I believe in true love and I always have. I believe that love manifests in ways that make it known without a shadow of a doubt.
The quickening of your heart, the heat that rises from your chest. You stomach flipping over and over while your pupils dilate and a heavier, hotter scent emerges from your body at the mere thought of someone.
And I also believe that love can and should be denied the opportunity to flourish.
We all have our deal-breakers. We all know what we can and can't deal with.
Or at least we should.
Let's say that you move in with the person you love. You move your stuff in, they move their stuff in. You're both on the lease. The first night in the new home, they don't come home. You call and call but the calls go straight to voicemail. They don't call you. No text. No email. Nothing.
You get up and go to work the next day.
You go home and their car is there.
You go inside and they are in there unpacking their boxes or some random new house ish.
Your pulse jumps. Your heart breathes a sigh of relief that they aren't hurt somewhere.
What is the first thing you say? What do you do? How in the world do you handle such disrespect from the person you love and just made a MAJOR life decision with? What do you do?
I love, love, LOVE hydrangeas but I'm allergic to them. If I touch them, the spot where they touched me gets red and starts itching pretty quickly. But I love them. So yes, I still buy them, I just don't touch them. LOL! Crazy huh?
What are YOU allergic to? Can you co-exist with it peacefully or do you have to keep it away from you?
Have you had your Vitamin D levels checked recently? I did and it wasn't good. Being Black (our skin makes it difficult to absorb it naturally), on the East coast and having the winter from hell, deprived me big time.
So the doctor put me on a weekly dose of Vitamin D. Yall know me, I'm not about to take anything just cuz they tell me to so I did a bit of reading up on it and baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaby...I set a Vitamin D alert on my phone so I never, ever, EVER forget to take my Vitamin D.
I love the sun and never shun it. Being older I've decided I should probably take more care to keep it off my face as much as I sit in it, but even the twenty minutes a day sun they tell you should be enough, isn't enough it seems.
How do you get YOUR Vitamin D? Are you having problems getting it naturally?
Recently I was around a group of people who were in party mode. The age range of the group varied but the maturity level of most of them were pretty much the same. The conversation turned to relationships and finding a good mate and how that is extremely difficult to do. One man went on and on about how he wants a traditional woman but can't find one. Says he wants a woman who cooks and cleans and keeps a nice house. You know...keeps herself up right.
One woman went on and on about how grandparents stayed together no matter what and that people don't have staying power anymore because men ain't men and one man said women don't know how to let a man be a man anymore and that women aren't real women anymore. See...back in the day grandad used to have another woman and kids down the street and grandma kept a blind eye to it cuz he came home every night and brought her his check on Friday.
Someone else went on about how they don't like a woman to cuss or be boring. Says he needs some excitement in his life and another woman said she couldn't deal with a soft azz man. How does she know he really cares if he doesn't snatch her up sometimes?
You might be wondering at my contribution in all of this as it swirled around me for hours. I just sat there...and soaked it all in. There is nothing I can add to that conversation. One woman, more in keeping in lines of how I think, tried to defend traditional roles done the right way and shared that grandpa was an azz if that's how he got down but she got drowned out in a sea of "real shit."
I just watched, and listened, and took notes using my handy and trusty Galaxy Note 3 pen. You'll see these people soon enough.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow! We are so go grateful to share that Jilli's second MRI scan since her surgery is completely clear with no signs of recurrence. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! We will continue to stay the course that includes chemo treatment taken at home on a six week cycle and MRI scans every three months. Outside of that, Jilli is free to do all of the things five year old girls love to do. Currently, that includes: learning all that she can in Mrs. M's class; going to the park with Daddy; competing in soccer games; spending time with her cousins; visiting her grandparents; singing to the Lord in the choir at our church; manicure/pedicure dates & cooking with Mommy; and playing with her puppy, Jacob who she refers to as her little brother-- and she indeed treats him like one. We know HE IS the ultimate physician and by His stripes she is healed! Thank you for claiming it with us, Greg, Kendra & Jillian-Rey
A while ago I was traveling and saw a May / December romance. We're kinda used to these, but normally, the December is the man. Well, this time it was Ms. December and her Mr. May.
Mr. May was handsome with a nice body. He was dressed in nice, new clothes with a faux pas or two. He had on very stylish jeans with super expensive sneakers, a nice shirt, a puffy, belt and suspenders.
You read that right.
His haircut was neat and he was very well groomed. He was rocking a pair of Beats and loving every minute of the beginning of his journey.
Ms. December was on point. Head-to-toe on point. Casual but stylish travel wear. She was doing a bit of work but paying attention to her love as well. They looked like a couple in love.
When they were boarding the plane they passed by me and I overheard Mr. May say, "I thought we were sitting up front? My ticket said B-13. Ms. December didn't say anything really and they continued on to the find two seats together.
I was talking to a friend about this and asking her if she'd ever be able to be in a relationship with someone where she was the more enlightened in the um..."living well" department and whether or not she thinks she'd do well in a relationship where she had to teach a young man about life. She was of the mind that she probably couldn't because, "That shit would get tiresome quickly."
I reiterated that old boy was quite the looker and that old girl seemed pretty happy with her youngin and the friend said that it would be fun for a while but that yeah...it would get old. She'd feel like she was raising him and that all men like that end up feeling some kinda way because you were doing better than them and are quick to forget what all you've enlightened them on and go find some younger woman to pass along that knowledge to so that they can finally feel like a real man.
What do YOU think? If you were older and more established, would you be able to have a relationship with someone young and considerably less established?
I tried on 86 pair of boyfriend jeans this past week and the only pair I like cost far more than I'm willing to pay. The cut, on someone slim, with a butt, looks odd. IN MY OPINION. ON ME. My butt just won't let me be great.
The picture is what I'm looking for. The ones with a reasonable price tag were too short. The ones I loved had a price tag three times as much. UGH.
I need a new suit / business meeting outfit. The only suits I currently own which fit me are white or off-white. And, truth be told, I am not all that crazy about suits. I want something that looks awesome, of course, and business like. Something I can throw on quickly for a meeting for an hour or so. NOT with big clunky shoes though. Never that.
What's your favorite business attire that is not a suit?
The other day I was rushing like crazy. I'd been traveling so we didn't have groceries, I needed to get my hair done, get groceries from two different stores, go to Target, meet a girlfriend for a brunch drink, and get my truck washed.
But not until AFTER I got a tired fixed on my truck.
AND...we had tickets to the theatre for 3:00pm and The Robinator wanted to leave by 1:30pm.
I was determined to get it all done so I got up super early and made the tire thing happen decided that a bun would be fine for the hair and rushed to the first grocery store. As I'm rushing with my basket, a little old lady got in my path and I got blocked behind her. I automatically stopped, put my elbows on the handle of the basket and slowed it all the way down. She looked behind her, knowing she was wrecking the flow and tried to shuffle quicker.
Her: Oooh, I'm sorry!
Me: No problem ma'am. I'm fine. Take your time.
And she took her time while I was trapped behind her even though she was really trying to get out of my way and I was in a crazy azz rush to get everything done that I needed to get done.
And the rest of the world buzzed about us as she shuffled along and I looked for a way around her without calling too much attention to my needing to get on with my shopping because I didn't want her to feel any more of some kinda way that she probably felt.
My husband is a big dude. Tall and kinda broad. The day my Golden Boy was born he was scared to touch him. The next day, he was still scared. The next day...Myles was placed in his arms. I watched his entire body soften automatically. His voice immediately came down so as not to startle little ears. He adjusted without even thinking about it. This is how you are with a baby. Gentle.
When a kid talks to me, I stop. I generally get down to their eye level and try to listen to what they have to say and try to be engaging in the conversation. My tone instantly changes to nice lady, even if a second before, I wanted to light into someone's behind.
I adjust without even thinking about it. I mean...your natural instinct should be to protect the vulnerable right? Even if you're in a hurry. Even if you have something major to do...the delay isn't going to kill you. The impact on the child's feelings will be great right? The impact on the little old lady will be a good thing right?
I was having lunch with framily. Our bill was like...$40. I paid the bill, framily left the tip. Framily left $100 bill. When I questioned it, framily told me that the young man who was helping us had a hole in his shoe. I didn't notice that.
Framily: A dude his age cares about holes in his shoes. If he's wearing them, it's because he has to.
I have a neighbor who doesn't have children. The neighbor bought these awesome signs that say, "DRIVE SLOW, CHILDREN AT PLAY" because they got sick and tired of seeing jerks drive fast in our neighborhood knowing the kids are running and playing in and around the park. My next door neighbor sat and waited on this one guy to pass by one evening and stood out in the middle of the street so he could tell dude to slow the hell down before he hit a kid. He doesn't have any children at home either. Just wants people to THINK about the neighborhood kids and their safety.
This post is just a ramble, of course, I just wanted to say something about the good of people and that the natural instinct should always be to be protective of those who are vulnerable.
Hope you're having a lovely day. Sorry the blog has been so sporadic lately.
Last night I was watching a marathon of "Modern Family." You know...the first season when it was crazy funny. Once the marathon went off, this show came on. I was unaware of it before last night. I watched 6 episodes. Robby joined me for 3.
I love Todd Chrisley. He is my new favorite White guy.
And I don't even get down with reality shows but baaaaaaaaaaaby...this dude's personality BRINGS.ME.JOY! Some of his sayings? Old Southern belle STRAIGHT.UP bitchy!
Ever since I found out I had cancer, my insurance has been extremely high. The highest. I've had no choice but to pay it because well...you need insurance and I love living. When the enrollment period started, we went online to see how much it would cost us to be insured at the same level and we were pretty shocked at the difference in price. We QUICKLY signed up.
I won't say there weren't some snaffoo's initially because there were. The website kept crashing...but we kept trying. We signed up and then didn't get our cards for a while but we had the printout that said we were insured. When we got our cards, we needed a few questions answered and it took a while to get someone to answer them but now...we have cards in hand.
I used it for the first time yesterday. This is the time of the year where my pollen allergies create teeny tiny bumps around my eyes and they started. I needed the cream my dermatologist prescribes for it and, since it's been a year, I needed to make an appointment.
My copay for a specialist was $40. My doctor accepted my insurance even though she wasn't on the list. When I called and asked them, they said yes.
Even though they weren't on the list.
I had no problems at all. Got my cream, blood tests, etc.
And it is waaaaaaaaaaaaaay cheaper than I'm used to paying.
Any of you use it? How has your experience been? Was it cheaper than what you were used to paying?
One of the things I absolutely LURVE about my framily and friends is that they appreciate traveling and somebody is always gone somewhere. LOVE IT! LOVE IT! LOVE IT!
Shelly Bean is currently in Italy and Becca and G-Baby just returned from Puerto Rico. Last week I think I had people on the West Coast hitting up Vegas and Cali and somebody was posting pics from Myrtle Beach. My cousin was in Singapore and I was just smiling and smiling at all of the pictures they were posting.
What about you? What's the last PERSONAL trip YOU took? Did you do it alone? With your girlfriends? With your spouse, family, etc? What's the NEXT trip you have planned? Where are you going? Who ya rolling wit?