Thursday, December 29, 2005
Ended up spending all.day.long yesterday at a funeral. Hubby and I had to videotape the service for the family. We got there at 10 cause that's when we were told it would start. Didn't find out til 11:15(!) that it wasn't starting til noon. So, I could have slept in. I could have eaten breakfast. And to top it off, it didn't end til 3:00 pm. By the time we got home we were ready for a nap. That was it. My day was shot. I didn't wake up til 7 something. Anyway, today was better. Went to the mall not looking for anything in particular. Heard from B da B. He's getting used to the idea of not having to show up for work anymore. (Of course, the only down side is not being able to spend 6 hrs a day with me.)
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Monday, December 26, 2005
In the evening we drove to Hollywood (FL, of course) for dinner. We got there right at the tail end. (Ben, don't say anything. We didn't know about the dinner in advance.) At least there was still some ackee & saltfish, jerk chicken, and curry goat left. After I ate an eleventh-grader taught me how to play chess. (Yes! I finally learned!)
We were back home by 8 pm. The two neighbors to the east of us decided to get together to cook and have people over and they invited us. My immediate neighbor, J, is a professional chef. The next neighbor over, D, is a lawyer. So, the chef was grilling and the lawyer hired a DJ. That's when I realized it wasn't just going to be a cul-de-sac party. Sid was out there hanging like a champ with the big boys. Hubby and I spent most of the time shooting the breeze with our immediate neighbor's fiance in her garage. The weather was cool, the company was nice. Cars started to show up. By midnight, Sid was ready for sleep but he fought us to the end. He didn't want to leave. Hubby wasn't looking too good either. We walked home and sent them both to bed. I went back to the party. I love to watch people so that's exactly what I did. The only problem with a big open space (backyard) and not enough people, is that the people just hang around the outskirts of the area. I found it quite amusing as I looked around. Every once in a while, from behind the piece of fence left standing after the hurricane, I saw an arm shoot into the air with a lighter. Behind me, in a dark corner were a few guys doing some sort of dancing. In the house some people were talking. There was only one guy who was really there to dance. As my conversation partners drank you can imagine we didn't have much to talk about anymore. I thought to myself, "What am I doing here?" and I laughed to myself. As I told everyone goodnight one girl said I was a partypooper. My intention was to go home, open a window and dance with my husband, so as I left I told her, "My party ain't over."
Sunday, December 25, 2005
I can't wait for Monday when Ben brings his kids over. I'll have my camera ready to capture as many moments as I can. I won't cry. We're not being separated by death but merely distance. I can drive to Jax and make myself at home anytime. Plus, I KNOW they'll be getting a webcam.
Friday, December 23, 2005
Anyway, enjoy the season in every way you can. I'll be stuffing my face starting tomorrow!
PS Sunny, if you're out there cooking, I sure I'm not too far from you! :) SP, you know the same goes for you. Stunner, I'm sorry you have to work. Take some conoslation in the fact that at least you're in JA where the real food is.
PS2 Happy Belated Birthday, Princess!
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
I practiced my own version of catharsis as Pro suggested - I left my sister alone for a while. Needless to say, she called me today with some more drama. I do declare that she should be the one with the blog. I felt sorry for her when she told me about she has to pay a lawyer to plead her case in court against an ex of hers. Long story short: she was a sucker for a mack who did what he does best which is use women to take care of his business. He refuses to pay her back for the credit she took out to cover $1800 of dental expenses. If this was the first instance of lack of good judgment then I could wink at her naivete, but it isn't. I hope she's learned this time.
I'm taking next week off plus we get this thursday and friday off. I'm so glad it's Wed night! I don't have to think about work til Jan! Yay!
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
- a blow up sheep for a Canadian contractor
- one busty co-worker got a too small shirt that read "Got Milk?"
- last year I was complaining about the company not recognizing my 5 year anniversary so the "CEO" of the company gave me a gold-plated leather band Disney watch
- Ben gave his kids unusual names at birth so one year he got some Phonics cards to help them learn how to pronounce them
- whip cream in various flavors
- a leapord print thong
Sunday, December 18, 2005
I could write a tribute to black men based on you, your love for your family, your faith, your courage. Your son has a great role-model in you. Your daughter will see in you how she deserves to be treated.
- Remember that time I got on your nerves?
- Remember the many times you got on mine?
- Remember the funny meat at the Black Orchid?
- Remember DS before he had kids?
- Remember Eduardo de San Angel and Cafe Martorano's?
- Remember when people couldn't understand why we always had lunch together?
- Remember when K called and asked you for your pediatrician?
- Remember the pep talks and the cooling down walks.
I'm happy and excited for you, you know that. At the same time how can anyone understand? I feel like I'm losing my best friend.
I can't smush our friendship into one post, or even two, but I can put my feelings into three words: I love you.
Friday, December 16, 2005
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
I worry about her. I worry about when she's going to grow up. She's ambitious and beautiful but sometimes she ain't got no sense. I hate airing laundry which is why I've been purposely vague, but this latest drama has bothered me to no end. I don't expect her to be like me. Of course not. I do expect people to figure out that 1+1=2 when they're taught how to add. Some people pay attention in class while others don't want to be in class, and others still are in class but are mentally out to lunch. Why can't we all just pay attention?
I'll try to make my next post less depressing than the last couple have been.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Yeah, you know I was at the dentist this evening. It wasn't pretty but she numbed me up pretty good, so good in fact that my nose was tingling. She said the cavity was pretty deep. Unfortunately this cavity re-fill is only delaying the inevitable, dreaded ROOT CANAL. Mmm, great. What could be more fun and painless than that? Did I mention that I hate going to the dentist?
MYA: Dont be fooled by this innocent-looking
girly, cause inside, there's a tough woman who
knows what she wants. You are a sweet girl who
is down for her friends and will also stand up
for them when needed. Your unique sense of
style shows how much you value your
individuality, only comin' out with clothes
that make you, not define you. Who can't resist
a spicy, yet sweet chica like you? Girl, you've
definitely got it goin on.
Which female R&B artist are you?
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Monday, December 05, 2005
It would have been interesting to actually sit in a courtroom.
Friday, December 02, 2005
They will be accepting manuscript submissions until Dec 16. One of the submissions will be selected for publication (based on votes and "jury" selection from the top-ranked submissions).
Of course, you can always self-publish at a site like lulu.com.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
* Shelly needs a vacation too!
* Shelly NEEDS to find you
* Shelly needs to hear it and get her washboard goin
* Shelly needs name help too
* Shelly needs a date for her upcoming session
* Shelly needs you
* Shelly needs an avatar
* Shelly needs to get a job
* Shelly needs to try to be interested in someone her own age
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
I've been called to jury duty. I have to show up at the courthouse next Monday morning. I'm not sure if I'm looking forward to it or not. Kind of exciting. I don't want to be assigned to a trial that lasts more a few days though.
I read a blog (can't remember which one) where the author talked about uncluttering her life by first uncluttering her surroundings. That's exactly what I need to do!
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Monday, November 21, 2005
Sunday, November 20, 2005
1. A jump rope (the most feasible!)
2. A total gym (or something like it)
3. An elliptical machine
Things I NEEDED:
1. A long red dress! My baby bought it for me and had it shipped to my job. Can you believe that?! People were trying to get me to try it on, but I'm not wearing the right shoes and you KNOW how that can make or break an outfit.
Am I not the social butterfly lately? Last week was the housewarming, this week was a marriage re-committment event. The people can't seem to get enough of me. LOL. BUT, I got to wear my new red dress. And you know I was the best dressed up in that place! :) I would post a pic but Hello isn't working for me at the moment.
I like what Neena said about love in one of my previous posts. I think she hit the nail on head!
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
(Don't get any ideas, I'm just throwing it out there.)
Monday, November 14, 2005
...was SP's birthday. She went out for Indian food and I really wanted to go, but that would have been too much activity in one day for this old woman. I did call her though and wish her a happy birthday.
...my husband was aggravated with me, but I made it up to him. :)
...I checked one of my friend's blogs and he moved it, but he won't tell me where! (He better email me!)
...was the day after the end of my church's evangelistic series. It was a blessing. The guest speaker was Pastor Keith Morris, and what a dynamic speaker he is! My husband has been diligently editing and rendering DVDs of the sermons. No more reports on that guy who was giving me the eye. Thanks to everyone who gave me much needed feedback on that situation. You gave me a lot to think about.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Monday, November 07, 2005
I plan to continue on with my tact of acting as if I'm missing his cues. Hopefully he'll give up whatever it is he's trying to do.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Sunday, October 30, 2005
You see I have issues! LOL
I'm still hanging out in Georgia. I almost don't want to go home. NOT because I love it here but because I'm not looking forward to going back to a musty house where the fridge had to be left open, the floor needs to be cleaned, and gas is in short supply but I'm still expected to go to work!
Friday, October 28, 2005
- I'm shy but I like to be the "talk of the town" in a good way.
- I have a mixed heritage (doesn't everyone). My father's side of the family is from Grenada. My mother's family is from Jamaica but that includes her Indian grandparents (from India) on her mother's side, and her Irish and English grandparents on her father's side.
- I like decisive and confident men because I'm not.
- I would love to move back to a place with seasons but I would so miss the sunny days of South Florida.
- I have one child and would love more; I just can't seem to make it happen.
- Once upon a time I wanted to be a judge but I didn't want to have to be a lawyer first.
- I used to have a high metabolism - it takes more work now than it used to for me stay trim (read: I'm getting flabby).
- I'm a girl who doesn't have many girlfriends - no patience.
- In many ways, I'm the opposite of my mother. In other ways we're the same. (Profound, huh?)
- I would love to be a social butterfly but I don't have the patience to get to know people.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
The storm, I thought, was pretty bad. I heard of cars being turned over, we saw school portables and airplanes overturned. Concrete poles holding up power lines were broken from being pulled down by other poles; huge trees toppled over blocking streets; street signals swinging at dashboard height. Fortunately I had water, but of course no power. We were lucky to have a grill with gas as did our immediate neighbors.
I slept through most of the storm but I heard it battering the window - esp. the second half of the storm after the eye passed.
By Tuesday we decided we may as well leave South Florida and head on up to Jacksonville for a day since there was nothing else to do. My mother invited her neighbor so we ended up having to drive two vehicles. 60 miles later my car ran out of gas on the highway. Our efforts to find gas along the way were fruitless obviously. We did find one place but we got turned away because the 7 o'clock curfew was only a half hour away. The local hotels were full. K and K Jr were stuck on the highway and my mother's truck had less than half a tank left. My mother's neighbor didn't want to end up in Jax for two days so we figured the best thing to do was head back home, which we did. We left my baby (the TL) on the side of the road and went home. Dinner was rice cooked on the grill along with various other things we found around, and some soup. Wed morning we found that my father-in-law had some gas in a gas can. He drove with us the 60 miles north, refilled the truck, filled the gas can for the TL, and drove it the 60 miles back! And here we are in Albany, GA, at my sister's place. *whew* Of course, yet again, we didn't make it to Jax.
I suppose we'll head home on Sunday. Maybe we'll stop in Jax on the way back.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
What's da Buzz? - This girl, Lily, is on top of the entertainment scene
No Longer Confused - I've been reading her for a while but I figured I was being selfish keeping her to myself
JDid - a buy from my hometown of Toronto!
Stunner - writing from yawd (Jamaica)
Ben the Bald - a thirty-something yr-old friend of mine I've known since college
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
At first glance most would find me "cold, emotionless, and intelligent" as I’ve been told. Those who know me think I have an answer for everything; that I’m argumentative. “Is there anything good about you, ShellyP?” I respond with a resounding “Yes!” My friends would also say that I’m sincere and caring, intelligent and articulate (what?).
As for myself, I agree that to the casual observer I appear uncaring. That’s because I really don’t care. I don’t care if people don’t agree with me, or if they don’t like what I’m wearing, what religion I am, or any of that. Intelligent and articulate? Ok, I certainly don’t feel that way most times. I’m shy (which is strange considering how much I claim to not care) and don’t like speaking in public. I do it if I have to but my body goes through a lot of stress beforehand. I feel like I struggle to find the words to say. Caring and sincere I agree with. Argumentative? Me? Yes, I’ll admit that I love a good fight, but you best come prepared cause according to benthebald if we’re arguing about apples I’ll throw some oranges in there. One of my main problems is that I have hard time choosing one thing. I remember back in high school during lunch nyabg and I would go by the corner store to buy some chocolate and it would take me, like, ten minutes standing in front of the display trying to decide what I felt like having. I still do that but I’m getting better. Things don’t tend to bother me too much unless I expect you to know better in which case I’ll wink at your ignorance. The fact that I can hide most of my emotions goes hand in hand with my seeming coldness I assume. You never know how close I am to breaking because I won’t give you that upper hand. And if I you think you see a chink in my armor, it’s probably because I’m letting you see it for a reason.
I used to be a ‘yes’ person (Ms. Giget, can you relate?). It was very difficult for me to say ‘no’ to most requests. Being married helped me to change that. My husband helps me to keep my priorities straight. Now, for the most part, I don’t have a problem saying ‘no’. As a matter of fact, I’ve gotten pretty good at it.
My self esteem is ok. It could be better but it has improved over the past few years as I’ve come into my own and realized my independence. I’ve been blessed with a great support system.
What makes you feel sexy? The Princess mentioned jeans and a baby tee (#92). I’ve heard others talk about lacy undergarments. Some may say it’s wearing makeup or perfume or a particular hairstyle. What about a bubble bath? Silk sheets? How about you?
Monday, October 17, 2005
A while back I introduced you to Steve. I don't know why I thought about him today, but I did. I said I would have loved him, but I believe I always have. That's not to say I would forego life as I know it to be with him, but it's the kind of love you have for someone who is close to your heart - not necessarily an erotic love. The last time I saw him I was in Toronto for a short period of time visiting my sick grandmother. I managed to track him down and he came by to see me. I bought grapes and strawberries for us to snack on. We sat in my grandmother's living room and talked and ate. He was pleasantly surprised that I prepared anything at all. Then he had to leave. We walked and talked and talked some more. What a sight we were standing on the sidewalk across the street from the subway station - me in my "I'm too cute Shirley Temple curls and semi-sophisticated outfit" and him in his rude boy gear - we looked like opposites. I didn't care. Just before he left we kissed for the first and last time, but dang it if I didn't wish we could stand there kissing forever!
I found these on Manolo's Shoe Blog - they are so amazing! I have a problem with my calves being too skinny to fit into ANY boots I find. I did a search a couple of years ago and finally found the perfect leather boots made to fit, but dang it if I didn't lose the website!
Love Suggestion: Go home and play in your loved one's hair today for at least 10 minutes. (You nasty people - I meant the hair on the top of his or her head!)
Sunday, October 16, 2005
I was talking to a friend on Friday and the question came up: Why do men feel the need to impregnate women? I mean, even men that have their own women - a guy will have a female friend and the thought of her having his baby will be a fleeting thought in his mind. Why is that??
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
I have no words for this. You can't have your cake and eat it too. If you think you're grown enough to move out and live by your own rules, then go ahead, but think you can force me to support you. Shoot. I'd have to put all my money in some offshort account or something!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Sunday, October 09, 2005
You've seen the front. Here's the back.
 unconscious drivers (those unaware of their surroundings and are inconsiderate)
 how anyone could hurt a child
THREE THINGS ON MY DESK (at work):
 a wedding picture of me and my husband
 a picture of my friend/co-worker's son
 my daily work journal
THREE THINGS I’M DOING RIGHT NOW:
 trying to answer these questions
 watching Sid eat dinner
 mentally preparing myself for a 4-hr drive
THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE:
 be financially independent
 write a book
 travel the world
THREE THINGS I CAN DO:
 frustrate people
 figure things out
 make my husband laugh
THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY:
THREE THINGS I CAN’T DO:
 tell an outright lie
 not feel deeply when something really good or really bad happens
THREE THINGS I THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO:
 your conscience
 the people you know love you unconditionally (but still evaluate their advice)
THREE THINGS I DON’T THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO EVER:
 You can learn something from everything and everyone, but you shouldn't necessarily follow through with the advice.
THREE THINGS YOU SAY:
 really, now?
 Sidney, I love you.
THREE OF YOUR ABSOLUTE FAVORITE FOODS:
 my husband's tilapia dinner
 my husband's mom's soup
 Longhorn's chocolate stampede
THREE THINGS YOU’D LIKE TO LEARN:
 how to be more of a people-person
 doing voice overs
THREE BEVERAGES YOU DRINK REGULARLY:
THREE SHOWS YOU WATCHED WHEN YOU WERE A KID:
 Electric Company
 The list goes on, and on, and on....
THREE THINGS YOU WISH PEOPLE WOULD LEARN TO DO:
 be honest with themselves
 not judge others
 be more logical
As you can tell, I had a bit of trouble answering these questions.
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Monday, October 03, 2005
Sunday, October 02, 2005
This morning I attended part of a 24-hr prayer session at my church. It began Friday at 6 pm. The Sabbath School department was responsible for leading out from 6 am to 10 am Saturday morning. Trying to be responsible (since I had to ask all of my secretaries to also be there at various times during our segment) I got there just in time. It was only a few of us at first. There were some sincere prayers and testimonies and as others showed up they joined in. One particular lady came and changed my morning.
I never attend these sessions expecting anything. As a matter of fact, I've only been to one other event similar to this one - it was a sunset to midnight prayer session some years ago. I remember leaving the church with such a feeling of peace and harmony. I can't even begin to explain. The following Sabbath morning service was unlike any I had ever had before or since. But still, I went this morning expecting to fulfill my duty and go home and take a nap. We have regular prayer meetings every Wednesday night, but it's not the same. It feels too routine, too...forced.
As we stood there one lady came and poured out her heart about the burden she felt for her children. She was so sincere. Her three oldest children (of five), when they were home in Jamaica, were in the church. But in seeking a better life for her family she brought them all here and I feel she almost regrets it. Sometimes she doesn't know where they are for days at a time. I couldn't imagine her pain and guilt. As a visiting brother prayed for her children by name I couldn't have spoken even if I wanted to. All I could was think of Sidney, and all the other children, and all the broken-hearted parents.
Other prayers went up for various things like healing and thanks and forgiveness. This last one again made me realize how far short I fall from being the person I should be.
By 8:30 am I left to come home and get the rest of my family. I didn't really want to leave. The closeness and the fellowship and the open hearts were healing to the spirit. I wish we had more prayer sessions like this. Not necessarily 24 hours, and not necessarily set up for a specific time each week or month, but as the Holy Spirit prompts.
This one thing I can say for certain, I would rather live my life as a God-fearing Christian and die wrong, than to live my life to please myself not believing in God and be wrong.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
ShellP has been sighted at various locations around town including her job, out walking with her family, and at home cleaning out her garage of old college notes. All of this occurred only yesterday with not as much planned for today. Experts say that while these sightings would seem to imply a leisure life, ShellyP is far from relaxed. "ShellyP is quite busy. I'm surprised she found time to attend that two-year old's birthday party this past Sunday," once source close to ShellyP was quoted as saying. "I really wish I had more time to spend with my family," ShellyP said when recently questioned about her life. "I want to be able to set my own schedule and not have to check the budget just to go grocery shopping." Although these sentiments ring true for many people, ShellyP is working on plans to turn things around for herself and her family. The media has been following her life closely over the past few years and it's not expected that that will change anytime soon.
ShellyP's future plans have not yet been released.
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
It started out as a weekend trip to Albany, Georgia, to visit my sister. It ended up being a road trip - South Florida to Albany, Georgia, to Toronto, Canada, then back again in the same order. It was me, my husband, Sidney, and my mother. Sid, as usual, was the best travel partner. He slept, he ate, he kept himself and the rest of us amused. During the last leg of the trip he was through with the ride though. He was calling, "Mommy, mommy. Get me out."
Toronto was nice. The crime was shocking. Some record homicide numbers the past few months. Every weekend kids are killing kids. I hear that the neighborhood I used to live in, cabs won't even go there anymore. As a matter fact, the local newspaper is doing a 7-part story on the crime in that particular area.
Met up with tons of family. I even managed to surprise nyabg by attending her housewarming party. That was one of the incentives for my going on the trip in the first place.
Of course, no trip is complete without some sort of drama, of which we had our share. On the way to Albany, the tranny on my TL-S went...again. We're on our fourth transmission now. Fortunately, it's a known problem so Acura swaps it out with a new one and off we go - almost. It was Friday, 4 pm before a long weekend, no new tranny in sight, a trip to Canada on the line. As it turned out, Acura will be reimbursing us for part of the rental we had to get - a Mazda mini van. That meant no more miles on my car and a roomier ride. Not bad. That was drama #1. Drama #2 involved me and my husband spending six hours of the next Friday night in an emergency ward because he was having chest pains. Fortunately, after $300 and another bill to come, the doctor determined it wasn't his heart, which was, undoubtedly, a relief. They figure it's some other muscle spasm thing going on. I think it may be related to a hand injury he got not a week before.
I've never been so glad to be back in my own bed.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
I wish there was something I could do. I donated some money through my company who matched all donations. I didn't think about giving blood but I can do that too. What else can I do? Suggestions?
Sunday, August 28, 2005
I'm a Canadian. I would say "through and through" but that's not entirely true anymore. I became a naturalized US Citizen about five years ago. I moved to Florida way back in 1991. It feels like a lifetime ago. Well, being 14 years ago, I guess that is a lifetime. I didn't want to leave my hometown of Toronto. My mother left a year ahead of me allowing me to finish my last year in high school. That was a good year. I lived with my grandparents right in the city on one of the main roads. But eventually the year ended. I vowed to keep in touch with all of my friends, and I did for a while. I used to write draft letters and then write the "good copy" like we used to do for papers in school. (That's one reason I love email - because I can type and delete and reword phrases effortlessly.)
I moved down just in time to start university. I literally arrived the week before school started. What can I say about this place. Florida is nice place to visit, but I didn't want to live here. I came with an open mind, but that closed pretty quickly. I never experienced racism until I moved here. I barely knew what racism was. I'm sure that racism existed in Toronto also, but it must be have been more covert because I was totally unaware of it. With respect to the culture, I liken Toronto to a garden salad, not a melting pot. That was one of my biggest issues with Florida. I couldn't understand it. I couldn't understand the ever-present emphasis on "the man" or the idea of being held down. I couldn't understand the negative attitudes towards a whole race of people. I found it all to be extremely frustrating. I wish everyone understood the importance of travelling, or at least learning about other cultures.
Geographically, Florida leaves much to be desired. The seasons don't change. I miss the colors of Autumn, the icicles and snow of winter, the new life of spring, and the dry heat of summer. My first Christmas was strange, to say the least.
And don't even talk about the topography, everything is flat. Plus, you can't get around without a vehicle since everything is so spread out. Of course there is no subway. And I know there's really no need for brick homes down here, but I miss those two.
So why am I still here, 14 years later, you ask? I decided to grin and bear it the first few years because I had to. But with time came roots. My husband found me and now we have a family, not to mention a lot of extended family that live nearby. Yes, we could still leave, but there are other factors to take into consideration. From time to time I bring up the idea of moving but we don't get very far in our discussions. We both fell in love with Germany when we visited but I know moving there is just a pipedream.
Sunday, August 21, 2005
I'm in Naples right now. It's 1:41 am and I'm beat. We got here only 2.5 hrs ago after a long full productive day at church. I would have much rather waited until daylight on Sunday to head out, but K was insistent on coming Saturday night. So here I am, tired and restless.
Oh, I remember what question I wanted to pose to you. (Hopefully you made it past my rambling!)
- I believe God gave us marriage for companionship.
I don't want to be old and alone, I can tell you that much. I want to share my joys and sorrows with a sympathizing/empathizing person who actually cares how I feel. And really, there's nothing like being open and free with someone you totally trust who feels the same way about you.
- I believe God gave us marriage for "legal" sex.
Of course, with this comes the obligation to actually HAVE SEX with our spouses. I don't want to harp on this subject too much since we touched on it before, but I gotta put in a plug for the undersexed spouse (male or female). *Hint* If he's asking for some go ahead and give it to him with a smile. He'll be happy and in turn strive to make you even happier. It's an amazing cycle. Women, we have to realize the power we wield!
- There's no doubt He gave us marriage for "legal" procreation.
I don't have much to say on this one. I remember when I was pregnant and especially after Sid was born, the thought that he was a product of the two of us amazed me. It still does. He is a perfect combination of the two of us.
Do you agree or disagree with the statements I made? What is the purpose of marriage? (Not what is marriage.) There's no right or wrong answer I just want to know your thoughts.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
I saw the safe landing of the navy plane last night also, so what else do you think was a part of my dream? Apparently my husband has a friend who owns a jet fighter and he offered to take me and Sidney on a joy flight, which was very cool.
Oh yeah, and I forget the part of the dream where one of my coworkers emails everyone in the team and emphasizes the fact that I, among a few others, have not yet filled out my trip report about the Human Computer Interaction Conference I attended in Las Vegas almost three weeks ago.
When I was young my dreams were not nearly as complex. Like the one where I was dressed as my superheroine idol, Wonder Woman, and I got sucked down the bathtub drain and ended up on the other side of the world, in China. Or the one where I was running from Count Dracula through a department store in my pink slippers.
Life was so much simpler then.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Thursday, August 04, 2005
I did say that I would eat well, and boy did I ever. No expense was spared when it came to my food. Ok, I didn't splurge and buy dessert, but that's cause I was too full from the drinks (virgin), appetizers, and entree.
No pictures. We were bad. We brought the camera but....
I can honestly say, though, that I was one of the cutest conference attendees. I was always dressed to impress (which I did). But the important thing is that I learned a lot. I took copious notes and I bought three relevant books on usability. Now I have to sit down and put together my trip report for distribution in the office. I better do it soon before I forget everything and I'm not able to decipher my notes!
Anything else going on in my life besides the bills? Not really. Trying to sell my car. It's a silver 2002 Acura TL-S with 89000 miles on it.
I'm not back in the swing of things at work yet. It's been three days and I don't feel like I've done anything productive. What do I want to do? I want to post some more relationship related questions. I like to read your responses. But that will have to be another day. Gotta go play with my toy (hehe).
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
I was 21 years old and in college. The youngest of my friends, they made a big deal out of my finally becoming a real adult.
Five Years Ago
I had no idea I was about to meet my husband.
One Year Ago
I had high hopes of having multiple streams of income.
I got a reality check going through my bills that I'm nowhere near where I wanted to be at this time.
I feel like I haven't done any work all week so far and it's Wednesday already.
I'll still go to work and not feel like doing anything.
Five Snacks I Enjoy
pineapple slices, seltzer water, grapes & strawberries, almost anything with chocolate, nutri-grain peanut butter granola bars
Five Bands I Know All The Words To Their Music
None that I can think of.
Five Things I Would Do With $1,000,000
Pay tithe & offering, pay off all my debts, buy real estate, give some to my mother/sister/mother-in-law, move to a new house on a bigger lot.
Five Lodations I Would Like To Run Away To
Venice, Italy; Cairo, Egypt; Barcelona, Spain; The Cayman Islands; Toronto, Canada
Five Bad Habits
grind my teeth at night; play devil's advocate; sit on my legs; eat junk food; I'm an impulse buyer (sometimes) (SP says I'm obsessed with shoes)
Five Things I Like Doing
spending time with my family; looking cute; helping others; getting/giving affection; reading
Five TV Shows I Like
Girlfriends, Kim Possible, That's So Raven, Star Trek, ER
Five Famous People I'd Like To Meet
Jesus; Jada Pinkett-Smith maybe?; Angelina Jolie?; Ooh, Morris Chestnut!; uh, Bill & Hilary Clinton
Five Biggest Joys At This Moment
Sidney; K; working for the Communication Dept of my church; (I guess that's it then)
Five Favorite Toys
K, K, K, K, K
Five People Plus Two Who Have Been Tagged
Hmm, who can I torture? proactiff, n.y.a.b.g, picasso the grey, ms. giget, neena, lawda, devasT (you all have Aziza to thank for this!)
Monday, July 25, 2005
Saturday, July 23, 2005
Til next time, viva Las Vegas!
Sunday, July 17, 2005
So this post was supposed to be about Misty's event, but yet again, you can read my heart is really feeling the good friend time rather than the get-together time.
Although, the get-together gave us some good fodder for our conversations!
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Regardless, should I not go or will a card suffice?
Thursday, July 07, 2005
There aren't that many people who I consider tried and true friends. B has been around since college. Thanks to me (and I never let him forget it) he has a great-paying job *and* he gets to work with me. We sit in opposite cubes. We talk all the time. All. The. Time. He's good peeps. His wife is cool. His children are my children (not literally, but you know what I mean). I love them.
Monday, July 04, 2005
Here I am about to get my grub on (again) after the wedding with some wedding cake. The real purpose of this post is to show some of the detail of my dress.
Where am I going with all this? Hey, I'm always open to learning new things. Things I can use to make my relationship even better. This forum seems like as good a way as any to get input from others. And with it being public, maybe others can read and learn and apply.
That said, let's expand on the previous post. We know guys are not the best at taking 'hints' as to what we want or like, when we're ready, etc. They say we're complicated. Men, what do you find confusing about us? Women, what do you wish men understood about you?
Sunday, July 03, 2005
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
And, I know, I'm such a tease, promising new looks and stuff. Don't worry. A change is coming. I'm still working late though so it'll have to be next week sometime.
Monday, June 27, 2005
Men are just as complex as women. I don't think that fact is emphasized enough. Men are expected to be 'men'. But they have feelings too. Just because they may not cry does not mean that they don't hurt. I came across an interesting post yesterday, "I now believe that it's not really sex that I crave. Nor is it love. I have both already. The sex could be better and more frequent, but it's not like we never, ever do it. And the love is there in abundance. No, it's not sex or love that I crave. It's desire. And by that I mean that I crave a relationship with a woman who really, truly desires me. A woman who lusts after me." This was written by a married man who loves his wife. Women, why do we let our men suffer like this. I know, we're not the only guilty party, but let's focus on our part for now. If your man doesn't feel desired, he will look for someone who will desire him. Don't doubt it. He WILL. And you know what? He will find someone or someones who will do for him what his woman won't. And then what? If and when he cheats, whose fault is it? Yes, he's grown and he can choose to not break the vow. Biblically, his woman can leave him. But is she really an innocent party?
My questions then are, what can we do to keep our men? How do we keep them interested? What big or little things can we do to show our desire for our mate?
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Recently I asked a couple of my friends what makes me desirable. (I know, this assumes that I am desirable, but I thought that was a safe assumption to make.) And I got back some interesting answers...
1. It's just you. You know when you just like everything about someone and you can't put your finger on why exactly you find them attractive? (My response was "No, I always know why I find someone attractive.)
2. Smart and slimly sexy
3. You have never been anything less than a lady... anything less than caring, respectful and attentive.
6. Good to talk to (when you finally open up).
7. Nice figure.
8. Opinionated (there are men that DO NOT like that trait in women).
9. Covertly sexy.
10. Difficult\impossible to “conquer.”
11. I liked your voice (hubby said that one)
12. Nice smile. I liked your teeth. (hubby said this one too)
I'm not sure why I asked them that question. Maybe I was feeling like an old married woman, I don't know. But they made me smile. That's what friends are for. Thanks guys!
Friday, June 24, 2005
Sunday, June 19, 2005
I've mentioned it before but it can't hurt to say it again - I have been so blessed by the men that God has put in my life throughout the years. They have inspired me, taught me, protected me, encouraged me, loved me. I am so grateful for them. ALL of them.
I have friends who are fathers. I am always amazed at how time has flown. Most of them I have known since college. The days of carefree youth, fun, studying, our whole lives ahead of us. Now we're the grown-ups, the responsible ones. Happy Father's Day to You, my friends!
My stepgrandfather was the father I never had. I love him so much. He was the first man who ever apologized to me. He didn't have to. Back in my day, children had to respect their elders whether the adult was right or wrong. He didn't have to apologize to me. An adult saying sorry to a child was unheard of. And at the time I was so surprised I didn't know what to say. But I never forgot. And when it was my turn to apologize to him, I did it not because it was expected of me, but because I respected him so much I felt he deserved it. Happy Father's Day to You, Yappy!
My father-in-law is so amazing. He's the sweetest man and he treats me like a princess. He embraced me from the beginning. He's calls me "daughter." Anything I ask, I know he will oblige. Happy Father's Day to You, Dad!
My husband is the love of my life. He is everything. He is my heart. He's my baby daddy. (Sometimes he's my daddy. Is that TMI?) I want him in my life forever. One of the things that attracted me to him in the first place was parenting. He loves his children. He wants the best for them. I knew he would be a good father if we had children together. We only have one right now. I'm working on making that "child" a "children." Happy Father's Day to You, Baby! I love you.
SP lent me some books last Friday. I started reading, "The Devil Wears Prada." I'm so superficial, I know.
Btw, I added SP to my blogroll. Check her out.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
It'll be friday in a few minutes. I'm so glad. I'll get some much needed rest this Sabbath!
Monday, June 13, 2005
I miss reading you all too. I don't even have time for that. By the time I get home my husband tells me to go to bed so I can wake up the next morning and not be so tired. If he catches me online....
Oh, the good news is my business (conference) trip to Vegas at the end of July has been approved (yay)! I'm looking forward to it, can you tell? Pics will definitely follow!
Monday, June 06, 2005
Savings 1: in Orlando I paid 6.5% tax; in FLL I only paid 6%
Savings 2: the Unisa's were on sale for almost half off plus I got 20% off
Savings 3: I returned the black Unisa's
I'm so excited! I know Tiff and SP are exited for me too.
On the downside, we all went to the dentist for our biannual cleaning. My mouth hurts.
Anne Klein vs Versace: Definitely keeping the Versace glasses. Still on the fence about the AKs.
Just finished reading The Hamptons.
Currently reading Gothem Diaries.
This weekend we went to a couples' retreat in Marco Island. The kids, of course, we left with various respectable guardians. Sid stayed with his favorite teacher from daycare. He didn't ask for me all weekend. But he did ask for his Daddy a couple of times after two days of not seeing him. So while I was half-agonizing over how he was doing he wasn't even thinking of me! Regardless, we had a good time. Don't think I need to fill you in on the agenda this time though.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
K spent Thursday throwing up due to a stomach virus
Act I Scene I - Friday Night
K was too sick to drive but determined to make it to Orlando come what may = I had to drive the whole three hours.
(in unison) "Chunky butt blue!"
(one kid says) "I saw it first! You cheated!"
(other one says) "How you gonna say I cheated?"
(sid says) "Chunky butt white!"
Act I Scene II - Still Friday Night
We arrive in Kissimmee, a half hr south of Orlando, just after 11 pm. We stayed at my "cousins" house. 3900 sq ft. Twice the size of my own house and three times as many garages. Each of the older children had a room. My suite I had to share with my husband and youngest child. We had our own bathroom and our bedroom opened onto an enclosed side patio. The bed was more firm than my delicate self is used to. Dinner was waiting. We talked. We laughed. We showered. We went to bed.
Act II Scene I - Saturday Morning
Breakfast was waiting. We went to a local (small) church instead of attending the camp meeting service at FLA. The service was nice and so were the people. Lunch was served but we went home anyway where, you guessed it, lunch was waiting.
Act II Scene II - Saturday Afternoon
The Bible Bowl competition was scheduled for 3:45 pm. At 4:30 pm we (sans K who stayed back with his stomach virus to keep him company) left the house to find the hosting church. Despite mapquest's greatest efforts we got lost. What should have taken 45 mins max ended up taking 2 hours! I was not a happy camper. But the evening wasn't done. The oldest kid wanted to go to FLA to see what was going on. Well, how could we go all the way up to Orlando and not partake in some of the festivities??
Act II Scene III - Saturday Night
Ran into lots of people at FLA, some of whom I hadn't seen in a while. That was nice. Stayed for the 7:30 service. Watched some of drill teams compete (9 pm). Grabbed something to eat. Home by 11:30 pm. It was a long, long day.
Act III Scene IV - Sunday afternoon
Went back to FLA to buy the tickets for Wet'n Wild but the ticket sellers were already gone. Mad beeline for the park. By 4:00 pm we worked it out and the two older kids got in. Another mad beeline, this time for the Belz Outlet Mall. (pix of goodies to come) Dinner was at Sizzler's where I stuffed myself at the buffet and waited for my blog buddy to call me back.
Act IV Scene I - Monday
The usual - breakfast was waiting. We packed and cleaned up our spaces, thanked the hostess and headed out - not south, no, but north instead. Our sights were set on Macy's. Spent a few hours there then went to Chevy's for dinner. Stalked my blog buddy til she finally relented to bring herself and her family to meet myself and my family. That was cool. (I gotta tell you, that girl looks good. When I saw her get out of the driver's seat of her vehicle all I could wish was that I could one day look as good as she does. My husband even commented on her excellent muscle tone and how jealous he is. I would post a pic if I had her permission but I look so fat compared to her I couldn't show you all anyway!) Got back on the road heading for home at about 8 pm.
(in unison) "Chunky butt blue!"
(one kid says) "I saw it first! You cheated!"
(other one says) "How you gonna say I cheated?"
(sid says) "Chunky butt white!"
Overall Weekend Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
The food was good, the company was good, met old friends, made new friends, hubby was sick, I got sick (cold), the kids had fun, I'm back in my own comfortable bed now.
PS According to the kids, a chunky butt is a PT Cruiser.
PPS Sorry if you think this story had TMI, but it's my party and I'll cry if I want to!