Monday, March 28, 2011

Last night I cried.....

My eyes saw
My ears heard
They sent a message to my spirit, that told my soul
It sent a jolt to my heart, that alerted my brain that it was ok

So I cried......

Why me question? When was the last time you cried with a purpose???

Why me? Why not???

Be blessed in all you do and say!!!!


Monday, March 21, 2011

Truth tellers

I have a very good gurlfriend (yes I know the word is misspelled), that has taught me a lot about being true to myself over the years. She has taken the time to know me, I mean everything about me and is not afraid to correct me when I am wrong and to tell me the truth, no matter what the outcome. That's her definition of a "truth teller". She believes that everyone should have one.

Her definition of truth teller is a true friend that no matter what tells you the truth. They tell you about a terrible outfit (very important), bad hair style, pissy attitude, even a booger in your nose (that everyone has seen), etc.... but most importantly they love you thru it all.

I have noticed that as we get older, our circle of friends began to decrease. I take this as we begin to understand we need more truth tellers and less fakes in our lives. We need to be surrounded by positive people that hold us up and keep us humble. People that take us for all that we all and don't mind keeping us in line. People that aren't so sensitive when we become their truth tellers.

Why me question? Have you realized that comments you make now to certain people are so sensitive to them, that a argument ensues??? Even over the simplest things???? When did that begin.

Over the past few weeks, I have been a truth teller to some of my good friends. They know me and know that I don't make comments to hurt their feelings, just answering questions that were asked of me honestly and openly. Where is the crime or harm in that??? Stop being so sensitive to matters that don't mean jack when it's comments supposedly made by a friend. It's much easier to just tell your truth teller how you feel and go from there. If you can't hear the truth from a friend, then maybe they aren't your friend. Revisit your definition of a friend.

I love and respect the truth tellers in my life. I have a thick skin and it's take a lot for me to be offended. Thank you for keeping it real. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Why me? Why not?


Monday, March 14, 2011

Weighing In

I have a love hate relationship with my scale. Ugh!!!! I can't stand him (hint, hint). Me and my co-workers decided to start losing weight the beginning of the year and pay a $1 for each pound gained. The pot is growing and growing, much like my

I walked on Saturday 5 miles at Stone Mountain park. Gained 2 pounds. Ridiculous. How do you exercise and gain weight??? It may have been the big breakfast before and after the walk, but I don't believe that. It's the scale in my bathroom. Each morning it taunts me and makes me get on, only to be disappointed with the numbers.

I have tried every diet known to woman and developed by man, and nothing works long term. This year is my 25th high school class reunion and I need to be at my finest when I meet my fellow classmates. My scale has other plans for me. We go back and forth like and old married couple, I try to lose the weight, he tells me I haven't lost a thang....again UGH!!!!

Some may say to just stay off the scale, but it's like my drug of choice. I need instant gratification after eating a healthy meal or exercising for at least 30 minutes. I know, that change doesn't come that quick, but tell that to my hips and thighs. I have also been told that muscle weighs more than fat....who the heck came up with that foolishness. Anywho, I can look like I weigh 1 lb to everyone, but if I get on the scale and it says I weigh 2 lbs, I will tend to believe the scale. Sad, scary, but true.

Help me!!! I need McDonald's to stop make the Filet o' fish and Lay's to stop making the plain potato chips ( I need a bag now) The potato like the scale is my friend and enemy!!!

As I am writing this, a co-worker just bought me a piece of cheesecake from The Cheesecake Factory: 30th Anniversary Chocolate Cheesecake to be exact. Gonna enough the heck out of it and think about the scale later.

Why me, why not??


Monday, March 7, 2011

Pet Peeve #2 Whining, Bi*ching, Moaning!!

Good Morning,

Why me folks question? Why do I always seem to attract people that feel I am their psychologist???

I have an associate that believes he is the end all to be all when it comes to intelligence, education and women. He has all the answers to the questions before you ask them. If your opinion or comment is different than his, you are wrong are basically uneducated on the issue. Know anyone like that??? I bet you can name a few.

Here's my pet peeve: Why do you have such big ideas of what you're going to do and always state how you're going to do them and how it's gonna benefit you in the long run, but (wait for it), you never do anything. You are a bunch of talk. (sound familiar). I can not stand someone like that, nor have any respect for what you are saying.

I truly believe that we all have a purpose and we are have expectations. When we don't act on them, is when we begin to lose our blessing that God has for us. Why talk, talk, talk and not do anything. Not one thing. Straight procrastinating.

Here's where the whining, bi*ching and moaning come in. You talk a great game, do nothing to act upon it, then whine, bi*ch, and moan when nothing goes your way. Let's give an example:

You have been saying you're gonna start your own business for the past 2 years, but have once to take the first step in getting your business started. Then have the nerve to whine and moan about how bad your job is and you can't wait when you don't have to work for anyone else. Really?????

You come to me talking about the job and what you're gonna do when you own your own business. I listen, then ask what are you waiting for?? You begin to run off a list of reasons (excuses in my opinion) as to why you haven't started. Uggghh!!!
Just do it already!!!!

Why me?? Why not??