Spring Cleaned!!!

Officially, my house has been Spring Cleaned!!! I personally can say that having my house in order, having everything all pretty and clean and purified puts my mind and soul at rest. I almost can't wait to get home and "play house" every night after work or school when I know my house is all pretty and perfect. Considering the relatively large tornado I tend to be, most might be surprised by this. After all, I can function just fine with my house in chaos: even when there is barely an inch of exposed space on the ground/counters/general surfaces, I can still tell you 99.9% accurately exactly where everything is. Seriously.

And although it may seem that I am most happy in my little sty, quite frankly I prefer everything sparkling and orderly (please, never tell my mother about this post: likewise, I will remove the blog link from my email's to her so she never accidentally falls into this information!! :-p). And now that my fridge and freezer are full to the brim (I went grocery shopping like grown folk: meat store, west indian food store, general grocery store--best value for your buck is what I was all about :-D!!) and my house is all clean, laundry all folded and put away, office all organized, I feel like a whole new me!

And not only do I feel brand new and all re energized from the state of my house, my new workout regimen has my feeling so much younger and much more attractive. I really feel like things are coming together for me. So much so, I'm starting to think about the future. When I feel things all together like this, it really makes me want to be married, have my own little house and little family to take care of. Well, maybe that's moving a little TOO fast, but it would be really nice to have a co-habitator.

I'm about to make pork chops, and it would be so awesome to have a live-in hubby to share all of this glory with. *Sigh*--all things in their time though. I'm not stressing, of course---you know me, little Ms. Independent would probably get sick of a co-hubby in 2.5 seconds...although seriously over the past year or so I am beginning to wonder how true that is anymore. Meh. We shall see.

Anyway, it seems as though there is some type of spring flu/cold going around lately, as a lot of people I know have been sick (and not that I infected ALL of them mind you--most of 'em I haven't seen in quite a while!! :-p). So if you happen to be one of those unlucky ones struck with this spring virus, I say get well soon, drink lots of OJ and water, and take advil--for some reason it's working better at fighting the fever that comes with this bug. And if you're not, avoid it like the plague, it sucks!!

Anywho, I'm off for now. Hope everyone enjoys the last precious few hours of their weekend and that their Monday kicks their week off to a great start

Cheers

Take some accountability

Before I start I just wanted to say that I think I've figured out why I end up not posting after a while: (and please don't laugh or start looking for blonde roots :-p) it's hard to remember to save your thoughts and opinions for your blog, or to remember half of your thoughts or feelings or opinions about things on command when you have an available moment to document your thought processes. I will go into this in more depth later, this isn't the topic of discussion, I just felt like saying it, is all.

Anywho, so I am so sick and tired of this North American Society. Seriously. Like WTF is wrong with a society when it teaches everyone that they are not responsible for themselves, that there is always someone else to blame at the very least, and that after taking absolutely no accountability for our decisions and actions that we are allowed to bitch and moan profusely about the "unfairness" of our condition. Like, Seriously? (And let me just say that this isn't even CLOSE to my only problem with this society, just happens to be the thing grinding my gears at the moment).

Sorry, I'm not explicitly trying to be offensive, but if I offend you then maybe you are one of these people who needs to stop being a pseudo victim and start being empowered.

But yeah, for example, fat people. If you are fat and happy, more power to you. Seriously. It's not the best thing for your health, but if you can live your life and be happy with yourself, I ain't mad at ya. But what I can't stand are these frickin people who cover everything they eat in mayo, "don't eat alot" but forget to count half of their impromptu snacking sessions, eat things that are like 100 calories per piece (chicken wings, in case anyone didn't know, are crazy crazy calories), drown themselves in fruit juices, go out for drinks every weekend, 2L bottle of pop every week, and never work out except for their one "workout" of about 15 minutes where they do some half-asses crunches, and yet have the nerve to be upset and confused as to why that they are fat.

And they aren't the worst. Seriously, they're just irritating. It's the ones like that dumb ass in the US who sued McDonald's for making her kid fat. Like, seriously? Take some frigging accountability people. Put the shitty food down and make a healthy decision. Instead of watching the Biggest Loser TV show, do the Biggest Loser workout. Don't cry that you can never find any of the pretty stuff in your size and buy yourself a target outfit in a size that the store actually carries and then moderate what you eat and exercise til you fit into it. Don't want to do any of this? Wanna glower at the skinny ones and say "she's so lucky she's thin, why aren't my genetics like hers, i hate her"? Grow the $%#@ up people. Seriously. Put up or shut up.

And it's not just with fat people that you come into contact with these whiny individuals. Like I said, it seems as though North America is breeding this new helpless generation on purpose. And they're like this about everything. I use the weight thing only because it's the easiest example to illustrate my point. Like, seriously, I gained a lot of weight in 2004 very quickly (I went from 145ish to 210 pounds). I was ballooning way too quickly, so I figured it out and started monitoring my portion sizes (I don't diet, as anyone who knows me knows...I like tasty food, and i like eating what I want when I want).

I stopped ballooning, didn't lose anything. Did some mild working out, lost a bit, not much. I knew I wasn't willing to work for it though so I just shut my mouth about it. It was nobody's fault but my own, so how dare I bother them with it. I lost a lot of weight dramatically when I was working at Ricki's last summer (6 dress sizes, 6 weeks...I know, I have no idea how it happened...I went from 185-190 to 155...LOVE it!!). But yeah, I was still monitoring portion control, and I put my all in anything I do, plus I started being more regularly active, walking more places than driving if possible etc.

The point is that even a year later, not working there, having not worked out at all until maybe a couple months ago (until ZUMBA blessed my life :-D) and managed not to get huge. Why? Because I take accountability for myself, what I eat and drink and my level of activity. I don't wanna get fat, gotta do what I need to do. Much like I want a super sexy bikini bod by my birthday (August 2) instead of hating the "genetically gifted" I have put myself on a 4-5 day a week hardcore workout program to get to my goal. Because I take accountability. Some people should try it.

I could go on and on and on and on about this. I can't stand it, it drives me beyond bonkers. Seriously. But enough ranting for now. (its been a while since my last "philosophical rant", hope you enjoyed)

Have a great weekend y'all

Cheers

LOL!!!

I swear, on such a good track and then WHAM!! Life hits me, and suddenly its been over a month since I've posted anything...even a measly You Tube video!! I know, so sad! The whole Naked With Socks On blog had me all hyped up, and then as usual I lost track. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that I noticed a friend of mine had started a blog today, I probably still wouldn't have posted! :-p...I swear though, this time (unlike all the other times I claim such a thing) it is SO not my fault!! :-p

Since we all know I am a shameless promoter of others, I would like to take the time to offer you a link to my friend, current inspiration for finally posting again, Eric's blog The Life & Times. He's new so only has a few posts up, and I apologize if I am wrong here Eric, but from what I have seen so far (and from what I know of you) this blog will be more political-based commentary, giving your personal views on politically driven issues (if I am wrong please correct me and I will retract and correct in my next blog ;-)).

For those of you who know me, politics is SOO not my thing, although I do have opinions about...ummm...stuff. Probably politic-stuff too, although if its phrased in political terms I am most likely to turn my brain off after word two. Not intentionally, mind you...not sure what it is, or when it started happening. Anywho, those of you who know me also know I am the kind of person who will follow my friends blog anyway and try my best to put an entertaining spin to it in my mind....

You know whats interesting about this train of thought? Is, that to have a conversation with, say Eric, who will have the exact same viewpoints and a similar way of delivering those viewpoints whether in written or in verbal form, I can be entirely enraptured in the conversation, having a "political debate" with an actual position I am supporting with actual real-life facts. Hmmm...maybe its because I am able while in conversation to temper the tone slightly so that it becomes less like a news report and more like a lively discussion. Hmmmmmmm...I am going to have to think this one out a bit. I keep having these random tidbits of thought cross my mind and I have to sit down and make sense of it all in my head...sigh...for another post then.

Anyway, life is good, except I've been dying from the flu. I started working at an Insurance company as a summer student. I know what you're thinking, I'm just a mail/filing clerk..but no, I'm part of sales and service administration and I have a lot of responsibility. Actually, I am doing really well (so it seems) and although they don't normally rehire summer students, if your boss really likes you they can extend your contract and make you part time during the winter and full time in the summers. Hopefully that will be me. The jobs pretty good, my team is really nice, and the pays really good for a casual summer job.

Fingers crossed.

Ok, I feel I have expunged my guilt of not blogging for a while. I will try and keep it up, but, as usually, you just never know with me ;-)

Cheers

Karaoke...and NOT being a doormat (or Mattress)

So, this weekend wasn't the most exciting, definitely not the least. But one thing I determined is that sometimes enjoyment can come in the smallest of packages. I mean, I love karaoke, love Shooters, love the company at Shooters (otherwise why would I ever return? :-p) so of course I would love karaoke at Shooters. But, I don't know, something about the vibe there this past Saturday was so..refreshing. I had such a blast, but nothing really exciting happened. I guess every once in a while you just luck out and all the cards fall perfectly in to place, and you get 4 aces when you're playing with a bunch of pros. (lol, on second thought not sure if that really applies perfectly, but oh well. You get the point :-p)

So one of the conversations I had that day was with a 19 year old young woman. Within this conversation she told me that she was having an issue with men, because she is selective, and she won't "give it up" easily. But she finds that whenever she does, he inevitably leaves her. I don't know. As an individual I never really experienced the whole boy angst, where I was worried that maybe one would leave me if I give up too much/too little, etc etc. I always had the opinion that A) Just because I am dating you doesn't mean I have some obligation to go X amount of bases with you, B) Anyone with that opinion is a sleazebag and isn't worth my time, and C)That if the "only way" I can get you to be faithful/open/fall in love/commit (insert pretty much anything desirable, really) is by rounding X amount of bases with you, then clearly you have no real desire to do those things anyway and probably won't even if I do give you what you want.

She somewhat understood these concepts, of course everyone kind of does, although for some reason I find that most women I have encountered have fallen into these reasoning traps on more than one occasion (I thought about it, by the way. I fell into said traps twice in my life, before I turned 16, and I learned nice and fast that I don't wanna but some dumb chick whom everyone thinks is a slut because I have mistakenly rounded too many bases too many times with too many people all to please a boy who couldn't care less about my virtue--or his own. And God forbid I have to sit there and give myself excuses about why my "count" is so high, and I can't come up with even half of that number whom I didn't regret).

I think one thing she didn't understand was my internal reasoning methods for why I am able to avoid these things. Or, rather, not that she didn't understand as much as she seemed to be hearing a new concept. What I told her, quite simply, was that if you wanted to "give it up" to a man (whether what you're giving is 1st base or a home run) it should only be based on your own personal desires and feelings, entirely independent of his. As in, for example, if you end up doing the do with someone, it should be because you truly want to because you desire the do, because you are attracted enough to him that you have been desiring the do, and because whether he disappears from your life or not shortly thereafter you won't regret it because you didn't do it for him, you did it for yourself and your own selfish reasons.

Now this philosophy has been working very well for me. The guys who are interested in me only for my body, I discard if the feeling isn't mutual. The guys who whisper pretty little things, or try in any way to coerce me into anything on any level, are again thrown away (why would I allow him to even contemplate the idea that he had had any influence on whether I had partaken in anything sexually whatsoever?? Ummm...no). The rest, I filter somewhat like this: if I am interested in you on level A then you will remain on level A until I decide otherwise. If you have a problem with that, there is the door. I am not going to sleep with you just because you "really care about me". Lots of people do, and quite frankly I don't have daddy issues...I know I don't have to be your personal doormat to attain someone's love somewhere. If you have an issue with this, again, there is the door.

And quite frankly, if you are such a sex addict that you can't keep it in your pants if I won't "give it up" then you probably won't keep it in your pants even if I do. If this thought even crosses my mind, I won't give you the option of staying or leaving, cause I'll be long gone. I'm not slutty and I'm not a cheater, and I don't particularly find the idea appetizing of being with someone who is (actually the idea makes me throw up in my mouth a little, but yeah). That being said, if I am really feeling you and I feel like sharing anything with you, and I have determined you're decent enough folk for me to do such a thing, then I will (don't get me wrong I don't take anything sexually lightly...I am very selective, always have been, thanks to my mother who has always convinced me that I was a gift and any man who didn't realize that didn't deserve to be within 50 feet of me...and she lived that life too, and her example showed me that she wasn't full of it..thanks Mom :-D...its about empowerment...being loose doesn't empower you, it just shows men that they should treat us like mattresses if we so fully want to act like them).

I mean, am I so abnormal? Is it weird that I have such a philosophy? I don't know man, this world is becoming highly oversexed. I am so worried about what my little cousins have done, what my little sister may or may not get herself into (although shes a smart cookie so she'll probably follow after big sis :-D) and what is in store for my baby cousins, who haven't even left grade school yet. *sigh*

lol...I didn't even realize how much I wrote. I could still write for another 20 minutes on this topic. However, I will restrain myself. Maybe I should call Mondays rant-days. Anyway, I will definitely pick up on this topic in a later post. For now

Happy Monday

Cheers

Can't Give Up Now

Seriously, this is currently my anthem. Listen to the lyrics. Every time I hear it I get chills. Inspirational. Take what you will from it.



Here are the lyrics, in case you got so caught up in the feelings of the song that you just couldn't focus :-p

"Can't Give Up Now"

There will be mountains that I will have to climb
And there will be battles that I will have to fight
But victory or defeat, it's up to me to decide
But how can I expect to win If I never try.

I just can't give up now
I've come too far from where I started from
Nobody told me the road would be easy
and I don't believe he brought me this far to leave me

Never said there wouldn't be trials
Never said I would't fall
Never said that everything would go the way I want it to go
But when my back is against the wall
And i feel all hope is gone,
I'll just lift my head up to the sky
And say help me to be strong

I just can't give up now
I've come too far from where I started from
Nobody told me the road would be easy
and I don't believe he brought me this far to leave me

[Hook:]
No you didn't bring me out here to leave me lonely
Even when I can't see clearly
I know that you are with me(so I can't)

I just can't give up now
I've come too far from where I started from
Nobody told me the road would be easy
and I don't believe he brought me this far to leave me

Hope you were as touched and inspired as I was.

Cheers

The Rain

Despite the title I actually can stand the rain. Sometimes I find it to be so comforting, lulling me to sleep, much like holding a sleeping baby calms and comforts my heart so that I find my eyes struggling to stay open. Sometimes the rain makes me feel so invigorated, so free and carefree that I feel like running out of my house and dancing in the rain (clothing optional). Sometimes I wanna stand in the rain, staring up at the gray clouds and just sing my heart out. I don't know, I find the rain to be inspiring. Maybe because it puts my mind so at rest.

Anyway, the way this song vibes, its sweet sultry-ness is kinda exactly how the rain makes me feel. Have a listen and see how it makes you feel.



I might post a bit more later, but for now my friends, I'm off to be lulled by the rain once again.

Cheers

Just randomness

So a few posts ago I was telling you about my friend Wyze Wonda and how he has a song playing live to air from Sugar Daddy's at z103.5, but that it wasn't the song I had posted. At the end of this post I have posted that song. Give it a listen, should get you vibing...me and my friend were listening to it last night (I shamelessly promote this song...you have no idea how much I love it. You will too, just try it out).

So in the spirit of randomness I have decided to create a new hobby for myself. I haven't determined exactly what it will be as of yet but there's no stopping me. I decided that whatever it is, it must be something totally different from anything I've done before. Something that really forces me to expand my horizons and my interests. I want it to be something that will give me new perspectives. I don't know, I know that sounds a bit enterprising, but right now I'm determined. Of course, we all know how well I commit to random ideas so we'll see how it goes. I'll let you know if I come up with anything.

Continuing in my randomness, I am also determined to pick up doing some of my old hobbies. Especially writing, singing, and playing my instruments. I miss the creative energies flowing through my mind and soul. I think maybe that has something to do with recently seeing Wyze perform. Not so much the performance, as the look on his face during the performance, and for the rest of the night otherwise. He looked so fresh scrubbed and reborn. I remember when I used to get that feeling, and it was back when I was embracing my talents and my creative juices. So I'm gonna give it a go. Note: this plan most likely will pan out better than plan A, but for now I am hoping I manage both..fingers crossed.

So I'm waiting for the boy to pull himself out of his lazy stupor and come break my wall of boredom. Hasn't happened as of yet, although it was said earlier to be planned to happen by 6...which at this moment is 2 hours ago. I am debating calling, but until my food is done cooking I suppose there's no rush. At least my house is full of the delicious aroma of west indian food (I'm making beef). I know overall that this change of topic is random, but as I've said there is definitely a spirit of randomness surging within me right now. Maybe its the boredom. Maybe not. Meh.

So I'm gonna take a class of Zimba on Monday. I know right, wtf is Zimba? Well, Aliya proposed I try it out with her and since I don't really have anything better to do I figured why not? Apparently its a dance class that mixes a whole bunch of styles together...ummm...hip hop, latin...can't remember what else...I guess it wasn't "a whole bunch"..or maybe I don't remember. Whatever, apparently its supposed to be a good workout. I'll find out Monday, I suppose. And I'll let you all know how it goes.

Ahhh...random...not even connectedly random. Meh. At least I have been dedicated and except for yesterday have managed to make at least a post a day...yayyyy me!! Maybe I'll make another post later to cover for yesterday. Well, technically I have a video attached to this post, which technically could be its own separate post. Does that count? *sigh* geez not even a week and I'm already trying to cut corners...lol

Enjoy the video...the songs phenomenal!!



See, it was fricken' amazing wasn't it?

Cheers!