I have been so swamped at work, swamped at home, borderline suicidal, borderline depressed to even think about logging in to blog. It has been dangerous for the last couple of weeks around this camp. Those that have the power around this camp are a bunch of idiots and my blood begins to boil just thinking about it.
I have 39 days until I get on the boat and sail away from this camp. I can't wait. My prayer is that I be either on my way out of this mad maze of crazy people or the major crazy people get some serious medication and sit down some where.
I am on the hunt for something that make sense in the way of employment. Not sure where my path will lead me, but it certainly can't be as bad as this is. Every place has some sketchy areas but it takes a few months or possibly years to find out how bad it really is. My first thought was to go back to Target and wear a red shirt and khakis for a couple of months to decompress, but my bank account and 401(k) savings :) ain't showing me able to do that. There was a time in my life that I could do that and I did. Those 3 months that I unloaded trucks for Target and slept during the day helped me a lot. Maybe I will find a rich man on the cruise that is willing to take me away from this madness. Unfortunately, Steve Harvey got married a few weeks ago, his bank account is nice and I would have been arm candy for DAYSSSSS for him. Oh, well.
I am scheduled to return to Belgium on the 14th of September. That is the only bright spot of this job. My bosses bad attitude about this place and his increasing frustration adds to my bad attitude and increasing frustration.
It is probably best that I stop writing for the day and go find something else to do. I will visit USAJobs and see what is going on there.
Later...
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Friday, July 6, 2007
Rewind and then Fast Foward or Pause....
This week was absolutely crazy...after my episode of being insubordinate on Monday. I was close to a manslaughter charge on Tuesday. The MAIN person that causes so much confusion had the nerve to try to pass blame. Well, while in a meeting with my superiors I went off. If it wasn't for CC sitting next to me calming me down I was close to ripping the trouble makers throat out. I was soo upset that I found myself getting choked up and my eyes were burning from fire. Ms. Troublemaker has been out for the rest of the week because she doesn't like to be called on the carpet. I am sure she is planning a way to get back at me for putting her on front street. She better come correct or she will be blasted again.
Wednesday was a pretty lazy day. I slept for most of it, washed some clothes and then around 2ish I drove Phoebe and Kam to a cookout WAAAY down the road. We went to a family friend's new digs that sits on 21 acres of land right on the water. It was beautiful. We got there about 10 minutes before the shindig was over so we were just visiting with people that we hadn't seen in a while. Phoebe knew she was going to have to pay for grub since we were late.
Thursday...the boss man decided to stay home. I stayed close to my office because I didn't want to cause any trouble. I still want to slap the crap out of the "know it all". They are pissing me off and I am doing my best not to go off on them.
I am glad today is Friday. I want to wait until around 6 and hit the Pause button for about 48 hours. I don't want to do ANYTHING.
We have major work to get out of here next week so my time blogging may be limited unless I blow everyone off. That is very possible.
Catch you later.
Wednesday was a pretty lazy day. I slept for most of it, washed some clothes and then around 2ish I drove Phoebe and Kam to a cookout WAAAY down the road. We went to a family friend's new digs that sits on 21 acres of land right on the water. It was beautiful. We got there about 10 minutes before the shindig was over so we were just visiting with people that we hadn't seen in a while. Phoebe knew she was going to have to pay for grub since we were late.
Thursday...the boss man decided to stay home. I stayed close to my office because I didn't want to cause any trouble. I still want to slap the crap out of the "know it all". They are pissing me off and I am doing my best not to go off on them.
I am glad today is Friday. I want to wait until around 6 and hit the Pause button for about 48 hours. I don't want to do ANYTHING.
We have major work to get out of here next week so my time blogging may be limited unless I blow everyone off. That is very possible.
Catch you later.
Monday, July 2, 2007
Monday Madness...
After a really good weekend...I had to come to work and deal with some major crap from upper management. Sorry G'Nae for being mean to you.
Friday...I left work a little early to go pick up my clothes for my cruise. I had put things on layaway to work on my impulsive shopping problem. I had picked up some shoes and wound up leaving them right there. I walked out the store with a smile on my face. If you seen my closet you would have been proud too. I only got one pair of shoes this weekend. After I picked up my clothes I went on home to get ready to go to "G and Pocketbooks" house. I showered and packed a bag. In the midst of doing this I was having some serious pain in my jaw. I have been dealing with dental issues and this was not a good feeling. I jumped in the car and started on my way and actually had to pull over because the pain was so intense. I managed to get to the house and was begging for drugs to get some relief. Pocketbook hadn't fixed my dinner and she told me to come back next week and it would be ready. So I had to fix my own and I fussed at her the whole time. After chucking down 2 650mg Tylenol I was feeling really good. I forgot about my pain and was ready to rock. About 2 hours later I was feeling a little sleepy so I sat down, before I knew it, I was sucked into that spot on every one's sofa that defies gravity. Around 2 or 3 I managed to get up the steps and fall onto Pocketbook's Princess Bed. It wasn't my pillow top but I was whipped.
Saturday...early to rise and late to bed. We were up and preparing for the onslaught of guests. G was having a housewarming cook out. And warm house it was. Once the folks got there all the air that was in the house was sucked out. Kids and people everywhere. Sissy and I did the smart thing and grab chairs and sat on the deck. It was actually cooler outside than inside. GQ45 was on the grill and he was making all kinds of creations. I sampled a few and we decided that we would add those to our ever growing cookbook. GQ45 is G's dad and my godfather. He is so protective of me and who I date. So I got the inquisition every time my cell phone rang. He was there Friday night when it rang around 11 and he wanted to know who was calling me so late and why I was giggling. WHATEVER!!
A couple of guys feel through the cookout that had the potential of putting in some work with me, but only because of looks. The first guy was very attractive, nice build, BALD and CHOCOLATY....yummy. But he immediately started being OVERLY helpful, getting in my way. So i took advantage and had him take all the trash (12 bags) from the back of the house to the front, empty the coolers and lock up the grill. Then he started talking about having 2 jobs and 2 kids and traveling. Yada, yada, yada, I got bored with him. Then he asked to be excused to go smoke a cigerette...yuck...he was off the list. He came back and said he was going to leave for the evening and that it was a pleasure to me me. I was like cool. Nice to meet you maybe I will see you before the summer is over...about 45 minutes later he comes back with a different shirt and standing around trying to be noticed. I talked to him casually for a few minutes. He goes in the house and comes barreling out with a small child in tow, apparently this little boy had been beating up some little girl, he makes the boy drop and do 25 push ups. I was totally turned off then, who knows what this nut job would make me do if I didn't do what he asked me. The other guy has been an acquaintance for years. But he is about 7 or more years younger than me. When he was in high school he would call me at work and just talk. We always exchange long hugs and neck nuzzles when we do see each other. Well this brother was seriously about to be violated on Saturday. I was sitting minding my business. I had taken a few sips of "Bubbles and Blue" and was a little relaxed. But very aware of my surroundings...and here he comes...looking sexy and smelling good. He runs his hands through my hair and tells me that it feels really soft. Since I am wearing it natural I don't trip because some water and my fingers would straighten out the damage. But the thing that bothered me the most is that men's fingers in my hair drives me over the edge. Sissy and G seen it happening and knew it would be trouble. He stopped and laughed, he said "I knew I should have gotten with you, I wouldn't have to put in much work for you." Little did he know that would begin his work. :) Anyway, after I regained my composure and said a prayer that he wouldn't return. He came back. This time the kitchen was full of people and I could not escape. He even went as far as sitting on my lap to pin me down. It was feeling soooooo good I had considered flipping that fella on the floor and riding into the sunset. But I didn't, I lost a contact because my eyes rolled in the back of my head. At one point a few people had taken out their cell phones and took pictures. After that I was done. I retreated to the recliner and pulled a blanket up on me and went to sleep. He came by before leaving and told me good night and how much he enjoyed our time together. Funny....
Sunday...I popped up around 5, I was still on the recliner and my mouth was DRY....I grabbed my stuff and asked G to turn off the alarm so I could go get ready for church. Now I don't care what time I get in, I am going to church if I am in town. I went and the message was wonderful. I left and went back to G's to help her clean up the rest of her stuff and grab some grub for later. I watched a few movies, or should I say they watched me. Around 10 ish, little sister came barreling in my room to tell me that her husband's car had blown up. I sat straight up in my bed, I was half in and out and needed some clarification, since she wasn't screaming or crying, I knew he wasn't in it. My dad took her to see what happened. Apparently he was getting ready to go in the building and he smelt smoke in the car, when he looked up he seen flames, he tried to grab some stuff before someone grabbed him and told him to get away. The only thing left are the tires. I will have to wait until I get home to actually see the car.
Monday...this office is crazy and so are the people. I am ready to slap someone and needed this time to blog to do something that didn't require me to think.
Thanks for spending the time.
Friday...I left work a little early to go pick up my clothes for my cruise. I had put things on layaway to work on my impulsive shopping problem. I had picked up some shoes and wound up leaving them right there. I walked out the store with a smile on my face. If you seen my closet you would have been proud too. I only got one pair of shoes this weekend. After I picked up my clothes I went on home to get ready to go to "G and Pocketbooks" house. I showered and packed a bag. In the midst of doing this I was having some serious pain in my jaw. I have been dealing with dental issues and this was not a good feeling. I jumped in the car and started on my way and actually had to pull over because the pain was so intense. I managed to get to the house and was begging for drugs to get some relief. Pocketbook hadn't fixed my dinner and she told me to come back next week and it would be ready. So I had to fix my own and I fussed at her the whole time. After chucking down 2 650mg Tylenol I was feeling really good. I forgot about my pain and was ready to rock. About 2 hours later I was feeling a little sleepy so I sat down, before I knew it, I was sucked into that spot on every one's sofa that defies gravity. Around 2 or 3 I managed to get up the steps and fall onto Pocketbook's Princess Bed. It wasn't my pillow top but I was whipped.
Saturday...early to rise and late to bed. We were up and preparing for the onslaught of guests. G was having a housewarming cook out. And warm house it was. Once the folks got there all the air that was in the house was sucked out. Kids and people everywhere. Sissy and I did the smart thing and grab chairs and sat on the deck. It was actually cooler outside than inside. GQ45 was on the grill and he was making all kinds of creations. I sampled a few and we decided that we would add those to our ever growing cookbook. GQ45 is G's dad and my godfather. He is so protective of me and who I date. So I got the inquisition every time my cell phone rang. He was there Friday night when it rang around 11 and he wanted to know who was calling me so late and why I was giggling. WHATEVER!!
A couple of guys feel through the cookout that had the potential of putting in some work with me, but only because of looks. The first guy was very attractive, nice build, BALD and CHOCOLATY....yummy. But he immediately started being OVERLY helpful, getting in my way. So i took advantage and had him take all the trash (12 bags) from the back of the house to the front, empty the coolers and lock up the grill. Then he started talking about having 2 jobs and 2 kids and traveling. Yada, yada, yada, I got bored with him. Then he asked to be excused to go smoke a cigerette...yuck...he was off the list. He came back and said he was going to leave for the evening and that it was a pleasure to me me. I was like cool. Nice to meet you maybe I will see you before the summer is over...about 45 minutes later he comes back with a different shirt and standing around trying to be noticed. I talked to him casually for a few minutes. He goes in the house and comes barreling out with a small child in tow, apparently this little boy had been beating up some little girl, he makes the boy drop and do 25 push ups. I was totally turned off then, who knows what this nut job would make me do if I didn't do what he asked me. The other guy has been an acquaintance for years. But he is about 7 or more years younger than me. When he was in high school he would call me at work and just talk. We always exchange long hugs and neck nuzzles when we do see each other. Well this brother was seriously about to be violated on Saturday. I was sitting minding my business. I had taken a few sips of "Bubbles and Blue" and was a little relaxed. But very aware of my surroundings...and here he comes...looking sexy and smelling good. He runs his hands through my hair and tells me that it feels really soft. Since I am wearing it natural I don't trip because some water and my fingers would straighten out the damage. But the thing that bothered me the most is that men's fingers in my hair drives me over the edge. Sissy and G seen it happening and knew it would be trouble. He stopped and laughed, he said "I knew I should have gotten with you, I wouldn't have to put in much work for you." Little did he know that would begin his work. :) Anyway, after I regained my composure and said a prayer that he wouldn't return. He came back. This time the kitchen was full of people and I could not escape. He even went as far as sitting on my lap to pin me down. It was feeling soooooo good I had considered flipping that fella on the floor and riding into the sunset. But I didn't, I lost a contact because my eyes rolled in the back of my head. At one point a few people had taken out their cell phones and took pictures. After that I was done. I retreated to the recliner and pulled a blanket up on me and went to sleep. He came by before leaving and told me good night and how much he enjoyed our time together. Funny....
Sunday...I popped up around 5, I was still on the recliner and my mouth was DRY....I grabbed my stuff and asked G to turn off the alarm so I could go get ready for church. Now I don't care what time I get in, I am going to church if I am in town. I went and the message was wonderful. I left and went back to G's to help her clean up the rest of her stuff and grab some grub for later. I watched a few movies, or should I say they watched me. Around 10 ish, little sister came barreling in my room to tell me that her husband's car had blown up. I sat straight up in my bed, I was half in and out and needed some clarification, since she wasn't screaming or crying, I knew he wasn't in it. My dad took her to see what happened. Apparently he was getting ready to go in the building and he smelt smoke in the car, when he looked up he seen flames, he tried to grab some stuff before someone grabbed him and told him to get away. The only thing left are the tires. I will have to wait until I get home to actually see the car.
Monday...this office is crazy and so are the people. I am ready to slap someone and needed this time to blog to do something that didn't require me to think.
Thanks for spending the time.
Friday, June 29, 2007
It's Friday...Finally...
Good Friday to all of those that stop by. I am so glad this week is coming to an end. I left here around noon yesterday cause I was feeling really yucky. I can't tell if it was a summer cold or allergies, whatever it is/was it made me want to just crawl in the bed.
Something is starting to annoy me. I am working with someone and they are really about to make me slap the s*** out of them. They know EVERYTHING. But in actuality they don't. I am thinking I made a big mistake when I asked for their help. Now don't get me wrong, they probably do have some institutional knowledge on subjects but they always want to play hard ball and wind up sticking their foot in their mouth and I want to put mine up their behind. Okay...enough of that.
It's Friday and my plans for the weekend are to have some fun with my sister and my baby girl G. G...has been through the last year. In the midst of all her struggles she has managed to stay on track with what she wanted in life. She is having a house warming this weekend and she and her baby girl "Pocket Book" have invited me to spend the night to get the party started early. "Pocket Book" called me Sunday in the midst of my sleep stupor and asked me to come over on Friday, she said she was going to cook for me, Chicken Nuggets and Crispy French Fries with lots of ketchup. For the last I don't know how many years I have been the protector of my baby girl "G". She is so special, a hard worker and a all around classy girl. I am so proud of her and her accomplishments. Most people get to where she is in life and act stuck up. She is very humble and keeps it real.
Well, I am going to wrap this thing up. I am hoping that I will get back with this before the weekend is out.
Holla.
Something is starting to annoy me. I am working with someone and they are really about to make me slap the s*** out of them. They know EVERYTHING. But in actuality they don't. I am thinking I made a big mistake when I asked for their help. Now don't get me wrong, they probably do have some institutional knowledge on subjects but they always want to play hard ball and wind up sticking their foot in their mouth and I want to put mine up their behind. Okay...enough of that.
It's Friday and my plans for the weekend are to have some fun with my sister and my baby girl G. G...has been through the last year. In the midst of all her struggles she has managed to stay on track with what she wanted in life. She is having a house warming this weekend and she and her baby girl "Pocket Book" have invited me to spend the night to get the party started early. "Pocket Book" called me Sunday in the midst of my sleep stupor and asked me to come over on Friday, she said she was going to cook for me, Chicken Nuggets and Crispy French Fries with lots of ketchup. For the last I don't know how many years I have been the protector of my baby girl "G". She is so special, a hard worker and a all around classy girl. I am so proud of her and her accomplishments. Most people get to where she is in life and act stuck up. She is very humble and keeps it real.
Well, I am going to wrap this thing up. I am hoping that I will get back with this before the weekend is out.
Holla.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Good Morning Sunshine...
What a HOOOOOOTTTTT morning...the hotter it gets the more I want to stay home and not have to put all these clothes on.
I want to say that I may not have the body of Beyonce, but I certainly don't have the body of Aretha Franklin (no disrespect the sista can blow). But I am mindful of what I put on when it is hot. I am working on some of the areas that need to be tightened so what is comfortable for some is not comfortable for me. There are waaaaaayyyyy too many people letting the belly jiggle and think that it's sexy. That mess hurts after a while. Especially when you have a lot of it. I have shedded a bit of it in the last few months. I haven't gotten on the scale. My sign is what I put on. I am not looking for a number. I am looking for a feeling.
So with the sun shining bright this morning, I had to pick the coolest outfit that I could find without being under dressed for work. I grabbed some cute strappy sandals and made sure my feet were properly moisturized...okay, let me hit that subject for a second...if you must wear sandals, please, please, please make sure that your feet are NOT jacked up. For a long time I kept my feet inside of shoes until I got over my ticklish feet problem and had the lady go to work on my feet. Now I might not be able to plop down money every other week to get them worked on but I do make sure that I keep them looking special, especially since folks are always checking out my shoes. Here is a tip: When you get out of the shower, put some type of moisturizer (Vaseline, Shea butter, Crisco, whatever) on your feet, then put some socks on your feet for while you are getting dressed and even for your commute to work. By the time you put your good sandals on your feet are looking good and feeling wonderful. Okay...great...
Anyway, things seem to be looking up at work. My boss is making progress and stirring up the waters. Let's see what the weeks end brings.
Gotta skate..
I want to say that I may not have the body of Beyonce, but I certainly don't have the body of Aretha Franklin (no disrespect the sista can blow). But I am mindful of what I put on when it is hot. I am working on some of the areas that need to be tightened so what is comfortable for some is not comfortable for me. There are waaaaaayyyyy too many people letting the belly jiggle and think that it's sexy. That mess hurts after a while. Especially when you have a lot of it. I have shedded a bit of it in the last few months. I haven't gotten on the scale. My sign is what I put on. I am not looking for a number. I am looking for a feeling.
So with the sun shining bright this morning, I had to pick the coolest outfit that I could find without being under dressed for work. I grabbed some cute strappy sandals and made sure my feet were properly moisturized...okay, let me hit that subject for a second...if you must wear sandals, please, please, please make sure that your feet are NOT jacked up. For a long time I kept my feet inside of shoes until I got over my ticklish feet problem and had the lady go to work on my feet. Now I might not be able to plop down money every other week to get them worked on but I do make sure that I keep them looking special, especially since folks are always checking out my shoes. Here is a tip: When you get out of the shower, put some type of moisturizer (Vaseline, Shea butter, Crisco, whatever) on your feet, then put some socks on your feet for while you are getting dressed and even for your commute to work. By the time you put your good sandals on your feet are looking good and feeling wonderful. Okay...great...
Anyway, things seem to be looking up at work. My boss is making progress and stirring up the waters. Let's see what the weeks end brings.
Gotta skate..
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
THE TONGUE ...
A Simple thought to share...
THE TONGUE CAN BE YOUR WORST ENEMY!
Your words, your dreams, and your thoughts have power to create conditions in your life.
Your words, your dreams, and your thoughts have power to create conditions in your life.
What you speak about, you can bring about.
If you keep saying you can't stand your job, you might lose your job.
If you keep saying you can't stand your body, your body can become sick.
If you keep saying you can't stand your car, your car could be stolen or just stop operating.
If you keep saying you're broke, guess what? You'll always be broke.
If you keep saying you can't trust a man or trust a woman, you will always find someone in your life to hurt and betray you.
If you keep saying you can't find a job, you will remain unemployed.
If you keep saying you can't find someone to love you or believe in you; your very thought will attract more experiences to confirm your beliefs.
If you keep talking about a divorce or break up in a relationship, then you might end up with it.
Turn your thoughts and conversations around to be more positive and power packed with faith, hope, love and action.
Don't be afraid to believe that you can have what you want and deserve.
Watch your Thoughts, they become words.
Watch your words, they become actions.
Watch your actions, they become habits.
Watch your Habits, they become character.
Watch your Character, for it becomes your Destiny.
The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settle for.
Thought I would share this with you.
In the search for me, I discovered truth.
In the search for truth, I discovered love.
In the search for love, I discovered GOD.
And in God, I have found everything.
Be Blessed.
Watch how your circumstances and situations begin to change when you change the way you speak.
One Week Later...
My apologies for the delay...Belgium was wonderful. I ate too much bread.
After leaving the Chateau, I checked into the Hilton, more to my American hotel standards except the TV thing. Trying to find something in English was a slight challenge. Note to self: Take some DVD's next time to watch on the laptop. I visited 3 other hotels while I was in the country. The Crowne Plaza was a dump. The Conrad was AWESOME, but was sooo far out of our price range, two words, TEAK FLOORS...when I walked in I knew I would be dreaming. The Renaissance Hotel was great, very high class. They had the best rated security in the country. While doing my tour the guy pointed out the European Union Headquarters campus which was in walking distance. I was expecting something different but it was very nice.
I return to work on the 25th and by around 12 noon I was done. I was ready to leave. I wasn't feeling this place and was glad that I got a "vacation". I sent my boss a two sentence email stating my corporate displeasure and followed it with a call that said I wouldn't be performing any work for the rest of the day. He understood and told me to take the rest of the day to collect my thoughts. Now I know you may be wondering what transpired, and believe me I am going to share. I will start as close to the beginning as possible without completely boring you.
I have worked myself into a frenzy for the majority of the time that I have been with this company. And have just about broke my back whenever someone asked me to do something. Because I have been taught to represent myself well, I make sure that my work speaks for itself. I do my best to do my best. For the umpteenth time since my employment here a pissy little email comes out announcing promotions. And once again, who's name is NOT on this email...the same group of folks get put on this freaking list and if anyone checked the workload that I carry I should have made the list at least 2 years ago. My boss sent a very detailed email to the principles of the company basically asking them WTF. He called me and stated that he would be making a formal request and would be pushing for a promotion. I am totally not annoyed with my boss. He is wonderful, and that is not a joke. He stands by me and supports me with everything that I do. It is the folks above him that show preferential treatment. It's annoying.
Anyway...My mantra for today...Today Is A New Day Forget About The Drama From Yesterday Frustration Don't Pay So Cast All The Negative Things Away See Everything Got Lighter After I Prayed And I Said God Just Go Ahead And Do Yo Thang Cause I'm Not The Same Woman I Was Yesterday, Hey Now Feel Real Good Today This Is The Day That The Lord Has Made Hey Now Put A Smile On My Face And Know That Everythings Gonna Be Okay Hey Now Gotta Sing My Song Keep It, Hey Now
After leaving the Chateau, I checked into the Hilton, more to my American hotel standards except the TV thing. Trying to find something in English was a slight challenge. Note to self: Take some DVD's next time to watch on the laptop. I visited 3 other hotels while I was in the country. The Crowne Plaza was a dump. The Conrad was AWESOME, but was sooo far out of our price range, two words, TEAK FLOORS...when I walked in I knew I would be dreaming. The Renaissance Hotel was great, very high class. They had the best rated security in the country. While doing my tour the guy pointed out the European Union Headquarters campus which was in walking distance. I was expecting something different but it was very nice.
I return to work on the 25th and by around 12 noon I was done. I was ready to leave. I wasn't feeling this place and was glad that I got a "vacation". I sent my boss a two sentence email stating my corporate displeasure and followed it with a call that said I wouldn't be performing any work for the rest of the day. He understood and told me to take the rest of the day to collect my thoughts. Now I know you may be wondering what transpired, and believe me I am going to share. I will start as close to the beginning as possible without completely boring you.
I have worked myself into a frenzy for the majority of the time that I have been with this company. And have just about broke my back whenever someone asked me to do something. Because I have been taught to represent myself well, I make sure that my work speaks for itself. I do my best to do my best. For the umpteenth time since my employment here a pissy little email comes out announcing promotions. And once again, who's name is NOT on this email...the same group of folks get put on this freaking list and if anyone checked the workload that I carry I should have made the list at least 2 years ago. My boss sent a very detailed email to the principles of the company basically asking them WTF. He called me and stated that he would be making a formal request and would be pushing for a promotion. I am totally not annoyed with my boss. He is wonderful, and that is not a joke. He stands by me and supports me with everything that I do. It is the folks above him that show preferential treatment. It's annoying.
Anyway...My mantra for today...Today Is A New Day Forget About The Drama From Yesterday Frustration Don't Pay So Cast All The Negative Things Away See Everything Got Lighter After I Prayed And I Said God Just Go Ahead And Do Yo Thang Cause I'm Not The Same Woman I Was Yesterday, Hey Now Feel Real Good Today This Is The Day That The Lord Has Made Hey Now Put A Smile On My Face And Know That Everythings Gonna Be Okay Hey Now Gotta Sing My Song Keep It, Hey Now
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Bon Jour
I am able to do the darn thing...I had to buy a Wi-Fi Access card. It has taken me about 30 mintues to get the darn thing to work.
I arrived safely in Belgium. The darn google thing is in another language so I have to remember what the links mean so I can do this right.
My flight was okay. I got a window seat. There was some JERK in front of me that put his seat back immediately so my tray table was really close. I wanted to slap him on his bald head. The guy that was in the middle seat had some type of handicap and needed an aisle seat but the guy on the aisle had a handicap too...it was his belly. He wasn't going to work on the middle seat. Middle seat guy found a seat next to his wife on the otherside of the plane and it game aisle seat guy and I some space.
I pulled out my iPod and started to tune out everyone. I dozed off but I knew I was smelling food. I had almost missed the cart and would have been hungry. I have been eating a little meat this week. I had chicken on the plane. But you know airplane portions are the correct size to eat so I wasn't completely stuffed.
I am in my room working on my report. Nickelodeon in French is strange. SpongeBob and Jimmy Neutron are a trip. Good thing I seen these episodes.
I am waiting for some from IT to contact me about making my flash drive work. They have so many administrative rights on this stupid laptop that it is pissing me off.
I will load pictures when I can get them in the right place.
Toodles.
I arrived safely in Belgium. The darn google thing is in another language so I have to remember what the links mean so I can do this right.
My flight was okay. I got a window seat. There was some JERK in front of me that put his seat back immediately so my tray table was really close. I wanted to slap him on his bald head. The guy that was in the middle seat had some type of handicap and needed an aisle seat but the guy on the aisle had a handicap too...it was his belly. He wasn't going to work on the middle seat. Middle seat guy found a seat next to his wife on the otherside of the plane and it game aisle seat guy and I some space.
I pulled out my iPod and started to tune out everyone. I dozed off but I knew I was smelling food. I had almost missed the cart and would have been hungry. I have been eating a little meat this week. I had chicken on the plane. But you know airplane portions are the correct size to eat so I wasn't completely stuffed.
I am in my room working on my report. Nickelodeon in French is strange. SpongeBob and Jimmy Neutron are a trip. Good thing I seen these episodes.
I am waiting for some from IT to contact me about making my flash drive work. They have so many administrative rights on this stupid laptop that it is pissing me off.
I will load pictures when I can get them in the right place.
Toodles.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Trying to play catch up...
Whew...I just checked and see that I missed several days. My bad...I I have been extremely busy.
It is Sunday morning and I am at Willow Valley resort in Lancaster, PA. We are on our annual Father's Day trip. Disney is next year.
Friday on our way here we ran into a slight snag...we got to close to the Harbor Tunnel and were stuck in traffic. We seen a Police Helicopter buzzing around but thought it may have been an accident. So my sister and brother in law were just talking and waiting out the traffic. I was in the driver seat and brother was in the front. We decided we better call mom and dad and tell them to take McHenry tunnel. What happens next tripped us out. Brother looked over to the right and seen this guy coming out of the drain pipe. We were shocked, he started walking up toward the road and was looking really scared. I checked to make sure my doors were locked, and made sure not to make direct eye contact. This fella started testing door handles of those looking forward and not paying attention to him walking up to his car. He was covered with mud and sewage. He got to the car directly in front of us and got in the front seat with the driver. He looked and him and from the movement the driver was telling him it would be best that he got out of the car. This escapee clearly didn't have a weapon otherwise he could have been dangerous. So he got out and started looking for another victim, still avoiding eye contact he tried a van, a car with a woman alone and then he got in the car right next to us. I immediately grabbed my cell phone. It was clear this was the reason traffic was held up. Sister was on the look out for where his next move would be. He sat in the car next to us for about 2 minutes trying to convince the driver to let him stay. This was getting weird. 911 answered and I gave them our mile marker location and described the guy and the car he was currently in. Sister starts screaming in the back I thought he was heading for out car. Apparently the car he got in was some type of police or special agent he flashed a badge and a gun and the guy jumped out and was back on the side running. Everyone in our immediate area were on their cell phones trying to report what was going on. The helicopter and several cars caught up with him and eventually put him in the truck. I was relieved.
Note to everyone...LOCK YOUR DOORS. This could have been a really bad situation.
Anyway, the rest of the weekend has run pretty smoothly. We did dinner Friday night at the hotel buffet, all meals are included here. I was competing with my nephew so I didn't get a chance to really eat. Saturday I did have a good breakfast with my dad. There was a men's conference at this resort and my dad was asking if I seen anything I was interested in, he was going to be my set up man. UGH...he makes me sound desperate. Saturday afternoon we took the kids to Dutch Wonderland...that was my first time, I think, maybe I went when I was little but I really don't remember. We rode a few rides and I ate a huge funnel cake. My stomach was hurting really bad. Sister poured a cup of ice down my back and I was slightly annoyed, I was glad it was hot otherwise I probably would have returned the "favor".
We were scheduled to have game night Saturday night but Big Sister and I fell asleep and "Sibs with Kids" had family time at the pool. Mom and Dad were knocked out as well.
I have been up since 5 this morning, I had to take my weekend clothes out of my suitcase and get ready for my trip to Belgium. I showered and took a walk. Popped my earphones in my ears and found some good Sunday inspirational music to listen to. I sat and watched the ducks do their thing and walked around the pond. I watched the kitchen staff scurry around to set up for the brunch. I leave here at 11 to get on the train.
I have my laptop and if I can get on line I will be updating you about my trip.
If I don't get to it, have a wonderful week and I will catch you when I get back.
It is Sunday morning and I am at Willow Valley resort in Lancaster, PA. We are on our annual Father's Day trip. Disney is next year.
Friday on our way here we ran into a slight snag...we got to close to the Harbor Tunnel and were stuck in traffic. We seen a Police Helicopter buzzing around but thought it may have been an accident. So my sister and brother in law were just talking and waiting out the traffic. I was in the driver seat and brother was in the front. We decided we better call mom and dad and tell them to take McHenry tunnel. What happens next tripped us out. Brother looked over to the right and seen this guy coming out of the drain pipe. We were shocked, he started walking up toward the road and was looking really scared. I checked to make sure my doors were locked, and made sure not to make direct eye contact. This fella started testing door handles of those looking forward and not paying attention to him walking up to his car. He was covered with mud and sewage. He got to the car directly in front of us and got in the front seat with the driver. He looked and him and from the movement the driver was telling him it would be best that he got out of the car. This escapee clearly didn't have a weapon otherwise he could have been dangerous. So he got out and started looking for another victim, still avoiding eye contact he tried a van, a car with a woman alone and then he got in the car right next to us. I immediately grabbed my cell phone. It was clear this was the reason traffic was held up. Sister was on the look out for where his next move would be. He sat in the car next to us for about 2 minutes trying to convince the driver to let him stay. This was getting weird. 911 answered and I gave them our mile marker location and described the guy and the car he was currently in. Sister starts screaming in the back I thought he was heading for out car. Apparently the car he got in was some type of police or special agent he flashed a badge and a gun and the guy jumped out and was back on the side running. Everyone in our immediate area were on their cell phones trying to report what was going on. The helicopter and several cars caught up with him and eventually put him in the truck. I was relieved.
Note to everyone...LOCK YOUR DOORS. This could have been a really bad situation.
Anyway, the rest of the weekend has run pretty smoothly. We did dinner Friday night at the hotel buffet, all meals are included here. I was competing with my nephew so I didn't get a chance to really eat. Saturday I did have a good breakfast with my dad. There was a men's conference at this resort and my dad was asking if I seen anything I was interested in, he was going to be my set up man. UGH...he makes me sound desperate. Saturday afternoon we took the kids to Dutch Wonderland...that was my first time, I think, maybe I went when I was little but I really don't remember. We rode a few rides and I ate a huge funnel cake. My stomach was hurting really bad. Sister poured a cup of ice down my back and I was slightly annoyed, I was glad it was hot otherwise I probably would have returned the "favor".
We were scheduled to have game night Saturday night but Big Sister and I fell asleep and "Sibs with Kids" had family time at the pool. Mom and Dad were knocked out as well.
I have been up since 5 this morning, I had to take my weekend clothes out of my suitcase and get ready for my trip to Belgium. I showered and took a walk. Popped my earphones in my ears and found some good Sunday inspirational music to listen to. I sat and watched the ducks do their thing and walked around the pond. I watched the kitchen staff scurry around to set up for the brunch. I leave here at 11 to get on the train.
I have my laptop and if I can get on line I will be updating you about my trip.
If I don't get to it, have a wonderful week and I will catch you when I get back.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Missed a beat...
Yesterday I was seriously scrambled to confirm my reservations at hotels and get my schedule together for those that need to know where I will be.
I was asked some ignorant a** questions by staff like:
I was asked some ignorant a** questions by staff like:
- why are you flying coach? HELLO, THE GOVERNMENT IS PAYING
- why not fly first class? HELLO, AGAIN THE GOVERNMENT IS PAYING
- why is the per diem so much? HAVE YOU EVER CHECKED THE EXCHANGE RATE OF THE EURO
- are you scared to go by yourself? HAVE YOU EVER READ MY RESUME, I HAVE DONE THIS BEFORE
- where is Belgium? WHAT GRADE DID YOU GET IN GEOGRAPHY, GOOGLE IT FOR CRYING OUT LOUD
Don't get me wrong, I am grateful for the opportunity to travel but it just doesn't come at a very convenient time for me.
Anyway, there was a bit of a buzz around the office yesterday and folks were getting so out of had. It is going to make some ladies take a good look at themselves in the morning before they walk out of the house. If you know what you are wearing is going to "raise" the attention of every male and some females that you walk past, you might want to change it unless you are going to the club. The workplace has become slack on dress codes and some people take business casual to the extreme. I know some days I may be a little off point but I try not to do it too often. I may not have the body of a aerobics instructor but I can turn a head or two. You don't have to be rail thin to make men pay attention.
That's enough for now. I have to go tie up some loose ends around this place.
Later.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Fast Track this week...PLEASE...
The weekend was painful...I had to get a root canal on Saturday. The 3rd in 3 months. UGH...my teeth are shot on one side. I grind my teeth and forget to put my guard in at night.
I decided that I was going to lay off meet for a few weeks. I am going to take the veggie alternative when I can. It is a little difficult when you leave with meat eaters. That will be changing for me soon.
I don't remember if I told you about a class project that we have. We have to track all our expenses for 30 days. So, Saturday I went to the grocery store to stock up for lunch and dinner for the week. As I rounded the corner, I seen one of my classmates, she had a cart full of stuff. It was so funny because we immediately start justifying our purchases to each other. She was telling me her husband doesn't eat leftovers so she always has to buy a lot of stuff. I brought just enough stuff for this week. I know I need to eat smaller portions and more frequently. I loaded my lunch bag with fruit, salad and some vegetarian turkey salad (it's an acquired taste made with soy).
My teeth are really getting on my nerves, I am having a really hard time chewing on my left side. I could slap both my dentist and endodontist (sp). They have made a killing off of me. What do we have health insurance for if I have to pay out of pocket for everything. UGH!!!
Anyway, I have to finish scheduling appointments for next weeks trip to Belgium and need to see what bills need to be paid.
Talk to you guys later.
I decided that I was going to lay off meet for a few weeks. I am going to take the veggie alternative when I can. It is a little difficult when you leave with meat eaters. That will be changing for me soon.
I don't remember if I told you about a class project that we have. We have to track all our expenses for 30 days. So, Saturday I went to the grocery store to stock up for lunch and dinner for the week. As I rounded the corner, I seen one of my classmates, she had a cart full of stuff. It was so funny because we immediately start justifying our purchases to each other. She was telling me her husband doesn't eat leftovers so she always has to buy a lot of stuff. I brought just enough stuff for this week. I know I need to eat smaller portions and more frequently. I loaded my lunch bag with fruit, salad and some vegetarian turkey salad (it's an acquired taste made with soy).
My teeth are really getting on my nerves, I am having a really hard time chewing on my left side. I could slap both my dentist and endodontist (sp). They have made a killing off of me. What do we have health insurance for if I have to pay out of pocket for everything. UGH!!!
Anyway, I have to finish scheduling appointments for next weeks trip to Belgium and need to see what bills need to be paid.
Talk to you guys later.
Friday, June 8, 2007
Trying to Chill on this Oppresively Hot Day!!!
UGH!!! When I get up in the morning I do not like to hear my air kicking on. It was going to be one of those days. I had to rethink what I was wearing today. I wanted to wear a tank and some shorts but my body is not there and the office ain't ready for that gear. It was one of those days that you want to just lay in the bed with the ceiling fan on high, with a cool drink in one hand and the remote in the other.
My nephew is here with me today. My sister works on the other side of the suite and she had a meeting so I am baby sitting. He has been entertaining the ladies around her with his mega watt gums showing. He finally took his nosy behind to sleep. I had to close the door so they would stop coming in here. Folks have been in my office that NEVER come in here to speak to me but want to touch my baby boy. Uh, No..I need you to step out.
I have firmed up my reservations for my trip to Belgium. I am going to have a good time. I have been talking to the Sales Managers at the hotels and they are going to make sure they suck up to me really good. I may splurge and get a massage at the Chateau one day. Not sure if I am going to get to blog while I am gone but I am going to try.
No major plans for the weekend. Just doing laundry and trying to get my stuff together to get out of here. I don't need to take much. I promised myself I wasn't going to over pack.
Have a good weekend...stay cool. Summer is coming with a vengeance.
My nephew is here with me today. My sister works on the other side of the suite and she had a meeting so I am baby sitting. He has been entertaining the ladies around her with his mega watt gums showing. He finally took his nosy behind to sleep. I had to close the door so they would stop coming in here. Folks have been in my office that NEVER come in here to speak to me but want to touch my baby boy. Uh, No..I need you to step out.
I have firmed up my reservations for my trip to Belgium. I am going to have a good time. I have been talking to the Sales Managers at the hotels and they are going to make sure they suck up to me really good. I may splurge and get a massage at the Chateau one day. Not sure if I am going to get to blog while I am gone but I am going to try.
No major plans for the weekend. Just doing laundry and trying to get my stuff together to get out of here. I don't need to take much. I promised myself I wasn't going to over pack.
Have a good weekend...stay cool. Summer is coming with a vengeance.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Soulmates or Playmates?
A good friend sent me this today...it really made me think about this whole relationship thing. I am not currently in a relationship but as I begin to prepare myself for "something new" I need to take all of this into consideration...thanks friend...I hope that you find it somewhat interesting.
Soulmates or Playmates?
In our quest for happiness we must be sure that we don't settle for a Playmate when God has a Soul mate waiting for us. Sometimes this is a hard distinction to make. Playmates are tricky. They are so much fun to be with that even the smartest of us will be fooled into thinking this has to be our Soul mate. Worse yet too many of us attempt to make a Soul mate out of a Playmate.
The danger of this is that later, after years of playing we will meet our Soul mate, but it may be too late. We may have already made a Life mate of our Playmate and created life-long bonds (emotional, children, etc.). Or we may have been hurt from playing so hard that we are in no shape ourselves to be anyone's anything. How can we distinguish between the One, and just another one? First, we must be open with ourselves about who we really are and what our soul yearns for. Only you and God know what is truly in your heart and mind.
Only you know what will make you truly happy and whole. In order to find your Soul mate you have to know you, first. You must be willing to listen to that inner voice. And is that voice telling you that the nerdy person you enjoy talking and sharing your thoughts with, could be him? What about that friend who is always willing to go the extra mile for you when no one else will.
Oh no! He's too short or too tall, balding or too hairy,and on and on? Just too ordinary looking for me!
Then there's that girl who makes you feel so special when you're around her, but she doesn't match that ideal you have conjured in your head. She's too tall, not slender enough, not light or dark enough, not shapely enough, not attractive enough, and on and on. She just couldn't be for me! So what if he or she doesn't look like Shemar Moore or Vivica Fox. Is he or she going to treat you like the jewel that you are?
Not only that, his or her soul and yours will commune in ways you never imagined possible! In order to heed that voice, we have to put on the back burner our own superficial thinking. Could it be that your inner desire is for a truly genuine person with a good heart? If you enjoy playing, stay on the playground. There are plenty of Playmates out there to occupy your time.
But don't spend too much time playing or you may play your life away. Eventually the playing loses it appeal and your soul begins to crave a deeper, more meaningful connection. Your soul begins to crave your Soul mate.
WOW...that was good...
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
New Adventure
Last night I began taking classes for the Maryland Homebuyers program. I want to become a homeowner. I was feeling a little leery when I first got there because I wasn't sure if it was a scam. My thoughts changed as the presentation went on. I have 3 more days that I need to go so I should be feeling really good by the 14th, the last day of class.
I am in the process of making my travel arrangements for my trip over the big pond. I am trying to find some really nice hotels to visit to help our client make the decision. Here are my choices so far: The Hilton, The Conrad, Chateau de Limelette. My first choice is The Conrad, second the Chateau and Hilton last. We will see how it pans out. Let me know what you think.
My boss was still out today, he really is sick. He is going to the doctor, if he doesn't have a note when he comes in here tomorrow I am going to official write him up.
This trip is a lot closer than I thought. I can't blog anymore right now I gotta make some arrangements. Unfortunately everyone is gone overseas so I have to send emails now and follow up in the morning.
TTFN.
I am in the process of making my travel arrangements for my trip over the big pond. I am trying to find some really nice hotels to visit to help our client make the decision. Here are my choices so far: The Hilton, The Conrad, Chateau de Limelette. My first choice is The Conrad, second the Chateau and Hilton last. We will see how it pans out. Let me know what you think.
My boss was still out today, he really is sick. He is going to the doctor, if he doesn't have a note when he comes in here tomorrow I am going to official write him up.
This trip is a lot closer than I thought. I can't blog anymore right now I gotta make some arrangements. Unfortunately everyone is gone overseas so I have to send emails now and follow up in the morning.
TTFN.
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Wow....I have been busy....
Today is Tuesday...I think....My boss was out yesterday. He is developing a pattern, I think I am going to write him up. He goes on vacation for a week and then he gets "sick" so he needs an additional day or two off. He calls me coughing and sniffling saying he caught a cold. Likely story. He partied to much and needs some days to recoup. :)
I just got off of a conference call, I am going to Brussels, Belgium in a few days for a week. I have mixed emotions. I am leaving on Father's Day. Every year I have gone somewhere in the middle of our Father's Day trips. One trip I caught only dinner the first night with all my family, I was up at the crack of dawn to fly to San Francisco for a meeting. The next year I was flying in from Atlanta to meet my family for our trip. Last year I had no interruptions but I was in Disney for a week, I got sick on the plane and actually passed out for about 5 minutes. That was scary. So I am trying to get them to fly me from where I am so that I don't miss the time with my dad. I live with my dad but he looks forward to spending the time away with his children and grandchildren.
I was very close to catching an assault charge this morning. I had to go in the bathroom and pray and ask for forgiveness for the evil thoughts that I was thinking. I actually yelled at someone that came in my office and put them out. I locked my door and wouldn't even look up when people kept stopping to look in the window to see if I was okay. I had to ask the companies policy for bailing employees out of jail for assault charges if the person deserved it. I was told that if it is in reason and that I had justifiable cause they would help me out. I felt good about that and will be storing that information in my memory bank.
Gotta skate. I have another conference call in a few minutes. I need to call my boss and prep him.
I just got off of a conference call, I am going to Brussels, Belgium in a few days for a week. I have mixed emotions. I am leaving on Father's Day. Every year I have gone somewhere in the middle of our Father's Day trips. One trip I caught only dinner the first night with all my family, I was up at the crack of dawn to fly to San Francisco for a meeting. The next year I was flying in from Atlanta to meet my family for our trip. Last year I had no interruptions but I was in Disney for a week, I got sick on the plane and actually passed out for about 5 minutes. That was scary. So I am trying to get them to fly me from where I am so that I don't miss the time with my dad. I live with my dad but he looks forward to spending the time away with his children and grandchildren.
I was very close to catching an assault charge this morning. I had to go in the bathroom and pray and ask for forgiveness for the evil thoughts that I was thinking. I actually yelled at someone that came in my office and put them out. I locked my door and wouldn't even look up when people kept stopping to look in the window to see if I was okay. I had to ask the companies policy for bailing employees out of jail for assault charges if the person deserved it. I was told that if it is in reason and that I had justifiable cause they would help me out. I felt good about that and will be storing that information in my memory bank.
Gotta skate. I have another conference call in a few minutes. I need to call my boss and prep him.
Sunday, June 3, 2007
No Different today...
By the way, I did get up and go to church this morning. And as usual, I had a wonderful time. I am encouraged to go through this week. I started reading a new book Dream Walker.
I have some goals to accomplish before the end of the year. I am about to "Walk It Out" my dreams will be a reality before my next birthday.
I have some goals to accomplish before the end of the year. I am about to "Walk It Out" my dreams will be a reality before my next birthday.
OUCH!!!! But in a good way....
It has taken me this long to get myself together...I did the "Race for the Cure" yesterday morning...And I am sooooo proud of myself.
I was up EARLY to get to my rides house. She is a stickler for being on time :). I got there and I was PUMPED.
Let me start by saying I had to really psyche myself up major. I went Friday and purchased and iPod...only about 4o years late. My mother had one and I didn't. I knew I was behind the times. Anyway, I loaded it up with some of my favorite stuff and was ready to conquer those 3 miles.
After getting to near our designated location me and Quiet Riot got snagged by a TV report to ask us about our participation. We chatted and then went live. She caught us off guard by asking about the amount of money we raised...we were looking STUPID but recovered nicely. After our 2 minutes of fame we tried to locate the rest of our team. NO LUCK!!! They were lost among the millions of people that were out there. Question: What is the use of having a cell phone if you are not going to answer it? We did locate a few smart people that had their phones on. Around 8:15 we took off walking. TM, Quiet Riot, and Queenie are in much better shape than I am. They actually go to the gym. I do my thing. We I was determined not to let them leave me or call me a slacker. I turned on my iPod and got myself together. It was easy starting out. Just like trying to find the perfect pair of shoes in the mall. I was on a mission. I was going around people. Putting on my mental turn signal and going around folks. We were calling out signals. To the Left, To the Right, Sidewalk...Excuse me, Sorry, were the words that kept coming out of my mouth. Step, Step, Quick Step, Step, Quick Step, Side Step, Take a Sip, Keep breathing, You can do it. And then it happened...I hit the wall...I thought for a moment...get to the nearest subway and tell the crew you will meet them at the end. And then I looked at the Pink Shirts passing me...Women that had survived and were walking. I looked at their determination, children, husbands, fathers, brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles...everyone on a mission....I sucked up some water and kept it moving...I felt Quiet Riot or Queenie pushing me in my back. I honestly started to turn around and slap them but I knew that would be in appropriate. We passed the 2 mile mark. It was pretty much down hill then. I picked up my pace, put on a good song (Not Peabo Bryson, thank you Quiet Riot) and got to moving...the ladies turned around to see where I was and I was turning around looking at them looking for me. In my mind I was cracking up. But my legs were telling me to stop. Almost to the finish and I see TM and Quiet Riot start running. We have about 1/2 mile to go. So I start a quick jog. We finished and took some photos and I literally wanted to scream out for my completion. I was thankful to God for giving me the determination to do that thing.
We are going to train to run next year. Gotta find a trainer, not a Nazi but an encourager.
I was up EARLY to get to my rides house. She is a stickler for being on time :). I got there and I was PUMPED.
Let me start by saying I had to really psyche myself up major. I went Friday and purchased and iPod...only about 4o years late. My mother had one and I didn't. I knew I was behind the times. Anyway, I loaded it up with some of my favorite stuff and was ready to conquer those 3 miles.
After getting to near our designated location me and Quiet Riot got snagged by a TV report to ask us about our participation. We chatted and then went live. She caught us off guard by asking about the amount of money we raised...we were looking STUPID but recovered nicely. After our 2 minutes of fame we tried to locate the rest of our team. NO LUCK!!! They were lost among the millions of people that were out there. Question: What is the use of having a cell phone if you are not going to answer it? We did locate a few smart people that had their phones on. Around 8:15 we took off walking. TM, Quiet Riot, and Queenie are in much better shape than I am. They actually go to the gym. I do my thing. We I was determined not to let them leave me or call me a slacker. I turned on my iPod and got myself together. It was easy starting out. Just like trying to find the perfect pair of shoes in the mall. I was on a mission. I was going around people. Putting on my mental turn signal and going around folks. We were calling out signals. To the Left, To the Right, Sidewalk...Excuse me, Sorry, were the words that kept coming out of my mouth. Step, Step, Quick Step, Step, Quick Step, Side Step, Take a Sip, Keep breathing, You can do it. And then it happened...I hit the wall...I thought for a moment...get to the nearest subway and tell the crew you will meet them at the end. And then I looked at the Pink Shirts passing me...Women that had survived and were walking. I looked at their determination, children, husbands, fathers, brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles...everyone on a mission....I sucked up some water and kept it moving...I felt Quiet Riot or Queenie pushing me in my back. I honestly started to turn around and slap them but I knew that would be in appropriate. We passed the 2 mile mark. It was pretty much down hill then. I picked up my pace, put on a good song (Not Peabo Bryson, thank you Quiet Riot) and got to moving...the ladies turned around to see where I was and I was turning around looking at them looking for me. In my mind I was cracking up. But my legs were telling me to stop. Almost to the finish and I see TM and Quiet Riot start running. We have about 1/2 mile to go. So I start a quick jog. We finished and took some photos and I literally wanted to scream out for my completion. I was thankful to God for giving me the determination to do that thing.
We are going to train to run next year. Gotta find a trainer, not a Nazi but an encourager.
Friday, June 1, 2007
Real Quick...Former Carpooler...
Let me say something real quick...my former carpooler and I did not fall out. Just in case anyone knows both of us. We had a schedule conflict. She is in school (YEAH, I am so happy for her) and she goes to the gym. She really helped me out when I was having some transportation issues. We were a benefit to each other, she had the wheels and I had the parking pass.
We still talk. We had some GREAT conversations and venting sessions. Sometimes we would have to see who had the juiciest news to share on the way home. We plotted and schemed and really encouraged each other during our morning commutes.
Now let her tell it, I drive like a grandma. And I would say that she drives like Danika Patrick (the NASCAR girl). But we never had an accident and got to where we needed to go.
Love you girl...just in case you are reading this. ;)
We still talk. We had some GREAT conversations and venting sessions. Sometimes we would have to see who had the juiciest news to share on the way home. We plotted and schemed and really encouraged each other during our morning commutes.
Now let her tell it, I drive like a grandma. And I would say that she drives like Danika Patrick (the NASCAR girl). But we never had an accident and got to where we needed to go.
Love you girl...just in case you are reading this. ;)
It's HOOOOOTTTTT!!!!
Good morning...it's hot outside. And folks are taking Nelly seriously they are taking off ALL DA CLOTHES!!! I am begging them to put them back on.
I am trying my best to stay cool today. I am listening to Steve Harvey Freedom Friday...they are playing Michael Jackson, I feel like getting up and dancing. I got one move, two steps, side to side with an occasional dip. It is never played out. Old School dancing.
I went and did a little shopping last night. Glad to say that I am feeling more comfortable in my clothes. I am not "dieting", I am monitoring what I eat and it helps. I haven't eaten red meat or pork in about 7 years but I love bread and potatoes and occasionally have been known to go crazy on some junk food. My former carpooler used to bake and she always had something good. I would get to be the sampler and I wasn't turning anything down.
Oh NO!!! Brickhouse is on...man if I keep "monitoring" folks won't be able to stand me. I will never sit down. Give me a second gotta snap my fingers and sing along. 36-24-36 oh what a winning hand...I'm a brick house...I am stacked ain't holding nothing back...get it girl....
Okay I am back. I started keeping a food journal a few years ago to see what was triggering my weight gain and the sweets had it as well as the evil soda monster...I was a PEPSI drinker major. I had them in the car, in my bed room, in my desk drawer. And not the cans, I was drinking the big bottles...ice cold with the moisture beads running down the side....Ah...memories. Back to the journal. If you have never done it, it will help you find out what your major strengths and weaknesses are. I also noticed that I hadn't been drinking nearly enough water...the Pepsi was making me think I had enough fluid. Now I can't get enough of water and natural juices...watch that sugar intake though.
Tomorrow is Race For the Cure...I am looking forward to being amongst so many strong women, survivors and those that are in the battle. Those that are doing it in memory of a loved one. It is an honor to do this.
I am sure that tomorrow I will be trying to get my legs to function and may not be able to blog about the race but I will get to it Sunday. So if you read me...catch me on Sunday.
Smoochies...
I am trying my best to stay cool today. I am listening to Steve Harvey Freedom Friday...they are playing Michael Jackson, I feel like getting up and dancing. I got one move, two steps, side to side with an occasional dip. It is never played out. Old School dancing.
I went and did a little shopping last night. Glad to say that I am feeling more comfortable in my clothes. I am not "dieting", I am monitoring what I eat and it helps. I haven't eaten red meat or pork in about 7 years but I love bread and potatoes and occasionally have been known to go crazy on some junk food. My former carpooler used to bake and she always had something good. I would get to be the sampler and I wasn't turning anything down.
Oh NO!!! Brickhouse is on...man if I keep "monitoring" folks won't be able to stand me. I will never sit down. Give me a second gotta snap my fingers and sing along. 36-24-36 oh what a winning hand...I'm a brick house...I am stacked ain't holding nothing back...get it girl....
Okay I am back. I started keeping a food journal a few years ago to see what was triggering my weight gain and the sweets had it as well as the evil soda monster...I was a PEPSI drinker major. I had them in the car, in my bed room, in my desk drawer. And not the cans, I was drinking the big bottles...ice cold with the moisture beads running down the side....Ah...memories. Back to the journal. If you have never done it, it will help you find out what your major strengths and weaknesses are. I also noticed that I hadn't been drinking nearly enough water...the Pepsi was making me think I had enough fluid. Now I can't get enough of water and natural juices...watch that sugar intake though.
Tomorrow is Race For the Cure...I am looking forward to being amongst so many strong women, survivors and those that are in the battle. Those that are doing it in memory of a loved one. It is an honor to do this.
I am sure that tomorrow I will be trying to get my legs to function and may not be able to blog about the race but I will get to it Sunday. So if you read me...catch me on Sunday.
Smoochies...
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Day late...but not a dollar short...
Yesterday was a mixed emotions day for me. I was shutting down my computer and my sister asked me did I blog? I told her know that I would handle it in the morning. At least I know she is reading.
Yesterday was the anniversary of the death of a very good friend. We dated for 3 years and even after breaking up remained very good friends. I was doing okay when I got ready for work and on the way to work. And then I got a call from his dad. We talk frequently so it wasn't as if I didn't know the call was coming. I just wasn't sure when. Let me start from the beginning...
Me and Phat Boy had dated for 3 years, as I stated before. Not long after breaking up his family started having a series of tragedies. His mother had gotten severely ill and was in ICU for a few days, she went home but got progressively worse. I got a call one September morning that she had died at home. Phat Boy had no sisters and his parents had included me as a daughter even after our breaking up. I stepped in and provided assistance with the services, doing programs, arranging the repast even helping her be removed from the home by the funeral director. UGH....that was painful.
About 8 months later, I was returning from a very wonderful retreat in Myrtle Beach when I got a call from "Dad" saying that they had to take Phat Boy to the hospital and that he wasn't doing well at all. I told him okay and that I would stop by after I went to church the following day. While I was in church they called me to tell me Phat Boy had gone into cardiac arrest and I needed to get to the hospital. When I got there he was just laying there, motionless, I squeezed his hand and got no response. It was really scary. What was even scarier was that he was in the same ICU as his mom a few months ago. I spoke with the nurse and she remembered me from visiting his mom. She told me that he was not going to make it. And this time, I believed her. I cried, and I prayed and I tried to accept that he wasn't going to be the same person. I knew in my heart that Big Poppa would have wanted to leave because if he was to live his quality of life would have been one that he would not have wanted. I had severely mixed emotions. I went home that evening and began to prepare myself for "the call". I slept lightly, around 6 the next morning I was sure that everything was okay because I had a crazy dream about him. In the dream he was ripping the tubes out of his arms and sitting up and saying that he was okay. About 30 minutes later I got "the call" that he had died around 6, so he really was okay.
The days following his death were too long, I went through the motions, helping his dad who had just lost his wife 8 months before. I was like a robot just doing things and not thinking about it. Calling friends and telling them what happened. Going over the story over and over. Then a very good friend called me, he really encouraged my heart. He told me that he never realized how quickly we take friendships for granted. We assume that because we are "young" that we would be here forever. It really helped me to make it through one of the most difficult days in my life. Because Big Poppa had not dated after our break up there was no one fighting me to get attention. Not that I wanted it. I just did what I knew had to be done. I was there for him. When the time came to say my final good bye it finally hit me. As the funeral director assisted me I felt such as sense of calm going through my body. I talked to him as I was covering him up and told him that I forgave him for not knowing how to love me as much as I wanted to be loved. And that I didn't blame him because I didn't tell him how I wanted to be loved.
2 years have passed, I spent many of days at the cemetery just talking. He was my sounding board, he would just listen, not judge, just listen. It would help me.
I thank you all for giving me a minute to share what I just did. I often talk about it, and the more that I share the more it helps me.
Talk to you guys later.
Yesterday was the anniversary of the death of a very good friend. We dated for 3 years and even after breaking up remained very good friends. I was doing okay when I got ready for work and on the way to work. And then I got a call from his dad. We talk frequently so it wasn't as if I didn't know the call was coming. I just wasn't sure when. Let me start from the beginning...
Me and Phat Boy had dated for 3 years, as I stated before. Not long after breaking up his family started having a series of tragedies. His mother had gotten severely ill and was in ICU for a few days, she went home but got progressively worse. I got a call one September morning that she had died at home. Phat Boy had no sisters and his parents had included me as a daughter even after our breaking up. I stepped in and provided assistance with the services, doing programs, arranging the repast even helping her be removed from the home by the funeral director. UGH....that was painful.
About 8 months later, I was returning from a very wonderful retreat in Myrtle Beach when I got a call from "Dad" saying that they had to take Phat Boy to the hospital and that he wasn't doing well at all. I told him okay and that I would stop by after I went to church the following day. While I was in church they called me to tell me Phat Boy had gone into cardiac arrest and I needed to get to the hospital. When I got there he was just laying there, motionless, I squeezed his hand and got no response. It was really scary. What was even scarier was that he was in the same ICU as his mom a few months ago. I spoke with the nurse and she remembered me from visiting his mom. She told me that he was not going to make it. And this time, I believed her. I cried, and I prayed and I tried to accept that he wasn't going to be the same person. I knew in my heart that Big Poppa would have wanted to leave because if he was to live his quality of life would have been one that he would not have wanted. I had severely mixed emotions. I went home that evening and began to prepare myself for "the call". I slept lightly, around 6 the next morning I was sure that everything was okay because I had a crazy dream about him. In the dream he was ripping the tubes out of his arms and sitting up and saying that he was okay. About 30 minutes later I got "the call" that he had died around 6, so he really was okay.
The days following his death were too long, I went through the motions, helping his dad who had just lost his wife 8 months before. I was like a robot just doing things and not thinking about it. Calling friends and telling them what happened. Going over the story over and over. Then a very good friend called me, he really encouraged my heart. He told me that he never realized how quickly we take friendships for granted. We assume that because we are "young" that we would be here forever. It really helped me to make it through one of the most difficult days in my life. Because Big Poppa had not dated after our break up there was no one fighting me to get attention. Not that I wanted it. I just did what I knew had to be done. I was there for him. When the time came to say my final good bye it finally hit me. As the funeral director assisted me I felt such as sense of calm going through my body. I talked to him as I was covering him up and told him that I forgave him for not knowing how to love me as much as I wanted to be loved. And that I didn't blame him because I didn't tell him how I wanted to be loved.
2 years have passed, I spent many of days at the cemetery just talking. He was my sounding board, he would just listen, not judge, just listen. It would help me.
I thank you all for giving me a minute to share what I just did. I often talk about it, and the more that I share the more it helps me.
Talk to you guys later.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Day 1...done and over...
People keep walking past my office to see if my boss is here. I know they are going, they should just stop and ask. When they get to his office and see that it's dark they take the walk of shame back down the hall to my office. They should have stopped here first. That always give me a laugh on his first day out of the office. After today they will just keep coming to me and asking me if I can call him and ask him a question. I just say okay. I send him a list of questions and he responds to them when he gets a moment. My boss is the coolest. We have been working together for the last 7 years. We were only apart for about 14 months when he was on assignment in ATL. But we talked at least once a month than.
I reviewed a few proposals, worked on some budgets for proposal submission and then I took a much needed break and sat outside for about 45 mintues just enjoying a breath of fresh air. Some bothersome bugs kept landing on me and my book. That was a little annoying. But I didn't let them keep me from getting my air. This is convertible car day, top down and hair blowing in the wind.
We got our "Race for the Cure" t-shirts today. I am looking forward to doing the walk. This is my first. I haven't done any formal training but I have been doing loads of walking the last few weeks. Even though some of my co-workers have joined the gym, I am still getting my exercise in. I am not a gym type person, I enjoy my non-traditional workouts and my severe slacker moments. I did the personal trainer thing a few years ago, I almost killed him when he told me no potatoes and no rice. He would call my house at 5:15 AM to wake me up to meet him at the gym. A couple of times I thought I was getting over, he called and asked to speak to me, I would say she isn't in. He would tell me to get my lazy butt up before he came and dragged me out of the house. He never did but I was too scared to try him. One Saturday after skipping about a week I was at B.Smith's for brunch and I get a tap on my shoulder. It was him, I asked him if he was stalking me, he said no but he would be working me harder because I had a plate full of potatoes and waffels. After my 6 months I decided that our relationship must end and I did not renew my membership after the 1 year. I changed my schedule and went when I knew I wouldn't see him.
That was my day...I didn't drive today so I have about 3 minutes before my ride for the day is ready to roll. And she means business when it is time to go. My former ride would give me a grace period. She would change the time about 40 times before we left. HA HA...but I love her even though many mornings I was late...She loves me too. :)
Gotta go...
Have a good evening...
I reviewed a few proposals, worked on some budgets for proposal submission and then I took a much needed break and sat outside for about 45 mintues just enjoying a breath of fresh air. Some bothersome bugs kept landing on me and my book. That was a little annoying. But I didn't let them keep me from getting my air. This is convertible car day, top down and hair blowing in the wind.
We got our "Race for the Cure" t-shirts today. I am looking forward to doing the walk. This is my first. I haven't done any formal training but I have been doing loads of walking the last few weeks. Even though some of my co-workers have joined the gym, I am still getting my exercise in. I am not a gym type person, I enjoy my non-traditional workouts and my severe slacker moments. I did the personal trainer thing a few years ago, I almost killed him when he told me no potatoes and no rice. He would call my house at 5:15 AM to wake me up to meet him at the gym. A couple of times I thought I was getting over, he called and asked to speak to me, I would say she isn't in. He would tell me to get my lazy butt up before he came and dragged me out of the house. He never did but I was too scared to try him. One Saturday after skipping about a week I was at B.Smith's for brunch and I get a tap on my shoulder. It was him, I asked him if he was stalking me, he said no but he would be working me harder because I had a plate full of potatoes and waffels. After my 6 months I decided that our relationship must end and I did not renew my membership after the 1 year. I changed my schedule and went when I knew I wouldn't see him.
That was my day...I didn't drive today so I have about 3 minutes before my ride for the day is ready to roll. And she means business when it is time to go. My former ride would give me a grace period. She would change the time about 40 times before we left. HA HA...but I love her even though many mornings I was late...She loves me too. :)
Gotta go...
Have a good evening...
Okay...I missed a day...
Good Tuesday morning...I didn't get to the computer yesterday. I didn't get much done yesterday. I slept...I ate...I slept...I ate...and slept some more. Around 6 or so I got up to do some cleaning. My nieces and nephews left except 1 so there was syrup, Popsicle juice, Capri Sun juice everywhere. There were a lot of people in my house this weekend. I sacrificed my bed for my expecting sister-in-law. The sofa is comfortable when you are watching TV and fall asleep but when you intentionally sleep on it, it is the worst sleep ever.
I watched a couple of movies in between my naps, "Analyze This", "Over the Hedge", "Talladega Nights" and "Wedding Crashers". I had seen all of them before but I was just channel surfing . Talladega Nights was not on cable I was watching it in the kitchen while I was cleaning up.
Somewhere around 3:15 I was wide awake. I didn't get out of bed I just watched Nick at Nite. I didn't feel like changing the channel too much. Cable after hours is too crazy. Don't you dare fall asleep on an HBO or Cinemax movie, you are subject to wake up and see more skin than you do in the shower.
Anyway, I am at work. I am listening to "The Steve Harvey Morning Show" and trying to get going. My boss is on vacation so this is going to be an interesting week.
Talk to you guys before I leave for the day.
Holla.
I watched a couple of movies in between my naps, "Analyze This", "Over the Hedge", "Talladega Nights" and "Wedding Crashers". I had seen all of them before but I was just channel surfing . Talladega Nights was not on cable I was watching it in the kitchen while I was cleaning up.
Somewhere around 3:15 I was wide awake. I didn't get out of bed I just watched Nick at Nite. I didn't feel like changing the channel too much. Cable after hours is too crazy. Don't you dare fall asleep on an HBO or Cinemax movie, you are subject to wake up and see more skin than you do in the shower.
Anyway, I am at work. I am listening to "The Steve Harvey Morning Show" and trying to get going. My boss is on vacation so this is going to be an interesting week.
Talk to you guys before I leave for the day.
Holla.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Sunday....
Okay...yesterday I felt like I didn't get a lot accomplish but in actuality I did. I did some grocery shopping with my mom and made an attempt to readjust my massive shoe and clothes collection. I finally gave up and put on something cute and went out.
I spent Saturday afternoon and early evening mixing and mingling with some African American women business owners. Sharing stories and making friends. I munched on some creatively prepared food that was awesome.
This morning I went to church and had a wonderful time. I am grateful for my life, health and strength. I truly need my Sunday service to help me make it through Monday and Tuesday and when I can I go on Wednesday and Friday. I need to be grounded. Attending church helps me understand my place on this big earth. Some days it is much harder than others.
Anyway, all my nieces and nephews are here this weekend. That has been fun. Just seeing them makes me appreciate life even more. The have so much energy. I imagine my aunts said the same thing about me when I was there age. You can't tell me that my nieces and nephews are not the cutiest babies on this earth. Children are so innocent. Slightly off the subject but how on earth anyone can hurt a little child I will never know. Until they come to the knowledge of understanding their purpose on earth, they are so dependent on others doing for them. Okay I am done with that.
I am about to wrap this up for the day. Gotta get some stuff done around the house before I leave for the rest of the weekend. The kids leave their sticky fingers on everything...gotta do it before the ants come marching.
Have a good day. Holla.
I spent Saturday afternoon and early evening mixing and mingling with some African American women business owners. Sharing stories and making friends. I munched on some creatively prepared food that was awesome.
This morning I went to church and had a wonderful time. I am grateful for my life, health and strength. I truly need my Sunday service to help me make it through Monday and Tuesday and when I can I go on Wednesday and Friday. I need to be grounded. Attending church helps me understand my place on this big earth. Some days it is much harder than others.
Anyway, all my nieces and nephews are here this weekend. That has been fun. Just seeing them makes me appreciate life even more. The have so much energy. I imagine my aunts said the same thing about me when I was there age. You can't tell me that my nieces and nephews are not the cutiest babies on this earth. Children are so innocent. Slightly off the subject but how on earth anyone can hurt a little child I will never know. Until they come to the knowledge of understanding their purpose on earth, they are so dependent on others doing for them. Okay I am done with that.
I am about to wrap this up for the day. Gotta get some stuff done around the house before I leave for the rest of the weekend. The kids leave their sticky fingers on everything...gotta do it before the ants come marching.
Have a good day. Holla.
Friday, May 25, 2007
Friday before a Holiday....
UGH!!!! it is 4:43 pm on the Friday before the holdiay and this office is quiet...I am making folks really nervous. The last two days I have been cleaning my office and packing things away. Folks think I am about to quit. That's funny.
Let me explain how my office looks...any piece of paper that someone doesn't want to keep in their office they find a reason for me to have it. I can leave my office and have stuff put on my desk or chair and have absolutely NO need for it. I have spent two days filing, shredding and throwing stuff away.
Next week I tackle my bosses office while he is out of town. NO, I don't have to...but it is something to keep me busy while he is gone. I have work to do but may not feel like getting in the swing of work until Wednesday or Thursday next week. I will let you know.
I have no plans for the weekend..may blog...may not...this may be reserved for my quiet time before I leave for the day and sit in traffic.
Be safe you guys...thanks.
Let me explain how my office looks...any piece of paper that someone doesn't want to keep in their office they find a reason for me to have it. I can leave my office and have stuff put on my desk or chair and have absolutely NO need for it. I have spent two days filing, shredding and throwing stuff away.
Next week I tackle my bosses office while he is out of town. NO, I don't have to...but it is something to keep me busy while he is gone. I have work to do but may not feel like getting in the swing of work until Wednesday or Thursday next week. I will let you know.
I have no plans for the weekend..may blog...may not...this may be reserved for my quiet time before I leave for the day and sit in traffic.
Be safe you guys...thanks.
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