- I was asked to do less work by my supervisor in order to balance the image of my colleagues.
- My response to this request led to my first pseudo marital disagreement.
- I dressed up for work for the first time in two years since I've been working from home.
- Later that evening I had on my dressed up dress with colorful socks and a hoodie...my son laughed at me.
- My son, Yums, changed his pediatric dentist.
- I loved his new dentist who wore Chucks and seemed like he smoked weed....{lol}
- My sister's kids caught the
Ebola virusstomach flu. - I don't plan on seeing them for a
month...week. - Anthropologie had a great sale this week.
- I bought nothing. {sucks}
- I probably should stop watching Real Housewives of Atlanta.
- Because after my issues at work this week I contemplated auditioning to be on the show.
- At least it was a pay week.
- I plan to indulge in Thai Food with my
measlyearnings. - I still haven't started my pilates video that I bought
twoone week ago. - This may decrease my chances of becoming America's Next Top Model..damn.
- My husband may have caught the
Ebola virusum. stomach flu. - I don't plan on seeing him for a
week..couple of hours. - I tried a new wine made in GA this week.
- I drank it
fourtimesonce this week. - Um...five times this week...
- I realized if I don't start saving more money for retirement I may have to work until I'm deceased.
- This may mean the opening of the first ever senior exotic entertainment center.
- My son didn't get in trouble all week.
- I guess I'll have to give him his allowance.
- I got along pretty well with my husband's cell phone.
- I'm sure this means I'm growing up.
- My husband and I practiced our dance moves for when we're out.
- He determined I had no moves and abandoned the idea.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder....right? Maybe the beholder needs to get their eyes checked or put on their contacts, renew their glasses prescription or put on some 3D glasses! See, many times the eyes of the beholder is from the face looking in the mirror. We are our worst critics. We look in the mirror and see everything that is a perceived flaw...that less than perfect skin...the bad hair day...teeth that could use some TLC...a little pouch here and little pouch there. We see it all magnified. Our self perceived flaws loom so large they overshadow the beauty that looks back at us when we're in the mirror.
We tend to compare ourselves mercilessly. This person may have the perfect body; it appears that they work out and can eat whatever they'd like. You look at yourself and wonder why it seems you've acquired more belly than boodie or why you gain a pound just thinking of something sweet. You may admire that someone who has flawless hair. You wonder how many hours they spent getting ready or what you'd need to do to acquire their perfection. You compare and you sigh...you compare and you judge yourself...you compare and allow the negative voices in your head to chatter incessantly...you compare and compare and compare until what's looking back at you is formless. You lose yourself wishing to be someone else.
I could go on about how the media has appeared to set the standard for beauty; after all they are responsible for making us think that in order to have a perfect life one must resemble...let's see...Halle Berry? Well it seems the beautiful Ms.Berry is human after all with broken relationships and failed marriages. some of the things that life experiences are made of; her life has not been perfect but she is counted as one of the most beautiful women in the world. The media's job is to perpetuate an inaccurate version of reality...We have to create our reality that is not based on what "we're told" through television shows, music videos or movies.
The prettiest girl of them all is any woman reading this article. Your beauty runs so much more than skin deep. Your allure isn't in the MAC makeup that you wear. Your sensuality isn't dependent on the size of your breasts or your behind..It's you. Simple as that.
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We tend to compare ourselves mercilessly. This person may have the perfect body; it appears that they work out and can eat whatever they'd like. You look at yourself and wonder why it seems you've acquired more belly than boodie or why you gain a pound just thinking of something sweet. You may admire that someone who has flawless hair. You wonder how many hours they spent getting ready or what you'd need to do to acquire their perfection. You compare and you sigh...you compare and you judge yourself...you compare and allow the negative voices in your head to chatter incessantly...you compare and compare and compare until what's looking back at you is formless. You lose yourself wishing to be someone else.
I could go on about how the media has appeared to set the standard for beauty; after all they are responsible for making us think that in order to have a perfect life one must resemble...let's see...Halle Berry? Well it seems the beautiful Ms.Berry is human after all with broken relationships and failed marriages. some of the things that life experiences are made of; her life has not been perfect but she is counted as one of the most beautiful women in the world. The media's job is to perpetuate an inaccurate version of reality...We have to create our reality that is not based on what "we're told" through television shows, music videos or movies.
The prettiest girl of them all is any woman reading this article. Your beauty runs so much more than skin deep. Your allure isn't in the MAC makeup that you wear. Your sensuality isn't dependent on the size of your breasts or your behind..It's you. Simple as that.
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I asked God for a daughter and he gave me Kemet. I'm grateful to her mother for allowing me to love her as if she were my own. I'm thankful for her mother for instilling in her the importance of school and reading and sports. Without her mother she wouldn't be the well rounded little girl that she is. Because of her mother she is still...a little girl. Not a grown ten year old...but a child still. Her mother has made loving her and caring for her when she's in our home so much easier. I'm so grateful for my little girl but I'm even more thankful for her mother being selfless enough to allow me to love her....
Jill Scott is by far one of the most profound female artists ever in my opinion. I had the opportunity to see her perform live a few years ago and I was convinced I would be a fan for life. Her melodies are compelling; her voice is inviting; her energy is magnetic! All I have to hear is her classic...Living my life like it's golden..and my day brightens up!
I pay homage to Jill Scott and the other fabulous women that are doing their thing! As women we wear many hats and have multi tasking responsibilities that only a CEO of a major company could understand. Because we are women we are powerful and strong! It takes 9 months for us to give birth to a civilization and we are the only ones that have been given that awesome responsibility. We are the ones that birth our future leaders and then groom them once they're born for their greatness.
Everything about being a woman is God's creativity manifested! Remember that today, no matter what you're doing or where you're going. Remember your profound greatness. Remember...you are woman...now hear me roar!
I pay homage to Jill Scott and the other fabulous women that are doing their thing! As women we wear many hats and have multi tasking responsibilities that only a CEO of a major company could understand. Because we are women we are powerful and strong! It takes 9 months for us to give birth to a civilization and we are the only ones that have been given that awesome responsibility. We are the ones that birth our future leaders and then groom them once they're born for their greatness.
Everything about being a woman is God's creativity manifested! Remember that today, no matter what you're doing or where you're going. Remember your profound greatness. Remember...you are woman...now hear me roar!
My father and I haven't always had the best relationship. I've challenged almost everything he's ever told me, in part because of my stubbornness; in part due to the obnoxiousness "special" middle child syndrome. But he's always meant well and it took me becoming a parent to truly grasp that. One of the many lessons he instilled in both me and my sisters was that....
Anything worthwhile doing, is worthwhile doing well.
And this mantra has taken me far. I haven't always made the best or the right decisions but I have learned to be a hard worker and have developed a strong work ethic that isn't based on the whims of my employer. Whatever I am doing I will give it my all.
My father has lived by this principal and as a result has been happily married for 40 years as well as recently retired after serving in the ministry for 40 years. He and my mother have retired to the Caribbean and are able to live comfortably because he worked hard; he saved hard....he lived his life in all aspects well.
I strive to emulate that. I won't apologize for my passion for the things that matter to me. I will continue to do the best in everything I do; I will pass on this lifestyle to my children and I will live it well.
Anything worthwhile doing, is worthwhile doing well.
And this mantra has taken me far. I haven't always made the best or the right decisions but I have learned to be a hard worker and have developed a strong work ethic that isn't based on the whims of my employer. Whatever I am doing I will give it my all.
My father has lived by this principal and as a result has been happily married for 40 years as well as recently retired after serving in the ministry for 40 years. He and my mother have retired to the Caribbean and are able to live comfortably because he worked hard; he saved hard....he lived his life in all aspects well.
I strive to emulate that. I won't apologize for my passion for the things that matter to me. I will continue to do the best in everything I do; I will pass on this lifestyle to my children and I will live it well.
Little things help when it's rainy out and in.
I probably shouldn't allow certain things to bother me so much but I guess it's because of my sensitive nature that I do.
Here are a few of my most treasured pick me ups...
I probably shouldn't allow certain things to bother me so much but I guess it's because of my sensitive nature that I do.
Here are a few of my most treasured pick me ups...
- Jill Scott...any Jill Scott
- Lavender essential oil
- Lemon/ginger Tea
- Musiq SoulChild - my favorite is his last album, onmyradio
- A hot steamy cup of coffee brewed strong
- Fresh flowers of any type
- Open windows for fresh air
- A red velvet cupcake
- Fred Hammond [i love gospel music]
- My husband. Always my husband.
- Nag champa Incense
- A clean home and uncluttered work environment
- Hearing my son say...hey mama [melts my heart every single time]
- A clear head
- A balanced perspective
- The ability to start over....
My husband knows that I get down in the dumps sometimes because of my boring attire at work. Because I work from home full time my daily wardrobe consists of sweats, tee shirts and socks. Sometimes I may jazz it up a bit and put on my "fancy" sweats but that's about as exciting as it gets! My hair is usually pulled back into a ponytail; I have on my librarian glasses and the only makeup I have on is some lip gloss. I look fair at best.
My husband knows that I LOVE dressing up though; he's aware of how much I love dresses and tights and pretty shirts and big earrings and my absolute obsession with mascara! But I only get to indulge in these things on the weekend. So today he suggested I choose one day a week where I get fully dressed. Dressed, as in makeup, a dress, my earrings...the entire shebang. I contemplated this and decided it was a great idea! It would be such a morale booster; it may make my work day a bit more interesting and give me the extra boost while completing my assignments.
So this is one of the reasons I love this man and married him. He pays attention to my needs, whims and desires. He observes me and understands what will make me tick; what will put a smile on my face and what keeps me happy. He doesn't just observe though he acts on his observations. I couldn't have been more blessed if I won the lottery. He is my prize each and every day and for this I am so grateful....
My husband knows that I LOVE dressing up though; he's aware of how much I love dresses and tights and pretty shirts and big earrings and my absolute obsession with mascara! But I only get to indulge in these things on the weekend. So today he suggested I choose one day a week where I get fully dressed. Dressed, as in makeup, a dress, my earrings...the entire shebang. I contemplated this and decided it was a great idea! It would be such a morale booster; it may make my work day a bit more interesting and give me the extra boost while completing my assignments.
