I sort of was expecting things to fall completely in the crapper, but that can just be between you and me) and I am truly concerned for the well being of our children- who are the FUTURE of the US of A (and if you needed to be reminded of that, then we are in a worse state of affairs than even I had imagined.)
You see, in all of this craziness with the Government, not one single solitaire governmental official has said or even hinted that we need to come to a resolution to this mess FOR the children. You see, it is the children who will suffer most through all of this drama.... Yes, I know, you are thinking you will suffer to, because you won't be able to pay your mortgage and you won't be able to put gas in your car and all of the other 999,999,999,999 thousands of ways you will be affected, but here's the thing: you and I are adults. We can come up with a plan and be generally pretty good about sticking through with it. We will survive. BUT our children, who I said are our future leaders, are loosing faith in a system that they will one day be called upon to head. If they loose faith now, what is going to inspire them to want to be a part of it in the future?
Also, might I add that whilst all of this foolishness is going on, school still happens (and anyone with a child in kindergarten, at least, knows of the expense that comes with your child's schooling)- field trips go on or they get cancelled because the Government Closed (because the important thing is that we take away the fun things that enhanced our children's educational lives and puts them at an even further disadvantage from our European/Asian counterparts), kids still need to eat (which means you will either have to send them to school with their lunch, which of course means you are still making those weekly trips to the grocery store or you are sending them to school with money in their pockets to buy their lunch- I wonder how long it'll be before someone reaches in their pockets and pulls out nothing but lent... All because the Government wants to demonstrate what it is like to have a room FULL of TODDLER children AND WE- the ADULTS- ALLOW THEM TO DO IT.
So, I am forced to as again, "Who cares about the children?" If we do not learn very quickly to stand together and unite our voices, the children will be the ones most affected. If we do not learn to play nicely in the sand box and share our toys, our children (who will one day, very soon, lead this country) will learn that throwing a temper tantrum gets you what you want. If we do not learn the true meaning of democracy, our children will cease to believe it exists and where will that leave us when they are inn charge? If we do not say to one another, "I disagree, but I at least understand what you want to accomplish. How can we work together to accomplish this?" and if we do not learn to LISTEN ACTIVELY, then our children will learn that there is no such thing as conflict resolution.
POWER TO THE PEOPLE- can really happen. VIVA LA REVOLUTION- starts in your community. WE SHALL OVERCOME- gives hope to our children, our future.
Having said about all I can in an attempt to get you to understand how drastically the situations we face at this point and time are and how important it is to get involved... I leave you with this: What is happening in our National Government is only a demonstration of what is happening on a city/county level. it is time to crack the book open ans actually read what is happening and not depend on the cliff notes.
If you are in or around RVA, I invite you to come out to the Richmond Coalition for Quality Education's Community Awareness Debut Program, where you can begin to gain understanding and join in the fight for our children. 3 pm Sanctuary of 31st Street Baptist Church Richmond,VA 23233.
Who cares about the children? I care.
Who cares about the children? Richmond Coalition for Quality Education cares.
I now return you to your regularly scheduled lives, already in progress.
As I see the things happening around me, I am shocked (maybe, I am not really shocked, because I sort of was expecting things to fall completely in the crapper, but that can just be between you and me) and I am truly concerned for the well being of our children- who are the FUTURE of the US of A (and if you needed to be reminded of that, then we are in a worse state of affairs than even I had imagined.)
You see, in all of this craziness with the Government, not one single solitaire governmental official has said or even hinted that we need to come to a resolution to this mess FOR the children. You see, it is the children who will suffer most through all of this drama.... Yes, I know, you are thinking you will suffer to, because you won't be able to pay your mortgage and you won't be able to put gas in your car and all of the other 999,999,999,999 thousands of ways you will be affected, but here's the thing: you and I are adults. We can come up with a plan and be generally pretty good about sticking through with it. We will survive. BUT our children, who I said are our future leaders, are loosing faith in a system that they will one day be called upon to head. If they loose faith now, what is going to inspire them to want to be a part of it in the future?
Also, might I add that whilst all of this foolishness is going on, school still happens (and anyone with a child in kindergarten, at least, knows of the expense that comes with your child's schooling)- field trips go on or they get cancelled because the Government Closed (because the important thing is that we take away the fun things that enhanced our children's educational lives and puts them at an even further disadvantage from our European/Asian counterparts), kids still need to eat (which means you will either have to send them to school with their lunch, which of course means you are still making those weekly trips to the grocery store or you are sending them to school with money in their pockets to buy their lunch- I wonder how long it'll be before someone reaches in their pockets and pulls out nothing but lent... All because the Government wants to demonstrate what it is like to have a room FULL of TODDLER children AND WE- the ADULTS- ALLOW THEM TO DO IT.
So, I am forced to as again, "Who cares about the children?" If we do not learn very quickly to stand together and unite our voices, the children will be the ones most affected. If we do not learn to play nicely in the sand box and share our toys, our children (who will one day, very soon, lead this country) will learn that throwing a temper tantrum gets you what you want. If we do not learn the true meaning of democracy, our children will cease to believe it exists and where will that leave us when they are inn charge? If we do not say to one another, "I disagree, but I at least understand what you want to accomplish. How can we work together to accomplish this?" and if we do not learn to LISTEN ACTIVELY, then our children will learn that there is no such thing as conflict resolution.
POWER TO THE PEOPLE- can really happen. VIVA LA REVOLUTION- starts in your community. WE SHALL OVERCOME- gives hope to our children, our future.
Having said about all I can in an attempt to get you to understand how drastically the situations we face at this point and time are and how important it is to get involved... I leave you with this: What is happening in our National Government is only a demonstration of what is happening on a city/county level. it is time to crack the book open ans actually read what is happening and not depend on the cliff notes.
If you are in or around RVA, I invite you to come out to the Richmond Coalition for Quality Education's Community Awareness Debut Program, where you can begin to gain understanding and join in the fight for our children. 3 pm Sanctuary of 31st Street Baptist Church Richmond,VA 23233.
Who cares about the children? I care.
Who cares about the children? Richmond Coalition for Quality Education cares.
I now return you to your regularly scheduled lives, already in progress.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Let's Talk About Sex Baby
"Let's talk about sex, baby... Let's talk about you and me... Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be... Let's talk about sex..."- You know you remember the song by Salt N Peppa. In fact, you are probably singing it to yourself right now. It was a catchy tune way back when.
"Let's get it on... We're all sensitive people... With so much love to give, understand me sugar... Since we got to be... Let's say, I love you... Let's get it on..." (Marvin Gaye, from even further 'back in the day.')
"Come inside, take off your coat, Ill make you feel at home. Now let's pour a glass of wine 'cause now we're all alone. I've been waiting all night so just let me hold you close to me, 'cause I've been dyin' for you girl and make love to me. Girl you make me feel real good. We can do it 'til we both wake up. Girl, you know I'm hooked on you, And this is what we'll do... I wanna sex you up. All night..." (Who can forget Color Me Bad?)
You are probably jammin right about now, but somewhere in the grown up recess of your brain, I am sure you are asking yourself "what's the point?" (I do have a point, I promise. I'm just not ready to reveal it yet. So there.)
It is no secret that I am an addict (to Facebook, people- let's not go all crazy and stuff), so it really should not come as a surprise when I say I read what people write at least 20 times a day... However, you people are killing my addiction and I am not okay with that!!!
If I read one more CRAZY post from someone about "I'm on the phone with my hubby" (FYI hubby is the new term for guy I just got in a relationship with 2 HOURS ago) or "I can't wait for my hubs to come over" or "I love the hubs, but I don't understand why he doesn't talk to me" or "I love him. He's my hubby, but why doesn't he ever call me?"- I am going to be forced to punch somebody in the face! (You better realize this is a complete figure of speech and I better not be getting any CRAZY emails about how I need anger management or some silly stuff like that!
Just to be clear, allow me to share some definitions with you all-
love (as defined in the BIBLE): Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. (1 Corinthians 13:4-7)
***If you have to ask him to respect you, if you find that more times than not- he is unkind to you, if you feel disrespected more than you feel honored, if you are always being told what you do wrong and what you have done wrong since the time of your birth, if he is constantly lying to you or being deceitful and if he is always threatening to leave you- IT IS NOT LOVE***
marriage: the state of being united to a person of the opposite sex as husband or wife in a consensual and contractual relationship recognized by law (Merriam Webster Online Dictionary)
***if you did not go to the Court House or the Church and STAND before GOD and some witnesses, followed by the signing of some legal papers- YOU HAVE NO HUSBAND***
playing: to live as if married without actually being legally married
***he didn't promise to love, honor or cherish you. He didn't promise to stay with you forever and he didn't agree to spending time with you. All he agreed to was that he was gonna have the same address as you and MAYBE be accessible for regular intercourse***
So, let's recap. Sex does not = love or signify a relationship. Playing House does not = love or signify a relationship. Marriage does not = love. Refer to definition of love and be prepared to work at it EVERY MINUTE of EVERY DAY for the REST of your life. If you aren't prepared to work it, then you don't need to be in it. If you don't need to be in it, you DEFINITELY don't need to tell the world via Facebook how much of a mess you are in right now. Respect yourself more than theman, boy or child you are with does.
"Let's get it on... We're all sensitive people... With so much love to give, understand me sugar... Since we got to be... Let's say, I love you... Let's get it on..." (Marvin Gaye, from even further 'back in the day.')
"Come inside, take off your coat, Ill make you feel at home. Now let's pour a glass of wine 'cause now we're all alone. I've been waiting all night so just let me hold you close to me, 'cause I've been dyin' for you girl and make love to me. Girl you make me feel real good. We can do it 'til we both wake up. Girl, you know I'm hooked on you, And this is what we'll do... I wanna sex you up. All night..." (Who can forget Color Me Bad?)
You are probably jammin right about now, but somewhere in the grown up recess of your brain, I am sure you are asking yourself "what's the point?" (I do have a point, I promise. I'm just not ready to reveal it yet. So there.)
It is no secret that I am an addict (to Facebook, people- let's not go all crazy and stuff), so it really should not come as a surprise when I say I read what people write at least 20 times a day... However, you people are killing my addiction and I am not okay with that!!!
If I read one more CRAZY post from someone about "I'm on the phone with my hubby" (FYI hubby is the new term for guy I just got in a relationship with 2 HOURS ago) or "I can't wait for my hubs to come over" or "I love the hubs, but I don't understand why he doesn't talk to me" or "I love him. He's my hubby, but why doesn't he ever call me?"- I am going to be forced to punch somebody in the face! (You better realize this is a complete figure of speech and I better not be getting any CRAZY emails about how I need anger management or some silly stuff like that!
Just to be clear, allow me to share some definitions with you all-
love (as defined in the BIBLE): Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. (1 Corinthians 13:4-7)
***If you have to ask him to respect you, if you find that more times than not- he is unkind to you, if you feel disrespected more than you feel honored, if you are always being told what you do wrong and what you have done wrong since the time of your birth, if he is constantly lying to you or being deceitful and if he is always threatening to leave you- IT IS NOT LOVE***
marriage: the state of being united to a person of the opposite sex as husband or wife in a consensual and contractual relationship recognized by law (Merriam Webster Online Dictionary)
***if you did not go to the Court House or the Church and STAND before GOD and some witnesses, followed by the signing of some legal papers- YOU HAVE NO HUSBAND***
playing: to live as if married without actually being legally married
***he didn't promise to love, honor or cherish you. He didn't promise to stay with you forever and he didn't agree to spending time with you. All he agreed to was that he was gonna have the same address as you and MAYBE be accessible for regular intercourse***
So, let's recap. Sex does not = love or signify a relationship. Playing House does not = love or signify a relationship. Marriage does not = love. Refer to definition of love and be prepared to work at it EVERY MINUTE of EVERY DAY for the REST of your life. If you aren't prepared to work it, then you don't need to be in it. If you don't need to be in it, you DEFINITELY don't need to tell the world via Facebook how much of a mess you are in right now. Respect yourself more than the
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Dinosaur Chicken Nuggets Are The Only Meaningful Proof That Dinosaurs Existed
Yes. I said exactly what you read. Dinosaur chicken nuggets are the only meaningful proof that the dinosaurs existed. At least according to my son (who is the only boy in my crazy gang). I am still trying to work this one out. I'm pretty sure he was just being silly. I am pretty sure he was only trying to make me (and his sisters) laugh. I am doubly sure that he did not really want to play with his food as he said he did. (Notice I said I was pretty sure. Because I am not really entirely 100% sure- especially when it comes to him, but he's mine and I loves him.)
But anyway. We were talking about meaningful proof of existence... Bet you're wondering how I am gonna turn this into something meaningful, inspirational or encouraging- right? I'm not. While I believe it is important to learn from the day to day happenings in life, I also believe you shouldn't have to reach to learn those all-important life lessons.
Sometimes you just need to be silly. Sometimes you just need to march to the beat of your own drummer. Sometimes you need to get out of the same box as everyone else. Free your mind. Free your inner child. It isn't all seriousness, so laugh a little.
It's important to be spontaneous sometimes! (And- dare I say it?) Sometimes it is okay to play with your food!
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
I'm Pregnant!!!
I'm pregnant. Are there any doctors in the house?
Its been awhile since I've been expecting- I think I might have forgotten what its like...
In fact, I'm sure I have. Otherwise, I would have recognized the signs long before now.
I'm pregnant. Past the point of "Oh God, what am I gonna do?"
Coming to the place of "Oh God, how am I gonna do this?"
Nearing the time of "I HAVE TO PUSH!!!"
I'm pregnant. And I haven't seen a doctor, midwife or nurse. And I can't find my way to the birthing room.
I'm pregnant. Past the time when the devil's playground is in my mind- thinkin those idle thoughts of abort or adopt-
I'm in the place where this life inside is MINE.
I'm pregnant. Are there any doctors in the house?
Admittedly, tonight, I cheated. The above is something I wrote a few years ago, but I think it is just as important and relevant today as it was back then.
When I was 17, I got pregnant (literally) and while no one held a gun to my head and said. "You are going to have an abortion"- there was definitely pressure (from everyone and everywhere, including my own thoughts) to abort my unborn child. I succumbed to the pressure and on July 17, 1997, I killed the gift.
Yes. I remember the day. I have nightmares about what could have been. I wonder about the person I would be today, had I allowed the gift to live...
Maybe you aren't pregnant in the literal since of bringing forth a babe, but everyone is pregnant with a gift. And everyone has an appointed time to deliver the gift.
I look back now and think of all the people I should not have told I was pregnant. They didn't speak life into me. They only spoke of failure, death and decay... And I let them. I allowed them to speak into me. I allowed them to influence me, when it came to my gift.
Life is the same way... You have to be careful who knows about your pregnancy; who is speaking over what you carry and who influences your gift.
If you allow your gift to be destroyed and torn down before it is even birthed- you will have REGRETS. You will always question if you could have succeeded. It will HAUNT you. And yes- other gifts will come along- some you will happen upon and others you will labor and toil with for many hours- BUT these new gifts will NEVER replace the ONE you aborted. Take care of the gift. Nurture the gift. Birth your gift no matter how long the labor, how deep the pains or how many people try to make you abort. Your gift is valuable. Your gift is important.
And remember- gifts aren't meant to be sat on a shelf somewhere to collect dust and not be seen and rarely enjoyed. Gifts are meant to be shared among friends, handled and admired, used and sometimes gently abused.
So- if you find that you are pregnant (and inevitably you will find that you are) get yourself to the birthing center! Find the doctor! Look for some nurses! Employ a midwife- and get to pushin!
Its been awhile since I've been expecting- I think I might have forgotten what its like...
In fact, I'm sure I have. Otherwise, I would have recognized the signs long before now.
I'm pregnant. Past the point of "Oh God, what am I gonna do?"
Coming to the place of "Oh God, how am I gonna do this?"
Nearing the time of "I HAVE TO PUSH!!!"
I'm pregnant. And I haven't seen a doctor, midwife or nurse. And I can't find my way to the birthing room.
I'm pregnant. Past the time when the devil's playground is in my mind- thinkin those idle thoughts of abort or adopt-
I'm in the place where this life inside is MINE.
I'm pregnant. Are there any doctors in the house?
Admittedly, tonight, I cheated. The above is something I wrote a few years ago, but I think it is just as important and relevant today as it was back then.
When I was 17, I got pregnant (literally) and while no one held a gun to my head and said. "You are going to have an abortion"- there was definitely pressure (from everyone and everywhere, including my own thoughts) to abort my unborn child. I succumbed to the pressure and on July 17, 1997, I killed the gift.
Yes. I remember the day. I have nightmares about what could have been. I wonder about the person I would be today, had I allowed the gift to live...
Maybe you aren't pregnant in the literal since of bringing forth a babe, but everyone is pregnant with a gift. And everyone has an appointed time to deliver the gift.
I look back now and think of all the people I should not have told I was pregnant. They didn't speak life into me. They only spoke of failure, death and decay... And I let them. I allowed them to speak into me. I allowed them to influence me, when it came to my gift.
Life is the same way... You have to be careful who knows about your pregnancy; who is speaking over what you carry and who influences your gift.
If you allow your gift to be destroyed and torn down before it is even birthed- you will have REGRETS. You will always question if you could have succeeded. It will HAUNT you. And yes- other gifts will come along- some you will happen upon and others you will labor and toil with for many hours- BUT these new gifts will NEVER replace the ONE you aborted. Take care of the gift. Nurture the gift. Birth your gift no matter how long the labor, how deep the pains or how many people try to make you abort. Your gift is valuable. Your gift is important.
And remember- gifts aren't meant to be sat on a shelf somewhere to collect dust and not be seen and rarely enjoyed. Gifts are meant to be shared among friends, handled and admired, used and sometimes gently abused.
So- if you find that you are pregnant (and inevitably you will find that you are) get yourself to the birthing center! Find the doctor! Look for some nurses! Employ a midwife- and get to pushin!
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
At Least You Don't Smell Like Fish...
This morning I had a revelation... It all started when I grounded Kaira (for those of you who don't know, that's the youngest one of my crazy bunch). You see, I had been telling her since Saturday to clean her room. Even though today is only Tuesday, it has been a super busy week for me already and because of this, I wasn't on top of things at home like I like to be, but hey- I trust my crazy gang to buckle down and get the job done. And usually, they do. Until they don't. Anyway, its Tuesday morning and I crack at the sight of this little girl's room. I smiled at her and in my merriest Mary Poppins voice, I told her she was grounded. The attitude that ensued was treacherous. You would have thunk I did something extremely inconceivably wrong by grounding her. So, I commented on a social media outlet, that little miss thang didn't seem to understand the beating that was about to commence. And that's when revelation hit me- kind of like when you're going 600 mph and a brick wall suddenly jumps in front of you. Yeah- painful, I know.
I started thinking (dangerous in and of itself, but that's a topic for another day...) about all of the times God tells me to do something and I lay around and blatantly don't do it. I began to wonder how many times God actually has to tell me to do something before I do it or if God has to use the parental voice (I actually imagined God yelling at me in Spanish- as this is the only parental voice the people who imagine they are grown, but really have no clue what grown is all about and may not live to actually see grown, will listen to. Pretty funny if you are a predominantly English speaking person and generally feel that God converses with me in English). Finally, I wondered if God ever got tired of telling me to do things and if the messes I tend to find myself in aren't really messes at all, but rather the commencement of a beating from God. After that, all I could do was smile and thank God that I didn't smell like the inside of a fish for the rest of my life.
So, I'm really gonna be mindful of hearing the voice of God from now on and I am going to work on not invoking a beating of mass destruction into my life. I really am. And the next time I hear you talk about how everything is not right in your life and everything is going wrong and nothing is going right, I might slip you a note with a stupid emoticon on it, that says something like, "listen to God." But more than likely, I will say loudly for everyone to hear, "at least you don't smell like fish!" And everyone will know what I am talking about, because EVERYONE who is in the know, KNOWS...
...and needless to say, Kaira didn't get any type of beating... I'm sure there will be plenty of other times for that...
I started thinking (dangerous in and of itself, but that's a topic for another day...) about all of the times God tells me to do something and I lay around and blatantly don't do it. I began to wonder how many times God actually has to tell me to do something before I do it or if God has to use the parental voice (I actually imagined God yelling at me in Spanish- as this is the only parental voice the people who imagine they are grown, but really have no clue what grown is all about and may not live to actually see grown, will listen to. Pretty funny if you are a predominantly English speaking person and generally feel that God converses with me in English). Finally, I wondered if God ever got tired of telling me to do things and if the messes I tend to find myself in aren't really messes at all, but rather the commencement of a beating from God. After that, all I could do was smile and thank God that I didn't smell like the inside of a fish for the rest of my life.
So, I'm really gonna be mindful of hearing the voice of God from now on and I am going to work on not invoking a beating of mass destruction into my life. I really am. And the next time I hear you talk about how everything is not right in your life and everything is going wrong and nothing is going right, I might slip you a note with a stupid emoticon on it, that says something like, "listen to God." But more than likely, I will say loudly for everyone to hear, "at least you don't smell like fish!" And everyone will know what I am talking about, because EVERYONE who is in the know, KNOWS...
Monday, September 16, 2013
Don't Be Afraid to Throw Your Balls Up In The Air!
I have a confession. Are you ready for this? I am sometimes awed by jugglers throwing balls round and round in the air. Bloody fascinated. I swear. I know I am not the only one, either.
So, what is about those jugglers that makes them so special? Were they born with the amazing talent of being able to throw bunches of thing in the air without ever dropping them? (Duh. No one is born with that kind of talent. Unless you are a carpenter named Jesus, then maybe, everyone else not so much) Is there a juggling fairy somewhere kind of like the infamous leprechaun spreading the juggling know how? (Once again, I must use the less than original phrase- duh. Tinker Bell only exists on TV and inside the wonderful World of Disney.) Maybe it is a genetic thing. You know- either you're born with it or you're not. (Get real. People hype genetical gifts up to way more than what they are worth.)
Life is much like the a fore mentioned juggler... It takes work. It takes practice. It takes laughter and smiles. It takes bravery. It takes not being afraid to throw your balls in the air.
So, tonight, I challenge you to throw those balls in the air! After all, if you aren't holding them, you are able to do more, right? And, just think- you only need to touch them every so often to keep them spinning in bliss.
Call me crazy, but I think we could learn a lot just from letting go of all our balls and start them spinning in the air! ;)
So, what is about those jugglers that makes them so special? Were they born with the amazing talent of being able to throw bunches of thing in the air without ever dropping them? (Duh. No one is born with that kind of talent. Unless you are a carpenter named Jesus, then maybe, everyone else not so much) Is there a juggling fairy somewhere kind of like the infamous leprechaun spreading the juggling know how? (Once again, I must use the less than original phrase- duh. Tinker Bell only exists on TV and inside the wonderful World of Disney.) Maybe it is a genetic thing. You know- either you're born with it or you're not. (Get real. People hype genetical gifts up to way more than what they are worth.)
Life is much like the a fore mentioned juggler... It takes work. It takes practice. It takes laughter and smiles. It takes bravery. It takes not being afraid to throw your balls in the air.
So, tonight, I challenge you to throw those balls in the air! After all, if you aren't holding them, you are able to do more, right? And, just think- you only need to touch them every so often to keep them spinning in bliss.
Call me crazy, but I think we could learn a lot just from letting go of all our balls and start them spinning in the air! ;)
Saturday, September 14, 2013
I HATE TRAFFIC
If you live on the East Coast between New York and Washington, DC or possibly Miami or on the West Coast (in the LA area, I'm told)- you understand what I mean when I say I HATE TRAFFIC.
Traffic is the most annoying thing ever known to man, I promise.
And if you really think about it, most traffic jams happen because a) some idiots way beyond where you can see decide to ride side by side at the same speed, so that no one is able to pass b) there has been an accident somewhere and everyone NOT involved in said accident is breaking their neck (and most times nearly causing another accident) to verify that their mom, dad, child, girlfriend/boyfriend, cousin, best friend, enemy, dog washer, realtor, pastor, neighbor, teacher or what have you, has not been involved in previously mentioned accident c) they are doing road work and some portion of the roadway is closed and more than one moronic idiot failed to notice, read or adhere to the signs posted stating the closure and now those of us who were mindful of the signs are forced to accommodate you non-readers at the point where said lane CLOSES and d) some poor fella has broken down on the side of the road and everyone tries to move to another lane to avoid hitting the person sitting in the car with the blinky lights- which causes a mass slamming on of the brakes from all the cars behind (however, this type of traffic generally moves pretty quickly and barely qualifies as being traffic, but hey-.)
If you haven't noticed- I HATE TRAFFIC. Its not that I don't have patience. I am perfectly satisfied with the level of patience I have been blessed with. Its that I have so many things I could be doing OTHER than sitting in traffic. If you ask me, to much time is wasted on minutes sitting in traffic.
At any rate, I found myself sitting in the despised mess earlier today. And I got to thinking about why I was sitting in traffic, I started musing on the reasons listed above and I had several AHA moments (oh and Oprah, I have no money, so kindly do not expect any royalty payments from this chic)...
#1- Are there any persons in my life that are refusing to let me pass, thereby 'keeping me in my place'? Feel free to make it personal, here... The sad answer: "yes". The obvious question: "why the hell am I allowing someone to STOP the progress of MY LIFE?" That in and of itself is CRAZY!!! Okay, admittedly, I am kind-a out there and I got a lot of crazy in me, but this absolutely ridiculous. Even for me.
#2- How many people in my life are only there to observe the carnage? Seriously. I just developed another reason why I hate traffic- it gives me time to think about this stuff and then just when my brain has processed the load, it starts moving again and I am left without the time to figure out how I am going to absolve myself of the waste. But, I digress. We are focusing on #2... I have had a lot of destruction (or what I thought of as destruction), failures, tragedies and so on. I can't help but wonder how many people have practically broken their necks trying to watch my demise, live and in person... And I am not the only one who has this kind of crazy going on in my life, either, so get off your high and mighty right this second and acknowledge your crazy! What is wrong with us that we allow these kind of people in our lives??? Ugh. Need I say again, I hate traffic.
#3- Be ware of those people trying to jump in just before the door closes. They are the same people who never studied for a test and expected you to provide the answers when the teacher wasn't looking. They want you to do all of the work while they reap the benefits. Ha!
#4- Blinky lights are a good thing! Someone will see them and come to your rescue. You may have to sit and wait it out for a bit, but help is on the way. Don't be afraid to use your blinky things... You know, ask for help, call a hotline, go to AA...
Like I said, I now have another reason for hating traffic and that is the fact that now I have to deal with all this toxicity that sitting there allowed me to realize... But actually, its not that bad. it is time to do some serious house cleaning- and no I don't mean chasing under-the-bed dust bunnies with the broom, either. I mean, it is really time to examine life and see what's what and who's who. It doesn't matter how old you are or how young.
It is important to know these kinds of traffic jams exist. Sometimes, they can be avoided if you have advance notice of them happening. Consider me your friendly neighborhood eye in the sky traffic reporter. So, now you have the information. Its up to you to decide the route you will take to get to your destination.
Traffic is the most annoying thing ever known to man, I promise.
And if you really think about it, most traffic jams happen because a) some idiots way beyond where you can see decide to ride side by side at the same speed, so that no one is able to pass b) there has been an accident somewhere and everyone NOT involved in said accident is breaking their neck (and most times nearly causing another accident) to verify that their mom, dad, child, girlfriend/boyfriend, cousin, best friend, enemy, dog washer, realtor, pastor, neighbor, teacher or what have you, has not been involved in previously mentioned accident c) they are doing road work and some portion of the roadway is closed and more than one moronic idiot failed to notice, read or adhere to the signs posted stating the closure and now those of us who were mindful of the signs are forced to accommodate you non-readers at the point where said lane CLOSES and d) some poor fella has broken down on the side of the road and everyone tries to move to another lane to avoid hitting the person sitting in the car with the blinky lights- which causes a mass slamming on of the brakes from all the cars behind (however, this type of traffic generally moves pretty quickly and barely qualifies as being traffic, but hey-.)
If you haven't noticed- I HATE TRAFFIC. Its not that I don't have patience. I am perfectly satisfied with the level of patience I have been blessed with. Its that I have so many things I could be doing OTHER than sitting in traffic. If you ask me, to much time is wasted on minutes sitting in traffic.
At any rate, I found myself sitting in the despised mess earlier today. And I got to thinking about why I was sitting in traffic, I started musing on the reasons listed above and I had several AHA moments (oh and Oprah, I have no money, so kindly do not expect any royalty payments from this chic)...
#1- Are there any persons in my life that are refusing to let me pass, thereby 'keeping me in my place'? Feel free to make it personal, here... The sad answer: "yes". The obvious question: "why the hell am I allowing someone to STOP the progress of MY LIFE?" That in and of itself is CRAZY!!! Okay, admittedly, I am kind-a out there and I got a lot of crazy in me, but this absolutely ridiculous. Even for me.
#2- How many people in my life are only there to observe the carnage? Seriously. I just developed another reason why I hate traffic- it gives me time to think about this stuff and then just when my brain has processed the load, it starts moving again and I am left without the time to figure out how I am going to absolve myself of the waste. But, I digress. We are focusing on #2... I have had a lot of destruction (or what I thought of as destruction), failures, tragedies and so on. I can't help but wonder how many people have practically broken their necks trying to watch my demise, live and in person... And I am not the only one who has this kind of crazy going on in my life, either, so get off your high and mighty right this second and acknowledge your crazy! What is wrong with us that we allow these kind of people in our lives??? Ugh. Need I say again, I hate traffic.
#3- Be ware of those people trying to jump in just before the door closes. They are the same people who never studied for a test and expected you to provide the answers when the teacher wasn't looking. They want you to do all of the work while they reap the benefits. Ha!
#4- Blinky lights are a good thing! Someone will see them and come to your rescue. You may have to sit and wait it out for a bit, but help is on the way. Don't be afraid to use your blinky things... You know, ask for help, call a hotline, go to AA...
Like I said, I now have another reason for hating traffic and that is the fact that now I have to deal with all this toxicity that sitting there allowed me to realize... But actually, its not that bad. it is time to do some serious house cleaning- and no I don't mean chasing under-the-bed dust bunnies with the broom, either. I mean, it is really time to examine life and see what's what and who's who. It doesn't matter how old you are or how young.
It is important to know these kinds of traffic jams exist. Sometimes, they can be avoided if you have advance notice of them happening. Consider me your friendly neighborhood eye in the sky traffic reporter. So, now you have the information. Its up to you to decide the route you will take to get to your destination.
Friday, September 13, 2013
The Ugly Truth Of It All
If you come to my house- you will be welcomed and offered whatever food or beverage item is on hand at the time, my children will chat you up, the dogs will want to play, the toilet seat will more than likely be up, the TV will be blaring to no one in particular, Kaira's dolls will be scattered throughout the dining room and I am pretty sure there will be clothes needing to be washed or folded or put away.
If you ask me to do something for you- I will be more than happy to do it I just might do it with the kids in tow or I might not get around to it until after I have played flash light tag, read a gazillion bed time stories and cleaned the bath tub for the third time.
Need a ride? Sure I can get you there. I won't ever charge you gas money and I will get you there on time. You just might have to ride in a less than pristine car and sometimes there will be a towel covering the seat and when you attempt to move it, I will shout at you to leave it there! (Trust me, you really don't wanna know what is underneath of there...)
The point is, I'm not perfect. I am so far from it that I wouldn't know what it was if it was staring me straight in the face... But that doesn't stop me from enjoying life and interacting with the world around me... So now you know that I am extraordinarily unperfect. Don't ever come to me expecting perfection. You will be extremely disappointed. So, why even go through the stress of all that?
So for the record, I am not perfect. I hope I have made that abundantly clear. I really hope you weren't expecting perfection. It ain't gonna happen. I don't know how else to put it and that's the ugly truth of it all. The end.
P.S. I am completely at ease with not being perfect. Failure and I have become good friends. I'll introduce you sometime, if you want. I highly recommend you try not being perfect... It does wonders for your self esteem and all that jazz. Just take a deep breadth and shout it out "I AM NOT PERFECT"- there? Doesn't that feel better? I knew it would. Have a great night and enjoy your imperfectness! Tootles!
If you ask me to do something for you- I will be more than happy to do it I just might do it with the kids in tow or I might not get around to it until after I have played flash light tag, read a gazillion bed time stories and cleaned the bath tub for the third time.
Need a ride? Sure I can get you there. I won't ever charge you gas money and I will get you there on time. You just might have to ride in a less than pristine car and sometimes there will be a towel covering the seat and when you attempt to move it, I will shout at you to leave it there! (Trust me, you really don't wanna know what is underneath of there...)
The point is, I'm not perfect. I am so far from it that I wouldn't know what it was if it was staring me straight in the face... But that doesn't stop me from enjoying life and interacting with the world around me... So now you know that I am extraordinarily unperfect. Don't ever come to me expecting perfection. You will be extremely disappointed. So, why even go through the stress of all that?
So for the record, I am not perfect. I hope I have made that abundantly clear. I really hope you weren't expecting perfection. It ain't gonna happen. I don't know how else to put it and that's the ugly truth of it all. The end.
P.S. I am completely at ease with not being perfect. Failure and I have become good friends. I'll introduce you sometime, if you want. I highly recommend you try not being perfect... It does wonders for your self esteem and all that jazz. Just take a deep breadth and shout it out "I AM NOT PERFECT"- there? Doesn't that feel better? I knew it would. Have a great night and enjoy your imperfectness! Tootles!
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Conversations I have had with Valerie. Or should have had.
Me: Mom, I need you to call this place about a refund.
Valerie: What? What place?
Me: I think its called Georgetown something...
Valerie: Why do I need to call? You're a big girl. You call.
Me: I did call. They hung up on me. I'm thinking if you call, they'll listen to you, cause you're one of them.
Valerie: What are you talking about- I'm one of them?
Me: A nurse, Mom. You're a nurse. I figure you have a better chance of getting a refund than I did. They said I was a princess- I saw the pictures and the cards those people gave to you. And I have waited PATIENTLY for like 500 years and not a one of them has given me my crown yet. They lied. I want your money back.
Valerie: Goodbye Kimberly. I am busy and I do not have time for your silliness.
Me: But Mom!
Valerie: What???
Me: I love you.
Valerie: I love you too. Now what do you want?
Me: Nothing. I just wanted to say hi.
Valerie: Hi.
Me: I thought you said you were busy?
Valerie: I am and I have to go.
Me: Okay. Wait Kaira wants to talk to you. (As I proceed to call Kaira away from whatever game or thing she is doing, so she can converse with Valerie)
I do this ALL the time. I love calling my mom just to see how long I can keep her on the phone with meaningless conversation.- She hasn't caught on yet. And I don't even have to worry about her reading this, because she won't know about it. Did you hear me world? Its OUR SECRET.
Seriously, there are times that I want to tell certain members of my family to go get a refund on me... I, being the oldest girl grandchild, daughter, ect,ect, was supposed to go to college and graduate and become a teacher and a lawyer and all of this other really cool stuff. But, I, being the original outcast, went to college, met friends and played cards. That lasted one year, before they kindly asked me to leave... (actually, I got pregnant and decided I was leaving, then I got shot and my mom decided I was leaving, but if all that hadn't happened, they would've asked me to leave) and now 15ish years later, I am still lacking that illustrious degree (even though I have a massive amount of credits), I am just coming into me as a woman and I am just beginning to think about the possibility of taking those LSATs, it seems as if I have missed the opportunity of success in these certain family member's eyes...
Even though I feel I am finally on that boat of successful womanhood, its weird that my family members think I missed it and I am a 'lost cause'. I don't know whether to shake my fists angrily at them or stick my tongue out making the raspberry sound with my hands on either side of my face with fingers wiggling...
I have finally realized that I am the only one who can determine whether my life or any point in my life is a success and the merits that determine what success for me is. Hallelujah. I challenge you to go out and be successful in the best way you know how to be.
Valerie: What? What place?
Me: I think its called Georgetown something...
Valerie: Why do I need to call? You're a big girl. You call.
Me: I did call. They hung up on me. I'm thinking if you call, they'll listen to you, cause you're one of them.
Valerie: What are you talking about- I'm one of them?
Me: A nurse, Mom. You're a nurse. I figure you have a better chance of getting a refund than I did. They said I was a princess- I saw the pictures and the cards those people gave to you. And I have waited PATIENTLY for like 500 years and not a one of them has given me my crown yet. They lied. I want your money back.
Valerie: Goodbye Kimberly. I am busy and I do not have time for your silliness.
Me: But Mom!
Valerie: What???
Me: I love you.
Valerie: I love you too. Now what do you want?
Me: Nothing. I just wanted to say hi.
Valerie: Hi.
Me: I thought you said you were busy?
Valerie: I am and I have to go.
Me: Okay. Wait Kaira wants to talk to you. (As I proceed to call Kaira away from whatever game or thing she is doing, so she can converse with Valerie)
I do this ALL the time. I love calling my mom just to see how long I can keep her on the phone with meaningless conversation.- She hasn't caught on yet. And I don't even have to worry about her reading this, because she won't know about it. Did you hear me world? Its OUR SECRET.
Seriously, there are times that I want to tell certain members of my family to go get a refund on me... I, being the oldest girl grandchild, daughter, ect,ect, was supposed to go to college and graduate and become a teacher and a lawyer and all of this other really cool stuff. But, I, being the original outcast, went to college, met friends and played cards. That lasted one year, before they kindly asked me to leave... (actually, I got pregnant and decided I was leaving, then I got shot and my mom decided I was leaving, but if all that hadn't happened, they would've asked me to leave) and now 15ish years later, I am still lacking that illustrious degree (even though I have a massive amount of credits), I am just coming into me as a woman and I am just beginning to think about the possibility of taking those LSATs, it seems as if I have missed the opportunity of success in these certain family member's eyes...
Even though I feel I am finally on that boat of successful womanhood, its weird that my family members think I missed it and I am a 'lost cause'. I don't know whether to shake my fists angrily at them or stick my tongue out making the raspberry sound with my hands on either side of my face with fingers wiggling...
I have finally realized that I am the only one who can determine whether my life or any point in my life is a success and the merits that determine what success for me is. Hallelujah. I challenge you to go out and be successful in the best way you know how to be.
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Oh look! Something shiny! I totally forgot where I was going with that. Oh well. My point is this: I am here to have fun and to secretly divorce my addiction to Facebook. I invite you to have fun with me. May we laugh, cry and drink together (but only ginngerale, cause that's about all I can handle).
So, y'all come back now, ya' hear?
Oh look! Something shiny! I totally forgot where I was going with that. Oh well. My point is this: I am here to have fun and to secretly divorce my addiction to Facebook. I invite you to have fun with me. May we laugh, cry and drink together (but only ginngerale, cause that's about all I can handle).
So, y'all come back now, ya' hear?
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