Did anyone notice that baby clothes are no longer easy breezy. I mean their shoes have the nerves to have buckles and SHOESTRINGS??? What the??? And their clothes having actual BUTTONS!!! Not snaps covered by buttons...but real...take your time BUTTONS!!! I was ANGRY! And I laughed histerically at myself shopping the last few days...because that was some basic criteria by which I measured a potential purchase, right behind fabric, color, and cheap look factor. And wouldn't ya know...everything I liked the most...was complicated?? Dont these peoople know how often one has change clothes on an infant??? Or do they not care? They just design them...leave the bent back fingers and wiggly arms to parents???
Bwahahahaa Cracking up ay my angry self! She.is.crazy!
28 June, 2007
A picture..
I have this picture in my mind...of being a wife and mother. Of being a revolutionary, and inspiration. An artist. My canvas and my platform? My life. I see me being relaxed and so deeply alive that my very presence changes the atmosphere to match MY VIBE wherever I go. So that wherever I find my self...I at at home. I see my home being a reflection of the beauty of this world and from within my heart blended together to create a lovely atmosphere where my families bodies and souls can rest and be rejuvenated. Where we live. I see my life being full of riches. Material riches...deep fulfilling relationships, leisure time...to just explore my depths...SURROUNDED by family time. Laughing with my Love and watching and helping my children grow into confident, happy, creative young adults. I see my work being something that MOVES 'me'. Something that fulfills that part of me that yearns to be of service while satisfying the need in me that craves CREATIVITY and FREE EXPRESSION! I see my life...WORKING. For me. I feel a deep thankfullness for the blessing of a life lived from WITHIN. A life truly created JUST FOR ME! I see health, wealth, abundance, peace,joy, love, and gratitude being the foundation on which my life is built. And yes, yall...I know this coming to me NOW!
My task: To stay open and expectant...and courageous in the face of all that I have secretly dreamed, as it makes it way toward me. To remain thankful even in my darkest moments, for when I recognize the darkness...that means it has not taken over all of ME.
Thank you's. Thank you for my vision. Thank you for my dreams. Thank you for my children. Thank you for my family. Thank you for the MEN in my life, who remind me that I am special and worthy of ALL THINGS GOOD! Thank you for the women in my life who remind me that I TOO AM WOMAN! And to those reminders to remember to have faith and look for the best as ~ What I see depends on what I look for.~ (stole that from a calendar!) Thank you for my life...and your highest vision for it. Thank you for my best being your least...I think Imma roll wit chu today! You really do know best! Thank you. 4 everything. Love, me.
My task: To stay open and expectant...and courageous in the face of all that I have secretly dreamed, as it makes it way toward me. To remain thankful even in my darkest moments, for when I recognize the darkness...that means it has not taken over all of ME.
Thank you's. Thank you for my vision. Thank you for my dreams. Thank you for my children. Thank you for my family. Thank you for the MEN in my life, who remind me that I am special and worthy of ALL THINGS GOOD! Thank you for the women in my life who remind me that I TOO AM WOMAN! And to those reminders to remember to have faith and look for the best as ~ What I see depends on what I look for.~ (stole that from a calendar!) Thank you for my life...and your highest vision for it. Thank you for my best being your least...I think Imma roll wit chu today! You really do know best! Thank you. 4 everything. Love, me.
WTF is wrong with my layout?
When I look at the layout screen...everything is as it should be...but when I close it ...it looks like this!!! ARGH!
Right or Happy? Do I really have to choose
...so I'm at Bath and Body works...and they have 4 barrels filled with different scents that are 4 dollars each. I am excited! Cuz believe it or not, they are not just the rejects that dont sell...they have scents that I love. So I get 3...take them up to the counter...
Sales Chick: these are not on sale
Me: They were in the basket
Sales Chick: They were?
Me: Yes...and there is not just one or two--there are 30 or 40!
Sales Chick: Knowing what she must do...
IN COMES THIS BLACK CHICK WITH ATTITUDE...
Mean Girl: THESE ARE NOT ON SALE
Me: (responding to her nasty ass tone) They were in the basket...and the basket is full of them.
Mean Girl: I know...I saw that...but these are not the fragrances on sale...somebody mixed them up.
Me: (Wanting to be ferocious, but just getting tired)--There are lots of scents in the baskets labeled FOUR DOLLARS...if they are mixed up then how am I supposed to know which ones are on sale?
Mean Girl- Ask.
Me: Ask? (Me louder)...Ask? Why would I ask when the baskets are ALL LABELED four dollars...that doesnt make any sense?
Inner voice: Raise hell!!! Ask for the manager...You KNOW you are right...and they HAVE to give them to you for four dollars!!! YOU-ARE-RIGHT!!!! Wipe that smug ass smile off her face!!!
Me: Thats all right...I'm tight on these then.
Inner Voice: Tell her ass they should take the signs down then...or SHE should go thru and remove all the ones NOT on sale, cuz you aint the first or the last.
Somebody else is going to win...and you just gave up!! Waaaahhhh! I wanted that lotion!!! YOu are being so soft! Sigh...fine leave!
This was yesterday evening and ever since then...I have been replaying this event over and over, each time saying something differently or MAKING them give me the lotion for the advertised price. Why do I feel the need to make what happened be any different than it was? I had a choice...stand and "fight" to prove I WAS RIGHT! Or just preserve the little energy I had left and move along...to spend the money on my son his first pair of Jordans. I made a choice...I just feel like I punked myself...I should have proved my RIGHTness!!! I am struggling with this because this was yesterday...but I am STILL wishing I would have just went off on her. Why? Because I was right! Right? Sigh.
Sales Chick: these are not on sale
Me: They were in the basket
Sales Chick: They were?
Me: Yes...and there is not just one or two--there are 30 or 40!
Sales Chick: Knowing what she must do...
IN COMES THIS BLACK CHICK WITH ATTITUDE...
Mean Girl: THESE ARE NOT ON SALE
Me: (responding to her nasty ass tone) They were in the basket...and the basket is full of them.
Mean Girl: I know...I saw that...but these are not the fragrances on sale...somebody mixed them up.
Me: (Wanting to be ferocious, but just getting tired)--There are lots of scents in the baskets labeled FOUR DOLLARS...if they are mixed up then how am I supposed to know which ones are on sale?
Mean Girl- Ask.
Me: Ask? (Me louder)...Ask? Why would I ask when the baskets are ALL LABELED four dollars...that doesnt make any sense?
Inner voice: Raise hell!!! Ask for the manager...You KNOW you are right...and they HAVE to give them to you for four dollars!!! YOU-ARE-RIGHT!!!! Wipe that smug ass smile off her face!!!
Me: Thats all right...I'm tight on these then.
Inner Voice: Tell her ass they should take the signs down then...or SHE should go thru and remove all the ones NOT on sale, cuz you aint the first or the last.
Somebody else is going to win...and you just gave up!! Waaaahhhh! I wanted that lotion!!! YOu are being so soft! Sigh...fine leave!
This was yesterday evening and ever since then...I have been replaying this event over and over, each time saying something differently or MAKING them give me the lotion for the advertised price. Why do I feel the need to make what happened be any different than it was? I had a choice...stand and "fight" to prove I WAS RIGHT! Or just preserve the little energy I had left and move along...to spend the money on my son his first pair of Jordans. I made a choice...I just feel like I punked myself...I should have proved my RIGHTness!!! I am struggling with this because this was yesterday...but I am STILL wishing I would have just went off on her. Why? Because I was right! Right? Sigh.
27 June, 2007
Questions for today?
1) Why must I feel apologetic...cuz I'm not in the mood for bull shit today?
~ I handle my fair amount of shit with a smile most days, why am I not entitled to just ONE DAMN DAY...where I can allow my mood to reflect the TRUTH of the situation. I know I'm at work...but damn. I am not a robot..and there is only so many fake azz smiles that I can give...right?
Hahaha--okay that is the only question for today. I am not feeling very upbeat today...yes I have my reasons...the extreme heat that blanketed my city last night. My lack of air conditioning. My son sleeping RIGHT.UP.UNDER.ME despite our lack of air conditioning. The fact that I got a whopping 2 hours of sleep last night. I.AM.PREGNANT!! And apparently not one of those bouncy preggos either. And normally,I TRY to shake it off for the cause...however some days that is easier than others. I am sure that I am a grouch (as my family and friends remind me DAILY) But damn...whats wrong with that? Why cant I be MAD AZ HELL sometimes without people trying to FIX me...there's nothing wrong...I'm in a bad mood. Do you not have bad moods? Is it strange to just notice a mood in someone and just let it be? Or should I use all my energy to try and cover it up? SO THAT 'THEY' WILL FEEL MORE AT EASE. What chall think? I smile on cue...do all the professional tricks that I am paid to do. What is the big effin deal???
~ I handle my fair amount of shit with a smile most days, why am I not entitled to just ONE DAMN DAY...where I can allow my mood to reflect the TRUTH of the situation. I know I'm at work...but damn. I am not a robot..and there is only so many fake azz smiles that I can give...right?
Hahaha--okay that is the only question for today. I am not feeling very upbeat today...yes I have my reasons...the extreme heat that blanketed my city last night. My lack of air conditioning. My son sleeping RIGHT.UP.UNDER.ME despite our lack of air conditioning. The fact that I got a whopping 2 hours of sleep last night. I.AM.PREGNANT!! And apparently not one of those bouncy preggos either. And normally,I TRY to shake it off for the cause...however some days that is easier than others. I am sure that I am a grouch (as my family and friends remind me DAILY) But damn...whats wrong with that? Why cant I be MAD AZ HELL sometimes without people trying to FIX me...there's nothing wrong...I'm in a bad mood. Do you not have bad moods? Is it strange to just notice a mood in someone and just let it be? Or should I use all my energy to try and cover it up? SO THAT 'THEY' WILL FEEL MORE AT EASE. What chall think? I smile on cue...do all the professional tricks that I am paid to do. What is the big effin deal???
Hmmmm?
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