tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71118617326713653812011-07-10T21:13:48.085-07:00I have JUST defined the meaning of SUCCESS for my life. It is living the life that I WANT TO LIVE!! And yes. I am successful!Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.comBlogger2751100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-50644696235193224352011-04-08T10:33:00.000-07:002011-04-08T10:33:14.317-07:00

I havent been here in a while.  I've toyed around with the idea of starting another blog, as I realized that I felt this one was outdated... But...upon further speculation and re-reading some of my past posts...I absolutely adore this blog!!  It was a beginning of sorts.  I didnt think so at the time, but it was.  Lots of beauty happening in Hades.  I WAS being rebuilt.  I'm baaaaaack! 

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-48303819510508797322010-01-11T08:44:00.000-08:002010-01-11T09:14:16.580-08:00

I finally figured it out. Why I feel so repressed and unsatisfied. Because I am NOT allowing myself to have the opportunity to live my dreams. I have always dreamed big. Shit, I cant help it. I am a dreamer by creation. I have always seen big and grand things for myself. My tastes have always been waaay outside of my 'belief range' ...and I didnt have anyone to really encourage my high

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com49tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-23314274921467411402010-01-08T06:44:00.000-08:002010-01-08T06:45:11.002-08:00

Its getting harder and harder to get out of bed. That is all.

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-22443141368275255902009-12-28T06:28:00.000-08:002009-12-28T06:51:14.683-08:00

I do all the right things.I speak affirmatively.I dont let little things get me down.I give whenever someone is in need and I can help.I speak life over situations.When someone approaches me in a foul mood, I do what I can to dissemenate it.I pray and meditate daily.I do my best at forgiving myself and all others (not the easiest)I dream BIG!!! I try. I try and fake it til I make it... Hoping

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-60951803304853717552009-11-18T08:15:00.000-08:002009-11-18T08:16:46.696-08:00

I just got a call. The new tenant that has brought all of the drama, is being evicted TODAY! Nice and easy solution to the problem. Does it help me feel more safe? We'll see...Still perusing housing ads.

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-26057042828020624132009-11-18T06:17:00.000-08:002009-11-18T06:45:44.427-08:00

I havent blogged. I havent had much to say. I have had some good days, I have had some bad days. Lately... My mood has been better, but my life has been worse. Go figure!Long story short...the wonderful, beautiful, affordable place close to my job that was my absolute DREAM for a start over for my boys and I is a BUST! Its all of the above still...but VERY UNSAFE. Now...on a non-existent

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-31827290861909446232009-08-03T07:57:00.000-07:002009-08-03T08:03:30.426-07:00

We moved. We love. We left some things behind. And we are eagerly anticipating moving forward with clarity, strength, spiritual honesty and LIFE!!! My family is in such a better place...because mommy finally had the faith and motivation to make the 'tough' decisions. I am so proud of myself for finally standing up for what is right and just. I am proud of myself to pray with all that I am to

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-10220579596570735252009-07-22T06:34:00.000-07:002009-07-22T06:52:46.538-07:00

So I will continue to be faithful. New house, new car, new streams of income, new levels of accuracy in living. On the mark! No sin....BULLSEYE!!! Yeah...I love the precision of living truthfully from my heart. I love the feeling of being calm and effective in the world. I love hearing my mind trying to figure out how a and b are going to happen. I love seeing them happen... despite the

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-77536820655434983912009-06-28T20:13:00.001-07:002009-06-28T20:30:04.718-07:00

By Sharing His Spirit...He connected worlds!!!I will always love you Mike Jackson! I admire the strength of who you are. You did it! You did good! We appreciate all that you shared with us. And we are thankful that you left so much of yourself here. you have touched so many souls...generations!! MY BOYS ADORE YOU! Especially Jeremiah. I am so thankful to have been alive to experience

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-91070179369642262172009-06-25T20:28:00.000-07:002009-06-25T21:00:22.271-07:00

I try to make him mine, but...he is not for meI try to taste his heat, his cool, his innocenceThe bittersweet pain of the first loss, the first to remind you of what knowing and trusting is 'like'by revealing its counter partHuman vulnerabilities......Pulsating in the wonderment of expectancy.Open and free!!To be shattered, by inevitability-- of cycles. There is one for harvesting and for sowing

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-41912284252963162612009-06-25T07:34:00.001-07:002009-06-25T07:54:41.080-07:00

When the vision that you hold for your life and your actual life dont add up...Is it the vision that is faulty or it me??I dont like to complain, but that is all I seem to be able to do lately. I dont know what else to do. I REALLY dont! Its like... I want to be who I KNOW myself to be...but then my life gets in the way...and I remain who I've always been. Two days late and many $$$'s short!

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-42307709786104750192009-06-25T06:42:00.001-07:002009-06-25T06:43:34.038-07:00

Money, Time, Money, Sanity, Peace, Clarity, MUTHA FUGGGIN MONEY!!!! Sigh...

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-23611473902409352512009-06-19T06:45:00.001-07:002009-06-19T06:57:49.841-07:00

If you knew...you'd feel pity. So usually, I dont share.So much of my thoughts are here...but some I just cant. I wish I could. because telling them to God hasnt done much...so I need to get them out. But there are just too many people that I know that read this, and I truly dont feel like the questioning eyes, random pleasantries that otherwise would not be extended, and just that feeling..

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-54758360329740229082009-06-17T07:18:00.000-07:002009-06-17T08:18:50.298-07:00

I need rejuvenation of my mind, body and spirit. I need my soul to be magnified and expressed purely and potently through my experience of life.I need this heaviness in my abdominal cavity to be cleansed and released!I need this brain fog to clear so that I can SEE!I need for my burdens to be lifted, so that I may move about in the fashion that is most beneficial. I feel stuck. I feel a

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-51818658651979434022009-06-10T20:06:00.000-07:002009-06-10T21:05:14.742-07:00

How honest are you in your life? Not how often do you tell the truth, but how often do you say what you truly feel and think...inside. How often do you find yourself tempering what you say and do because you are more concerned with how other people will be about your expression? I am a humble person by nature. And I am extremely empahtetic, which basically translates into: I dont want people

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-71975700877269135482009-06-01T07:24:00.001-07:002009-06-01T07:32:44.846-07:00

Does it mean because I deeply enjoy and appreciate breaks from my two lovely toddlers...that I raise ALONE...mean that I'm a selfish mom?My mom told me that I am selfish...and must be losing my mothering instincts. Sharp tongue, harsh words. They hurt me. Not so much because of what she said...but her intent.Once she let me "know bout myself", she thanked herself for 'correcting' me and moved

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-82555543651254268302009-06-01T06:37:00.000-07:002009-06-01T06:53:38.316-07:00

Something about June first created anticipation in me for the last two weeks! Dont know what it is...I mean there is a retrograde ending...so thats good if youre into that type of thing. But for me. June 1 is a time of new beginnings...it is the beginning of the 'put up or shut up time'. It is a time for pruning this life and leaivng behind a beautful hand chosen pattern. I am SO EXCITED!!!

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-73957476521799440652009-05-18T12:23:00.000-07:002009-05-18T12:28:56.065-07:00

Sometimes, I'm flying high. All deep in the sweetness of love. High on the hog!Somtimes I fall down...and wallow in depths of silt. Swine flu! I am thankful for life and all that it encompasses....some days are just not as easy as others. Today...Today was a challenging day. But...such is life right?GRRRRRR!

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-5407295197726331782009-05-03T18:06:00.000-07:002009-05-04T06:57:27.894-07:00

I see a vision of the life that I have secretly dreamed of. I say secretly, because I have long since abandoned the belief that I could have what I wanted. So often in life, I was told that I couldn't have what I wanted. I was either offered a consolation, which in my eyes never matched up to what I truly desired. Or I was told, "too bad, sad!....in life you dont always get what you want." which,

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-79208754992820780812009-04-30T07:10:00.000-07:002009-04-30T07:32:39.720-07:00

Thanks.You are right.I will try.no...I will DO!I love you.Where that will lead? Who knows?Someone does...Not me!Yes I do! And I will.But...Thanks again.Your truth is a healing to my soul.I dont like to disappoint you. So I will try harder not to.I havent felt this way about someone ever....Either you like it or you dont...never really mattered much...NOW...it does. hmm curious!You in-spire me

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-14751215803198050462009-04-14T07:32:00.000-07:002009-04-14T08:11:05.615-07:00

Do you ever feel, that you are just NOT in the right space?This feeling is so pervasive that its making me physically ill. Well it could be that damn rotavirus as well...but I honestly am feeling that there is a change that has happened...and somehow my physical world has not yet adjusted to it. Because I feel VERY uneasy about a lot of things in my life. I am not LOVING my job like I used to.

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-23639375217408729532009-04-01T09:44:00.000-07:002009-04-01T10:58:08.394-07:00

Or at the very least if I didnt give a fuck....Then I could: Care less about how people throw their opinions around about me.Live my life without cares or conerns about my childrens wherabouts and the such.Tell a bitch to SUCK MY DICK if they say something that I dont appreciate.Live my life without concern about the future, and how my present choices are shaping it.Be' okay' with the fact that

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-6129125218952063932009-03-30T08:09:00.001-07:002009-03-30T08:14:04.856-07:00

Me: Are your hardwoods light, medium or dark?Her: Ugly! (laughter in unison)Her: Well dark I guess...dark is ugly, right?Me: (Pause of disbelief) Um.... so what color?Her: Probably medium.Hmmmmm? Is this only weird because I am dark?

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-75331690814951008162009-03-26T06:31:00.000-07:002009-03-26T06:43:27.820-07:00

You are the last thing I remember before I drifted off to sleep.The sound of your voice, the feeling of your tenderness and understanding helped me drift off in such a wonderful way.You were the first thing I thought of when I woke up in the morning.I smiled.I think of you, often.I wonder...I imagine. I try and tell myself, slow down. Dont go there, yet.But my heart is full of love for you and

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-48979244524867251042009-03-25T07:06:00.000-07:002009-03-25T07:33:07.450-07:00

Some things dont deserve to be in my life. Some people dont deserve to be in my life. Some thoughts dont deserve to be in my life.So they wont!Some things need to be changed, evolved, or released in love. IT IS DONE.Sometimes you have to open your eyes, W-I-D-E, and see things for what they are. Nothing is ever as bad or as good as it seems. It is. Allow it. Thats the only WAY. You cant deal

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-62997067139231486522009-03-22T06:25:00.000-07:002009-03-22T06:48:46.407-07:00

I had the same nightmare all night. I would hurt, then ease out of the dream, only to have a different variation of the same dream. Same pain...slightly different intensities.I am still alive. So...I guess I can live through the worst case scenario.I thought of you last night. You must not have thought of me...you didnt call.My yesterday was FULL! I enjoyed it immensely. I only disappointed

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-47319703094281027102009-03-18T06:56:00.000-07:002009-03-18T07:11:23.398-07:00

I sit....and I wait.I wait for the next time it comes around. I wait to see how I respond. Will it be painless this time? Or will it ache long after the wound has been...TOUCHED.I wonder how much I really gave, because the pain is lingering...I feel. I feel the past slipping, to wherever it goes, when its no longer NOW.It hurts. Deeply. So I cry. Sit. In stillness. Waiting. I move forward,

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-18643186542490457432009-03-18T06:13:00.000-07:002009-03-18T06:18:32.704-07:00

How could you? How could you say something like that to me? A joke? Is that what that was supposed to be?I'm a funny girl, with an AMAZING sense of humor.... that ish was NOT funny. NOT ONE LITTLE BIT! Am I being too sensitive? Again??? Maybe, just maybe...I'm not too sensitive. Ever think that its you thats too harsh? Or maybe...its just another misunderstanding...I know you wont ever read

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-25402867181203572792009-02-24T06:56:00.000-08:002009-02-24T07:41:58.900-08:00

I will be 30 on Sept. 19!!!Last year in October, my sister and I wrote down a list of things that we wanted to see manifest before our next birthdays. Instead of the normal things that I normally write, that I have to fight myself tooth and nail to accomplish (and never do), I decided to write down things that I REALLY wanted to have happen, but I kinda secretly felt not good enough for. THOSE

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-78493520772151521352009-02-17T05:38:00.000-08:002009-02-17T06:13:09.543-08:00

Intimacy. What is it? I know what it feels like. It feels close, warm and safe to me. It feels lovely, like I am being held and trusted with something sacred and honest. My mind is filled with images of connection and love and sharing and joy, but at the thought of intimacy, my mind is filled with fear, anxiety and I'mma be truthful SHEER TERROR!! What ifs start to happen. What if I allow

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-27620573062491901242009-02-09T05:34:00.000-08:002009-02-09T05:56:11.993-08:00

I took the boys to see Elmo this weekend. Was a hit! My younger son LOVED IT! The dancing, the singing....My eldest loved...THE POPCORN and slush! And apparently the sleep vibe...cuz he was OUT!!I stepped out finally and accepted a date request...he stood me up! NO CALL, NO SHOW! Doesnt he know that during economic times such as these, you cant just go around ackin how you wanna? Now...

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-10313962071643557492009-01-30T07:58:00.000-08:002009-01-30T08:35:53.892-08:00

I have a startling realization. I have been dreaming of the same accomplishments for at least 4 years. During this transitional time in life, I am being led to get to the root of a lot of my issues. For the current moment that means purging and cleansing. I was going through some notebooks and realized that my goals are EXACTLY the same as they were FOUR years ago.In my right mind...they are not

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-45663764539654769522009-01-23T06:06:00.001-08:002009-01-23T06:14:15.455-08:00

Will it always hurt so bad?Will I ever be able to look at you and not feel failure and rejection?Will I ever smile, and be thankful about how things worked out?Will you ever come and tell me that you love me? And I feel it?Will I ever be able to stop telling myself "Its okay"....?Does the pain ever lessen or will it continue to hide for weeks at a time, only to resurface at the strangest, most

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-64500601167626437812009-01-20T06:47:00.001-08:002009-01-20T07:20:37.632-08:00

Life has slapped the shit out of me. THANK GOD its gone! I am currently facing many criseees at all once...but ya know what? I asked God to reveal Himself... and I guess at a time where you have two small children in the dead of winter, probable eviction, car died, job an hour away... 3 busses, -30 degrees.... and you simply wake up early and do whatcha gotta do. No stuttering or stalling.

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-7788668236842462322008-12-17T08:27:00.000-08:002008-12-17T08:56:10.782-08:00

I would want to die RIGHT NOW! Have you ever been so unhappy that you just wanted life to end, so that your soul could be free? Maybe I could live another life, in a another universe. And in that universe...I'm okay, just the way I am. I have so many things to be grateful for. I do. I KNOW this. But I cannot lie, even after looking at all these things, this terrible unhappiness is doing me in. I

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-9772414627765900982008-12-12T11:34:00.000-08:002008-12-12T11:56:52.220-08:00

I used to doubt that God really REALLY heard me. Because I expected that things would work out the way I saw fit. Well... lately, that has not been the case, but now that I am awake, I can see the perfection! I am in awe...again!Due to economic times, and the recent dissolvement of my relastionship and just... life, I have been a bit less fortunate. I have fallen behind on bills, cried

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-83463929974475664062008-12-11T09:33:00.000-08:002008-12-11T09:45:23.466-08:00

You are the bestest little boy in the world!! Mama loves you very much! Cant belive its been a WHOLE YEAR!!! Few other Pics of the Birthday Boy and our family

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-1150877571349542282008-12-11T07:50:00.000-08:002008-12-11T08:16:58.369-08:00

I ate 3 cookies yesterday eve. I know, I know...it was a test...but they were my auntie Mary's homemade oatmeal chocolate chip boys (coincidentally she brought them over the DAY I decide to change)...and I resisted them forHOURS!!!! Then I decided...just 'taste one'. Was that me or the addiction? Hmmm....either way I did...and that quickly turned to 3. They were DEEEELISH! Must ask her what

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-75760252320489473092008-12-10T08:13:00.000-08:002008-12-10T08:53:32.285-08:00

There is only today. What have you done today to make you feel empowered?I decided last night that I am going to lose 45 lbs. by May. 9th.So in lieu of MY decision, I got back out of bed, and packed my food for my workday.Break-Oatmeal w/raisins, 1 boiled eggsSnacks-celery sticks, boiled egg, grapefruit, 1/2 of a sm. baked chicken breastLunch-Green salad w/ carrots, bell pepper...and my walking

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-38244880459837502832008-11-26T08:11:00.000-08:002008-11-26T08:15:16.688-08:00

That I was able to be fabulous! That I had plans for Thanksgiving tomorrow...that I was inviting over loved ones for a lovely dinner, with beautiful place settings and could be confident that the atmosphere would be filled with lots of love and happy times. Unfortunately, this time of year is very painful for me. Its sad and lonely and I always feel so isolated and disconnected, even when I'm

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-90397105295733544272008-11-14T06:42:00.000-08:002008-11-14T07:14:41.988-08:00

Lately life has been coming together in such a FABULOUS way! Life is still hard at times, overwhelming being a single parent and mentally draining as I transition from being sleepy and disconnected to waking up and taking full responsibility for this experience...but wonderful just the same. I have been using tips and tools that I read about on other blogs or magazines and can honestly say the

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-31968572036273318842008-11-11T07:40:00.000-08:002008-11-11T08:22:28.970-08:00

I love me some me! I have been loving strong on my body...and its inherent femininity.She is so beautiful, so soft...so womanly. The rolls on my back are bothersome most days, but not today. Today...they are just reminders, of where I have been less than loving to myself in the past. They now serve as indicators of my progress moving forward. YES I CAN.My heart is in a perpetual state of unrest.

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-75700377883503591692008-11-05T06:45:00.000-08:002008-11-05T06:52:08.245-08:00

This is a call to be the best that we can. This is a call to be better women and men. This is a call to dream bigger than ever before.This is a call to step up and receive more. This is a call to drop the past and leave it be.This is a call to heal our history.This is a call to say, "Look the dream has been made real!"This is a call to say, "This time, its the real deal"I am so thankful to be

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-4330866890914049682008-11-05T06:30:00.000-08:002008-11-05T07:05:30.841-08:00

Thank God for today! What is unfortunate is the 'vibe' that I am being met with. Damn shame. But oh well! Whaddya do? I dont understand what the big deal is...How can you treat a 'friend' so foul because you dont like what is going on politically? I am not going to let this change my spirit and hopefully it wont change the way I feel about certain people as a whole...but I have never in all my

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-18152917224976892982008-11-04T07:16:00.000-08:002008-11-04T07:24:01.939-08:00

I am so excited about today!!! I am so glad that I already got my vote in! The line was long as hayle at 6 AM. Yes I was up and dressed and OUT of the house before 6!!! For those who know me, that is a feat! I met some of the nicest people you ever will meet. The energy in the air today is electric!! Positive, hopeful and optimistic!!! I will remember the essence of this day forever!!!!

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-27811568343335215852008-10-31T07:56:00.000-07:002008-10-31T08:34:34.365-07:00

Sometimes life is so confusicus to me. Some days are good, some days are bad. Some days I'm on the ball...Most days I cant find the friggin bal at all! And if I do, how the hayle am I sposed to balance my big ass on a ball without deflating it! I have been blog hopping around...this time to Mommy sites, because I find myself becoming more interested in community and fully living and

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-3539838530950771272008-10-24T07:59:00.000-07:002008-10-24T08:06:47.501-07:00

For a sensual woman, foreplay happens all day long. Indulging in the senses is something that occurs all day, every day! There is little to no separation between living life and making love. When the opportunity arises, the sensual woman is always open, ready and available. The feel of the clothes on her skin, the scent of her perfume, the movement of energy in her body, the strength and poise

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-35407290569335731002008-10-20T08:03:00.000-07:002008-10-20T09:19:49.113-07:00

Some days are easier than others. Some days I feel empowered as I step out in this new life. Despite all the changes and the fears and the residual pain...I know I can and am doing it!!!Some days, I feel that pain. The pain that losing the familiar leaves behind. The questions start to flow automatically..."what ifs", "coulda, woulda, shouldas", "blames and faults"...I vacillate back and

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-20239263209567902562008-10-16T06:35:00.000-07:002008-10-16T06:59:53.865-07:00

Healing is a natural result of being wounded. In every sense of the word. Be it physical, emotional, psychological, or spiritual. The existance of a wound necessarily means that its healing is also in existence.Somtimes we dont realize this because pain we feel from our initial wound, or the residual feeling that we get when someone touches our private soft spots hurt so bad, that we feel we will

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-3037754394666272402008-10-16T06:18:00.000-07:002008-10-16T07:05:20.823-07:00

I have been doing something called Rampaging...Its basically writing down things you are grateful for as often as you think about it. I am always amazed at how many things that tend to slip beneath the radar of my awareness on any given day. Usually I feel very good, but today I'm a lil slow on the uptake, so I will use rampaging to bring me back into focus.I am thankful that my car is holding on

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-11540344789076121042008-10-09T05:55:00.000-07:002008-10-09T05:57:51.969-07:00

Keelah!!! Have a great day!!!!

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-59954041424427976042008-10-09T05:50:00.000-07:002008-10-09T05:55:14.203-07:00

I was waiting at the light, half sleep, half angry that I had to leave my house feeling like this...and I see him. You cant tell by the pic, but man was FOINE!!! Thats neither here nor there, but just WOW!!! I loved him. And am so thankfull for the reminder. Needless to say, I stopped complaining and sung for the rest of the ride!!!

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-21966733892574950782008-10-08T12:48:00.000-07:002008-10-08T13:19:09.029-07:00

I dont need to possess youto en joyThe precious moments where timecomes undoneFor us to be-cometogethernessUntil....What is that??? I dont know...just something I was thinking about. I usually get so caught up in ownership and labels, that sometimes I miss the gift. Its not always about saying, "Thats mine!" Sometimes its about sitting back and basking in the glow or warmth or pure joy of what is

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-60176709267531205242008-09-29T07:39:00.000-07:002008-09-29T07:57:32.130-07:00

I love my father. He was taught that a man should deny himself and all of his needs and WORK, WORK, WORK. By any means necessary. At the expense of time spent, love shared, anything. He retired and now, he has to LOOK at the life that his beliefs have created for him and its depressing. He doesnt eat, doesnt do anything. His response daily to my ,"How are you?" is ALWAYS, "The same as everyday"

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-90195226426411015032008-09-29T06:47:00.000-07:002008-09-29T08:02:33.146-07:00

Life sucks!!!I got an email that read...Who sets the standards that you live by? This is a question that not many people in my world ask. Me being me...I have and do! REGULARLY! I need answers, because my mind creates in me an endless amount of questions. Always has. Hopefully always will.I look at a few of my loved ones...and I realize that they are WONDERFUL! They really are. But I have noticed

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-30190252069573982072008-09-24T06:54:00.000-07:002008-09-24T07:05:56.014-07:00

If you smoke and develop a nasty cough...its related to the smoking.If the doctor advises you that it will eventually become emphysema, he is not being mean...he is being FACTUAL. Smoking causes a host of illnesses. Emphysema being one of them. If you dont work out, and eat TERRIBLY...you will not drop pounds. No matter how old you are, how many children you have or what medication you are on

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-79732635797967885292008-09-19T08:24:00.000-07:002008-09-19T08:34:06.717-07:00

Havent been on in a while. I am lurking nowadays, commenting here and there. I am not depressed or anything like that. Just letting myself settle into my new life. No new HUGE developments. Life is undeniable moving along smoother than it used to. I'm 29 today! Thats exciting!! Have a FAB day all!

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-83327047723644924912008-09-02T06:38:00.000-07:002008-09-02T07:16:46.731-07:00

I hurt so bad. The more that time goes on...the more I hurt. Its not like normal, when you break up and then take time to grieve. Each time I look at my childrens' face, I see him and I see our failure. I see the moments in the past, where we should have let it go...or actually made a change...but instead, we continued on as if somehow time would improve us. I really thought we were going

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-89666980893519018272008-08-14T08:41:00.000-07:002008-08-14T10:01:39.760-07:00

I thought I was going to be all depressed about the impending MAJOR life changes going on...but as Life would have it, I am actually motivated by them! I am challenged to call on my Best Self and live through her. Here are some of my new happenings.I wore makeup for the first time yesterday, and me thinks me is HOOKED!!!I used to weigh 253 lbs. about 8 months ago. I feel like I can say that now,

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-19171189382040807712008-08-08T10:06:00.000-07:002008-08-08T10:30:06.653-07:00

I really thought you were THE ONE-thats why I stayed so longMy commitment was as deep as I've ever given to anyoneBut it wasnt enough when the times got roughThe day that my life got drowned by 'my stuff'I hurt, but...You cant understand...To you, pain is weakness to never be shownTo me, pain is killing me and I'm left to deal aloneMy tears make you angryReflections that hit too close to home?

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-18244491835253560832008-08-08T10:00:00.000-07:002008-08-08T10:04:45.654-07:00

Its been a while...I am really down, so there's really no reason to post. My relationship is ending and after almost 9 years this is hard. Much harder than I thought it would be. But its going down...so I'm dealing. My sister hates me! My mother annoys me. My children love me, though. So I have what I need to make it through this. Its just that I am not feeling like blogging. My energy is

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-45795997478963188452008-07-02T05:33:00.000-07:002008-07-02T07:37:16.566-07:00

I remember reading this article from a Popular Magazine from the 50's and it described what a good wife is/does. http://http://www.romanceopedia.com/E-TheGoodWife.html When I first came across this article, I was about 21 years old, and I was NOT feeling it at ALL! I mean, "who is this puritan?", I wondered. However at 28, I feel completely different. I noticed this change yesterday. When I

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-14723184523929728952008-06-25T07:17:00.000-07:002008-06-25T07:54:56.301-07:00

I was just pondering why upchuck has to hurt, be violent, AND taste bad on top of that. Ever since the parting in my depression, I have been existing on two levels, it seems. One part is still heavy and weary, and surrounding that part of me is hope and knowlege that things are indeed improving. So I am learning what it truly means to maintain faith. The only thing is, as life is clearing

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-30145513969947900612008-06-23T06:52:00.000-07:002008-06-23T07:00:19.184-07:00

Due to that awful cold I sported last week, I am down to 203!! I am about to get out of the 200's. Lawd! I am so excited! That is 50 LBS...GONE!!! Yep, I'm counting these sick ones. And the ones that were baby! So what...sue me! I havent been under 200 lbs in about 3 years. And even before then, me and 195 were inseperable. I am finally no longer considered obese and my goal is by the

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-14850270655108637742008-06-13T08:47:00.001-07:002008-06-13T08:48:17.962-07:00

I bought two skirts on Tuesday! I have been challenged to wear one before next Friday. Will I do it?? Stay tuned! :)

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-22482790642840190652008-06-13T06:28:00.000-07:002008-06-13T07:47:01.340-07:00

I have been depressed for about 22 years now. I am 28 years old. At first I just ignored it, then when the load became too heavy, I stewed in it and allowed it to take over my mind. This affected my body and continued to suffocate my spirit. Then as I learned more about life, I began to try and understand it. Trying to understnad dysfuntion just fills your mind with more dysfunction.

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-80684633516001390902008-06-13T06:25:00.000-07:002008-06-13T06:28:48.222-07:00

That is all. :) Everyone have a wonderful weekend!

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-30116584976585914192008-06-12T06:35:00.001-07:002008-06-12T07:11:31.224-07:00

"Children do not treat themselves the way you tell them to treat themselves," "They treat themselves the way you treat yourself." This was such a powerfull thing to read in the AM. I believe this to be so true. I am a wonderer by nature. I enjoy 'enjoying' things, but you could not tell by my life. I sacrifice my enjoyment and pleasure all the time for things that 'someone' deems more

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-42795732464103774312008-06-10T12:35:00.000-07:002008-06-10T12:37:48.180-07:00

How the hell did that happen? Oh well. FYI, I am 5'11. That doesnt make it much better, but people tell me it does all the time, so I'm gonna roll with that! :)

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-18318933982538609552008-06-10T11:46:00.000-07:002008-06-10T12:15:41.033-07:00

Now mind you, I dont believe that God has a need for anything, but I'm sure he has preferences. If God gets to choose, I believe He would choose happiness for us over suffering. Thankfullness over unappreciation. Beauty over ugliness. Love over stress. Lately, my honey and I have been REALLY counting our blessings. We have been praying together, communicating more honestly than ever before,

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-10896561299728421942008-06-10T11:11:00.000-07:002008-06-10T11:25:53.816-07:00

I was sitting at a red light with my man and children. We were having a very laid back trip to grandma's. There was such a serene calm in the air. The air was hot and humid, the sun melting into orange and purple skies. And we hear a saxophone. So we look to the right, and there is a guy standing next to the pick up window at the Taco Bell playing the saxophone. I automatically looked for

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-39867528116907694342008-06-04T06:35:00.001-07:002008-06-04T06:35:48.537-07:00

Thats all folks!

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-43100728319813823522008-06-04T06:16:00.000-07:002008-06-04T06:28:54.920-07:00

Late last night...scrounged around for money to put gas in car. Found enough for a qtr tank....It rained.Basment flooded, dont know how ALL my books are :(...Had to boil water to wash up in--ewww. Sigh...Leave on time...find myself 16 miles in the wrong direction, in fog. Wasting gas. Need to find payphone to call in. Stop at SIX payphones, miles apart, before I find one that works.Leave

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-78956066951176548192008-05-16T07:55:00.000-07:002008-05-16T09:31:54.677-07:00

This is a question that I am being forced to ponder. I have a pretty full life. I am a woman, a black woman at that. I have a black man. I have two young sons. I work full time. I have housework, grocery duty and the task of being the best me that I can be, so that I can lead my world by example. That sounds pretty daunting to me. Why? Because my world is already small, and all the 'hats

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-31417725569648601242008-05-14T12:06:00.001-07:002008-05-16T13:00:23.085-07:00

A client just called and said that the estimators price quoted and the workers prices aren't 'jiving'. I love that! My soul is truly with the 70's. I told a friend what was said and how much I loved it..conversation went like this:MsKeelah: he said that the estimator and the workers figures dont seem to be jiving for mlMy friend: hahahMy friend: flash back from the 70sMsKeelah: RIGHTMsKeelah:

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-62116285876135219422008-04-29T07:20:00.000-07:002008-04-29T07:50:24.883-07:00

I pride myself on being able to hide my emotions. I have a smug appreciation for being angry but only allowing it to gently seethe out of my body. How very well 'kept'. My elders would be proud. Hmmm? Well that is NOT NORMAL! It feels what I call painful. I am angry. I am looking at my life and it is not satisfying on a deep level. It is okay from the outside loooking in, only thing is.

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-10803476589973807422008-04-29T06:24:00.000-07:002008-04-29T06:35:25.098-07:00

So far, so good. I didnt get hungry at all yesterday. I did have a headache for a little while, but discomfort is to be expected when your body begins to move all the 'gunk' out. Last night before bed, my face began to break out a bit, but was all gone when I woke up. My skin is smoother and my eyes are a bit brighter. My energy levels are up and rising. Today is a good day! I dont want to

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-6992539071370767782008-04-28T06:52:00.000-07:002008-04-28T07:04:50.500-07:00

Today is day one of a 10 day fast. I usually fast about 3-4 times a year, but with all the commotion of back to back pregnancies, I didnt get the chance (save once) in the last two years and I am feeling it. It is time. My body is overloaded with all the crapola that I have exposed it to, and its time for me to begin the arduous process of letting it go. I am excited about it, as I am

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-87241712958878044942008-04-15T09:58:00.000-07:002008-04-15T10:41:43.640-07:00

Fast Forward. I am 12 years old. I had a little middle school boyfriend. We will call him Joe. Because that was his name. We used to 'go together'. It was nothing serious at all...until he wanted to have sex...that wasnt even on my radar. We broke up or stopped talking, whatever you want to call it. He went on to 'talk to' my friend Brandi. She was very pretty, very curvy, a popular kid

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-13133904686880343592008-04-15T08:36:00.000-07:002008-04-16T06:39:00.229-07:00

Well it seems that I will be going down memory lane again. As I cant avoid it. I have been asking questions regarding how I got here in my life. Where did I develop some of the beliefs that I have, and usually when I get really really quiet a scene will begin to play itself in my mind. My mind starts to recall things in detail and I feel the urge to write. Normally I would write in my at

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-36668691022584357002008-04-15T07:24:00.000-07:002008-04-15T07:36:25.154-07:00

Yesterday evening my 17 month old said..."I LOVE YOU" to me. Greatest moment EVER!!! :)

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-82092424859159084772008-04-09T09:56:00.000-07:002008-04-09T10:02:27.883-07:00

I was going to get some KFC Hot wings for lunch. Even after I complained about my weight plateau, even after I searched the web and found out that only 6 wings are a WHOPPING 450 calories. Well my office manager asked me where I was going for lunch...I was embarrassed as I admitted the truth. Needless to say, that feeling stopped me in my tracks. I reluctantly followed her into the cafeteria

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-58953477276356301592008-04-09T07:27:00.000-07:002008-04-09T07:52:00.607-07:00

...a proud mother....a cohabitating wife. (yeah...time is running out for this role!)...absolutely LOVING my SPRING CLEANING EXTRAVAGANZA!...a receptionist...a visionary...eternal optimist...a chimney...a spritual being navigating this physical existence...losing weight...a natural woman...in Love with Obama (and Michelle!)...happy for Beyonce and Jay-Z!...feeling good about my future....a

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-24606176100022715242008-04-08T06:02:00.000-07:002008-04-08T06:52:21.750-07:00

My name is Wakeelah. In Arabic, it means a responsible leader (according to mom). It means a worker for God, (according to gas station man). I choose to believe that it is a mixture of both. Growing up, I loathed that my name wasnt Tiffany, or Kimberly--something normal. Why? does my name has to mean something? And why oh why does my mom bring it up whenever she needed some type of leverage

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-14142151753196622002008-04-04T07:55:00.000-07:002008-04-04T09:38:36.446-07:00

I have been in prayer. And not that whole I'm "SOOO spiritual" prayer...but some serious...down and dirty, deep from my heart of hearts prayers. I have been hurting for so long...some things I was aware of, other revelations were truly a shock to me. All of this shit has been quite overwhelming and that is very much an understatement. I'mma tell you, when I asked God to cleanse me and help me

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-5936408344879743212008-04-03T08:27:00.001-07:002008-04-03T09:02:10.473-07:00

I love you. I love you so much, but sometimes its not easy. Sometimes I dont know how. Its so hard to feel what you feel and still maintain my sanity. I want to be there for you. To help you move through your pain and into joy. I want for us to be BONDED. I want you to trust me and I want so badly to trust you. I know we have both been hurt very badly in the past. And our hearts are not

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-20854639998630445822008-04-01T05:46:00.000-07:002008-04-01T05:49:41.573-07:00

...waiting for God to give me permission to live in Glory...waiting for God to give me permission to be my best...waiting for God to give me permission to live the life he gave me to the fullestwaiting...still

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-70164927751010489322008-03-18T07:44:00.000-07:002008-03-18T09:23:18.613-07:00

I am a student of life. I love my mind and THE MIND! I am obsessed with humanity and its corresponding spirituality. I can clearly see the connection between the two, in a lot of places that most people I encounter cannot. It used to haunt me, but now I can accept it. Problem is...and this is serious. I wanted to blog about it in depth, but I am really not sure where to go next with this,

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-20335900347734886892008-03-12T11:47:00.000-07:002008-03-12T12:08:28.977-07:00

How did we allow the media and fashion designers to tell us what a body is 'supposed' to look like? How.does.that.happen? How do we let our culture tell us what is acceptable hair and what is undesirable? What the ideal skin tone is...One season sunkissed is in...the next, something else...and if you happen to be naturally in season...good for you!..if not stroll into your local dept. store and

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-18402016815802201362008-03-11T10:05:00.000-07:002008-03-11T11:19:28.374-07:00

I had visions of having a new kitchen, so I thought that I was maybe previewing my dream kitchen...well my landlord came by this morning and told me he is about to gut and rebuild my old kitchen. New cabinets, shelves, a whole NEW layout!!! AWESOME! One less thing.I wanted to get my carpet cleaned, before my son starts crawling,...that comes with my lease renewal!!! One less thing.My man is

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-37249696388398449672008-03-06T06:59:00.000-08:002008-03-06T07:43:30.495-08:00

It is sunny summer day! I am cute. Thats the scene. I am doing an interview for an up and coming health magazine for Detroit. Here is my interview: Interviewer: Welcome Wakeelah, You look Great!Me: Thank you so much! I: I read your bio and your accomplishments are quite impressive. It says that had two children in two years, got married, started your business empire, AND lost 60 lbs.

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-26901701693215146842008-03-05T07:35:00.000-08:002008-03-05T08:23:16.576-08:00

What can I say about Parenthood? Its GREAT! I was very concerned early on, because I constantly questioned myself and my ability to handle this job. I worked myself up in a tizzy for every mistake I made, as if??? It was going to be the last. I had many sleepless nights asking God what in His green earth could he have been thinking to give me children, because while I have always felt '

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-53152000063454622682008-02-19T06:43:00.001-08:002008-02-19T06:50:13.249-08:00

I am so excited to report, that despite my best efforts at complaining about all the things I do wrong, as far as health and fitness...something must be right...because another 4 lbs--GONE FOREVER!!! I know that if I really put in a full effort, then it could be so much more dramatic, but I'm aiming at longevity here, not just quick pat-on-the-head results!!! I feel very good about this. I am

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-8789088556107359552008-02-18T07:02:00.000-08:002008-02-18T07:41:53.171-08:00

I have been making small changes every week to reach my weight loss goals. So far, since adding a 30 minute walk and adding more water to my regimine, I have only lost 3 lbs. Which is good! Don't get me wrong, however I have been the same weight now for 2 weeks, and I know I have been indulging in chocolate EVERY DAY, so that of course is one thing that is going to have to cease. I know I

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-7616779767856458652008-02-14T05:59:00.001-08:002008-02-14T06:14:19.037-08:00

I am so excited!!! :D I am finding myself going home and actually doing things to my home. It is NOT a conscious choice, its just like somthing that I do now! And I am too happy. It has long been a dream of mine to have that "Martha Bug" and its happening. And I feel better doing it. I think its because I have turned cleaning into a meditation. I dont get to have that much time to myself,

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-13193157271963704572008-02-13T09:26:00.001-08:002008-02-13T09:27:39.518-08:00

I was just wondering...does it feel like Black History Month to yall? I remember when I was younger, it had a specific aura to it. Now I feel nothing. Sigh. Just wondering.

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-74699303232590016942008-02-06T06:10:00.000-08:002008-02-06T06:35:27.223-08:00

I don't even want to go here, because this issue has been dragged all up and through the dirt so many times in so many venues, however my life begs me to consider it. Yesterday my mom called my job, and my friend said she sounded white...when I later brought this up to my mom, because it was funny to me. She got this really white "thing" in her voice and I could tell that she beamed with pride.

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-29760849627738953462008-02-04T07:59:00.000-08:002008-02-04T08:12:30.879-08:00

Where were you during the BIGGEST GAME of the year? I was in my living room gyrating and thangs. BOTH my children were asleep by 8:30 PM. Yep, you heard right!!! I said EIGHT THRITY. That never happens. My man was at a Superbowl party. And so I had the house pretty much all to myself. I got a chance to just let loose. I cleaned a little, danced a LOT! Showered and got all greasy,

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-56488821693252264292008-02-04T07:18:00.000-08:002008-02-04T07:59:02.329-08:00

This weekend was EXHAUSTING! I actually sat down and went through bags of mail that I have been avoiding for almost two years. I know I dont ever have extra money, so when I see a bill...I usually look at it, sigh, then put it in a pile to be taken care of later. Later was almost two years for most things...some even more. Have you ever looked at shit that you put aside. Things that

Keelahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975149167625014965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111861732671365381.post-54487721966503338342008-01-30T12:52:00.000-08:002008-01-30T13:46:41.302-08:00

I am so HOT right now!!! I have finally figured it out. Without goals you just float around wishing for things. You hope they happen. You practice having faith that things will work out. And while all these things are fine and good, and very necessary at times, they are not propelling me in the way I would like to go. I come on here and I moan and complain, vent and ponder...and thats all

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