Misc

I'm in the phase of my life where young'uns have taken to calling me ma'am. It's strange. I don't feel any older than when I was in college. Yeah, I know, I look older, but not much. :) But then I look at my 15 yr old step-son and I remember how I saw people my age when I was his age. 30 was o.l.d. Yes, I know, I'm 31. Still.

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!

Me and The Dentist

I visited the dentist a couple of weeks ago for a standard cleaning. Every single time I go (regardless of the dentist's office) they always tell me what nice teeth I have. Yet, I have this one bad tooth. It's been filled and re-filled and it looks like it's that time to be re-filled again. The dentist looked at it and said she believes it's quite an urgent matter otherwise I may need a root canal. WHAT?! Those were the magic words right there. I hate having work done in my mouth. The thought of pain in my head is scary. Well, I made an appt for Dec. 7 even though my mouth felt fine. Yesterday (YES-TER-DAY) my mouth started to hurt. It still does today. I was laying in bed fretting about it last night imagining all the worlds of hurt she could put me through. Oooh, man! Of me and the dentist, never should the twain meet!

Thanksgiving

Today 17 of the Miami Dolphin players visited my church where they distributed Thanksgiving turkeys and food to the local community. Being the Communication Director for my church you know I had to take time off from work to be there to cover the story! You'll find some pix of the event on my church blog here.

Just Me

The Lily

Looks like I've done it again - I've helped another to find the light of the blogosphere. This time the victim, er, I mean individual, is my cousin. She's a thinker! And she has such a way with words... so unlike myself. lol. Take a gander at her first post (warning: active thinking required).

Me and My Baby

You've seen how it looks on the model. This, of course, is me.

Random

Things I NEED:
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!

A Public Thanks

I received my Super G wireless USB adapter yesterday. I was so excited!! As soon as I got home I installed it and wouldn't you know it, my connection speed is beautiful! All thanks to NYABG. She bought me a gift certificate for Amazon.com for my birthday (May 25) and I only recently figured out what I needed (besides a ceramic flat iron).

Thank you!

To Love Or Not To Love

Do you think it's possible to truly fall in love with someone when you are already in love with someone else? What would make this possible (or not). If you find yourself falling for someone else, can it be stopped? How can you prevent yourself from getting in a situation like that?

(Don't get any ideas, I'm just throwing it out there.)

Yesterday...

...was a nice day. A couple from our church has retired and moved to the west coast of Florida, Cape Coral, and they had their house blessing/warming yesterday. I don't get out much but whenever I do that's when I remember how much I enjoy social settings. There was food, fun, and, of course, the football game. It was a two-hr drive but it was well worth it. Oh, in their garage they have an amazing piece of workout equipment. Hubby had fun coaching me on it. Now I want an elliptical machine and a total gym.

...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.

A La Sexy

Maybe I'm inherently sexy?? Maybe. Maybe not. Tiff had a good point about possibly taking some of the responsibility for attracting the aforementioned man's attention. I admit, most of the time I dress to impress. I like to know that I look at least decent if not down-right cute. Dressing "sexily" is not me though. I'm well aware that attire is not the only thing to attract the "eye" and I've been thinking about it. Now, I can add the bit of information that the man in question is a fellow church "brother." I see him (and his wife) just about every week. I like to believe that I'm not acting seductively esp while I'm going about the Lord's work. However, I admit, that I could be. So I talked to my husband about it. He doesn't see it either (he thinks I'm worth his eye 99% of the time. hehe). Regardless, I'll have a talk with God about it and I'll take mental notes on myself. (Benthebald, we'll talk about those scriptures you read.)

The Eye

There's a guy I know, an acquaintance, who's been giving it to me lately. The eye, that is, not "it." I started noticing it about a week ago. My immediate instinct was to continually act as if I didn't notice. I still do that. But I did mention it to my husband. He found it amusing. I told a friend of mine about it (benthebald) and he said my reaction was the best one. Anything else would be letting the guy know that I've noticed his attentions, and that would in effect encourage him to continue. I guess so. It's just a strange position to be in. I'm married and he knows it; he's married and he's knows I know it. Yet still.... Yes, it's nice to be "appreciated" but it's not so nice to be given an unwanted invitation.

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.

My Bad

I know, I could have at least told you all that I'm back from my trek to Georgia. I got in about 1:30 am Wednesday morning. From there it was a looong day. I was fortunate in that my power got turned on sometime Tuesday. Once we flipped the switches in the fuse box, it didn't take long for me to get hot water for a shower and then jump into my OWN bed. That felt so nice.

What To Do?

True to form I'm in a bit of a quandary. Remeber a while back I said I wanted to write a book? Yeah. And remember the other day I said I've always been indecisive? Right. I really want to try my hand at finishing a book. Especially with NaNoWriMo starting November 1st, now would be a great time to try again. With all the zillion possible topics my problem is choosing one. Real-life documentary type? Fiction novel type? Person? People? Place? First-person narrative? Third-person? Superficial entertainment? Meaningful?

You see I have issues! LOL

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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!

10+1 Dalmations

Walking contradictions? You tell me.

1. I'm shy but I like to be the "talk of the town" in a good way.


2. 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.


3. I like decisive and confident men because I'm not.


4. I would love to move back to a place with seasons but I would so miss the sunny days of South Florida.


5. I have one child and would love more; I just can't seem to make it happen.


6. Once upon a time I wanted to be a judge but I didn't want to have to be a lawyer first.


7. 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).


8. I'm a girl who doesn't have many girlfriends - no patience.


9. In many ways, I'm the opposite of my mother. In other ways we're the same. (Profound, huh?)


10. I would love to be a social butterfly but I don't have the patience to get to know people.

You knew it was coming...

Wilma
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.

New Additions

Hey, All! Just wanted to let you know that I've recently added a few blogs to my blogroll:

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

So Like Me

SP had a cool post about who would play her if there was a movie about her life. She didn’t know and I don’t know either. I thought and I thought but I just couldn’t think of anyone. But as I read on she also talked about how people see her versus how she sees herself and, of course, logically, I started thinking about myself.

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.

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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?

I think I found them!

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