For only the second time in my life, I'm a member of a gym. I found one that is sooooooo clean and nice I just HAD to. I've wished for a while that I could join one but all the big ones creeped me out with their level of cleanliness. I could NOT deal.
The Robinator hadn't visited it yet but took my word for it so I signed us on up Thursday. We went this morning and he was INDEED impressed with my choice. Prince Ziggy loves it too especially since when I rolled up in the children's activity center to get him he was all hugged up with one of the workers who just adores him. He turned and took one look at me, however, and was like...LATER FOR YOU! THAT'S MY T-MONNIE!
He makes me feel like a rock star.
This older gentleman and I were talking while I was waiting on Robby to finish his last set of something complicated looking. He was in tip top shape. I asked him how often he works out and he said 6 times a week. I was like...wow that's dedication. He was like...well...I look at it like this. Just like I have to eat every day and breathe every day, I workout just about every day. In my mind, just as I HAVE to go to work...I HAVE to go workout. I asked him how he has time for it and he said you just do. He gets up in the morning and goes to the gym. Dude was like...sleep is good but being healthy is better than that extra hour will EVER be.
I've always felt sorry for Gary Coleman.
I don't feel sorry for a whole lot of people though cuz I feel like people know good and damn well what they should and should not do and just make excuses for doing the shit they end up doing.
Everybody ain't maternal.
When I was a kid I played basketball just about every day. My first pair of Converse were a light gray color that I felt ROCKED!
There are rumors that Madame Obama is preggo. I'll wait till the Obama's tell us to confirm fo sho.
When my cousin was here she grabbed Prince Ziggy up by one arm. Before I could react...Jaru and Lucy dove at her azz. Scared her. Good.
The gym gave us these gym bags. Not just your normal gym bags either. These REALLY nice bags that someone actually took some serious time thinking about how they were designed. SCORE!
We are flipping channels and just stopped on the Punjabi Community Hour. Unintentional humor at it's FINEST!
There is not much on television that makes me able to sit still and watch. I guess that's okay huh? Doesn't tv fry your brain?
I know all the songs on Prince Ziggy's favorite episodes of "Barney." Yall thought I hated Barney...I REALLY hate Baby Bop. Why she couldn't even spell her name and the dang kids had to help her.
I believe LeBron James is really 38 years old. I say we cut him and count the carbon rings.
I ate eggs twice today. I ate steak twice today too. Crazy.
I think I'm the only person in the United States that didn't realize the Super Bowl was tomorrow. I'm unprepared so I have to go to the grocery store in the morning. *sigh* I've spoiled the man rotten. I know.
"Dr. Seuss's Sleep Book" makes me sleepy.
Every night/morning at about 3:00 am Prince Ziggy wakes up crying. He'd be wet so I'd change him and put him right back to sleep. I bought these overnight diapers and he used the first one last night. Slept clean through the night. Wonder why my Super Friends didn't tell me about this shit.
I had a long and painful conversation with someone today that made me want to pull out my eyelashes one.by.one.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MERCY!
I don't want Robby to EVER go to Jared. No...REALLY. Please don't. Thanks but um...I'm good.
I had every intention of deep conditioning my hair today.
I have every intention of deep conditioning my hair tomorrow.
Lucy is CRAZY about Prince Ziggy.
Me and Tiffany In Houston gonna fight bout some wings, rice and gravy.
Imma slow cook some turkey wings tomorrow. Can't wait.
Imma make a turkey chili for The Robinator tomorrow. I think. Maybe. We'll see.
We're watching old SNL's. Derek Jeter is on my television dressed as a woman. DEREK JETER IS ON MY TELEVISION DRESSED AS A WOMAN.
What's going on random with you?
...known for one thing. It is ALWAYS ready for guests. Planned or unplanned. Now, if it's unplanned I might need to move some clothes off the guest bed...but hey...isn't that what the guest bed is really for?
I have a basket in my linen closet with body puffs, soap, new underwear, body wash, lotion, deodorant, etc. all in travel sizes so you may take with you when you leave. The most popular of the things in that basket seem to be the Dr. Fresh Travel Kits. Inside a resealable pouch is a toothbrush, toothpaste and a toothbrush cover. Whenever I pull these out...the recipient is always like...Monnie has everything. ROFL. I keep no less than 10 of these on hand at any given time because when I see them at Target, I buy them. Seems they run out of them often. I'm sure it's because there are hostesses everywhere scooping them up as soon as they see them just as I do.
Next time you're in Target...roll through the travel section and pick up a couple. Get a couple of body puffs, and some travel size deoderants and lotions too. Add a pack of Hanes underwear in an average size (I actually buy one of each sizes 6 - 18 from TJ Maxx. You can find some for a dollar a pair.) and a 3 pack of boxers (I keep a small, medium, large and extra large pair from TJ Maxx on the clearance rack) and VIOLA...you have an INSTANT emergency guest box ready.
Other tips include bringing home the travel size goodies from your hotel room when traveling and make your husband remember to bring them home too. You know those crappy free t-shirts you'd NEVER wear? Yup...those go in the box too along. Folks can take a bath and go in the room with a t-shirt, underwear and some borrowed sweats and put their clothes outside the door so you can wash and have freshened up for them come morning.
See...I'm good for something. Ask TravelDiva. ROFL!
ARE YOU GUEST READY? EXPECTED OR UNEXPECTED?
Mr. Harvey wrote a book. How do I know this you ask? Is it because I listen to his show? UM...NO.
It's because one of my girlfriends who told me I could NOT bust her out is at Mr. Harvey's book signing so she can get her copy signed.
She said she'd been reading it and it made a lot of sense.
Well, I was on the road and I called another girlfriend and told her we must ex-communicate said girlfriend from the crew. Then I told her why. She BURST out laughing and would NOT believe that Mr. Harvey wrote a relationship book. I told her to head to Mr. Google. She did and HOLLARED!
I suggested she go to Amazon's site and look at the first few pages and read them. She did and read them out loud to me expecting it to be laugh out loud funny: http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/0061728977/ref=sib_dp_pt#reader-link
I have to say that I was FULLY prepared to continue to harryazz my girl who went to the book signing about actually BUYING the book but the more I listened...the more I didn't have a problem with what Mr. Harvey was saying.
Now...I'm not buying the book, mind ya...but I ain't gonna bash the concept fo sho. Maybe his brand of it it all will actually help a lot of women since folks find him entertaining.
Let's just HOPE.
What say YOU?
Friend 1: http://www.cnn.com/2009/LIVING/homestyle/01/30/first.daughter.models/index.html
they don't look alike
this is like saying all black people look alike
CreoleInDC: NOT AT ALL
Friend 1: everything about them is different except one thing
Friend 1: tag 'em
Friend 2: all brown little girls DO NOT look alike - they're NUTS
Friend 2: goes to show you the incredible LACK of diversity in the media
shouldn't there have been SOMEBODY in the room to say HELL NO she doesn't look like Sasha?
CreoleInDC: you know i fuggin HATE CNN
That baby doesn't look like Sasha any more than Tyra looks like Madame O.
They are just fugging DUMB!
WHAT SAY YOU??????
I bust the windows out your car
I did it quick and didn't know who saw
Then I got bust upside my head
I fell out and thought that I was dead
Turns out your sister doesn't play
She didn't see all of the things my way
That heffa really don't play fair
She even stole my yakki out my hair
A few of my teeth flew out my mouth
And now I can't even leave my house
My insurance doesn't cover this
All I can think is that aint this some shit
You made me mad but now I'm done
I wish I could change what I begun
I wasn't trying to get hit in the head
And left around like I was dead
I bet I won't do that no mo
Next time I'll just go to the store
Buy me a good bottle of wine
Call my girls and talk about your behind
I bust the windows out your car
I did it quick and didn't know who saw
I hope women hear what I just said
Or they could really end up dead
Don't bust no windows out no carrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr....
Where is your head regarding having children?
Are you worried about your fertility?
Will you be okay with having a child-free life if that ends up happening?
Would you consider ever being a single mother?
Would you ever consider adopting?
Do you have an age in mind to REALLY start taking these things into consideration?
How are you feeling?
Where is your head and heart right now?
Do you have any new cycles on the horizon?
Are you taking a break?
Are you done?
Are you taking a break because you're tired...or because of money?
...made 45 BILLION dollars in 2008. How does that make you feel? http://business.timesonline.co.uk/tol/business/industry_sectors/natural_resources/article5619925.ece
What say you? http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,483204,00.html
I don't quite know what to make of this.
Initially I'm like...is it anyone's business if she has 14 children?
Then I'm wondering...if she already has 6...why would she want more if she's a single mother? But again...is it anyone's business?
I guess the fact that she's a single mother of 6 already makes one question her choice of taking the fertility drugs right?
Should people be up in arms thinking about her receiving welfare for these children? Should the factor that the welfare she would receive not be enough to cover the basics be taken into consideration?
Should someone even GET welfare for a child they had by taking infertility drugs?????????
THIS ONE IS ALL OVER THE PLACE!
What say you? http://abcnews.go.com/Health/story?id=6764771&page=1
Dude...I TOTALLY get WHY you should let them feed themselves SOMETHING. I do. I truly, TRULY do. I know it helps with motor skills and all of that. I get that it fosters independence. I'VE READ THE DANG BOOKS!
**NOTE..As you guys know, this is a situation that would be near and dear to my heart so this is definitely the type of inbox email that I answer myself. I'm just curious to know what you guys would say to her as I might be too close to this to not get emotional.
I'd like to thank you for your YouTube videos. When we decided that we were going to try an IVF, your videos really helped the fear of the unknown. I like how candid you are in your videos and I love your sense of humor. You really broke the process down for me and took away a lot of the anxiety. Some mornings I would just watch my favorites of your videos before I even got out of bed to help keep me going.
Well IVF didn't work for us and we only had enough money to do one. Our doctor has told me that with only one tube and PCOS that it would virtually be impossible for me to get pregnant. In this economy it will probably take us 5 years to save up enough money for another IVF and with my problems we don't qualify for one of the assisted reproduction packages.
We've been married for about 5 years now and my husband is really great. He wants to be a father and is very disappointed that it looks like we won't be able to have children. He's not for adoption. We love each other very much and I love him enough to sometimes think he deserves better than me for a wife. I feel like he deserves a woman who can make him a father. I think this so much that I find myself planning how I would leave him and what I would do to make him never come looking for me. I haven't admitted this to anyone and my husband would be horrified to know I'm having these thoughts but I just can't help it. I feel like because of me, both of us are suffering and he is suffering unnecessarily.
I don't have anyone to talk to about this because, well, I'm just not like you. I wish I was able to be open and share how this makes me feel as it seems to have helped you a lot. After my mother said something that really hurt me about not being able to have a child, I just stopped talking to people about it. Even my best friend has said something that I never believed she'd ever even think.
I guess I'm just writing at this point in hopes that you and the tribe can help me with my feelings and thoughts. I'm hurting really bad and I am good at convincing myself that I could just walk away from it all and live alone for the rest of my life.
I think this is a plea for help.
Doesn't the kid look like he's about to tear up some ish?
Uncle Robby thinks he feeds him better.
The nephew doesn't want any parts of a California Roll.
He TOTALLY enjoyed himself!
Dude...it's cold out there.
ME LIKEY TUNNELS T-MONNIE!
Me made a new friend T-Monnie!
There is only one thing in my life I regret. Well...maybe two things.
I'm feeling really good about prospects.
I HATE to hear Prince Ziggy cry. He knows this.
I'm trying to figure out the Republicans. I'm SERIOUSLY trying to figure them out. Like...I'm going down the line and reading statements from every Republican Congressman and Senator lately and well...I just don't get it. But I'm trying.
I need some professional pictures done. I'm talking hair, makeup and lights. Not looking forward to it but I'm not trying to look crazy either for what it's gonna be used for.
Pray for me.
I bought Prince Ziggy a new coat today for next year. It was 70% off. HOW COULD I NOT?????????????
I had to extend my leave of absence from school again. I took a leave of absence for Cannes and then extended it for Mr. Lee and then extended it to do the last IVF. The next class that was where I was when I took the leave wasn't going to get there until December and by then Prince Ziggy was here. They are going to get tired of me. *sigh*
I wish, I wish, I wish.
I wish my brother and Prince Ziggy's mother lived here.
I got tired of the kid biting my finger while I was using the lil finger toothbrush thingy by Oral B. I bought him 4 toothbrushes today. Dude walked around with a toothbrush for over an hour. LOL!
I take my body for granted. If figure since I take pretty good care of myself I should be perfectly fine so when something happens...it totally BLOWS ME AWAY. Like...I'm stunned.
My primary care doctor's office worker told me today that my account has a past due balance of $87. I was puzzled and asked for what. (I wasn't feeling good so it was prolly pretty sharp.) She said she didn't know. I explained to her that I've always had insurance and that I've always paid my copay so it is odd that I had a balance and even odder that I was unfamiliar with the fact that I had a balance.
She didn't have any answer and told me I needed to talk to billing. I asked to speak to billing. Billing wasn't in today. I got the number and called billing right then and there. I was soooooooooo annoyed.
Mike Tomlin ROCKS!
I'm looking for a toy chest solution that doesn't LOOK like a toy chest. Guess I need to check PotteryBarn Kids huh?
TheBrokeSocialite is cheeky. ROFL. That is all.
Babs is in love. That makes me smile.
"...that is the height of irresponsibility. It is shameful..." President Barack Obama. Them some STRONG words. I can't believe those folks thought that it was okay to get bonuses. Dude...reallY/ I MEAN...REALLY!
Know who I like? brran1. He is SUCH a wonderful young man. LOVE HIM! I believe he's going to be extremely successful one day.
I've just been informed that Angela Bassett's husband is her husband on ER. I didn't know cuz I don't watch the show.
I'm STILL trying to figure out the Republicans. I STILL don't get it.
My cousin EL is BANNED from me for life. Why? This: http://www.holytaco.com/ultimate-super-bowl-snack-stadium
Racism exists. Loud and proud. But...far less than used to be.
oneblackman is BANNED from ANY and ALL contact with me for LIFE. If he questions why just say these two words...STIMULUS PACKAGE. He'll get it.
I was out of the house ALL.DAY.TODAY. I had on a new sweater that made me happy cuz me was warm and toasty.
Poor Blago. I hope he gets a show. Dude is just too entertaining to fade away gracefully.
I only had one piece of fruit today. Pretty amazing in the grand scheme of all things Monnie.
I'm STILL perplexed at the way my President was sitting in his chair during today's press conference.
I'm on such a good schedule as far as eating that I never get hungry.
I wore a bracelet today that I haven't worn in years. It made me smile.
I have a lot of jewelry that I don't wear because I don't go anywhere that I need to dress up. Imma start wearing serious jewelry with t-shirts and cords. ROFL.
I'm at the crossroads of a VERY important decision.
Did I tell yall that TBS is cheeky?
Prince Ziggy now says Jaru and Apple. Go figure. T-Monnie is nowhere in sight.
I can look at E and tell the type of man he is going to be. His mother is going to be proud.
I saw a neighbor bust his azz this morning heading to his car. I laughed. Then...I saw someone else bust their azz and I didn't. Made me feel bad that I laughed at a neighbor just because I didn't "know" him. I suck.
I just heard the most interesting thing I have heard in a long, long time.
Lucy has gas. Her azz is 6 inches away from me. *sigh*
Is it wrong that I laughed at my dogs trying to walk on ice? ROFL. Jaru was NOT pleased. Lucy was like...WHAT-THE-FUG?????????????????????????????? I DIDN'T SIGN ON FOR THIS BULLISH!
I'm baking cakes this weekend for Robby to take to the office on Monday.
I fuggin HATE MY BASEMENT AND ALL THAT IT REPRESENTS! HOW, WHY, HOW, WHY, WHAT THE FUG IS GONNA HAPPEN TO IT. I'm done. My hands are WIPED CLEAN! PERIOD! DON'T ASK ME ISH ELSE ABOUT IT! I WOULDN'T GIVE A DAMN IF THE DAMN FLOOR CAVED THE FUG IN SINKHOLE STYLE AND STARTED EATING FUGGIN SOFAS AND ISH.
Nightmare on Elm Street.
I love my hands and I love what my L'Occitane handcream does to them.
I think Imma re-sign up for Netflix.
I wanna make movies. I wanna make movies. I wanna make movies.
Cojoe reads my site. He doesn't call me anymore during the day since I bitched about him calling the other day. *sigh* Dear Cojoe: DON'T BE MAD TUAN!
I miss my Weezy and my CeCe.
I didn't do my pushups this morning. I feel bad.
Boudreaux's Butt Paste is EVERY.SINGLE.THING.
Erica B. told me that when my hair is straight it emphasizes my peanut head. I need new friends.
Last month The Robinator made me go sit and get new tires and new brakes. I was annoyed them. Driving on ice makes me soooooooooooooooooooooo grateful that I have the kind of husband that I have.
I couldn't figure out how to get that damn stroller to fold up today. Had you seen me you would have LAUGHED YOUR AZZ OFF! I was in the parking lot damn near kicking the SHIT outta that damn stroller! I came really close to just shoving it in as is.
I don't like watching football or basketball. So shoot me.
I rocked a new bag today. Made me smile.
Prince Myles just called and asked if I liked chicken, roast beef or catfish more. I picked catfish, Uncle Robby picked roast beef. Dr. Punkin? CATFISH! ROFL!
Becca bought us something FABULOUS for Christmas. Robby is trying to take it to his new office. Should I let him? Hmmmmmmm.......
I'm going to bed in about 10 minutes and I'm LOVING LIFE!
What's going on random with you?
As you know…Robby and I just celebrated our first wedding anniversary. (Insert fireworks here.) Now it’s not like we’ve been together just a year. We dated long distance for a year, lived together for a year, were engaged for a year and are married for a year now. So…we pretty much know each other in and out.
My mother, and my surrogate mothers always told me that you never know someone until you’ve been on a trip with them and both of you have been sick while together. Ms. Carolyn (my New Orleans mother) told me you need to be with a person for all four seasons before you know. My Grandmother has given me her own version of relationship advice and we have taken all of it into consideration. Well…we’ve done everything the "experts" in our life have told us and we feel we truly know the good and the bad about each other and life is pretty dang great. (I know you wanted to hear some dirt huh? LOL! Nope...it's pretty good!)
I have friends who are married, good lifelong friends as well as good online friends and I have heard lots of different stories as it relates to their marriage. All I can say is that I’m pretty much shocked at how bad a marriage can be if it’s a bad marriage.
of the people I know in the marriages are the women…the men I know who
are married don’t really talk much about their marriages.
Yeah…I’m leading up to something.
I got an email today from a good online friend who shared with me just how miserable she was in her verbally abusive marriage and I, who ALWAYS has something to say, was pretty much silent. I had nothing to contribute to her. I offered my support but I felt just AWFUL for her. I hope she knows I am here for her...but I'm just not equipped to deal with that level of dysfunction. It just hits a little too close to home for me as it reminded me of my parents all over again.
People very close to me separated last year after being married longer than I’ve been alive. Everyone thought they had the perfect marriage and one day he just decided he wanted someone else. He’d check out of the marriage a long time ago so he was emotionally prepared. She was hit with a bomb that threatened to shatter her. She’s smart…he’s smart.
My parents union was definitely not a happy one. Sure it seemed happy to the outside looking in…and no…it wasn’t bad all the time…but that just made it even worse. Because
we knew how it COULD be and wished it was that way all the time. *sigh*
(Demons knocking on my door..let me whip out my Ninja sword and deal
I often wonder how it is that people allow themselves to get into situations wherein they are miserable. My home is my sanctity. When I am here…all is well in my world. How would it be for someone to go home day after day to a life the antithesis of mine? I lived with someone briefly once who I ended up hating. He could probably tell you some pretty awful things I did to him because of the hurt he caused me and yes…I did it…every single thing. I behaved like a mad woman. Truly. (Everyone has that one person in their life who made them act a donkey's butt...some...more than one. Hell...if every relationship had you acting crazy...it's probably you though....lol!)
I used to get off the interstate and start praying to God that he wasn’t home…that I would be able to walk in, power down and go to sleep without seeing him. I was miserable. I would never, EVER have been able to do that for the rest of my life. NEVER!
But…my question is this…WHEN DO YOU KNOW?
When is it that you are okay with your husband not coming home? When do you get to the point that you actually welcome it if he doesn’t? How do you get to the point where your man can tell you not to question his whereabouts before it’s evident you made a mistake? Why continue taking shit that just makes you ill on the inside? WHERE IS THE BREAKDOWN HERE?
I think a lot of people have a misconception of marriage. Lot’s
of people confuse lust for love as well as people who think love is all
hot and bothered like in the movies (a preview for “Basic Instinct 2”
just came on….we think it looks stoopit…lol). ANYWAY. Marriage to me isn’t like that.
I think the most important thing in a relationship is to have mutual respect for one another. Respect that person and that persons contributions to your life and to society and you have the firmest of foundations for a successful marriage. With respect comes admiration. With admiration, love is sustained indefinitely. Give and take.
I watch people have the kinds of problems that I hope I won’t have. I truly think I’ve found the magic combination but hey…we really just started. Where will we be 10 years down the road, 20 years or 30? What can I do now and continually to make sure that the respect, admiration and love I feel for my husband never dwindles into something much less desirable?
I tell Robby I love him whenever we leave each other or end a phone call. He does as well. I would just die if something happened and my last words to him weren’t assurances that I loved him. I touch basis with him when I’m away from home regularly and he does as well. There is never a time when either of us are wondering where the other is. It’s not keeping a tight reign on each other…it’s more like….hell…what’s the big deal with him knowing where I’m going and when to expect me back? I can pick up the phone and find my husband anytime unless something is wrong with his phone. I would never think he’s anywhere other than where he’s told me he is. My motto...IF I HAVE TO ASK...YOU'RE ALREADY WRONG! Shit! (That's for emphasis.)
So…that leads me back to where I started (I know I’m rambling.) What has to happen to you that you think you deserve and accept being treated like shit? Really? We’ve all been in bad relationships….but a bad marriage…man…that’s my worst nightmare. Worse than being attacked by five Ninjas. *sigh* I have no solution to this…I was just wondering out loud on paper.
I just looked at myself in the mirror and really LOOKED. I look like my mother. I see her in me. I see her eyes and her smile and the laugh lines deeply etched where they should be. Wow. Amazing because I get into a panic sometimes because I can't remember what her hands look like or I can't remember a time when she was smiling. I usually pick up the picture of her in my bathroom and remember, calm down and finish doing what I was doing. I also keep a bottle of her favorite perfume just so I can smell her sometimes.
Does that ever happen to you? Do you ever have a weird experience and can't explain why you reacted irrationally?
I remember once, a couple of years ago, walking in D.C. and there was a woman about half a block up that looked like my mommy from the back. Her hair was the same length, she was the same height. She walked like her. I reacted without even thinking. I started walking faster. Bumping into people...just trying to catch up to her. Trying my damnedest not to lose her in the lunch crowd of people on the sidewalks of downtown D.C. Knowing that she couldn't be...but what if? What if it really was just a horrid, horrid nightmare and I'd finally got out of bed? So yes...I damn near chased this poor woman down, my heart racing and palms sweating, I almost reached her and she turned to cross over to the other side of the street...when she did that...I noticed her profile. She wasn't my mother and no...this really hasn't been a dream. *sigh* And yup...I stalked off broken hearted hating the world yet again.
But why do we do that as humans? Why do we react in such a way to things we know could not be reality grasping at dreams long gone? I have cried myself to sleep many a night missing my mommy and I know she's gone and isn't coming back. Neither is my daddy. But...I can look in the mirror and see both of them in me. I guess that's okay. I guess. *sigh*
Ugh...that's the prelim verdict. I have to call primary care doc in the morning and have him check so we know fo sho. Just flipping GREAT!
Splains the pain for sure if that's what it is cuz it is serous pain but goodness...this doesn't sound good AT.ALL!
This is the REALLY scary part for me:
People prone to forming calcium oxalate stones may be asked by their doctor to limit or avoid certain foods if their urine contains an excess of oxalate.
High-oxalate foods—higher to lower
- swiss chard
- wheat germ
- soybean crackers
- black Indian tea
- sweet potatoes
THAT'S 3/4THS OF MY DANG DIET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO SPINACH? SWISS CHARD? OKRA? BLACK TEA? SWEET POTATOES? CHOCOLATE??????????????????????????????????
JESUS BE A FENCE!
We're gonna hope, wish and pray that they don't come back so I don't have to start making serious changes to my diet. I LIKE my food dammit!
Do you know anything about them? Have you ever had them?