Phat to Fabulous!

RELOCATED

2011-10-04T19:33:00.000-05:00

I've moved...for some better functionality and ease of use, I have moved my blog over to wordpress...follow my journey there...
http://phattofabulous.wordpress.com/

Hope to see you on the other side.

49 days...

2011-09-26T09:25:00.000-05:00

Sexy...kind of?

So yesterday, I was gently reminded/scolded by a friend for not having given an update on here in some time. So here it is, I had my 6th of 6 doctors appointments last week and it is official. My surgery is set for November 14th. That doesn't mean I am completely in the clear though, I still have to await the insurance approval, which we know how insurance companies are.

All of this has erupted into a number of emotions I am not sure I have the ability to classify properly. I am excited and so ready for a change, but still very much freaked out at the prospect of this all. (No worries, not freaked out enough to change my mind, but freaked out nonetheless.) I told someone the other day, I am not scared of the anesthesia, or getting cut open (had 2 c-sections, been there, done that), I am the most freaked out about extra skin. It sounds vain, but dammit I would prefer to only have one stomach, arms with no wings and knee caps that don't appear to be able to hold a conversation without my help when all of this is done. That means one thing, I need to get back in the gym full force now, no more half assed walks, etc. If I can do that, then hopefully this whole process will be that much better.

I have 49 days, I should probably get on that, eh?

Appt 4

2011-07-16T21:18:00.000-05:00

So this really does feel like the longest process ever. For insurance reasons, once I made the decision to have weight loss surgery, I am required to see my doctor for 6 mos before they can submit information to the insurance company for approval. So I have had a thyroid test, psychiatric consult (apparently I am just enough crazy that I don't cross some magical line), a gastroendoscopy and now it is just a matter of finishing out my 6 appts with the doctor and the dietician on a monthly basis. Went yesterday and I am down another 4-5 lbs, despite my recent trip out East and the oh so lovely overflowing crab cakes. While I am totally IN with my decision to do this, part of me wants to say just book an operating room and get this over with. My recent trip was filled with more photo ops of pics I will not want to see like pretty much EVER, unless they are cut off and only show me from the boobs up. Grrrr! November can't come fast enough.

Two-hundred and sixty-two

2011-06-29T20:52:00.003-05:00

Two-hundred and sixty-two...
Two-hundred and sixty-two...
Two-hundred and sixty-two is the number that finally put me over the edge...the number that finally made me decide that this isn't a game...the number that made me realize that the only person buying my bullshit facade is me.

To get to that number you have to take a heavy dose of denial, a pinch of tears, a handful of courage, a little bit of coward, and a whole lot of stress.

In that number, is a girl who has always had issues with body image, even when she was a size 8, thinking she was fat, since all of her friends were a size 2.

In that number, is a girl who focuses on the things she can make "pretty" her face, her hair, the materialistic things that can distract from the obvious that makes her so unhappy.

In that number, is the stress of an over-achieving corporate sharecropper that never feels her best is good enough to be acknowledged, because it is always the wrong time, she has the wrong private parts or she is a little too tanned to be deemed acceptable.

In that number, is a child that misses the familiar laughter of a mother who might not remember her tomorrow.

In that number, is the wife that always tries to give a face of a solid family and household knowing that if her fat ass decided to try to walk on that string it would give and the whole pretty picture would come tumbling down in a heart beat.

In that number, is a mom who never feels that she lives up to her kids needs or wants, but proudly wears her mom of the century badge on her sleeve.

In that number, is a wife who understands her husband's need for affection, but has no clue how to let him love what she can't - herself.

In that number, is a woman who is done.

Done trying one last time, done looking for the new quick fix, done with not handling the things, done with high blood pressure, done with back pain, done with aches, just DONE.

Two-hundred and sixty-two, was the weight I was the day I made the decision to once in for all do something to save my own life and stop waiting for someone else to do it for me. This blog is being revisited, recreated, revived to help me adjust to taking that path for what I hope is the last time. Hopefully, this will be a good way for me to get some of my issues (no way in hell I handle all of them) out and in the open as I venture down this journey, as I have made the decision to have gastric bypass surgery. I am not writing this blog for someone to try to change my mind and give me your opinion on what I should or shouldn't do, this is not your cross to bear, this is mine, hopefully you can respect that and offer the love and support that I will most definitely need on this journey.

~L

She Lives...

2007-06-05T21:25:00.001-05:00

...but she's back in a new life form.

New Blog is up, I just couldn't stay away!

The Idle Mind of the Mojito Mami

Stop on over, have a drink with me.

Christmas eating tips

2006-12-20T10:33:00.000-06:00

A co-worker passed on these eating tips for the holidays, I figured I would share them...

1. Avoid carrot sticks. Anyone who puts carrots on a holiday buffet table knows nothing of the Christmas spirit. In fact, if you see carrots, leave immediately. Go next door, where they're serving rum balls.

2. Drink as much eggnog as you can. And quickly. Like fine single-malt scotch, it's rare. In fact, it's even rarer than single-malt scotch. You can't find it any other time of year but now. So drink up! Who cares that it has 10,000 calories in every sip? It's not as if you're going to turn into an eggnogaholic or something. It's a treat. Enjoy it. Have one for me. Have two. It's later than you think. It's Christmas!

3. If something comes with gravy, use it. That's the whole point of gravy. Gravy does not stand alone. Pour it on. Make a volcano out of your mashed potatoes. Fill it with gravy. Eat the volcano. Repeat.

4. As for mashed potatoes, always ask if they're made with skim milk or whole milk. If it's skim, pass. Why bother? It's like buying a sports car with an automatic transmission.

5. Do not have a snack before going to a party in an effort to control your eating. The whole point of going to a Christmas party is to eat other people's food for free. Lots of it.

6. Under no circumstances should you exercise between now and New Year's. You can do that in January when you have nothing else to do. This is the time for long naps, which you'll need after circling the buffet table while carrying a 10-pound plate of food and that vat of eggnog.

7. If you come across something really good at a buffet table, like frosted Christmas cookies in the shape and size of Santa, position yourself near them and don't budge. Have as many as you can before becoming the center of attention. They're like a beautiful pair of shoes. If you leave them behind, you're never going to see them again.

8. Same for pies. Apple. Pumpkin. Mincemeat. Have a slice of each. Or if you don't like mincemeat, have two apples and one pumpkin. Always have three. When else do you get to have more than one dessert? Labor Day?

9. Did someone mention fruitcake? Granted, it's loaded with the mandatory celebratory calories, but avoid it at all cost. I mean, have some standards.

10. One final tip: If you don't feel terrible when you leave the party or get up from the table, you haven't been paying attention. Re-read tips; start over, but hurry, January is just around the corner.

Remember this motto to live by:
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"

Until next time....Holla at ya girl!

Thanks, V'ron!

2006-12-17T20:44:00.002-06:00

Five things about ~L~. This is the longest that it has taken me to do any tag. Surveys are always easy. Trying to think of things that I haven't already shared on here are not. So here it goes. I don't think it will be nearly as interesting as the post that V'ron did, but here it goes anyway...

1. I have a strange unnamed phobia. I cannot and will not take any food or beverage type of item into a bathroom. I don't really have a problem with toothbrushes and a gargle cup being in the bathroom, but that's about it. If I am at the mall and I have a cup of something from the food court, I have been known to throw it away if there is no one with me to hold it while I am in there. Not that you will find me in a public restroom too often, since I am pretty sure I have a phobia of those as well. It's weird I know. My youngest little germ bucket will walk into the bathroom with a cup or an apple and I just about flip out. Its bad, I am dealing with it.

2. I live in Packer-land and shhhh...this one's a secret. I HATE THE PACKERS! Maybe I have shared this before, if so oh well. I love football and many other sports, but I hate the Packers. Maybe my hatred of them stems from my love for the Cowboys, Redskins and Ravens. Not sure, not that there is any real rivalry there. Its not like I am a Vikings or Bears fan or something. I honestly hate the fact that in this state if Brett Favre farts they burst into the news with a breaking news bulletin as though it was something important like our president discovering that there really is a Santa Claus. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind certain players for the Packers...Donald Driver, Ahman Green, even Brett himself, just hate the brainwashed mentality of cheeseheads, including my husband and most of his friends.

3. When I was 10, Danny Glover stepped on my foot. It's a pretty strange story in and of itself and the events that lead up to it are even more interesting and random. So it was Thursday afternoon, I was in the 5th grade. I was playing football at recess (with the boys of course) went out for a pass and the football went straight into my pinky as I went up for the catch. I tried to play it off as any tom boy would. After lunch I decided that I really should go to the nurses office, cause that ish hurt. Turned out I had sprained my pinky. While sitting in the nurses office, apparently my body decided I hadn't had enough for the day and decided that at that very moment, I should become a woman! WTF? To top it off, I was supposed to be leaving on a bus that day to go to Howard's homecoming with my cousin's parents to go see her play at the HU homecoming (she was in the band) and see my grandmother that lived in VA. So I headed to DC on the bus with all the HU parents with my finger in a wonderful new splint and a bag of newly purchased feminine products. My mom who about had a heart attack when she found out what had happened that day at school, had to call my grandmother who still acted like I was 6 to warn her that her little girl was no longer, on the bus to come to DC that weekend was a woman. What does this have to do with my foot and Danny Glover...I'm getting there hold your horses. So I get to DC, spend time with my grandmother and cousin and Saturday afternoon was the HU Bisons' homecoming game against FAMU if I recall correctly. So a little before half time I decide that I need some refreshments. My other cousin and I decide to head to the concession stand and as we come around the corner under the stands this rather large black man steps on my foot. I turn around rather annoyed because he didn't just step on my toe, but my whole daggone foot. As I turn around, I know that man, yep it was Danny Glover. I think his daughter was going to Howard at the time. I don't really recall, all I know is that I was annoyed with the fact that not only was my pinky hurting but that rather large man stepped on my daggone foot and made it hurt too.

4. As much as I talk of my disgust for the color pink, at some point I apparently liked the color. I am not sure what I was thinking, I think out of the trauma of it all I have stripped my memory of any recollection of that period. However when my mom was engaged to be married to my stepfather, they both sold their respective homes to buy one together. When we moved I got to pick the color scheme for my room. For some God unknown reason, I picked a pink paint and rose colored bed set for my room. I am not sure what caused the complete and total lack of judgement on my part. It was in my pre-teen days that this occurred, so any corrupt activity that I may have participated in would not have yet had an effect on me to lead to this. I am happy to report that as I have not lived in my parent's house for about 10 years, that my little brother has since taken claim to my old bedroom and has rightfully had it repainted blue. Smart kid that baby brother of mine!

5. I know how to Flamenco. Strange, I know you were all expecting me to admit something like I am secretly a Russian spy named Oksana Chukovskaya. However, my love for dancing and music really has no boundaries. When I was a senior in high school, we used to have this thing called Multi-Cultural day. As part of the Accelerated Spanish class, I took part in a performance of Flamenco dance which we had practiced all semester. To please the crowd, who we were sure would fall asleep at some part in the 3m 49s song, we decided that the finale to our performance would be the ever popular Macarena. Don't ask. Its something I am still trying to live down. Fortunately, I don't think that there remains any documentation of this unless one of my old classmates ever finds the picture she has of the two of us performing. God I hope she never finds that picture.

Alright, I think that is it. That was fun, I thought of some things that I had thought about in a while trying to come up with that one. If you decide to do this one, let me know so I can make sure to hit you up. I won't tag anyone, right now.

Until next time, holla at ya girl.

Booty Booty Booty Booty Rockin' Every Where...

2006-12-15T09:02:00.000-06:00

A friend on MySpace sent me this and I just had to share. I have no words!

Winner by a complete and total knockout...

2006-12-14T21:50:00.000-06:00

*crowd cheering* PHAT TO FABULOUS! You like me you really like me! lol Seriously, thanks to everyone who took time to vote. I won the mkeonline.com's Blog of the Year contest. For those of you wondering what do I win, nothing really just a spot on their site saying I am the bestest of the bestest of the bestest. :) All the votes I had helped me to beat down those other blogs like Taylor beat down Ouma last Saturday! Thanks again!

By the way I am still working on my post of 5 things y'all don't already know about me. Like I said its pretty hard since I pretty much will spill anything and everything on here.

Until next time...holla at ya girl!

Need a Christmas Ho Ho Ho? Go here!

VOTE AGAIN and quick!

2006-12-12T22:13:00.000-06:00

So I am a slacker and I have been a little lazy lately in checking my email, go figure that I just read an email that was sent to me last Thursday from Sara O. over at mkeonline.com about the final round of their blog of the week series.

Back in March of this year, I was the first semi-finals winner of their blog of the week contest for 2006. At the end of the year they do a vote of all the semi-finalists from the year for the Blog of the Week Finals. So apparently, tomorrow...as in Wednesday is the last day to go out and vote. So what are you waiting on, go vote for me, here. NOW! Scoot I say!

Thanks!
~L

Check in #123

2006-12-12T21:17:00.000-06:00

Hey y'all just checkin' in so that everyone knows I am still breathing. I am still doing this blogging thing just not as frequently as before. As with everyone else, this time of year is busy and crazy and hectic as can be. So in the midst of the madness, what have I been up to? That's a good question I am glad you asked...well you didn't but you're going to find out anyway.

One, Two Cha Cha Cha
So since September when my girls started back with Ballet for the year, I told you that I was taking a salsa class since I had to sit there and wait for them I may as well break a sweat while I wait. Well the class has been really fun, I have picked up a lot of stuff and I seem to actually be hanging with the little youngins. While the class is fun and a great workout...I am poor as hell! I don't have extra money right now to be spending on dance lessons with my buddy Enrique, as wonderful as he is, I have other things that are pulling on my cash flow that I have to deal with. We will get to those things or that thing in a minute. Due to my little inner revelation I have decided to 86 my dance class to save $40-ish each month that I already didn't have.

I'm in love with a stripper...

Well maybe not exactly, but I have been bitten by the bug. I started taking a pole dancing class with friends on Wednesday. This is where my money for my salsa class has gone, considering I was online pricing poles for my basement! This class is surprisingly fun and really a good workout. Your arms have to be strong to keep you from landing on your ass. The teacher is pretty funny she gets a kick out of my one friend who is in the class and feels the need to end every single move she does with a loud and manly "BAM!" Freaking suck up trying to be the teacher's favorite. I have to tell you that if you think of taking a class like this, be prepared for bruises, I mean a lot of bruises, big ones little ones blue ones black ones. There's no limit to the things that will show up on you when you take this class...wait maybe that's just me. I am clumsy as hell! Honestly, my thought behind taking this class was just like when I decided to take salsa, I am determined to get my workouts in every week, I may as well have fun while I do it, right? Earlier today I decided to put together a cd for our class tomorrow, thanks to my girls for helping me put together the playlist. In case you are wondering what kind of songs you need for a pole dancing class. I present to you the playlist for "Tails from the Boom Boom Room":

Anything - Jay-Z ft. Pharrell and Usher
Back That Thang Up - Juvenille
Big Pimpin' - Jay Z
Don't Cha (featuring Busta Rhymes) - PCD
Drop It Like It's Hot - Snoop and Pharrell
Flap Your Wings - Nelly
Freak It - Lathan
Freak Through - T.I. Ft. Pharrell
Freaks - Doug E. Fresh
Get Up - Ciara
Goodies (Remix) - Ciara
Hoochie Mama - 2 Live Crew
Hot in Herrre - Nelly
Hydraulics - Uncle Luke
I'm In Luv (Wit A Stripper) (Remix Part II) T-Pain Feat. Twista, Pimp C, Paul Wall, MJG, R. Kelly & Too Short
Jealouso - Pitbull
Moist - Janet Jackson
Ms. New Booty - Bubba Sparxxx Featuring Mr. ColliPark & Ying Yang Twins
Naughty Girl - Beyonce
Pimpin' All Over The World - Ludacris
Sexhibition - Janet Jackson
SexyBack - JT
Shake (Remix) - Pitbull ft. Elephant Man & Ying Yang Twins
Signs - Snoop ft. Charlie Wilson and JT
Slow Wind (Remix) - Akon, R. Kelly and Sean Paul
Snake - R. Kelly and Big Tigger
So Excited - Janet Jackson ft. Khia
Strawberry Bounce - Janet Jackson
Thong Song - Sisqo
Vivrant Thing - Q-Tip
Wait (The Whisper Song) - Ying Yang Twins
Whistle While You Twerk - Ying Yang Twins
Why You Wanna - T.I.

I might put together another cd, anyone have more suggestions on songs or mp3's you can send me, I know a room of about 10 chicks that would really appreciate it.

The L Got Her Groove Back...

So a while back I wrote this rather unchipper post, I was a bit frustrated about how I had recently lost focus of things that used to be really important to me. So I decided to get up off of my ass and do something about it. A lot of that post was about my need to start doing my music again, because there was really no reason I wasn't. So about a month or so ago I got an email from the husband of a friend. He and a few friends had recently put together a band and were in need of a female vocalist and apparently one of the first people they thought of was yours truly. So after listening in on a practice or two and hearing what they were trying to do, I decided this was a pretty cool project and that I wanted in. So I am now part of a band, that has yet to be named. It is myself and 6 guys...hopefully soon one other chick, its a 70s rock cover band, doing a lot of old Eagles, Rolling Stones, Crosby, Stills and Nash and a load of other stuff. Anyone who knows me knows I love music no matter what kind, so I am really excited about this. Hopefully by the summer we will be able to do some performances and turn this thing into some profit. Only time will tell. I am working on the old Stones song "Gimme Shelter" right now.

Is it bedtime yet?

Yes...why yes it is! Therefore that's where I am taking my behind. I will check in with everyone later. I have to go think about 5 things I haven't already told you all for a tag I just found out I am supposed to do thanks to v'ron. This one is a toughy it might take me a minute.

Until next time, holla at ya girl!

~L~

10 Foods that Are Health Horrors

2006-12-06T12:22:00.000-06:00

A friend sent me this email and I thought it was valuable enough to share. I have seen over the past year just how difficult it is to find nutritional info on food from restaurant foods. I think this article from WebMD has a valid point that if restaurants were forced to give patrons this info at the point-of-sale that many of us would think twice about getting that Super Jumbo Hamdog with cheese!

Dietitians name their top nutritional nightmares.
By Kathleen Zelman, MPH, RD/LD
WebMD Weight Loss Clinic
Published Friday, October 27, 2006.
Reviewed By Louise Chang, MD

Some foods are so bad for you, they qualify as a nutritionist's nightmare.
WebMD asked several registered dietitians and other food experts to nominate their favorite "food horrors". Their submissions ranged from empty-calorie foods masquerading as nutritious, to outlandish concoctions that tip the scales with obscene amounts of fat and calories. Have any of them ever lurked around your plate?

1. Frightful Fried Foods
From a nutritional standpoint, some of the scariest foods are the deep-fat fried concoctions you can find at carnivals and state fairs.
Americans have tossed everything from turkeys to Twinkies in the fryer, but have you ever heard of deep-fried cola? Debuting at the Texas state fair -- and winning the creativity honor at the Big Tex Choice Awards contest -- was this deep-fried, Coca-Cola flavored batter, drizzled with cola fountain syrup, and topped with whipped cream, cinnamon sugar and a cherry.

2. Scary Steakhouse Specialty
Nutritional nightmares are readily available at many of your favorite neighborhood restaurants. Christine Palumbo, RD, nominated the deep-fried onion appetizer popular at some chain steakhouses.
One such appetizer, Outback Steakhouse's Bloomin' Onion, has more than 800 calories, 58 grams of fat and 22 grams of saturated fat, plus 1,520 milligrams of sodium. These numbers don't include the dipping sauce, which is also loaded with fat, calories, and sodium.

3. Monstrously Misleading
Marion Nestle, PhD, MPH, a New York University nutrition professor and author of What to Eat, takes issue with not-very-nutritious foods that are labeled or advertised with healthy-sounding terms. She nominates "kids' fruit snacks that have no fruit whatsoever and are basically candy in disguise" as one potentially misleading food.

4. Big, Bigger, Biggest Burgers
There appears to be no end to the amount of calories and fat you can fit onto a bun.
Hardee's has the Monster Thickburger, boasting 1,420 calories, 107 grams (g) of fat, 45 g of saturated fat, and 2,740 milligrams (mg) of sodium. Carl's Jr. takes it a step further with the Double Six Burger, featuring two burger patties and three slices of cheese -- weighing in at 1,520 calories, 111 g fat, 47 g saturated fat, and 2,760 mg sodium.
Burger King is not far behind with its BK Stacker, loaded with four burgers, four slices of cheese, and 8 strips of bacon, coming in at 1,000 calories, 30 g saturated fat, and 1,800 mg sodium.
And the list doesn't end at fast-food chains. Ever hear of the "Hamdog"? This culinary creation from the former Mulligan's Tavern near Atlanta starts with a hot dog padded with cheese and half pound of ground beef. That's dropped in the fryer, then loaded onto a hoagie roll and topped with chili, bacon, onions and a fried egg. Mulligan's was also famous as the home of the "Luther Burger," a giant bacon cheeseburger with a Krispy Kreme doughnut for a bun.
Someone call the food police!
Of course, "most people know when they order one of these that it is not good for them," says Jayne Hurley, RD, senior nutritionist for the watchdog group, Center for Science in the Public Interest.
If you are thinking of your health, try ordering a plain burger with sauce on the side, along with a side salad.
The bottom line is that we should eat no more than 20 grams of saturated fat per day. The U.S. Department of Agriculture's 2005 Dietary Guidelines recommend no more than 2,300 mg of sodium per day (equal to about 1 teaspoon). If you're salt-sensitive (that is, if your blood pressure is highly affected by salt), the number drops to 1,500 mg.

5. Appalling Appetizers
Dietitian Cynthia Sass, RD, nominated TGI Friday's "sizzling triple meat fundido -- a combination of cheese, pepperoni, bacon, and sausage served with breadsticks." While nutritional information for this appetizer was not available on the restaurant's web site, the fat-laden ingredients ensure that the fundido is a nutritional no-no.

6. Calorie-Laden Cakes
As if cheesecake were not high enough in fat and calories, the Cheesecake Factory adds chocolate candy, cookies, mousse, ganache, flourless chocolate cake crust, and other equally caloric extras to the rich dessert, says Jayne Hurley, RD. Even if you're just ordering a plain slice, cheesecake will set you back 630 calories.
Looking for a little nosh with your coffee? Starbucks Old Fashioned Crumb cake looks innocent enough, but that little square packs 670 calories.

7. Diet-Demolishing Drinks
The real problem with high-calorie drinks is that they go down easily, and don't tend to fill you up.
"Coffee drinks and smoothies don't set off bells and whistles to alert you to the calorie load," says Hurley. "Starbucks' white chocolate mocha is a Quarter-Pounder in a cup; any Frappuccino Blended Crème has 490-580 calories; and a venti Java Chip Frappuccino has the equivalent of 11 creamers and 20 packets of sugar.
To reduce the calories in your favorite coffee drink, order a small size, make it "skinny" (with low fat milk), and skip the whipped cream.

8. Mammoth Mall Munchies
Most people know when they order a gigantic burger that it is not good for them. But what really scares Hurley are the not-so-obviously fattening foods that people snack on at the mall.
"The highly aromatic cinnamon used in a Cinnabon (810 calories) or the smell of Mrs. Field's milk chocolate macadamia cookie (320 calories) tempts mall goers into thinking nothing of eating a snack that has half a day's calories or fat," she says.
Bring along a 100-calorie pack of crackers, some trail mix, or raw veggies to help you resist the tantalizing aromas of such high-calorie mall treats.

9. Dining-Out Diet Disasters
"Fifteen years ago, when I first started evaluating restaurant food, I was blown away by the 1,500 calories in a serving of Fettuccine Alfredo, but the trend has gotten worse, not better," says Hurley.
Fried macaroni and cheese and cheese fries were other nominees in the category of frightening foods found on restaurant menus.

10. Stupendous Servings
It's not just fast-food meals that have been super-sized in the last couple of decades.
"Muffins, bagels, salads, sandwiches, pasta servings -- almost everything is much larger today than it used to be or needs to be," says Hurley. "You can expect most restaurant appetizers, entrees, and desserts to each weigh in around 1,000 calories."
Here's a sure-fire way to start your day off on the wrong dietary foot: the enormous omelet sandwich at Burger King. This fork-free meal is loaded with two slices of cheese, three slices of bacon, two eggs, and a sausage patty on a giant bun, totaling 730 calories and 47 g fat.

Do Food Horrors Really Matter?
Yes, dietitians say, there are some truly frightening foods out there. But do they really matter to the average American's diet?
Michelle May, MD, author of Am I Hungry? What to Do When Diets Don't Work, thinks that once a person indulges in a decadent dessert or monster burger, it triggers the "'I've already blown my diet, so why bother?" mentality.
Beyond that, May believes, the real horror may be the American mind-set about food.
"We were raised to clean our plates so we could be rewarded with dessert, which further enhances our desire to eat sweets and eat meals without recognition of fullness," she says.
Further, consider that many of the most frighteningly fattening foods are sold in restaurants. Americans now spend 48% of their food dollars in restaurants, according to the USDA Economic Research Service. And the most popular restaurant food eaten by both men and women is the hamburger, according to the NPD Group, a market research firm.
Hurley thinks most people would think twice about ordering food and drinks that they realize are "hideously high in fat and calories." She'd like to see nutrition information about restaurant foods become more readily available, and believes this would encourage restaurateurs to offer more healthful options.
"Let's give consumers the choice and educate them with the nutritional information of restaurant foods at the point of purchase, not the web site," she recommends.
Published Oct. 27, 2006.

And what's so fancy about you?

2006-12-04T12:59:00.000-06:00

This is an account of an instant message between a friend and I that took place just moments ago. We would like your thoughts on this issue, its very important to every one of us and it needs to be addressed...

ME: so in the cafeteria i picked up some ketchup, the packages say ‘fancy ketchup’ what makes it fancy? like are the tomatoes prettier.
Stewart: it's not fancy. that's all a big lie
ME: if this really was fancy wouldn't regular ketchup feel left out, like why can't it be fancy
Stewart: they're just poisoning your mind with their evil tricks of manipulation
Me: and what about this catsup guy, what's he really all about? is that even made out of tomatoes?
Stewart: i think it's similar to penis envy. the packets know that half the time they'll get thrown out or put under someone’s tire... they just wish they could be in the big bottle instead, which is truly the fancier of the two.
ME: or stashed in a drawer
Stewart: right
ME: until 4 years later someone comes by to say do you have any ketchup/catsup
Stewart: claiming that they're fancy is their only way of feeling better
ME: at which time you dig it out of your drawer and look t it with a questioning eye not really knowing how long it has been there, but not wanting to reveal your wonder to the seeker of things that are tomatoes-like
Stewart: exactly. fancy my ass. it's all a big charade.
ME: a c-o-n-spiracy, by the way i am posting this rant as a blog today
Stewart: awesome! someone needs to speak out against these tomato-based-bastards!
ME: it’s a serious epidemic! for anonymity purposes i am naming you stewart
Stewart: right - no one will figure that out good thing - i'd hate to leave work today and find my car covered in ketchup

Fancy...really?

This conversation on my part may have been a side effect from my medication as it turns out I spent my wonderful weekend with strep throat. Stewart really has no excuse, however in his/her defense this is not the first conversation we have had like this and in those instances I was not medicated at all, other than my own natural high. I now return you all to your regularly scheduled days...carry on.

~L~

What better way to break a blog-rut...

2006-12-01T15:15:00.000-06:00

...than with a freaking Blizzard Warning! WTF? I still don't know why the heck I live here seriously! I don't like cold, I don't think that snow is pretty even before it has been turned grey from people walking and driving on it or yellow from little boys peeing in it. It's cold, it's wet, it's heavy and it's a bitch to get out of your driveway. And for all the idiots that have been on the news saying that this is getting them in the holiday spirit, I say to you a hearty bah-humbug. Since I haven't blogged in a while, let me share with you a little countdown of 10 reasons why I hate winter...

Notice I was too chicken to even open the screen door to give you the full effect of the ish outside my house!

10. It's cold
9. Stupid weather men usually never get it right...they always say to expect a huge storm and then you get like 1 inch of snow or vice versa (I will say today they seem to have gotten it correct)
8. I hate the overly perky people who think that just because some white stuff falls from the sky that I should burst into song and start saying fa-la-la-la-freaking-la!
7. I don't like malls in the summer and I sure don't like them in the winter, holiday shopping is horrible...I think this is an allergy formed from multiple years of retail work.
6. Stupid drivers become more dumb...if they didn't know how to put on a stupid signal when it was time to turn when it was dry out, you can pretty much guarantee that they have no clue how to merge lanes when there is precipitation falling from the sky
5. Newscasters who state the obvious...don't tell me its cold outside, I can tell that by looking at the 5 inches of snow on my car in the driveway...tell me something I don't know.
4. The people who think that because you live in Wisconsin that you should like and or be used to this...one who doesn't like this never gets used to it.
3. Purchasing 40 pairs of gloves over a three month period, because your six year old left one pair in the lunchroom, one pair at titi's house, one pair at grandma's, one at her godsister's house, one at church (not like I have been to church in a minute, but you get the idea).
2. DARKNESS...It's dark when you go to work, it's dark when you come home from work...you pretty much just never see daylight! What's the problem with just a little sunlight?
1. IT'S COLD!!!!!

If you have never been privy to some of my many other countdowns, you should check out "Reasons why not to take steroids," "Reasons why I would never be a Freegan" and maybe "Reasons you will stay fat in Milwaukee."

Until next time peeps! Holla at ya girl!
~L~

Tag: IPOD of Your Life

2006-11-15T10:06:00.000-06:00

OK, I've been tagged by V'ron, apparently she has decided to make me post again! lol Anyway this was fun and I swerrrr (yes I spelled that right), I didn't cheat.
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...

Opening Credits: "No Me Deles Solo" Daddy Yankee
Waking Up: "Move Along" The All American Rejects
First Day At School: "If I Ain’t Got You" Alicia Keys
Falling In Love: "Uptown Girl" Billy Joel
Fight Song: "We’re Gonna Make It" Damian “Jr. Gong” Marley
Breaking Up: "Dile" Don Omar
Prom: "Dopeman" JayZ
Life is good: "Who Will Save Your Soul" Jewel
Mental Breakdown: "Si Tu Eres Mi Hombre" La India
Driving: "Carino” Jennifer Lopez
Flashback: "Might Be the Police” Pitbull
Getting Back Together: "This is For You” Rusty Ps
Wedding: "Hell Wit Ya" Pink
Birth of Child: "God Is Real” India.Arie
Final Battle: "Pop” N’sync (Shut it!)
Funeral Song: "Understand” Joss Stone
End Credits: "Listen!!!” Talib Kweli

I am mad that Dopeman was the prom song and the Might Be the Police was my flashback song!!! LMAO...you try it!

Which way did he go George, which way did he go?

2006-10-19T13:44:00.000-05:00

So finally I get to update. So I disappeared for a minute off the face of the blog world for a minute, but I am back. I figured y'all might want an update on where the heck I have been. If you didn't want one, too bad you are getting one anyway.

40 yeeeeeeears of crap can be such a pain in the neck!
Seriously! I don't know if I have ever gone into this before, however the house that my husband and I own used to belong to my grandparents. We purchased it after they both passed to keep it in the family. I practically grew up in that house as did my mom, and her sibling and all of my cousins. So no one really wanted to just let the house go. Its a pretty nice house, but it definitely has its old house characteristics. You know stuff that falls apart when you look at it wrong, spiders that have lived there longer than any human being. Oh and don't forget the basement with 40 years of memories, literally! Now here's the thing, the basement is finished with a nice bar and everything, but damn it if we can use it for all of the stuff down there. So the husband and I finally got fed up. We have a great house that we can't use for all the stuff in it. Everyone says, "Oh you should have a rummage sale!" Who the heck is going to organize that it won't be me, I don't have time to eat half the time and you think I have time to organize a rummage sale. Plus, half of the stuff we found down there was broken. 2 broken dressers, a broken headboard, a broken desk, a broken steam iron, a broken table, 4 broken lamps. Can someone please tell me why old people like to keep every daggone thing that ever entered the house? Its not like anyone in my family was a handy man where they might have thought this stuff would one day get fixed. So instead of taking that ish out the house when it broke somehow they convinced themselves that it was easier to drag that mess down stairs into the basement never to be dug up again! Needless to say there was a lot of profanity from the husband and I on our days of cleaning. Just imagine this was only the beginning.

Overworked and underpaid...
...and I ain't talking about at the office. My family has run me ragged! So now my oldest is back in school. 1st grade as a matter of fact so that means homework and spelling tests and all the fun stuff! On top of that the dance season has started up again which means not only am I broke because of my 6 year old being in dance, but my 2 year old has now started as well. Because apparently I have extra money just falling from the sky so I can afford this...NOT! The little one is cute in class though. She listens better there then she does at home. She has thought she has been in dance for forever, now her dream has truly come true. Everyweek she tells daddy that she is going to school for dance class and that she looks like a princess. Its cute. All this means for me is 2 hours every Saturday sitting in the dance studio. And since I have to be there, because the kids classes overlap and the little one can't be in the studio by herself. I decided to sign up for a class of my own. Smack dab in the middle of when the girls classes are, there is a salsa class that is being offered. So, I signed up! There are 3 young girls that are about 13 or 14 and myself. Then one of the grandma's who is usually waiting for her grandkids when I am there decided to join too. So I am not officially the old lady in the room. Its cool, I figure I have to be there anyway, so why not. Plus its a good workout, so if I don't make it to the gym on Saturdays I already have an hour workout in so no worries! Its fun though and I will have you know a sister was getting her groove on aiight! And for those of you that are thinking it....HELL NO I WILL NOT BE IN NO DAMNED RECITAL! lol

Trick or Treat!
So I am a slacker mom and I have yet to get my kids costumes, but hey I's po'! Ya heard! We will have to go on payday next week to get costumes. I did however, take the kids to the pumpkin farm. There is a little town called Mukwonago and my friend and I took the kids last week after dance class to a place there called the Elegant Farmer. Needless to say they had a ball. We did the hay ride picked pumpkins and then went and made caramel apples. I was too pooped when it was all over with, but the kids had a ball. Now if I could just get a move on those costumes.

What else?
Other than that not much has been up. Working like a hebrew slave. The husband and I went with my friend and her fiance to the Bucks first pre-season home game against the Mavs. That was cool, I had gotten tix from work. They won the game, but I am not going to get my hopes up on the season yet. I will say I am not a fan of the new colors. I liked the purple. I will have to get used to the red, looks like Christmas if you ask me, which would make then the Reindeers and not the Bucks!

I also went to karaoke with some friends to a local tavern where the drinks are cheap and the karaoke is great! If I must say so myself! If nothing else you will always get a great view of someone with a great mullet or someone that should really be at home, but felt the need to step out in their pajamas for a drink! WTF??? Don't ask, I go there because my friend's husband hosts the karaoke and he lets me pick my own songs! Its great!

Time to hit the gym. I have gotten back into a normal groove with that now. I have been using the gym at my job now. I figure I can lessen the chance of my car getting broken into or the poopy bandit striking if I just work out here.

Until next time, holla at ya girl!
~L~

Random bowl of 'ish!

2006-10-17T15:17:00.000-05:00

So I haven't really blogged as much as I wanted to, since as soon as I decided to make a valiant effort at making my return, I got tossed into yet another project! Go figure right? Anywho, a lot of things have popped up recently that I wanted to blog about, so today's post is a random hodge-podge of my thoughts, beware I did not take my medication for ADHD before writing this.

Never knew you could get elected for THAT!
So I was getting my daily SI fix when I came across this article. A few things popped into my head. First, did this woman think that this would help or hurt her campaign? Second, did she not think this would become a hot topic? Actually maybe she is smarter than all of us, because by writing such a book 2 or 3 years ago, now she has hit computers everywhere including mine. I would have never known who the heck this woman was nor would I have cared that she was a free spirit back in the 60s screwing anything that had on tight green and gold pants. Sandy might be smarter than we give her credit for on second thought. You think good old Lombardi would have looked a little nicer and smiled more had he gotten in on the action? Just a thought.

SHUT UP and stop whining!
Ok, so I don't listen to talk radio a lot anymore, however occasionally I listen to 620WTMJ since I used to work there. They are a pretty conservative radio station, but its nice to not always hear views that are the same as your own. So I am driving the other day and listening to Charlie Sykes and he is talking about this issue in Minnesota with the cabbies. Now I tend to be a bit sensitive when people say things like "they" should go back to where "they" came from or really snotty-ish Americanized comments. However, in this case I have to agree! To the cabbies in this story I say a hearty American, "YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!" You come to America, try to push your values on someone else and then get ticked that you make no money? You are kidding right? This was your freaking choice. I don't see the guy at the local corner store getting his panties all in a bunch when he is selling Ray Ray that 40 oz. with a Swisher Sweets. Get off your high horse or get a new freaking job if you don't like what you are supposed to do! In the words of Forrest Gump, "And that's all I have to say about that!"

SHUT UP and stop whining, part deux!
So the cabbies were pitiful and they get no sympathy from me, but the inmates in this story are kidding right? Did they really think that they were going to win a lawsuit complaining about the prison food? And I about died laughing when the sheriff is sitting there talking about how they consulted dieticians on this horrible concoction of a meal. To the inmates I say, "GET A FREAKING GRIP!" You are in jail, not the freaking Four Seasons, you get shit, literally shit, to eat and you are supposed to suck it up and deal with it or here's a bright idea stay out of trouble and don't go to prison. If you don't like the food then maybe you shouldn't have shanked Dee-Bo in Cell Block A and you wouldn't have ended up in the Seg unit in the first place! Boo-freaking-hoo! NEXT!

Open mouth insert foot here!
So I really have no comment on either of these quotes that I found here when I was reading Entertainment News on MSNBC one day. While you read the quotes I will be laughing my ass off...

Wynonna Judd is considering having another child with hubby Roach, or perhaps
adopting one. [My daughter] Grace says, I'd like a black sister or brother she's
around my singers, and most of them are black and I say, Be quiet and do your
homework. But I do think I may adopt, the 42-year-old told Ladies Home
Journal.

Director Daniel Waters explained why he cast Winona Ryder in
his forthcoming flick Sex and Death 101. I needed a psychopath who was
sweet, warm, and funny and that's basically Winona, Waters told the new issue of
Elle. She's like an Audrey Hepburn that's been dropped off the table and has a
crack in it.

Thank goodness I am not a celebrity, when you have a brain fart and say something stupid there's the media to put it in black and white for you!

In other random celebrity news, why is this considered breaking news? I'm just saying!

Ok I think I am done griping for the moment. I will try to do another update on things with me personally in the next day or so. I just really needed to get some of this off of my chest.

Until next time, holla at ya girl!
~L

So a sign that said $5.00 dresses wasn't a hint?

2006-10-04T22:47:00.000-05:00

So a local bridal shop closed its doors recently and the brides have started freaking. Take a look at this story from a local news station.

Now when I got married, I went to this place to look at a dress and I was not impressed. It is in an actual house, so when I first went to find it, well I couldn't! Needless to say they didn't see a lick of my money. But apparently they saw money from every single one of these boo hoo-ing broads and now we have bridezillas on the lose in the city. Oh lord!

Birthday Breakdown

2006-10-03T08:03:00.000-05:00

So the husband and I went to a friend's birthday party this weekend. It was cool, it was for our friend that was turning 30, her mom who was turning 50 and her dad who was turning 60. The usual uninvited cousin's boyfriend made an appearance and this is what we were blessed with...

Carrying your own alcohol in a cooler wherever you go...$11.45
3 long island ice teas to cap off the night...$18.00
Making a fool out of your self in front of your girlfriend's friends, family and strangers...PRICELESS!

If you couldn't see the video, I loaded it onto Youtube.com so click here.

Funny how time flies...

2006-10-02T16:12:00.000-05:00

...when they work you like a slave! Man y'all, has it really been a month since I hit up this spot? Seriously, things have been busy as hell and I am hoping the quiet that I am just getting a taste of will continue at least until I can find my head again.

I am trying to get back into this blogging thing and I decided to start fresh again. You will notice the new outfit we are trying on. I like it, let me know your thoughts. I was getting a little bored with my old template. When I was a kid my mama said I just don't know how to leave well enough alone. I guess not much has changed. Because there was really nothing wrong with the other template, but I was bored. So hey, its my blog and I'll do what I want to.

Where have I been...
Well just like everyone else's house, September means back to school, end of summer, back to all kinds of ish! My oldest started 1st grade. My youngest is still being her little terrorizing self. The husband has finished football season, but now has started playing softball. Extended family drama always keeps me on my toes. Needless to say there is no rest for the weery at my house.

On top of all of that, I have been trying to get my groove back with all the exercise and everything. I did Weight Watchers for 6-weeks, but then I realized I did just as well with it as I had without it. So now I am back on my own, working with a trainer and using SparkPeople to keep track of my food and stay motivated. I have found more and more things about the SparkPeople site that I like. Other than just the fact that it is free and offers a diet and fitness plan. The people I have come in touch with off of that site are pretty cool. You can join different groups of people with similar interests and you get the chance to talk to people who are coming up against similar obstacles as you. I like that site more and more everyday.

Anywho, on top of trying to redirect my need to get back in the game, its fall season premiere time. Y'all know I am a tv-aholic, Desperate Housewives is back, Gilmore Girls, Dancing with the Stars, ER, and Football (Did anyone else see the final score for the Cowboys vs. Tennessee game? Ouch!!) Plus, I have come to find that I really like ABC's new show with Sally Fields, Brothers and Sisters on Sundays after DH and since for forever now everyone has asked me if I watch Grey's Anatomy, apparently my attitude was used as a case study to create the character of Dr. Bailey, well I have been sucked in and just started watching. I am no where close to caught up, but that's what I have my mom and other friends for. The other show I have found I like is Ugly Betty, with America Ferrera. I liked her in the movie, Real Women Have Curves, back in 2002 and I also thought she was really good in The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants is I really wasn't surprised that I liked this new show.

Ok, folks, so I promise I will try to get back to regular posting on here, even if it is something short. I will definitely be making my rounds trying to catch up on everyone else's blogs this week, so you can expect to see my 2 cents in your comments. I did an update last week on the Shake Dat Ass Folk! and added a new stupid entry to the I See Stupid People Blog!

Until next time, holla at ya girl!
~L~

My random MTV VMA thoughts...

2006-09-01T13:16:00.000-05:00

Jack Black is an idiot!
I hate that damn Fergie song, "London Bridge." Yes, I said that...Oh snap!
Someone please tell 50 cent that Detroit is in Michigan!!
What purpose did the Pussycat Dolls have in that song with Skateboard P and Ludacris, "Money Maker"?
Beyonce just loves falling out of the ceiling, huh? Oh and Beyonce, Janet Jackson called she wants the dance routine from Rhythm Nation back.
Am I the only one that thinks the guys from Jackass must all be gay?
I couldn't have been the only one that thought that the Power Wheels Hummer that Missy Elliot was driving was going to break in half when she was dancing on it.
What's really wrong with Jessica Simpson?
Since when do they offer plastic surgery in prison? Lil' Kim looked more plastic than usual if that's possible.
Why did I fall asleep when those guys that were dancing on the treadmills came on and I woke up well rested and they were still on the damn tv?

Now I love a good awards show, but this show was pretty boring. Did they really have Al Gore come out and talk about global warming? Also, am I the only one that just heard about Mos Def and his situation? If you hadn't heard about it like me, click here to read the story.

I hope everyone has a safe and blessed holiday weekend and if you are lucky you can get through the whole weekend without having to hear that damn "Chain Hang Low" song!

Holla!

~L~

How did I get here?

2006-08-24T11:10:00.000-05:00

Have you ever gotten up one morning and just thought to yourself...Who am I and how did I become this? I suppose I have been thinking about that a lot lately since I am coming up on my 10 year high school reunion. Somehow I got suckered into being on the reunion committee, long story, let's just say when you are best friends/sisters with the person that was the student body president you aren't given much of a choice. Anywho when I graduated from high school I was an honor roll student who smoked on the regular, both stanking packs of Newports and my earthly medicinal necessity, lol. I was heavily into my music, both singing and playing and thought that no matter what that would be my life forever and always. I dated a thugged out drug dealer who I just knew I was in love with. That summer I discovered that a girl who had been one of my best friends since the 6th grade decided to go sleep with my boyfriend. Why thanks that's a great way to celebrate your friendship.

When I got to college I just didn't know what to do with myself. I had freedom, I could come and go as I pleased, I could smoke and drink without having to worry about parents, and what the heck was a curfew? Plus after being scorned in love, I was the most heartless female there was. I kept the thugged out drug dealer boyfriend around even after the drama, if for nothing else, but the fact that I was stupid, oh and the free weed helped. The thing about it is now I had the attitude that well look two can play that game. If you can screw around so can I. I remember talking to so many guys at once I got tired. Trying to remember who I told what to, who I went to what restaurant or movie with. That ish got tiring. And the second a guy tried to get sentimental and use the "L"-word, he was out the door. I didn't have time for that. I used to put the "P" in pimpin'! Not sure how the heck I got away with all I did, the boyfriend was so freakin' possessive it wasn't even funny and the relationship was ridiculous and abusive from both sides. But in the end he got payback. I finally came to my senses when he got arrested and had the nerve to tell me that when he was arrested he was laying up in some other chick's bed. WTF? Do you realize who you are talking to? I suppose the down side of my relationships was that, I was always the cool girl friend. I hung out with my man and all his friends. I played spades and pool with them, watched basketball and football with them and talked shit just as much if not more than any of them. So when he talked to me, or any of the rest of the guys I was talking to did, it was like they were talking to one of their guy friends. This negro slipped up, though. He called talking about go get some of my money from my sister and take care of this or that for me. Puh-lease yo' ass is in jail. I went and got that money from his sister, I drank it up though, or bought new shoes with it, I don't remember. He must have lost his fool ass mind.

*harp music plays*

Now skip ahead 10 years later. I am married with two kids, I said I was never having kids. Been with my husband for 9 years, married for 5. I haven't really done much with my music over the past few years with the exception of a wedding here or there, or a karaoke night every once in a while. I am happy, but I feel like I too often put myself on the back burner and have done so too often over the past few years. I am always too busy to do for me, there's always soccer for J or ballet, or a football game for the husband. I had to start making myself do the girls trips every year just to get one weekend for me! And the weight loss thing is the first thing I am really trying to stick too. Which it depends on the day sometimes how well that goes. But other than going to the gym and MySpace (which completely doesn't count) I don't really have anything I do for me on the regular. I don't blame anyone but myself for this. My husband and kids rely on me, because I am mom and because this is what I have conditioned them to do over the years. I just wonder sometimes when at all in my past did I think this would be my life.

All of this being said, I have decided recently that I am really going to try to start doing my music again. I have still been writing some over the years. Although I am usually not so comfortable in sharing. I did share one thing I wrote on my MySpace blog sometime back though, you can check it out here if you want. I have been trying to make new connections here and there and I really think I want to start getting serious again. I miss my music. That was the one thing that kept me sane. And in the madness that is my life sometimes I feel like I need that again. I need my sanity back. So you know what I am going to do....

I'm gonna catch the groove, I hear it calling my name!

Holla...
~L~

ps - If you haven't checked it out lately check out the group weight loss blog, I did an update on there on Monday and another one just today!

No rest for the weary!!!

2006-08-21T13:13:00.000-05:00

So I knew it was coming and I tried to pretend like it wouldn’t. The phone call from my girl, saying that I was bogus for not having updated my blog in over a week. I know, I know. But damn ya girl went on vacay and came back and they were trying to work me like a dog. I am still recovering at least in the office from being off, but I couldn’t neglect my peoples any longer. So what’s been up with me? Hmmm let’s see…

The weight loss thing…
Well I haven’t updated a lot on this on this blog since we have the other blog, but I hit a bit of a plateau for a while, but things are looking up. I agreed to/got suckered into coordinating the Weight Watchers at Work program for my building. We just had our first meeting last week and hopefully I can use that to help keep me in line and on track. We shall see.

As well as WW I joined our fitness center here in the office and have gotten over my phobia of working out at work. My trainer left my normal gym so I think I will use this gym to take advantage of the trainers that they have, plus they offer a variety of classes, which my regular gym does not have. We shall see how this goes.

Milwaukee Venom in the IFL playoffs!
So I haven’t updated on the husband’s football team much lately. They had their last regular season game this past Friday against the Burlington Blue Devils. At 2 minutes left in the 4th they were up 14-7. Somehow the Blue Devils managed to score, even though they hadn’t since the first half, and run a 2-point conversion leaving the Venom with only about 30 seconds to attempt unsuccessfully to score. So the team ended the season with a record of 6-3. Regardless of Saturday’s loss the Venom move onto the playoffs with their first post-season game to be played on September 2nd. I will try to update on that game after it happens.

Craig McNeil’s Milwaukee Talent Showcase
So I started out my weekend thinking, oh it won’t be too bad; I will try to get some rest in. Well, not so much. Friday evening came and the husband and I were stepping out to a Milwaukee Talent Showcase at 311 Restaurant. A friend of ours has recently started his own record label, Partyhouse Entertainment, and two of his artists were slated to perform at the show. The show was pretty good, they had a decent mix of rap/hip hop, r&b, neo-soul and even a comedian on tap to host the show and keep everyone laughing. (Especially when he fell and busted his ass on his way back to the table after introducing one of the groups.) I ran into a handful of old friends at the show, including a friend I used to sing with back in high school. She was playing drums and singing back up for this neo-soul/funk artist, Iberia. Iberia put on a good show I hadn’t seen her perform before, my husband who doesn’t like anything other than straight up rap was even bobbing his head, even though he didn’t think I saw him. We had a good time though. We finally made it home late as I don’t know what and just passed out into the bed!

Miami Vice
So the husband and I went to go see Miami Vice yesterday afternoon. We had both been just waiting to see it and finally had a chance. And honestly the jury is still out for a verdict on this one. While as is the case with most women, I could look at Collin Farrell and Jamie Foxx any day, all day, I expected must more from this film. Yes it had action and suspenseful points. But Tubbs did not have a jheri curl and Sonny well we never did find out whether or not he was wearing socks. Seriously, though the case was good, they filmed in some pretty great locations, but I guess I just wanted more. On top of it the shots in this film were a little crazy. At one point in the movie I told Chris I felt dizzy. If I decide later how I truly feel about this movie I will let you know.

Aiight kiddies that’s enough for today, I must go do some work. I am extra tired today I am not sure why. I need to get some work done so that I can get myself out of here on time to make it to the gym. Until next time, you know what to do…

Holla!
~L~

I done jumped up and can't jump no more!

2006-08-09T11:56:00.000-05:00

What's good fam? Ya girl is back and oh what a time she had! This weekend was incredible, we did the damn thang and I am still recovering from the weekend. So I wasn't too bad (T.Cas), but what fun would the trip be if I didn't have some tales I had to keep to myself, right. I am married not dead. lol Anywho, Friday morning I got up to head to the airport and got on my way to T.O., made it there a little after 10am their time and met up with my friend, Terri, in customs. Now T flew in from MKE on a different flight because of technical difficulties, shall we say. Anywho she and I had a good hour before our other 2 counterparts made it in from Charlotte, so we made a home at the little Cafe/Bar to kill some time, taking in the sites of the people in the airport. Once it got closer to time for their flight to arrive we made our way to the area where people meet folks coming through customs. They have a board above the area that lists arriving flights, it changes back and forth between French and English. I used this time to have my own personal French lesson as I speak none. Now 'Arrived' was pretty easy 'Arrive', 'On Time' was a little harder 'L'Huevre' (I think I am spelling that right!), but I 'bout lost it when we looked and saw that the flight info for Charlotte had been updated to 'Delayed' which was 'En Retard'. Damn they must know my friends pretty good. Either that or the know that everyone in Charlotte is retarded! hahahaha! Sorry that was hilarious to me at the time. Possibly since I had been up since about 3:30 am!

Anywho their plane had finally 'arrive' and I got a text message from them that they were coming through customs and we are waiting and waiting, when I get another text message that USAirways had lost one of my friend's bags. Now the last time we came to town they didn't want to let her in the country all because the lady at USAirways didn't think her birth certificate was an authentic certificate. Now this! Needless to say she has now vowed to never return to Canada, I am hoping over time I might be able to twist her arm.

We got a car went to the hotel, dropped off bags and hit the streets. We headed over to the Eaton Centre to get in a little shopping, between the 3-level H&M and the 6 or 7 Aldo shoe stores in that place a girl was just in heaven! After the mall, we went to a restaurant there and grabbed a little something to eat. While chillin' in the restaurant a group of guys walks. We all start talking and joking back and forth when this cat says they are from Milwaukee! WTF!!!! How the heezy do I go to another country and still run into cats from the Brew? Anyway we finished getting our grub on and made the all so important stop to LCBO (the liquor store) and stocked up for a weekend of fun.

We made it back to the hotel, Lisa and I headed up to the roof top to have our drinks in the sun, while the old folks took a nap. Went back to the room got situated and headed to Inside Lounge (club owned by Vince Carter). We had a good time the floor is 4 levels. They were having a party hosted by Baba Kahn (dj/promoter up in T.O.) . Who do we run into at the club, but at least half of the Milwaukee boys. Next floor! Naw kidding they were cool, and at least some of them cats looked a little too familiar. We made our way up to the roof top patio and got our groove on. We had a little drama, but nothing that was going to ruin my night. We closed down the place at about 4 or 5 and headed back to the hotel.
Me and the ladies in the hotel lobby

On the rooftop at Inside Lounge

Enter day 2: Saturday
We got up Saturday morning, headed down to the hotel restaurant to get our free breakfast. Went back to the rooms and got ready for a day at the parade. We made our way over to the CNE and took in about 4 hours of the parade in the hot, hot sun! We all left about 10 shades darker and/or sunburned, but we had too much fun there too! The mas bands were great, and some of them big girls made me feel damn good about myself! hahaha! Someone needs to put out some rules before next year though. First, it is not necessary for your hair to match your mas band costume! Had I seen one more child up in that piece with a lime green weave up in her hair, I would have had to scream. Second, we know you are going to be walking all day and don't want your feet to hurt, but do you really have to wear your lawn mowing tennis shoes to play mas? You couldn't have gotten some cute coordinated Pumas and worked that out? I'm just saying! Third, if you are wearing a costume with boy cut shorts, do not, I repeat, do not wear your own black boy cut drawls under them so everyone can see them. That's tacky! Finally, when wearing your mas costume, do not ever, ever, ever, ever wear reinforced control top panty hose! That's just wrong. Here are a few pics from the parade. In the silver, the guy dancing up on the girl...John Singleton. I wish we had a better pic, but you have to take my word for it that's him. He was looking a little spooky dancing up on all the girls.

That night we headed to Afterlife, for another party hosted by Baba Kahn. The music was straight, not quite as live as the night, before and it was hot as hell in that place. We had to make our way up to the roof top. Had a few laughs over this spastic girl on the dance floor who just knew she was doing the damn thing. We ended that night about 3-3:30am, headed back to the hotel and Lisa and I left and headed to do the traditional trek down to Yonge and Dundas Square to laugh at the sites. This is the spot where everyone goes with their whips, and just roll up and down the street. The young girls in very little clothes are always hilarious, because they are always trying so hard to look cute, when half of the guys appear to care less. So after a chuckle or two out there it was time to call it a night. We headed back to the hotel and got some shut eye.

Enter day 3: Sunday
Sunday we got up did the b-fast and got ready to hit the ferry to head out to Centre island, one of the Toronto Islands. Every year at Centre Island there is a big Arts and Cultural Festival with great food and music. We had a great time spending the day out there. The music was great, especially since this year they had a Cuban Salsa band, Cafe Cubano. I need to find out if they have any cd's or a website. They were great, I got a workout getting my salsa on in the grass and waving my flag.
Even the old white people got their jump up on!

A shot of T.O. from Centre Island

After we made it back from the island, more tan and sunburned than before, we headed to the hotel to go back up to the rooftop jacuzzi for a bit and continue our libations. Stayed up there until it got dark and was time to get ready to head to the Nelly party at The Docks. We were looking fierce and ready to hit the club. We got there, no one was on the dance floor, but since when has that stopped us. We got out there and soon it was nice and packed on the dance floor. We moved around took in the sites and got our groove on while we watched the faces of the young bucks in the club as the dj started taking it back to the old school playing Kool and the Gang, New Edition, and many more! We went and rested our feet on the patio for a bit, and made our way back in. Jammed a bit more. Now 2 of the chicks we were with decided to head back to the patio to get a bite to eat. How about as soon as they did Nelly took the stage. Me and one friend were getting our groove on trying to keep an eye on the door for them as we drooled over that boy! lol How about those were the two with the daggone cameras too? And how about them heiffas didn't make it back and in in time and completely missed Nelly. Wow. I suppose I will have the memories in my mind. That night ended sadly at about 3:30am as we realized that in the am we would all be headed home. *sigh*

We had a blast. I have never been disappointed on a trip up for Caribana. And there is only one question remaining to be asked...Where is the next fete??

Until next time y'all know what to do!

Holla!
~L~

It's time to JUMP UP JUMP UP!

2006-08-03T15:33:00.000-05:00

So my good people the countdown clock is winding to a close! In 14 hours and 31 minutes, I will be boarding a plan to head to Toronto for CARBINA! I have checked the weather reports the forecast is shows sunny and clear for the weekend. I have packed my bags, I have printed my boarding passes, I have confirmed my hotel and I have paid for the tickets to get my groove on Sunday night at mellows party at The Docks. Nothing left to do now, but to get there! Yah heard?

We have our itinerary for the trip laid out. We know where we are headed when we land tomorrow, we know the plan for the parade Saturday, we know what clubs, restaurants and parties we are hitting when we get there. Can you tell I am ants as hell! Anyway, I will be back and hopefully with many tales and pica, but not too many, since you know *singing* WHAT HAPPENS IN DE PARTY STAYS IN PARTY! But the ones I can share I will.

Thanks for everyones kind words about my accident. I am ok with the exception of some soreness in my back at this point. My car got dropped off at the shop this morning. Hopefully she will be back to her so fresh and so clean self in no time.

Until next time...Holly!

~L~

New Tailgate Assembly...

2006-08-01T14:07:00.000-05:00

647.00 + labor!!!!

New tail lights...

...257.60 + labor!!!

Having the person that hit you be more concerned with their cat in the travel crate than the fact that they hit you.....PRICELESS!!!!

Thank goodness that girl had insurance, or I would be highly ticked!!

Surviving more madness...

2006-07-24T21:53:00.000-05:00

I say to y'all all the time that I couldn't make up some of the stuff that happens to me even if I tried. So last week was my trip for work out to Connecticut for training. Now I left on Tuesday to head to the east my brother, to the east. (Sorry I had to for all the old school XClan fans) I got to work Tuesday morning with plans to work for 4 hours, and then go home and work for the afternoon so I could get things situated, make sure last minute things were packed, etc. I got to work that morning, and went to check my phone after about an hour or so and black screen! WTF!!! How about my damn phone was on the fitz. Wouldn't power on, wouldn't ring, nothing! Now I tried to call the husband, because I usually let him deal with anything that has to do with our cell phones, since that's the business he is in. Now I will spare you the details, but my husband works for Cingular, but my phone is a Sprint. So I tried to call him before I left work, but no answer, he must have been busy with customers. I head out of work on time, right about 12:15pm. Happy that I was leaving on time, but stressing that I was about to leave out of town and I have a cell phone that is not working. Not only did that mean no contact, but it also meant no nothing, since I have a Treo my life is in that phone.

So I get home and log on to do some more work and I send a text message to the husband about the phone, he tells me to call one of his friends who still works for Sprint. Ummmm yeah how can I do that I have no phone? (and we axed the house phone a long time ago.) So he goes back and forth and finally tells me to go to his friends store all the way out in one of the suburbs so that he can swap out my phone for me. Ummm, that's great but its 2pm, I am not done packing and I have to get there and to the airport before 5pm. I put everything into NoS turbo boost and got out the house and headed to his friends store. How about 2 blocks from the store I look down and my phone is powering up. WTF!!! So I got to the store anyway, he takes a look at the phone and takes the battery off and puts it back on and it fitzes again, sucks because he can't transfer any of my info, but good because at least I don't look crazy since it did the same thing to him. He swaps out the phone I am good to go head to the airport and make it there right at 5pm. Perfect timing!

I get there get on my flight, no problems. I had to fly through O'Hare that went smoothly. I get my flight out to White Plains, NY, get in the air and on our way. We are in the air and its about 15 mins before when we are scheduled to land. We are looking into the distance and thinking wow those look like some bad storms out that way as we see lightening flashing through the sky in the distance. At that point the pilot comes on the speak and say, "Well ladies and gentleman, I have good news and bad news. The bad news is that there are pretty bad weather conditions in the White Plains area, there are standing waters, and tornado warnings. The good news is we are landing...in Albany, NY. Right now we aren't sure what the plan of action will be we may refuel and wait out the storm, we may bus you in or we may have to wait it out over night. We will keep you posted as we learn more." WTF!!!! It's 11:45pm at night! So we land and they keep us on the plane, about 2 hours later they decide we are going to go ahead and fly into White Plains as the storms have passed. By the time we finally landed in White Plains it was almost 2am. By the time I made it and got checked into the hotel it was 3:15am!

The next two days I had training it was a great class, I met some great people, I will spare you the details. Thursday, was the day finally time to get back home. Turned out we got out of training a little early, so I went ahead and got on the road to the airport, trying to call ahead to see if there might be an earlier flight I could make it on. I call United get put on hold and disconnected. Call again, and wait on hold...again...and finally get someone on the line. By now I am about 5 minutes from the airport, looking for some place to put gas in the rental car. She tells me that there is a flight scheduled to leave out in 30 mins. Well that's not going to happen. So then she says one moment and comes back to the line to tell me that my flight which was scheduled for 7:45pm was showing that it was going to be 2 hours late. Which would put me into O'Hare too late to make my connecting flight to MKE. I was so annoyed at that point. I tried to weigh my options but get to the point where I am like oh well what can I do. I figure I will call for a car service to pick me up from O'Hare to get me back to Milwaukee. I decide I am going to head to the mall and grab some dinner since I have time to kill. Then I remembered that the dumb rental car had to be back at the airport by 7pm. So I headed back to the airport to return the car and go ahead and check in for my flight. I get there and begin to another O'Hare bound passenger who says that there was a 2:34pm flight that was scheduled to go to O'Hare that never left but that is now scheduled to leave at 7:45pm, my original flight time. I get up to the agent, who checks me in for my scheduled flight that now isn't supposed to leave until 9:46 and puts me on standby for the 2:34pm flight which is now supposed to leave at 7:45pm. The time comes and I get on the 7:45pm flight. Thank goodness. Home free, right?

Not exactly. We land in Chicago at 9:05pm. My flight home was scheduled to leave at 10:15pm with boarding to start at 9:55pm. As we land the flight attendant lists the connecting flights with gates and of course my flight is leaving from a gate on the other side of the airport that is about a 20 minute walk. There is a shuttle that I could take, however according to the flight attendant it stops running at 9:30pm. So what that means is we get stuck in the penalty box for 22 minutes and of course I will miss the shuttle, all because our gate isn't open. I get off the plane prepared to book it. I walk past where the shuttle is and its still open. The lady says that they kept it running late, because of the bad weather, they knew that they would have people needing the shuttle. Great! I get on the shuttle get to the concourse I need to be in find my gate and of course it has already been switched. Figures! I find the new gate and there are apparently 4 flights leavin out of the same gate within 4 minutes of one another, obviously impossible, but only at O'Hare would they even pretend like it could happen. so 10:15pm changed on the sign behind the desk to 10:24 which was soon 10:47! We finally get on the plane, but we don't take off until almost 11:30. All of this shit for a 15 minute flight. We finally land in Milwaukee, I am so exhausted and ready to be home. I get off the plane, make my way out to the parking structure, get to my car and how about I left the fucking dome light on in my car and the battery's dead! That night could not have ended any other way!

I am exhausted from even recapping this. Its past my bed time so I am outta here y'all. Until next time...holla at ya girl!

Oh I don't want to forget to mention, I am on two more blogs so check me out if you have time. A group of bloggers has started a weight loss blog so check out "Shake Dat Ass Folk!" So check that one out when you get a chance. Also, my friend Rodney and I have a new blog called "I See Stupid People." I am sure you can't figure out what the blog is about. If you can't, we might just be talking about you! hahah!

Night y'all!
~L~

Why you wanna go and do that now huh?

2006-07-17T19:31:00.000-05:00

What's up my people's? Ya girl has been very, very busy lately and I have a bit to catch y'all up on.

Just can't leave well enough alone?
So after the last time Vargas got his ass wooped, please see horrific photos here, you would have thought that he had enough sense to leave "Sugar" Shane Mosley alone. But nooooooo! He had to go flapping his jaw for a rematch. And in turn "Sugar" Shane had to put it on his ass and lay him out in 6 rounds. Hey Vargas, I will say it again! Shut up and take your ass whooping like a real man this time!

Milwaukee Venom now 4-0!
So Saturday, your girl was just a little busy. I had the girls here at the house most of the day, but the evening I just was running like a wild woman. The husband had his 4th game and the Venom had its 4th win! That win should keep the Venom in first place in the IFL's National Conference going into game 5 in Fond du Lac against the Crusaders. We'll see Saturday afternoon if the Venom can keep their unvarnished record.

Aren't I just a social butterfly?
So after the game Saturday night, I had to hit the birthday circuit. The family and I finally made it home from the game by about 9:45pm and I had scarfed down my food changed clothes and buzzed back out the door. I called myself trying to make it an early night, but that was nothing close to what happened. By the time I made it down to Lucille's Piano Bar, to meet up with everyone for Sue's birthday it was close to 10:30pm. It was hot as hell in there since it was still 90 degrees outside and this place apparently had no a/c and everyone with the group I was meeting was ready to head out. I went with them across the street to Cafe Vecchio's and had a Flirtini mingled for a bit and then decided to make my way to the next evenings event.

After leaving Sue and the gang I headed North to my girl Liz's house. She recently moved in with her man and was having a get together to show off the new crib and to celebrate her birthday. I get there and the parking on the street in front of her house is completely all taken. So I have to circle the block and come around and park on the side of the house. I am thinking to myself as I walk towards Liz's that at the end of the night someone will definitely need to walk me back to my car, because I am not walking back over here by myself. So I make my way upstairs and as is usually the case with good friends, I am being asked to make drinks for people before I even put my purse down. I do my duties, in the heat (they had only like 2 window a/c units, damn I must love my friends) make the drinks and then make my way out to the balcony. Come up on Liz's sister who is outside chilling with one of her male friends, who just so happens to be a guy I went to school with. So we all caught up for a bit and I made my way back inside realizing I still had yet to make a drink for myself. Make myself a drink and go in to watch the spades game to plot my takeover! lol

So I am sitting there chilling watching the games, watching my friend talk hella shit, but that's what we do when we play spades. As I am sitting there, I have my arm resting on the back of the seat of this cat sitting at the other spades table. He leans back and bumps my arm and I apologize for being all up on his chair he says that's ok and starts trying to lean back more. Umm, no let me just move. So for the rest of the night I have to deal with what this man thought was game, all the while I was trying my hardest to make my wedding ring oh so visible. So I finally work my way into a game and the cards just weren't going the way of my and my partner. Finally everyone calls it a night. You know black folks, everyone makes their plates and we all make our way out. Its now 3:30am, and I say good night as I head towards my car figuring there are at least people outside so if something happens to me I can make enough noise for someone to notice. Just then no-game-brotha starts walking my way asking if he can walk me to the car. I don't turn down the offer since I really didn't want to walk to my car by myself. We get to my car, I turn to hop in say goodnight and this conversation occurs:

Him: So when can I talk to you again?
Me: (Being the honest sister I am, trying to figure out when we had talked in the first place all the while trying to flash my wedding rock!) Probably never!
Him: What if I give you my number?
Me: *laughing by now* I can guarantee you I won't use it
Him: Why is that?
Me: I am married.
Him: Are you happy?
Me: (Thinking WTF kind of question is that?) Yes, very!
Him: *handing me a piece of paper* Well here's my number if you ever get unhappy give me a holla.
Me: *laughing, rolling eyes and getting in the car* Umm, yeah ok, good night.

Now, I know enough guys read this. WTF! If I said I am married and I am laughing dead in your face, why oh why do you continue to try to flatter yourself just to get squashed. If I was going to miraculously become "unhappy" with my marriage would you think that I would call you. And if I would do that to my husband, why would you want to deal with my trifflin' ass. Please y'all know I am a straight up bitch right. I got in the car, turned up my T.I. drove off crumbled up that little piece of paper and threw it out the window. I ain't trying to take that mess home and start some shit with the husband over nothing. Please!

Then I am on my way home getting my jam on to the music enjoying the warm breeze windows down, sunroof open. All of a sudden I notice a faint honking noise, faint because my music was up that loud. I look over to see this dark shadow looking my way out an open window from the car next to me. I turn my music down just enough to hear him ask me, "Why are you driving so fast?" Mind you when we had taken off from the last light he had been keeping up with me, "I said why are you driving so fast?" He laughs, and says again, "Where you trying to get to so fast?" The light changed and as I drove off, I said, "Read the plates," and turned the window back up. Damn that felt good, I have been waiting for a moment like that. At least I know I still got it! hahahah!

Aiight y'all!
I need to hop off of here, I really should be packing for my work trip I leave tomorrow. I will try to blog while I am out there, it should be a little easier actually since I won't have to heat up spaghetti-o's, prevent potty accidents and do bath time. Until next time, holla at ya girl!

Random stuff I just need to get out!

2006-07-11T15:52:00.000-05:00

1. I need a bedtime! Remember when you were 8 and had to go to bed at 8:30 and you used to be annoyed because you knew that the bad butt kids at school who's mama's went clubbing every Wednesday through Sunday could stay up as late as they wanted. Damn me for having a responsible mama! I have rediscovered the importance of a bed time. I can't for the life of me get my butt out of bed to get back to the gym in the morning. I have decided after the news it is my bedtime! I'll let y'all know how that works out.

2. Warning! Warning! Eating a whole bunch of sunflower seeds will make your tongue numb. Trust me I speak from experience. Please see the pic the the right, no good I tell you people. I am doing my civic duty and warning you so that what has happened to me does not happen to any of you. Its not a good feeling. Its not my fault though, those damned things are addictive!

3. Do I appear to be missing any meals? I think not! Than why do the people at work always feel the need to force you to take leftover wraps, sandwiches, chips, sodas or cookies every time there are leftovers from some big wigs meeting. What part of I don't need 2 lunches today don't you understand people. I am a big girl, there is nothing about me that should be screaming, "Damn I look hungry!"

4. Why am I so tired? Its not like I got up off my lazy ass and went to the gym this morning or anything!

5. Why isn't it time to go home yet? Do you ever have one of those days where you have a list of stuff you need to accomplish, but you don't feel like doing any of it? Welcome to my day good people!

6. Lazy Sanitation Department! So I went to my parents house on Sunday to water their plants because they were out of town. I pull up to their house and in the middle of the street right in front of their driveway is a dead huge nasty ass lookin' raccoon. His face was all nasty and smashed in. Why did I submit a request to the sanitation department to have it picked up and got a notice back that my request will be completed within 10 days. WTF! Do you know what happens to a dead animal over 10 days! I have to pick up my parents tonight from the airport, as I pull up their driveway I will just announce to them "WELCOME HOME!"

7. What's wrong with my child? So last night my 2-year old was apparently pissed off at me for not cooking dinner fast enough, how about this little nut decided that out of anger it was a good idea to bite her own damn finger! She comes to me crying, I am trying to figure out what is wrong with her trying to calm her down and she's waving her finger at me. My oldest walks in to tell me that her sister had bit herself on the finger. I asked her if that's what happened, she screams, "YEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!" I proceeded to ask her why she did it, she stopped crying a bit and her face had a rather confused look on it when she then said, "I don't know." Got up and walked away! Only my children!

8. What did he ever do to you? So my co-worker was telling me yesterday about how her roommate caught a mouse that they had in their condo on one of those sticky safe traps. She was home alone and heard this loud high pitched yelping noise and couldn't figure out for the life of her what the noise was. She went in the kitchen and what did she find but a mouse trapped on the sticky pad. (Background on this chick, she is one of those overly sensitive, be kind to animal types.) So she couldn't figure out what to do and how to get the mouse off of this pad. So she called her mom, by now completely sobbing out of pity for the mouse on the phone to her mom, to ask her what to do. Her mom calmly told her that the smartest thing to do since she couldn't seem to get the mouse off would be to put him out of his misery. Well she said she didn't want the mouse to suffer, so she didn't just put it in the garbage and let it starve to death and die. She wanted it to have a quick and "painless" death. So what did she do. She took the mouse on the sticky pad and placed it in the middle of the street. Then she proceeded to get in her car, tears streaming down her face and roll over the mouse repeatedly. Apparently this was better than just whacking the shit out of it with a broom! I couldn't help myself but to bust out laughing. This is why when we get field mice from our backyard, my plan, kill that mutha fucker, he knew better than to be all up in my house in the first place. If he wanted to live he should have kept his butt outside.

9. Why did I voluntarily babysit an almost 6-month old baby last night? I have said repeatedly that I don't like other people's kids. I guess I was doing my good deed for the day, or week, or year, or hell for my life! L's brat sitting service is now closed for business!

10. Why do I have to go to Connecticut for business next week? Why can't I go somewhere interesting? Darn it! Figures send me to CT! Anyone know any good restaurants or stuff I might be able to do on my free night in CT. Anyone out that way? Holla at me!

Whew! I feel so much better I just had to get that stuff off of my chest today! So last week I was so excited to make it back to Summerfest, well yeah how about that didn't happen. Long story, but oh well. Either way, my friend, Shelvey, still followed through with good pics of Anthony Hamilton and Floetry! Thought I would share, so I will leave you with these. Until next time, holla at ya girl!

I am now a lot dumber for having talked to you!

2006-07-06T14:06:00.000-05:00

Y'all it is just one of those days! Folks wanna mess with me and I am just not digging it. Now out of the 5 people on our HR team, I am one of 2 in the office this week. My boss is on vacation, one person is transferring to a new job and another well I think she is somewhere picking her nose, I don't really know or care. However the other girl that's in the office with me this week and I have decided that next year they better tell all of their people to take vacation at the same time so that they aren't there to bug the shit out of us.

I had this one lady call me this morning, she was confused because when she entered her time off in the system that she forgot to enter 2 months ago, she didn't think it went through correctly. I asked her if she went back in to look at it and verify it. Silence...she acted like she had not a clue what I was talking about. Now this isn't a new employee and the system we use is not like operating a rocket or anything, it is a simple web-based system. If she wasn't sure if it went through all she had to do was go back in and click on the date. Apparently that was too difficult. I walked her through it she says she thinks it took, but that she didn't enter the other 2 dates, I told her she can go back in and add them. Hell you waited 2 months, I think the system can handle you making a change on the same day. So she hangs up. Not even 10 minutes later, my phone rings again. I can tell by the caller ID it is her calling back, I reluctantly answer the phone. She says, "I went back into the system to look and it shows those days, but it shows 'absence'?" I am thinking, yeah ok, what's the problem? She says, again, "Well it says 'absence'?" I realize then that her issue is with the word 'absence'. I say well if you weren't in the office that is by definition an absence, what did you indicate when you entered the 'absence'? Did you indicate that it was vacation, personal illness or personal business? I could hear the sound of the wheels in her brain struggling to turn. I finally walk her through clicking on the date where it pulls up the 'absence' where it shows what type of 'absence' it was. Oh lord when I got done with that woman, I was certain I had lost a few thousand brain cells. I mean damn if I wanted to lose brain cells I could go back to my college days of chiefin'...being friends with buddha...crumblin'herb...hell you get what I am saying. At least back then it was by choice!

I think after having to deal with her, I should get extra credit points and be able to get out of here early. What do you think? I am heading back to Summerfest tonight. Its kind of crazy usually it is hard to find a decent act with a R&B/hip-hop flavor on one night, but this year has been different. There have been a few days of decent urban artists. On this past Monday the largest stage (you have to pay for those tickets in addition to entrance to the festival) had Mary J. Blige and Ne-Yo. Friends of mine attended that show and said it was hot. Tonight we are going to see Anthony Hamilton at one of the free stages, at another stage Floetry is performing. and at another Digital Underground! Tomorrow I know Chris Brown is performing out there and Milwaukee's own Cincere. The Summerfest organizers this year are trying to get plenty of brownie points, considering previous years there has been so much disappointment over the lack of R&B and hip-hop artists. They really stepped their game up this year. Opening for Anthony Hamilton tonight is the group of a friend of mine, a local Milwaukee group, Growing Nation. Think Arrested Development mixed with A Tribe Called Quest mixed with Herby Hancock. I have seen them perform before and they put on a pretty good show. It should be a good show tonight. I will try to take some pics if I can, otherwise I think my friend Shelvey will be there again with his camera and I will try to get some pics posted for you when I can.

Aiight let me pretend to do some work for this next little hour so I can get the heck out of dodge. Until next time....holla at ya girl!

Pic of the day...

Faithful to the end!

2006-07-05T10:19:00.000-05:00

Hola everyone! I trust everyone had a happy and safe 4th of July Weekend. I definitely enjoyed my extended weekend. Today is my first day in the office, so it is now time to play catch up in the blog world and in the office. However, I felt it was only right to take care of my blog peeps first!

The last time I blogged was last Thursday and I was excited about going to the first night of Summerfest! And boy I was it a night. That night was off the chain. We headed down to Summerfest about 6:30pm, after getting the kids situated with the babysitter and getting changed it was time for the ladies to hit the road. We made our trek down to the lake front, battled the treacherous traffic and parking and got to the Harley-Davidson stage just in time to catch the Rusty Ps getting Funk'd Up! I was a little annoyed that it took that long to get in to the park and traffic, because by the time we made it to the stage they were already a song or so into their only 30 minutes set! It was murder trying to get into the park, because not only was it the first night, but there was great weather and apparently there was a power outage that had the park in the dark for a few hours earlier that evening. So apparently everyone had heard that the outage had ended and was trying to get down to park to enjoy the evening. After the Ps left the stage, these kind of new age white cats took the stage. They were doing a kind of experimental jazz type thing blended with old hip-hop. The sound was cool, a little too new age for me though. But it fit the mood with the true hip-hop heads in the place. After they got off the stage, a comedian took the stage, not really sure who he was he said he was going to be in an upcoming movie with Mike Epps. So when I figure out who that cat was I will let you know. He was aiight, he had everybody rolling talking about the different "hats" of hip hop past, pulling out different hats and repping different artists. It was kind of funny. DJ Devest8 came and rocked the 1s and 2s. Then Milwaukee's own Black Elephant took the stage. Now I had heard about the group, but had not yet had the opportunity to see them perform. They ripped it up, but they had a pretty short set. I am sure the audience wouldn't have minded them staying on stage a bit longer, however they will be back at Summerfest before it ends, I believe opening up for either Floetry or Anthony Hamilton this Thursday. After they left the stage, Milwaukee's other hometown boy Rico Love came out to do the damn thing. It was a great mix of a lot of Milwaukee artists at their finest. Le'Che Martin (of Diddy's Making the Band Season 2??) was on background vocals for him. Le'Che has her own album out and from the tracks I have heard it is pretty good. After Rico left the stage, a guy I had never heard of out of ATL hit the stage, Cofa Boy. Ummmm, ATL could have kept him. He had straight beats and the crowd stayed moving, but he didn't fit the vibe of the night. There were a lot of true hip-hop heads in the audience. This guy was move of a gangster/snap type of something or another. I wasn't feeling him. I think other people in the audience would have even taken to him better had he at least been a hometown artist, since that was kind of the theme for the evening. I personally would have preferred a few more tracks from the Ps, Black Elephant or Rico myself. But whatever Summerfest is trying to do better. It was years ago you couldn't get any hip-hop or rap music at any of the stages. Especially not as the nights headliners. So whatever, since it was opening night, Cofa Boy got cut short since the annual Big Bang fireworks show had to take place. Fireworks show was nice and a way to get the crowd ready for what was about to come. That boy from the city of wind Com-Sense! The show was great. Everyone was on their feet (my feet were on fire by the end of the night and I was wearing flat flip flops!) and the true fans were hanging onto every word, from Be to The Light to The Food to Faithful to straight freestylin! He pulled out tracks old and new and reminded all of us how much we loved the lyricist. And for the ladies it couldn't hurt at all that that man is gorgeous! Whooo, almost had a sistah passed out! Anywho, I will stop going on and share some pics from the show. The pics of Common were taken by Shelvey a friend of mine from MySpace that just so happened to be sitting right next to us, that was crazy. Enjoy!

This Zoo is a zoo!
So for some God unknown reason, my friend Holly and I, decided to take the kids to the zoo this past Sunday. (Yes, that is Holly of running in the tornado fame.) Holly is in town from Texas and we figured we needed to get the kids together while they were here. Well not thinking that the zoo might be kind of crazy the Sunday before the 4th, we decided to take the kids Sunday late morning early afternoon, before the girls and I needed to head to the husband's football game. So I get up get the kiddie's ready, give the husband a few evil looks for sleeping in and not partaking in this plethora of family fun and push on out the door. We arrive to the entrance to the zoo to only be met by a line that stretched back for blocks. How about it took us about 30 minutes just to get into the parking lot. Once we got into the parking lot we were lead down the death march past what is normally the far away parking to a patch of grass next to the freeway to park. No one happened to let me know that the Sunday before the 4th of July the Milwaukee County Zoo hosts a event for veterans, military personnel and their families. Needless to say it was ri-damn-diculous up in that place. The battle for strollers was something else, and the houses for the indoor animals were crowded beyond belief. By the time we left the zoo we were exhausted just from dealing with all the people. But as is usually the case, the kids had fun so that's what mattered. Plus, they got to see each other which doesn't happen often considering Holly and her family moved to Texas, so its all about the churins!

Another 'W' under the belt!
So the husband had another game this past Sunday. The Milwaukee Venom took on the West Allis Predators and have upped their record to 2-0, so far this season. With a 28-7 win, the Venom is looking better and better each week. This Saturday, they take on the Lake Country Cyclones at an away game in Arrowhead.

I can't eat anymore BBQ...
So Monday and Tuesday this week were filled too much food and alcohol. I couldn't even tell you how many mojijtos I made on Monday. But damn they were good. Last night I took the girls to see the fireworks, and I must say that daggone hatch back comes in handy. We didn't have a blanket so we just went to the car and sat in the trunk with the top up. It worked out well for all of us.

Aiight y'all I need to get back to work. My boss is out of the office, so I am trying to get a little catch up done, while it is semi-quiet. Until next time, catch up and check out my ridiculous CA adventure if you haven't done so already. I'll try to hit y'all back tomorrow.

Holla at ya girl!

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Is the suspense killing you?

2006-06-29T09:04:00.000-05:00

I didn't mean to leave y'all hanging on my tale of drama from CA. But typing out that last ordeal was so draining that I had to take a breather! :)

The Saga continues...
So Monday morning we get up, my dad goes to trade in the dealer car for an actual rental. He wants everyone ready when he gets back so we can get on the road and head to take my brothers girls friend home, pick up my other brother who had to work on father's day and head to the boat. When my dad finally returns its like 11am and pretty much everyone is ready to hit the road. It didn't take me much time at all seeing as how I had our bags packed the day before. He comes in and is like lets hit it. We say cool, but we need to stop for food. Now we have had at least 8 people in this house since we had arrived on Wednesday it is now Monday and this man wants to act surprised that there is no milk or cereal left in the house. Ugh, cheap skate you only bought two boxes of cereal what did you expect. This fool says y'all better eat when we get out to the boat. Oh hell to the naw, you are not about to have me not eating for a whole damn day again. No sireeee buddy! He chuckles, I give him and evil look and he proceeds to get the cooler ready for the boat, I had to double check behind him since he almost left the daggone E&J! We get packed up and roll out. He says what do y'all want to eat, everyone is pretty much in a consensus...Denny's. My stepmom then decides to say what if we get something fast and just eat in the car so we can get rolling. Everyone grumbled, but needless to say I was eating Wendy's sooner than I could blink. Whatever I was not going to sweat it.

So we go to LA drop off my one brother's girlfriend, pick up my other brother, and head to Oxnard to hit the boat. So we get there, its like 3 or 4pm. My dad doesn't want to unload the truck, because he wants to see if there is any straightening up to be done on the boat? errr? Its your boat, how do you not know if you cleaned it the last time you were on it? And how are you going to bring us down and think you are going to get free labor to clean YOUR boat? So we get ready to head down the dock toward the boat and I ask my dad how many people this boat sleeps, he says 6. Ummmm, excuse me did you notice there were 8 or us? My brother just looks at me and shakes his head. My brother says, "You see that really big nice boat on the end?" I say, "Yes." He says "Count 5 boats up on the left of the dock you see that little one with the green top? That's dad's." WTF!!!! Oh hells no! We get on the boat and they have no sheets or anything on the two beds and he begins to give us the warnings on how you can't do number 2 on the boat you have to go up on the dock to the building. He says they have showers up there too. That's nice...L don't do public showers. So he and his wife move some stuff around for a bit, I think they called that cleaning, and then he says lets go hit the boating store and get some food. We go get Thing 2 a life jacket, since they didn't have any on the boat small enough for her, and then we roll to go get some food. Once we are done there we roll to the grocery store and then go back to the docks to unload the boat. Since we wanted to get that done before it gets dark.

We get the boat unloaded and I ask my stepmom if she has any sheets and blankets for the beds, she says oh no we need to go get some. WTF!!!! So here we go everyone mounts up again and we roll down the street the runs up to the docks to see what store we can find to buy bedding. My step mom tells my dad to stop at the damn 99cents store! Are you freaking kidding? You don't really think they will have blankets and sheets and stuff do you? This is why I often think that the peroxide that is used to dye all her wigs blonde must be seeping through and effecting her brain! Anywho...she comes back out with an almost surprised look on her face that the dollar store didn't have bedding and we trek on, and find a KMart just up the road. I do despise KMart more than Walmart if that is even possible. We pull up to KMart and she begins to hop out and my dad says, "L its your turn to go in with her." WTF? My turn? I didn't see your ass take a turn? And since when did I offer to take turns with anyone? WTF!!! I said whatever and hopped out the car and follow her in. Now I walk directly to the bedding and find where they have the blankets and plane sheets. She starts talking about wanting matching sheets and comforters. This shit is going on a boat, who fucking cares??? So now she in the bed in a bag area, trying to find twin sets, so I am like just grab 3...oh but no, she wants 3 that match. And then she's doing the do you like this color thing, WTF! So after about 30 minutes of that with me texting my husband in the car cussing like how the hell did I get on this assignment? She finally finds 3 sets that she likes and that match and I am like what about the boys? So she buys 2 $3.99 blankets and oh what about pillows. And I ask do you have towels? The little things you should think about before you invite people out to your boat. So we finally walk out of the store an hour and $203.11 later and head back to the boat. You know the first thing I did when I hopped aboard right. Poured me a nice stiff E&J and coke! Ugh Family!

We capped off the night with a family game of spades, me and my youngest brother against my dad and my other brother. That was one of the most laid back moments of the whole trip! The next morning we get up deal with the boat some more and go out on the water for.....wait for it...a whole womping 45 minutes! All that bs for 45 mins! Whatever the kids enjoyed themselves so that's all that matters right. The rest of our stay was filled with more family drama and more wig changes by the stepmom, but soon just as swift as we arrived we were on our way back home. What would I do without this quality time every year? And my husband wants to move out there? Hmph....we'll see about that!

It's been a minute...
So in the midst of my madness I decided to share some other writing I did a while back on my MySpace Blog (which I don't use much, I have decided to only use it for poetry and other writing like that). If you want to check it out and give me an honest opinion, click here.

Sandeep is officially stalking me...
So the husband and I went to the Ladybug Club last Friday for a friend's birthday. Friday night is salsa night and my husband doesn't dance, but it was his friend's birthday so he went. All excited because he finally fit into a pair of 36" waist pants! So we are there I look up and who do I see but my laptop stalker! How do these people find me, what is an Indian dude doing in a salsa club anyways? I tried to avoid eye contact and I think I was successful!

Milwaukee Venom IFL Game of the Week!
So the husband had his first football game on Sunday, and the Milwaukee Venom took the Muskego Hitmen in a 13-6 win! The IFL has named their game, "The Game of the Week!" Read more here. This coming Sunday the Venom takes on the West Allis Predators at 7pm at the Milwaukee Sports Complex.
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I wanna drive like that!

The husband and I made it out to see Fast and Furious Tokyo Drift this weekend. While the story line wasn't all that different from previous F&F plots the driving in this movie was completely ridiculous! The driving had you on the edge of your seat. Although I did wonder after seeing the movie, how long it was going to take before you read of some idiot's car flying out of the side of the parking garage because they called them selves trying to race like in the movie and couldn't quite make the turn! The added bonus of this movie is that at the very end we get a cameo from none other than 'Dom' himself, Vin Diesel! Whoooo lord! If you are like me and like import cars, this movie is sick and its a must see. I have pics of the chick's RX-8 from Universal Studios and of the main Han's Evo. When I get those downloaded I will post them.

Who that is? That's just my baby daddy!
As of just about 40 minutes ago the Milwaukee Festival season has started. Today is the opening day of Summerfest. I will be heading down tonight with a whole slew of folks. We are going to take in the sounds of Milwaukee's own Rusty Ps (if you haven't checked them out yet, you should), Black Elephant and "My Baby Daddy" Common at the Harley Davidson Stage. Damn I live for this time of year in Milwaukee!

Common Rusty Ps

Alright that's it for today, I got lots of stuff to do so I can get out of here today! Until next time y'all know what to do...holla at ya girl!

Comic of the day

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Up to speed!

2006-06-23T14:55:00.000-05:00

So I am really not sure how I missed posting this. But congrats to my boys down in MIA on winning this years playoffs. It was great to see fellow Marquette Alumni Dwayne Wade take home that MVP honor. *Reminiscing* I think I recall me and my girl Kye whooping him in some spades once or twice back in the day as we liked to make it a habit of disgracing basketball players with their lack of skills as the card table often! Oh the good old days!

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Cali update...
So I figured I would update y'all on some of my fun while I was in Cali. Somehow we have one celeb encounter each year when we go to California. Last time we saw 'Uncle Phil' from the Fresh Prince of Bel Aire driving down the 405 next to us. This time when we were waiting to board our plane on the way home one of the airport security people, randomly walks up to my husband to tell him, "Man, Kobe down there in the elevator, I'm trying to get him to come off." Now why this man chose my husband out of all the people he walked past to approach him I am not sure. In all honesty, neither my husband nor myself are big Kobe fans. Don't get me started on my true disgust for him. But I digress, so we are standing there and then all of a sudden he and his wife come walking out of the elevator and head to board a Virgin Atlantic flight to somewhere. He looked like, well, Kobe. She looked pretty and she is still post-baby thick, if you can really say that since she was 2 lbs. to begin with, but she definitely did not shed her pounds by breathing like Mrs. Shaq aka Shaunie did. Considering I wasn't that ecstatic to see Kobe we didn't do the stalker paparazzi thing and try to run up and snap his pic. I will say he had on some horrible white frame sunglasses. Boo to that look.

Moving on, I told y'all I had some family drama for you. So I haven't really shared much about my relationship with my dad in the past. But just for a little background. My parents divorced when I was 3 years old. If it weren't for my grandmother I would have probably had no communication with my father at all when I was younger, oh how I miss her. My dad was a slacker, didn't really pay much in child support, still owes to this day, but I don't bother to try to collect. Instead, since my dad feels the need to play baller, I just take him up on whatever offers he throws out there, such as my free family trip to California every year. My relationship with my father over the years has been strained to say the least. I grew up figuring if I didn't count on him for anything I would be pleasantly surprised if he ever held true on any of his promises. That tended to work out best. I was fortunate to have a mother who never bad talked my dad in front of me. She let me make my own opinions of him based solely on his actions towards me. Therefore, I affectionately deemed him the sperm donor when I was about 13 years old. When my husband and I got married my mom had seen on some show where the bride's dad walked her partly down the aisle and her stepdad walked her the rest of the way down, to symbolize the the role that each man had in her life. I played along and we did that at my wedding, however I kindly told my mother that if this were to realistically portray my dad's role in my life, he wouldn't have made it past the back two pews of the church. Anyway, things are a little bit better, although I can usually only take him in small doses. He talks about me to his friends like I am his golden child and like we have this great relationship and most of the time all it does is anger me, because I feel like he has no clue about the real me. Ok, this is not what this post was supposed to be about, but I just wanted to give you some background. Needless to say, this trip is both good and bad each year. Good, because I can get away from work and everything else. Bad, because there is no telling what a week with my father can bring.

We got to California on Wednesday and had previously been warned by my dad and his wife, that they both were off that day but they had to work the rest of the week through Saturday so we would pretty much be on our own the first few days. A relief to me personally. So Thursday morning I am like the first person up in the house, since my body is still on MKE time and I still have to do a little work. My dad comes out ready to head to work and hands me the key to his little ass beater 1989 BMW and says in case we need to use the car. Now let me just tell you this, last summer my dad wanted to pretend to be a baller (what's new?) and buy a Armada, so that when we come out we don't always have to take two cars everywhere. Now he also has a '04 Mercedes Benz 745, he was driving the Benz to work since he works about 45 miles from his house and he says my stepmom is driving the Armada. Leaving my husband, the girls, my two brothers and myself the BMW. Which then would mean we are stuck in the house since there was no way in hell 6 people are fitting in that little ass BMW!!! I looked at him and said well wouldn't it make more since for me to take my step mom to work since she works just up the street or she could drive the BMW to work so that we can actually leave the house at some point. His response, "Well yeah you would need to take her to work, because I don't want her to drive the BMW because the tire is low." WTF???? So you will let your daughter and your two grandkids, drive the death trap, but not your wife? Ummm yeah thanks, idiot! I tried to restrain myself, instead I walked downstairs, at 8am mind you and poured myself a OJ and rum! And, what? I was on vacation! At that moment I knew there was lot of drinking to be done on this trip. Through Saturday was for the most part uneventful since I didn't have to deal with dad or stepmom (who, did I mention switches her wigs multiple times a day...don't ask). Saturday the husband, one of my brothers, his girlfriend, the kids and I met my cousin and her boyfriend for a trip to Universal Studios. That was fun, the kids enjoyed themselves and were pooped out by the time we left the park. Just the way I like it!

Sunday...Sunday...Sunday!
So Sunday morning we get up its father's day. My stepmom told me the night before we were trying to be at the mall by 11am (why she wouldn't tell me what for, I am not sure) then we were going to go to brunch and then out to my dad's boat (I told y'all he pretends to be a baller). So I get up, get the fam ready, pack up bags to get to the boat. My stepmom in the midst of rushing says oh yeah we are going to take a family pic since we can never get everyone together. OK, family pic? There is no color scheme to anyone's clothes, I am a coordinated family pic type of person myself. Can't we all get some R.I.P. Pookie t-shirts or something? The same colors something. Oh well, also, one of my brothers had to work on Sunday so he isn't there. My stepmom says oh we might try to add him to the pic later! WTF???? Anyway, by the time my dad, his wife, my brother, his girlfriend and my whole family were all ready to roll out of the house it was 11:15am, pic appt was at 11! We can't do shit on time! We get in the car, I ask my dad if anyone called to let them know we were running late, his response..."They know now." No shit Sherlock! Damn I am going to need a mimosa or two or ten at brunch! We get to the place take pics, they review and select and we are ready to head out the door and to brunch in perfect time at 12:30pm. They wanted to be at brunch at about 1pm. This is the first thing we are going to do on time the whole trip! We get in the car hop on the freeway to head to brunch. We are rolling on the freeway and all of a sudden my dad's new Armada just shuts off! WTF! Are you fucking kidding me? Mind you we are going 80 in the carpool lane. We finally get over to the side of the freeway, he tries to restart it nothing, tries again, nothing! Ummmm, did anyone else notice we are in the middle of the fucking desert and its 90 degrees outside and I was looking too cute to get eaten up by any random desert creatures! So this is the point at which my dad tells my stepmom, more like orders her to call Nissan. What does she do, she calls the dealership. Umm yeah how about roadside assistance. She says she was trying to see if they knew why it stalled. He fusses at her, she takes the shit (that annoys the hell out of me), she calls the roadside assistance people and is trying to explain to them what happened and where we are. All the while my dad is barking that what she is saying is incorrect or whatever...umm here's an idea, if she is not telling them right how about you take the fucking phone and tell them yourself. Like my mama says that would have been too much like doing right! So after an hour of this malarchy, they finally get someone who says that they will get them a tow but that the truck can only take 2 people back with it. Well that's great but we have 8 people in the car, including the 2 year old and 6 year old and L ain't about to be standing on the side of anybodies freeway in her 3-inch snake skin pumps! So my dad calls all his buddies and finally suckers one of them to come out and get everyone else. the tow truck and the friend get there at about the same time. I hop in the friends car thinking, hell I can go home and get me a sammich while they figure out the whole car situation, because a sistah is hongry! How about my dad tells his friend that everyone is going to the dealership. I ask my dad why he says well I don't want everyone on different sides of town. Ummmm, your town ain't that big buddy! Deep breath, hold it in, its father's day! So we go to the dealership, they turn the key, yep you guessed it the damn truck starts right up. Not once, but twice! So my dad and the man from the dealership go out for a ride, yep it dies on them while they are out. So not the issue is none of the car rental places that the dealership uses are open on Sunday. Just so you know by now it is 4pm no one has eaten and we have been through all the fruit snacks in Kennedy's back pack and raided the vending machine at the dealership. So the man at the dealership is trying to see what he can do to get the 8 angry, hungry black people out his dealership as quickly as possible. So he finally comes back and says they are going to give us a loaner truck from the dealership until we can get a rental in the morning. They give us an Excursion which was nice and roomy, but smelled like ASS! I suppose at this point beggers can't be choosers. So it is now 5pm, we have been out of the house since 11:15 and I have yet to eat. Hunger + Heat + L with melting makeup = PURE BITCH!

So we finally leave the dealership, and decide that we still need food, Dad says let's go to Famous Dave's, now I am dressed for brunch a little over made for Famous Dave's barbecue, but again its father's day if that's what you want fine. We go my stepmom runs in, ooh 2 to 3 hour wait. Yeah no that's not happening. My dad decides we are going to M&M's (if you don't know M&M's is a pretty famous Soul Food restaurant chain out in California). We get there, get a table and peruse the menus. Now I am weird, I know, I don't really do the soul food thing. I don't do greens, I don't do smother nothing, I don't do gravy, I don't do chitterlings, I don't do black eyed peas, I don't do dark meat chicken, I don't do much and on a hungry stomach I am not in the mood to experiment. So I look at the back and I see they have burgers. So the waitress comes warns everyone that friend chicken is going to be like a 20-30 minute wait. Good thing I decided on the burger since that was my other option. So she looks at me to order, I order a burger, she looks at me and says, "We don't have those on Sundays." I just looked at her in sheer disgust. What do you mean you don't have burgers on Sundays? What do you have against a burger? And now what am I going to eat since friend chicken is going to take so long. I order for the girls and tell her to come back to me, she could tell I was annoyed. She gets back to me, I had decided I would get the baked chicken, since I didn't want to have to wait for the friend chicken and this was probably better for me anyways, with mashed potatoes with no gravy (I don't do gravy) and mac'n'cheese (that I would probably not eat, but would most likely give to the hubby and kids). So she finishes up and my brother's girlfriend looks at me and says you know your dad and his wife ordered fried chicken right? WTF? If I had realized we were going to have to wait for their food, I may as well have ordered it too! By now its 6, I am annoyed that we are not back at the house to watch the game and have to watch it on this little ass tv in this restaurant. We get our cornbread and drinks and the waitress returns to tell me that they are out of mashed potatoes! OK, who is messing with me today! Are you kidding? So I ask if I can just get fries, she says she will check and never returns, I guess that is a yes? So now it is 6:45 food is coming out, I get the kids situated she brings my sides and I am still waiting on my chicken and she comes out, "Baked chicken white meat!" Yep that's me, she sits it in front of me and how about it is covered in gravy! A sistah was hot. Just take me to fucking McDonald's! I ate the fries, passed the mac'n'cheese to the husband and tried to scrape the gravy off to get a bit of chicken, I was so annoyed by the time this day was over it wasn't even funny. Needless to say me and E&J were best friends that evening.

Due to all of the activities of the day, my dad had decided we would go the boat the next morning. We did, that was an adventure in and of it self that I don't have the energy to share right now. I will try to post that extravaganza this weekend.

Let me get off of here. I haven't done a lot of work today, I have been reading up on Oprah's Debt Diet, because I am tired of being depressed about money and stuff. I will let you know if I follow the cult leader's advice and how that works out. Actually the plan looks pretty good, the question is can we stick to it? Hmmm, I guess only time will tell.

Busy weekend ahead, the husband has his first football game when the Milwaukee Venom head up against the Muskego Hitmen on Sunday at 5pm! Go #95!

Alright people I am out. Have a great weekend, and you know what to do....holla at ya girl!

Today's pic: (I am so getting this shirt for Caribana!)

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Back in the house.....literally!

2006-06-22T22:01:00.000-05:00

So I am back in MKE, whether I want to be or not. While the weather of California was wonderful for the majority of the trip, I could deal without the family drama....MY DAD! I have a long story to share with you about that, but I don't have the energy to type it all tonight. Just wanted to let everyone know I am back and will try to post a few pics from our trip and a few interesting tales tomorrow.

One thing that is always hilarious is how every time we go to California, this is an annual trip, my husband comes home so in love with the west coast and ready to move. Now I should let it be known I love the east coast. If I had it my way I would be back out in the DC area, where I am originally from, in a heart beat. My husband on the other hand hates the crowded city life, he would prefer to be somewhere out away from people and civilization all together. I have been thinking I could do California, but with a few stipulations. First, I REFUSE to live in the same town as my father. I used to say that the entire state of California wasn't big enough for he and I. Let's just say I can only take he and my step mom, mainly him, in small doses. My husband and my father get along so well that my brothers and I refer to my dad and Chris' father, and we have started to refer to Chris as Junior! Now I am starting to bend a little and say ok we can move that out west if we come up with a solid plan and take care of business. You know I want to move out with no drama and make a fresh start if we are going to go anywhere, especially expensive ass Cali! Milwaukee has been becoming less and less a place I want to be. I am sure that we would have moved sooner if we could have agreed on where to move long ago I am sure we would have been gone. Since we can't agree, we have been stuck here. Second, aside from not wanting to live in the same town as my dad, I don't want to be as far out of the LA as my dad. My father lives about 45 to 50 miles North of LA. As much as my husband would like to pretend that the rest of civilization doesn't exist, he's married to a city slicker. I need to be close enough to the city so that every trip into the city isn't like a day long exercise in patience and restraint. As it stands, we can't even agree on these things, so as we have in the past...here we sit.

No worries really we wouldn't be talking about any moves like this year or next, I have a few career moves I want to make before then. We also, have a lot of improvements we would want to do to our current house before we try to sell it. We would be looking more like 3 to 5 years out. Oh we shall see maybe I can convince him to move to Arizona instead?

Until next time peeps, holla at ya girl!

ps - THIS WAS THE 100th POST!

It's our anniversary!

2006-06-16T12:33:00.000-05:00

So I just had to do a quick post to say somehow we survived 5 years and hopefully we will survive endless more! Today is my 5th wedding anniversary with my husband. We have been together 9 years, but were married 5 years ago today. Even though I may want to choke him sometimes or smack him, because of some of the stuff he does or the little things we fuss about. I love him and wouldn't want to have anyone else to want to smack! Not that he ever reads this, but if he did I would say, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY HONEY, I LOVE YOU!

I'm going back to Cali!

2006-06-15T10:50:00.000-05:00

So I made it in to LAX yesterday and was promptly taken to the Serving Spoon restaurant in Inglewood, where I am pretty sure that I just gained back the 2 lbs. that I was so proud of losing the other day! The weather is great and I am almost not ready to kill my dad yet. I just wanted to roll through and say hello from the California sun. I will try to do a real post or two while I am gone.

Until next time, holla at ya girl!

Down 2 more pounds!

2006-06-13T14:35:00.000-05:00

Just when I thought I was on an eternal plateau, I dropped two more pounds! The girl is back in the game y'all. Sorry I have been M.I.A. lately, I have been trying to get things tied up before we leave for California tomorrow morning.

Things have been crazy around here, we were running all weekend. Saturday Jordan had her last soccer game of the season, her coach was nice enough to do a little cookout for all of the kids, but we had to leave there early. I had to get her to a birthday party for a little kid from her school, after that we went home and I thought we would get a chance to rest and pack, but no that didn't happen since the husband forgot to tell me that we were supposed to be going to my cousin's house for his son's birthday. We ended up being there until, 9:30 that night, fortunately there was lots of rum to go around otherwise I don't know that I would have lasted that long. It was too many damned kids running around there for me. Y'all know I don't like other people's kids.

Sunday we got up we had a full day. Chris's football team had a scrimmage so I had to go be the supportive football wife. It was cool though the kids had fun. It was kind of long, but the weather was nice. As soon as that was over I had to snatch up my oldest we were heading to the Bradley Center for the John Hancock Champions on Ice. Stop making that face! Yes I like ice skating, what? We had 4th row seats from the ice, my parents got me 2 tickets for my birthday and I thought Jordan would like to go. She loved, the whole show she just kept saying, "Wow" and "Cool!" We had a good time! She got to see Michelle Kwan, Sasha Cohen, Surya Bonaly (the black girl is still flipping on the ice), Irina Slutskaya, Johnny Weir, Rudy Galindo, Viktor Petrenko and a bunch of other people who's names I can't spell or prong. It was a great show though, really...stop making that face!

J and I get home from the ice show and the little one is running around while the husband is cooking. He asks me if I get her to sit down and put an ice pack on her eye, because she had been playing outside when he was out back putting food on the grill and fell and hurt her eye. So I take her in back do the mommy thing and sing with her to get her to sit still for me to put the ice pack on her eye. She hops up like she is good after sitting for a while, and goes off to play. She comes back 2 seconds later talking about "Mommy, Mommy, Owwwwieeee!" and she just keeps rubbing her eye. So I put the ice on it again and she once again hops up and goes off to play just to return complaining once again. At this point I know somethings wrong. I get her to sit still so I can look in her eye and I can see a line going all the way across her cornea. I call the pediatrician who says sounds like she has a corneal abrasion/scratched cornea, and to take her to Children's Hospital. Now I had just the other day, been bragging to a friend that in my 6 years of being a mommy I had never had to take either of my kids to the emergency room. Now look! Although I must say I always knew that out of the two daredevil Kennedy was always on the top of my list to be the first one to make it there. So while she isn't screaming we sit down quickly to try to get some dinner shoved in our faces before a night of how many long hours at the emergency room. So I tell the husband to stay home with J so she can get in the bath and get ready for bed and I will take the little one to the hospital. I call my mom to see if she will accompany me, and we head to the hospital. Kennedy was a trooper we were there for a while, and she managed to keep herself entertained the whole 3 or 4 hours. She had the nurses laughing at her little self. When we were in the room waiting to see the doctor the nurses would walk by and she would say, "Hello? Come iiiiiinnn!" It was hilarious! Fortunately the doctor said her eye should heal up just fine and the prescribed her antibiotic eye drops to keep it from getting infected. When we finally left the hospital with our prescription in hand she passed out before we even got out of the parking lot good. That poor baby was plum tuckered out!

Needless to say with my eventful weekend I didn't get much packing done. We leave tomorrow morning at 7:20am. I have a feeling I won't be sleeping too much tonight! I will try to do a couple of posts while I am out in Cali chillin! Until next time peeps, holla at ya girl!

Today's Pic of the day:

My New Workout Plan...

2006-06-08T22:08:00.000-05:00

I couldn't help it!

So I sit here with my mouth hanging open

2006-06-05T21:12:00.000-05:00

I am watching the Alma awards right now, and while I am always excited to watch the show, I am tripping off of the stuff that I am witnessing right now. First off, it should be illegal for anyone to look as good as Jennifer Lopez does in this cream dress that she is rocking, I mean damn. I am tripping that Big and Rich, the country group were just on there singing a song about a jalepeno, I hate country music. I am tripping that Cowboy Troy was just on there rapping in Spanish like he thought he was doing the damn thing! I am tripping that the Ying Yang Twins were sitting there rocking out to that mess like he really was doing it. I am tripping that the girl that plays Kay on NBC's soap opera Passions was there with Mario Lopez aka Slater from Saved by the Bell. Lastly, I am tripping because apparently Brian McKnight is the house pianist for the show tonight. He is on his B selection right now. WTF! Ok, I am going to shut my mouth now and keep it from hanging open.

The Weekend
I hope everyone had a good weekend. Mine was busy to say the least. Friday I had to cut out of work early to get J to dress rehearsal for her big recital that was just this past Sunday. Somehow for the 3rd year in a row, I allowed myself to be suckered into being a backstage mom instead of sitting on my ass in the audience in being the gushing proud mama! Why do I subject myself to this, I consider it my annual dosage of birth control. Every year after doing this I am reminded how much I can't stand other people's kids. Between the show day and the rehearsal it was a test. All in all the girls were great and the show came off without a hitch!

Saturday was busy, J had a soccer game, as usual her team won despite her skipping across the field. If she didn't look so much like me I would swear she couldn't possibly be my child. I did some running around with the family came in did some cleaning up around the house and planned an evening out. A friend from high school has a rap group called the Rusty Ps. You should check them out, they are true Milwaukee talent. I get the fam situated, get my girls and we hit the streets. We get to the spot with plans to hear their set and then dip out to shake that ass, you know. We get there the first group on the stage is a group out of the Chi, two white cats, they were so great I don't even remember their names. I am being facecious, I was not feeling them. Next group gets up this dude says, they used to be a cover band for the Neptunes, errrr? I didn't know the Neptunes had enough tracks of their own to have a cover band? Whodathunkit? This groups only saving grace was the beats, their producer was obviously on point. Next this big black cat gets on stage, he was flowing for a minute, he was aiight, but then he started to beat box, and this white chick hops on stage. Now I had seen her before, she had two buns in her hair and I wasn't sure I was feeling them, but she gets up there and she starts rhyming and this chick was sick! No tracks with the heavy bass line, just Carnage beat boxing. The chicks name was Desdamona she's out of Minneapolis and the way she rhymed I quickly forgave her for having those buns in her hair. Check her out by clicking on her name above, best track by far "Wanted 2 be an MC." Once she left the stage I got the mood going sipping on my Red Stripe, y'all don't know about that real Jamaican lager, and got to hear the Ps rocking the stage. They killed it, this was my first time making it to one of their shows, back in high school at Battle of the Bands doesn't count.

I really need to make it to their shows more often. If you are in Milwaukee and you want to check them out they will be at Summerfest at the Harley-Davidson Road House before the Common show with Devest8 and Black Elephant. Obviously, I will be down there all night on June 29th!

Countdown under 2 months
Caribana is less than 2 months away. How did that happen? Definitely need to get back to the gym tomorrow, Jordan's soccer season is done this weekend. Thank goodness! I can get back on schedule, plus school's almost out. I can get out of work and hit the gym without rushing to my daughter's school to get her in the evenings before coming home. I am so ready for a little break from the running everyday.

Aiight time to get off of here and get my ass in bed. Until next time...holla at ya girl!

Pic of the day

You know you're fat when...

2006-06-01T14:27:00.000-05:00

...when once you were younger and you got a tatoo of the american flag on your arm, and now you are able to do the "special effects" of the flag flapping in air because of your arm flab.

...when you turn sideways to go through a door ... and it doesn't help!

...when you have to have someone sit on the opposite side of the picnic table...or flippage will occur.

...when you return to college, and you have a lecture class in one of those huge theater-type rooms, and you cant get the desk flap thingie attached to the seat to go down all the way, so you have to take notes and tests at an angle. I had to do this when I was pregnant...SERIOUSLY!

...when you become the adult that family members use for an example to warn their kids about eating too much. Ouch!

...when your 4 year old grandson asks if the fat fairy on the Zelda game is you.

...when your six year old asks you for the 3rd time today "Are you SURE you don't have a baby in your belly? It looks like you do!"

...when you jump up in the air and get stuck. I so hope this doesn't happen at Caribana!

...when you neice says, "Auntie, you know how sometimes you can see people's underwear through their pants?" (Panty lines). You respond, "Yes." She says,"Well, I can see your underwear AND your butt - and your butt is falling out!"

...when even your pants have stretch marks!

...when you can no longer 'suck it in'...does no help whatsoever...

...when you close your eyes in the shower and avoid all mirrors until you are fully dressed!

...when a friend asks you if you hurt your foot/leg, because you can't walk right since your jeans are too tight!

...when you feel something stuck to your inner thigh ... and it's your OTHER thigh!!!

...when your 6-year old very politely asks you if she will have two butts when she grows up too!

I got a kick out of these so I thought I would share them. These are from the SparkPeople Message board. I have now been on the site for 6 months and am a Community Team Member, which basically makes me a glorified cheerleader. So here I am doing my duty to spread the word.

The site has a free Calorie Counter which is very useful and comes in handy when you are looking to find out the amount of calories some erroneous thing you just shoved in your mouth has...

Want to know how many calories you ate today? Use this quick search!

Just thought I would share. I need to get these reports done...a peon's work is never done! *sigh* Holla at ya girl!

Pic of the day...

How to weigh yourself and get the most accurate result.

And all these years I have been doing this wrong!

Terri stop yelling at me!

2006-05-31T11:32:00.000-05:00

So I know I haven't posted since Friday. That is no excuse to be yelling at people.......TERRI! Anywho, hola everyone, how's life?

I trust everyone had a pleasant, long holiday weekend. Mine was productive and hot as all begeezus! Apparently Mother Nature thought she should make up for the crappy rainy weather we had been having and she gave us lots of sunshine and heat. We even had to turn on the good old central air this weekend. I tried not to, but I was sweating sitting still and I couldn't take it anymore. It was freaking 95 degrees outside!

I got lots of cleaning done this weekend. I was on an organizing binge. I reorganized, my kitchen cabinets, my bathroom linen closet, my pantry, my bedroom drawers, Thing 2's closet and got rid of 5 bags of old and broken toys. New rule in my house, if we don't have all pieces to something, or if no one has touched it, looked at it or played with it in 1 year, away it goes. I can't stand the clutter that is my house. I don't know if I have ever mentioned, however 3 years ago the family and I moved into what used to be my grandparents house. Both of my grandparents are deceased and we got the gift of moving in on top of approximately 40 years worth of junk. It is a tremendous understatement to say my grandmother was a packrat. There is so much stuff in this house, we haven't even found yet, that it is ridiculous. Hopefully sometime before I am 40 I will have a clean house. Until then, I do what I can to strive towards my dream of a minimalist lifestyle. And the death march continues.

Almost reached goal number 1!
Well I didn't, but my husband did. That man was on the scale the other day complaining that he was 201 lbs. Now when I first started on my journey to a more fabulous new me, I said that 200 was my first goal marker, that would mean a total loss of 45 lbs., I am still steady struggling and working towards that goal, but my husband on the other hand has reached it jumped on it and turned around and gave it a five on the black hand side. And to top it off he is complaining that he keeps losing, since he is trying to gain weight for football. Oooooh, I can't stand....I mean I love that man!

So I see you are not in the business of making money...
So every morning I pass the same gas station near my house and it depends on the day and the weather apparently, whether or not they are open. I would hate to be sitting on "E" with that being the only close gas station because there is a 50/50 chance they will be open. Today it was closed and I left for work late today, they should have definitely been open by 8:45am. It does make for an interesting game though, everyday I try to guess whether or not they will be open, based on whether I am correct or incorrect determines which way I drive to work. So far I have a pretty good streak going.

This is what I get for staying up passed my bed time
So over the weekend in the midst of my organizing frenzy, I have also been trying to get all of the laundry done. The family and I are going to California next month to visit my dad, his wife and my brothers and I want to be able to just pull out the clothes I want to pack without searching and strategically doing 10 loads of laundry. Needless to say my washer and dryer have been running non-stop. But the options for television, even if you do have satellite, passed midnight are rather limited. I didn't feel like watching any crappy celeb gossip shows, I didn't feel like watching the star gazer guy on PBS (is that local to Milwaukee, or do other cities get that guy too?), and I didn't feel like watching and mouthing the words to another episode of Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. So I turn passed the channel FUSE (which I didn't really know existed before now) and I see on the Info at the top of the screen the show name, "Pants off, Dance off." I stopped out of curiosity thinking this isn't really what I think it is. Oh, but yes it is. After sitting with my mouth hanging open watching the rather large Dirty Martini grind around to Christina Aguilera, I could do nothing but sit in complete and total awe. Did I really just see what I think I just saw, and why am I not blind after that experience. I tried to scream, but it just came out as one of those silent screams, no real sounds just a mere whimper. Then the midget came on, this little rather scary looking vertically challenged man. I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't find the remote fast enough. If you don't believe me that true horror like this exists, click here. MY EYES...MY EYES!

So I suppose I will take my traumatized self and go do some work. Until next time, holla at ya girl!

Today's Pic:

I am so getting one of these!

This is some bullshit!

2006-05-25T06:33:00.000-05:00

So today I was kind of motivated! I got up and went to head to the gym, only to pull up at 5:50am to a dark building. WTF! I pull around the back of the building to see if there was anyone back there and of course the Mexicans are there. That's not a surprise. So I sit there for a second debating on if I can and want to wait. I was running late already and now this. AAAARRRRRGGH! I sat there for about 5 mins and then I turned the music back up and went *singing* Zoom Zoom Zoom right back home. I am not going to be able to get to the gym after work, Jordan has soccer practice at 6 and Chris has football practice tonight! This is some bullshit!

Congratulations to Taylor Hicks!
As much of a grumpy, disgruntled A.I. fan as I was yesterday, I was not planning on watching all 2 hours of the show, but somehow I ended up watching from beginning to end and I was only slightly disappointed. There were some really good guests on the show last night. Paris Bennett sang "We're in this Love Together" with Al Jarreau. I love that song! Chris Daughtry sang with the band "Live," Katherine McPhee performed with Meatloaf (Why I don't know he sounded like crap), Elliot Yamin performed with Mary J. Blige (no joke, my mouth was hanging open), and Taylor performed with Toni Braxton. The top 10 did a number of songs and medleys, including a Burt Bachrach medley with Burt tickling the ivories. (You don't know how many evil looks I gave to my husband when he said who's that guy? Apparently since Burt Bachrach didn't write any songs that have been covered by Mike Jones he has no clue who he is!!) Dionne Warwick came out and performed with the group and she surprisingly looked and sounded nice. She looks like she has put some weight back on which is good, because at one point a few years back I was thinking maybe she was the one that taught her niece Whitney how you get down if you know what I mean. But the total group last night was really good, I think they are the best complete group of performers that the show has had. My mother and sister-in-law both called wanting to know when we would get tickets to go to the concert. Jordan wanted to know when we go to California if we could go to American Idol, as if it is a permanent theme park or something. The highlight of the show for me, was about 15 minutes before the end of the show when who pops out! *singing* My name is Prince and I am funky! Yes, Prince performed on American Idol. I was tripping, mouth all hanging open. I love me some Prince. Like I said in yesterday's post though I didn't too much care anymore who won. But I was happy that Katherine didn't win, something about her annoys me. And while Taylor could easily could put out an album I might actually listen to, I wonder how much "Soul Patrol" the rest of America can take. I suppose only time will tell.

Just had to share
So last night after I finished finally watching Sunday's DH, I caught what I think was a new episode of the Boondocks. I am pretty sure it was a new episode, because I thought I had seen them all and I hadn't seen this one before. Anyway, this preview came on and as much as I hate "The Family Guy" I 'bout died laughing at this.

Aiight let me get my ass up out of here and get dressed for work. *whining* I don't wanna gooooooooo! You know what to do, holla at ya girl!

Pic of the day:

Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn!

2006-05-24T13:43:00.000-05:00

So last night was the showdown between Katherine McPhee of Los Angeles and Taylor Hicks of Birmingham. And I realized as I watched the show on TiVo, that I really don't care anymore who wins. The folks I really liked on the show, Paris and Elliot, are gone, so who cares. For some reason Katherine McPhee has annoyed me since the beginning, I don't know what it is. I will say that her rendition of "Over the Rainbow" was really good, both last night and when she did it before, but I still don't like her. For as much as I like Taylor, I just don't think he is all that "pop"-y. As for last night's performances, I was honestly bored. Katherine started off the show with "Black Horse and Cherry Tree." First, they keep saying this song was in the Top 40 Billboard, now I am a music hound and I listen to a lot of stuff and I had never heard this song before she sang it. While I was glad that she wasn't bouncing around on her knees like when she sang the song before, I will say I just wanted to tell her to sit her ass down! She was just working on my nerves. After that Taylor came out and rocked "Living for the City." I really liked his performance. After that the show kind of went down hill for me. The last original song that each of them did was horrible. I don't think those songs helped either of them. They should have let Tamayra Gray keep writing her song worked for Fantasia. Oh well. We shall see tonight what happens. I think everyone is kind of assuming Taylor will when, but hell who knows. Tonight is the big 2 hour finale where everyone comes back. A little birdie told me that Paris is going to be singing with Milwaukee's own, Al Jarreau. That should be interesting, I am looking forward to that.

Kids say the darndest things...
So this morning before work I went to the grocery store, because we needed stuff for Jordan's lunches. I was planning on going last night, but by the time we left J's soccer game I just wanted to get home and eat and get in the bed. So when I was on my way home from the grocery store, I had a hilarious text message conversation with the husband, check it out...

Him: Kennedy said u were mad at me!
Me: hahahahahaha why'd she say that?
Him: I don't know then she proceeded to tell me to get out.

I was in the car dying laughing. Not sure why the two-year old thought I was mad at daddy, but she was serious. Apparently she just didn't like him this morning, because when I made it back from the grocery store, I hear her say, "Daddy no more playing football!" I laughed and asked her why? She said, "Daddy too many ow-wies!" Apparently, she has heard and or seen all of her daddy's ailments ever since he started playing football with this team and she is concerned that his injuries might infringe on her abilities to play rough with him. That child is a mess.

Google Search of the day!
Today's winner is the person from Yakima, WA who searched to find "When you hate an entire country of people" and was lead to this and took a peak at this. I hope they enjoyed and if nothing got a good chuckle. The old faithful search for hoes is still kicking strong, however it has now apparently reached overseas as someone from the UK was searching for "Cuban Hoes" when they came upon my page today. I hope they enjoyed what they found!

All I did was asked a question...
So I have been considering going back to the evil Double W's, Weight Watchers for those of you that don't know what that is. I am horrible with eating and when I did WW before I was good at keeping track of my food and I liked some of the ideas I got from other people when I went. It can't hurt right? The last time I did WW was before I got pregnant with Thing 2 and I lost about 30 lbs doing it. Then one day I realized, hold up, we are trying to have another kid, why am I wasting my time and money working so hard to lose weight when I am going to gain it all back anyway? So I stopped going. I have considered going back for sometime now but there aren't enough hours in the day. So happened to ask one of the ladies at my job that is familiar with the Weight Watchers at Work program we used to do at another location. I asked her if they were considering doing one at the new office, her response "Oh, do yoooouuuuu want to do it, I will back you up and give you whatever support you need." How the heck did me asking a question turn into me volunteering myself for some mess? See next time I am just going to keep my daggone mouth shut!

I dipped on Sandeep!
So yesterday as I was leaving work, I was walking down the hall away from my cube when I saw the lurker with laptop in hand. Fortunately for me, someone had stopped him and he was having a conversation, I just waved and kept on walking. I know his ass was probably coming to my desk, I hadn't seen him in at least a day, he probably needed a fix. I am going to find out where he sits and superglue his laptop to his docking station so he can't remove it. Maybe then he would stop showing up at my desk with it under his arm.

I'm out, holla at ya girl!

Pic of the day:

I swear I am not an emotional person...

2006-05-23T14:35:00.000-05:00

...so I would like to know why was I all up in front of the tv last night all up in my feelings. So I got home from work and beat the nanny home with the little ones. So I decided to turn on the final episode ever of "Charmed" that I had recorded on Sunday. I didn't watch it when it was on, because I went out to meet some friend for karaoke at this place that has a live band on Sunday nights! So I am watching it and I will say there were some points in the show where my brain hurt. We had folks from the present, from the past, from the past-past, from the future and from the present-future. Don't ask, your head will hurt...mine did! I cheered when Leo finally came back, I screamed at the tv when "Fate" took him away again, and I cheered when he came back again! All in all I felt closure with the show when all was said and done. There were no cliff hangers when the show was done I know exactly where each character stood and what things were going to happen with them and I liked that. I will miss that show! So long Piper, Pheobe and Paige. RIP Charmed (October 7, 1998 to May 21, 2006)

Lots of tv last night
So after I finished watching "Charmed" I went in the kitchen and made some chicken and broccoli stir fry for dinner, healthy and simple. While I was cooking the Oprah Winfrey Legends Ball Special came on ABC. Now I was on the phone with my mother, who of course called to see if I was watching it. Honestly, I didn't turn on the tv to watch it I had been watching Entertainment Tonight and it just so happened to come on right after it and I didn't change the channel. But I told my mother, I hope this is good, because looking at a bunch of women sitting around the table has the potential to be boring. I must say however, it was pretty good. It was great to see all of those great women in one place. I think what Oprah said on the show is very true. We take so much effort after someone has passed away to send beautiful flowers and saying great things about them, but when they are here, we never take the time to tell them what they mean and how they have affected us and made us who we are. The show was good, it was funny to be reminded of how real these women are, like when Oprah gave them each the diamond earrings and you could hear someone in the background screaming and then say, "Are they real?" Just like black folks! lol But the show was good. I was happy I watched it. I just want to know something what is Gayle's purpose. She annoys me, I want to be famous for being friends with someone famous. One of my girls needs to make it big so I can be famous off of their fame. Now that's a hustle!

RIP Alias (September 30, 2001 to May 22, 2006)
After Oprah went off, I almost completely forgot that the last episode ever of "Alias" was coming on until I saw the preview. I was kind of annoyed that it was coming on a Monday, not because I have anything to really watch on Mondays, but because I am used to my routines and this was out of my normal routine. All the tv I watched last night I realized, I never lied when I once said my TiVo will one day explode, but maybe with a bunch of my shows coming to a close I can free up the recorder a little bit? Naaaah, hell naw who am I fooling I am sure I will find some other show to get hooked on. The last 2 hours of "Alias" were gripping, tear jerking and just great! You were left with some questions, but hey maybe they will do a movie. But there was closure, I know what happens to Sydney and Vaughn and her parents and although I was disappointed in how some of the story line played out, I am happy we got to see what really wins over in the battle between free will and fate. I liked that we got to see the whole Rambaldi prophecy thing played out also. I will miss this show. I think I had a little spy girl in me! *sniffle*

Sir Lambert Koroma my account number is...
So I had always heard about these emails people had gotten from people in Africa telling them that they would transfer them millions and millions of dollars and allow them to keep a portion of it for assisting them in getting their riches out of some war torn country that was oppressing their people. Up until today, I had never received any of these messages. Oh and when I did, I laughed my ass off! Mr Koroma gave me my own little history lesson on Sierra Leone and told me the heart aching tale of how his father passed away from a heart attack after living a life helping an ousted leader and blah blah blah blah. But he got my name from some embassy or consulate apparently, and because I am a good and caring person I am going to be nice and help him transfer his $15million dollars into the US. For my kindness, I would be rewarded by being allowed to keep 25% of the $15million dollars, $3.75million. I am so torn should I give this complete and total stranger my account number in hopes I might be a millionaire at age 28? Ahhhh, hell naw, who do I look like? Booboo the fool or somebody? I have decided I am going to let him know my routing number is "12IDONTGIVEAFUCK" and my account number is "34KISSMYASS." Do you think he will get the point? Oh and by the way the email asked that I keep this correspondence on the hush for fear of what may happen to Sir Koroma and his family at the hands of them regime that ousted his father's dear friend from power. Oooops, I guess he didn't realize I was a blogger. I'm like an old refrigerator I can't keep shit in!

The Mexicans have spoken!
So I made it to the gym this morning, yay me! I had a really good workout, I did the treadmill for 30 minutes, did my abs workout and then did my weight lifting and was out in about an hour. So I was on my way over to do my weights and the Mexicans have taken up the entire weight area almost. they have stuff sprawled all over the place and the one bench that they weren't sitting on had someone's phone on it. So I politely asked if any of them was using the bench 2 of the little one's grumbled and the big one said no and came over and got his phone and then proceeded to profusely apologize. I said no problem and handed him the phone and that's when it hit me. A smack of cheap cologne at 6:10 in the morning. Just what I needed to wake me up! Are you kidding? I meant I suppose there are worse things that he could smell like early in the morning, but cheap cologne, whew almost knocked a sistah out. I tried to not pay attention to them after that, however it was hard, they were loudly talking in spanish, like no one around knew Spanish about some chick that was there with a big ass. One of them caught my eye as I chuckled and shook my head, at that point they realized maybe we should shut up that chick knows what we are saying. HAHAHAHAH! Suckers!

Can I have my life back now?
I just want to know how old do my kids have to be before get my life back. I just updated my Treo with my 6-year olds itinerary for the next few weeks and she has more stuff in my calendar than I do! That's some ish, that kid needs a car, a job and a personal assistant.

Alright folks gotta go, Thing 1 has a soccer game tonight. Gotta hit the road. Until next time, holla at ya girl!

Cartoon of the day:

And the Hustler of the Year Award goes to.....

2006-05-22T14:41:00.000-05:00

...Trevon! So I am at work on Friday and I see my phone ring and it is my friend, Anitra, unfortunately I couldn't get to the phone since I was sitting in a meeting. So later in the evening I decide to give her a call back to see what was up. So she says she just had to call and share with me a story on what her son had done now. Now the background on Trevon is humorous to say the least, he is always finding some way to get himself in trouble and there is usually a good tale that goes along with it, this time is no different.

So Trevon goes to daycare before school, at home in the morning he eats breakfast, and he gets another breakfast at the daycare in the morning before they take him to school. At his school, as with many schools they have food meal accounts for the students. The parents put money in so that the student doesn't have to have cash at school to pay for their food, you know the deal. Well, Anitra and her husband don't put money in Trevon's account since he takes a lunch to school everyday and eats not one, but TWO breakfasts every morning. Well not that long ago they get a bill from the school cafeteria saying they owe about $15 in money for breakfasts that Trevon had been getting at school in the morning. Well of course he got in trouble and knew that he was never ever to do that again.

So about 2 weeks ago Trevon had arrived at school and was in the cafeteria crying. One of the school maintenance people happened to see him and asked him what was wrong. Trevon told the maintenance lady that he was hungry and didn't have any money, she not knowing that he had already had not one, buy TWO breakfasts that morning, told him to go to the cafeteria and get breakfast and tell the lunch lady to charge it to her account. So Trevon did just that, he went to the cafeteria got him some breakfast, got his grub on and went about his merry way. So on Friday Anitra gets a call from Trevon's teacher, telling her that they had a bit of a problem at the school and she wasn't quite sure how to address it. Apparently, since that one day two weeks ago Trevon had been getting breakfast on the maintenance lady's account every single morning. The lunch lady just so happened to ask the maintenance lady if she really wanted this little boy getting breakfast on her account every single day. She was of course caught off guard because she had only given Trevon permission to get breakfast one time, TWO WEEKS AGO! The teacher knowing that Trevon was going to get in trouble for this, tells Anitra that she was calling not for him to really get in trouble, but because the maintenance lady was trying to figure off a way for Trevon to work off his debt and they hadn't come up with anything that she would agree to let him do. Anitra's response, "Work his little butt to the bone!" I bout died laughing, I know if that had of been J, I would have been so upset not as much for her taking advantage of a hustle, because yes it is dishonest and wrong, but more so because you are at school and got these people thinking we don't feed you and can't afford to take care of you. Anitra said the same thing. I said you have to give it to him, the kid is obviously a natural born hustler.

I just had to share that story. I hope everyone had a great weekend, mine was busy, but I did a little spring cleaning. Did a little karaoke last night. I had fun. I will try to get another post up about the karaoke experience later. Until then, holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

Obstacles donÂt have to stop you. If you run into a wall, donÂt turn around and give up. Figure out how to climb it, go through it, or work around it.

~Michael Jordan

So this is a good idea, because why?

2006-05-19T18:04:00.000-05:00

So I just had to share, I am driving on my way home from work today. When what do I see coming down the opposite side of the road coming towards me? A silver Nissan Armada, with what appearts to be a flag pole and couch growing form behind it? It gets closer and we cross paths and I see, it is an Armada with a Tripplett and Sons pitiful looking, almost falling apart trailer stuck on the back, with what appeared to be the belongings of someone's entire small household. WTF? You can afford an Armada, but you can't afford to rent a U-Haul for $19.99 a day? I'm just saying!

A good workout mix

2006-05-19T12:16:00.000-05:00

So I was asked by my friend, Holly, (yes the same one that went jogging in a tornado), If I could post a list of good workout music. I will do that with a disclaimer to all that I have a very interesting taste in music sometimes, so there maybe some stuff on here that you don't like, gueess what? I don't care! :) jk, damn don't be so sensitive! So what keeps me moving at the gym? Here it goes:

Rah Rah (Remix) - Elephant Man ft. Pitbull, Daddy Yankee and Ying Yang
Step Pon Dem - Assassin
Goodies (ft. Petey Pablo) Ciara
Chi Chi Man - T.O.K.
Culo (Miami Mix) - Pitbull
The King - T.I.
Go - Common
Move - Damian Marley
Funk'd Up - Rusty P's (Plug: Check out their link to the left in my links)
Mesmerized - Faith Evans
Breath - Angie Martinez
Lo que paso, paso - Daddy Yankee
One, Two Step - Ciara
Toma - Pitbull
King of the Dancehall - Beenie Man
Pimin' All Over the World - Ludacris
Motivation - T.I.
Confrontation - Damian Marley
Guess What? - Keyshia Cole
Dale Don Dale - Don Omar
Dammit Man - Pitbull
Golden - Jill Scott
Live at Jimmy's - Angie Martinez
Straight Up - Sean Paul
Hopeless - Ludacris
ASAP - T.I.
Or Wah - Capleton
So Good - Rusty P's
Oh - Ciara
Turnin' Me On (Remix ft. Pitbull) - Nina Sky
Welcome to Jamrock - Damian Marley
Virgo - Ludacris
Booty Clap - Lexus
Shake (Remix ft. Pitbull) - Ying Yang
Reggaeton Latino - Don Omar
Bring Em Out - T.I.
She's Hotter - Pitbull ft. T.O.K.
Cooldown begins here:
Road to Zion - Damian Marley ft. NAS
Extravaganza - Jamie Foxx ft. Kanye
Longing Fo - Jah Cure
Faithful - Common
Hail to the King - Fantan Mojah

This is just one of the playlists I have that I use when I work out. I will try to post some more when I get some time. What are some of the songs you can work up a good sweat to? Get your dirty mind out the gutter, not that kind of sweat! Share I need to know some other stuff I can add to my playlist.

If I don't get another post in today, everyone have a great weekend! Holla at ya girl!

Today's Pic/Comic:

Thanks Truly!

2006-05-18T22:12:00.000-05:00

Thanks to everyone who left comments on my page letting me know your thoughts on the new template. I think it really has grown on me and I like it. Special Thanks goes out to Truly who caught the fact that 'Spoiled' was mispelled at the top of the page. Unfortunately, that was a part of the template that I loaded. Fortunately, Mija, who created the template, was nice enough to fix it for me and send me the updated gif pretty quick! Now, if we could just get that chick up there a tan! Thanks again Truly for catching that, I will see you at the karaoke mic stand Sunday! *wink*

Can you get paid to blog?

2006-05-18T11:50:00.000-05:00

hmmm? It was just a thought. That would be a good job. Do this, which I already do and get paid for it. Someone see what you can work out for me, ok?

Go to your own damn desk!
So here I sit at my desk, minding my own business when all of a sudden here pops up my friendly Sales Compensation guy, lets call him "Sandeep." Now don't get me wrong Sandeep is a nice guy. And all in all he's pretty resourceful, he usually will try to find a way to figure out things for himself, before he comes to me with questions. So I don't mind helping him, unlike his boss who can just be a real prick sometimes. But anyway, where was I? Oh yes! He just pops up at my desk. It is only noon and I have seen him at my desk 3 times in the morning. Now let me tell you, he doesn't sit anywhere near me, not even on the same floor. I work for a company that has a decent amount of money to go around the table. I have a phone, so does he! We have an instant messenger system, where he can send me a message and I can respond instantly! That's why its called instant messenger. But yet and still he feels the need to bring his happy slappy ass, laptop in hand to my desk everytime he has a question! On top of it, he has some issues understanding personal space and I am a very picky about people invading my personal space. My friends will tell you I am not very touchy feely. I don't do hugs and shit to often. We won't even talk about how I snapped at people who wanted to rub my stomach when I was pregnant! But this guy, when he asks a question he is right there in your face. It does not help that his breath is raunchy. I am not sure what it smells like, but whatever it is, it is not good! Ugh, I am getting nauseated just thinking about it. As I try to be nice, and keep my job, I try to just answer his questions as quickly as possible so he can just go back from whence he came. I am about two heavy breaths from telling him to "Bacdafucup" like Onyx though! Go to your own desk and call me, something. Poof, be gone!

Crunch - Cardio Dance Blast!
So the girls and I made a run to our favorite place Target! We had some gift cards to spend, that were just burning a hole in our pockets. So we headed to the video aisle, I figured each of the girls could get a video. I started looking at the fitness videos, since I have been thinking I needed something else to do at home for the days that I don't make it to the gym. Well J picked out for mommy the Crunch - Cardio Dance Blast! Saying to me sweetly, "Mommy, I will exercise with you!" So I bought it we went home got dinner started and popped it in. We actually had fun. Jordan was keeping up, Kennedy was bouncing all over the place. It was cool and I broke a good sweat! I think this one is a keeper. This one will actually go in the DVD cabinet and not in the pile of DVDs that were purchased and watched once if that! The chick in the video is peppy, but not sickeningly peppy like some of the others. The only thing that weirds me out about her is the fact that she uses the word booty a little too much! But other than that I think I can stomach her. Not bad for $12.99 plus a free pedometer!

Watch full episodes of some of your favorite ABC shows online...
So I was excited to hear that ABC offers full downloads of some of my favorite shows on their website for FREE! If you go here you can download the full seasons of Alias and Commander and Chief, as well as the last 4 Episodes of Lost and the last 3 episodes of Desperate Housewives. Unfortunately, the firewall from work of course blocks my ability to download these at work, but this will come in handy on nights when I might forget to set the TiVo or if I haven't been watching a show and I want to go back and catch up. I just figured I would share.

Word of the Day!
So today as I was prowling my daily blogs I have determined that "asscrumb" is going to be my word of the day! As in, the guy that used the last of the tea bags in the breakroom and doesn't replace them is a real asscrumb! Go forth and use it freely!

The Stupidest Yahoo! Search of the Week winner is...
the person from Hayward, CA that found my site by searching for "Pictures of Tyra Banks Butt Dimples." Surprisingly, that person spent a whole 3 minutes and 20 seconds on my site even after they realized I didn't have any pictures of Tyra's butt dimples. Still in the running is the ever-so-popular "Phat Ass Hoes" search. It is amazing what people would put into a search engine and how and why my site seems to come up.

I was sucked in...
After reading Miss A's weekly America's Next Top Model Recap, ProfessorGQ's interviews with the booted models and being scolded by both my mother and one of my best friends for calling when they are watching ANTM, I will honestly say I was interested to learn who would win the final battle. I had through everyone and from the pics I had seen, become a fan of Danielle. After watching 2 minutes of the show last night, I couldn't stand Jade. And Joanie looked boring. I was happy to see Danielle win the whole thing she really deserved it, with her country self!

Alright folks, I am out of here. Until next time, holla at ya girl!

Pic of the day....instead of a quote...

Tell me what you think!

2006-05-18T07:32:00.000-05:00

So obviously, you noticed I changed the template for my blog. Tell me your thoughts, and be honest, because I am not completely sold yet!

Holla at ya girl!

OK, you my dear are just trifflin'!

2006-05-17T14:26:00.000-05:00

Hola good peoples! So I have been busy as hell at work lately and there have not been enough hours in the day to post, but I since I finally finished the report I had been working on since 8 am and it is now 2:30, I thought I would slack off for a little bit.

So I have been trying to force my butt to get out of the bed in the mornings to get to the gym, before work. Somedays I have been successful, other days well not that much! Today, however when my alarm went off I sprung into action, right after I hit the snooze button 3 times. But I pulled my self up, tossed on some clothes, pulled the hair back and headed to the gym in the wee hours of the morning. Now I like going to the gym early, no need to drag to the kids. No need to take multiple showers everyday, water conservation! No waiting to eat dinner until after I get home from the gym, we eat dinner at normal times now! No trouble finding a parking spot or dealing with non-drivers in the gym parking lot. Plus, the best bonus, I can pretty much do whatever with my evenings. If the girls and I want to run to the store or take a walk, we can do it and it won't be dark when we make it home! It's great! It just makes more sense, especially since Jordan's soccer started back now too.

So anyways back on track. Today I go to the gym, I am getting my groove on got my headphones on watching ESPN and I am in the zone. I get through my abs workout and my weights and I head to the locker room to head out. Now there is this chick that got to the gym right around the same time as I did. We got on the treadmill at about the same time, and apparently finished up around the same time. I see her in the locker room, she's grabbing her stuff from her locker and she takes her clothes and goes into one of the bathroom stalls, walking right past the showers. Now when I say she grabbed her clothes, I mean her work clothes she walked in that stall as though she was getting dressed for work without washing her ass after having just ran on a treadmill for 30 minutes and who knows what else she did in that gym for the other 30 minutes. Is she kidding? Does she think that she will not emit an odor? No, ewww, I don't care who you are if you just finished working out for an hour, you need to wash your ass. That's just nasty and downright trifflin'! Oh am I glad I don't work wherever the hell she was headed to, not only is there going to be a stench, but someone has to look at her obvious fashion "Oh My GAWD!" of the pastel pink pants! She knows she needs to stop!

Other than that, my workout this morning was good. I still had the regular grunting Mexicans, who have an interesting way of spotting each other when they are doing free weights. Like one little Mexican pretty much takes his entire little body and wraps it around this other slightly larger Mexican and apparently that's spotting. Looks like two people trying to lift 400lbs. if you ask me! The whole visual is just bad, especially when you add the audio of the loud grunts! Like Arsenio Hall used to say back in the day, "Things that make you say, hmmmmmmm?"

Aiight time to get back to work. I will try to be more regular with posts the rest of this week. Until then, holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

If nature had intended our skeletons to be visible it would have put them on the outside of our bodies.

~Elmer Rice

Short post today!

2006-05-11T15:02:00.000-05:00

So I don't have a lot of time today, I have been in report hell! But I just wanted to hop on and share a few things.

Baked Cheetos don't suck!
So I am trying to be good about this weight loss thing, but the one killer is I love to snack. I like rice cakes (the flavored ones like the Idle Receptionist) and I admit the the 100-calorie packs aren't all that bad, but I have never been a fan of the baked chips. The Baked Lays taste like broke Pringles to me. So today when faced with a drawer of only Cream of Wheat and no snacks, I ventured to the vending machine, vowing to be good. So I see that my favorite SmartPop White Cheddar popcorn is out. Which really isn't that bad a snack one bag has about 160 calories I think, so an ok snack. When low and behold my eyes see the Baked Cheetos. Now normally I wouldn't even give it a second thought, Baked = Nasty right? I thought well maybe since it isn't a potato chip it might be ok. So I reluctantly plug the machine with my $0.80 thinking if this shit is nasty, I want my money back. So I get back to my desk, thinking that was the last change I had, if this sucks, I am just going to have to deal with it until I get home. I open the package and pop one in my mouth and it was as if the heavens had opened and the angels had begun to sing. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh! They tasted normal! Slightly less cheesy than your average Cheeto, but nothing distinctly gross about them. I might be able to hang with Chester on these. We might just be alright! Who'd a thunk it, hey?

Summerfest Update!
Today it was announced that at the Potawatomi stage at Summerfest this summer I'll be able to get my Jesus on, I know I am expecting lightening strikes any moment, and see Fred Hammond on July 2nd. Also, blessing the stage on July 6th will be Floetry. I must say as much as I hate winters in Wisconsin, I live for Summerfest and all of the annual ethnic festivals that bring such great talent to the city.

Audi 5000!
I'm out, got to finish up some stuff since I am doing more volunteer work tomorrow. Man , I love a company that pays you to do this stuff! Holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

Jogging is good for your heart, but it sure does make your feet mad!

~Unknown

I see stupid people...

2006-05-10T10:46:00.000-05:00

...they're everywhere! Unfortunately, we are all surrounded by them and have to deal with them everyday. I have asked some friends for some help today. I have asked them to take a moment to share their story of the stupidest person that they have encountered recently. I asked that they try to narrow it down to the past 24 hours, because I know how hard it is to find the one most stupid person, since we all encounter so many of them day to day. There are always just too many to name...the idiot that cut you off at the intersection by your house, the kid you caught peeing in your front lawn on his way to school, anyone at all or the people down the street who had a domestic dispute on their front lawn. The list is endless. In today's post you will find some stories from some of my friends, hopefully, you will find this post humorous and you will realize that I am not the only one of my friends that has issues!

Terri of Wisconsin said...
Let's start with [insert baby daddy name here], [insert baby daddy name here]'s grandma and hell while we're at it just include the whole [insert baby daddy name here] klan. Then there's [insert name of employer]'s collection team, specifically Chi-Chi who must be hot because she's as stupid as all hell. There is my dog who has taken a liking to licking used maxi pads. And the best one, the Sales Rep in Pittsburgh who calls me at 7:01AM and wants to argue with me, because the jackass can't add but then gives me attitude.. WTF???

Proof, Instant message conversation:
Sales Rep... Then they are due the credit on the account - correct?
Terri... the credit has already been issued
Sales Rep... I know it is on there

how in the hell did she get hired??? AND IT'S ONLY 9:17AM!

How to avoid this type of stupidity...
First, don't procreate, this will eliminate baby daddy/mama drama! Second, pets are pretty much just a bad idea. Terri failed to tell you, that her 90 lb. chocolate lab is just pretty much psychotic in general! For some reason he finds it necessary to run in circles at about 50 mph anytime anyone goes to open his living room floor. I feel like I should be wearing protective gear when I go by her place. Third, don't answer your work line (Terri works from home) until after 9am, this also works in the office. If you let it go to voicemail, call them back no sooner than 1 hour later. You can always use the line I was on a call or something. Many times you will find that by the time you call them back they have figured it out for themselves. It's great!

Mary (Terri's mom) of Wisconsin said...
Last night at work a mother came in with her twins, both of the babies had the same first name with different middle names!

How to avoid this type of stupidity...
When I worked in customer service and retail, it was best to keep as much distance between you and the customer at all times. You don't want to know too much information about them. If they have babies with them, you can say oh they are cute, but leave it at that. If you don't, you open yourself up to conversations about how to best spell Tanshahareisha, or which letters can be silent in Fallopiana. No matter the situation when all is said and done, that's five minutes of your life you will never ever get back!

Lisa of North Carolina said...
OH WOW!!! The things I could come up with....

Would you mean stupid people like the ones that call you because they are having a problem that is CRITICAL and needs to be resolved ASAP or someone's arse is on the line, but when you call them back they don't have time to talk about it?

Or would you mean stupid people that call everyone BUT you about something that only YOU know about?

Or would you mean stupid people that don't know how to control there kids in public, so you have to stand there and just plug your ears, holding back the intense urge to smack the ISH out of both mom/dad and child, because the f'in brat is screaming at the top of his/her lungs?I can go on if you need me to...

How to avoid this type of stupidity...
Now its really hard when dealing with work idiots you have to try to put them in their place all the while maintaining an acceptable level of professionalism. Unfortunately, you are not allowed to use lines such as, "Fool, are you out of your looney fucking mind!" or "WHAT THE FUCK!" Saying "WTF!" really isn't as effective, as typing it on a computer! Many times, I find it hard to formulate a full sentence that will not make me look ghetto fabulous in the eyes of corporate America, so I find it best to just not say anything and stare at them until they walk away, or if they are on the phone sit in silence until they hang up. If this doesn't work, it is best to respond to this type of stupidity by kindly reminding them of how stupid they are. In the instance where stupid people go to others for information only you can assist them with, simply restate what is occurring, say something like, "Let me understand this, you knew I was the only one that could answer this question and yet in still you went to Jim, Joe, Bob and Sue before coming to me?" Once they acknowledge that this is indeed the case, simply ask, "Why?" Many times they will just go away, or even say, "I know that was stupid." Those you can count as a victory...Score: Those endowed with Brains that use it - one....Stupid people - zip! As for the people with the kids, I say just trip the little brats, I never liked other people's kids much anyway! While you are at it, trip the parents too for being idiots!

Kye of Missouri said...
How is it that people just don't know that they are annoying. It is obvious that you are avoiding them, but they keep poppin' up. I have a lady here at work who I used to work with at my old job. Now when she gave her notice at the last job, I thought to myself "(Insert new job name here) did not check references". At the old job, this lady was written up and suspended for everything under the sun. BUT they couldn't get rid of her because they needed people to stay.

So now that she's here (we were in training together), I figured that she would consider this a fresh start. Well, that theory has gone to hell...we had only been out of training for a month and a half and she'd already been written up.

She talks really loud and is unaware of her surroundings when she talks about any and everything (ie, job, home, etc). Needless to say, she goes to the ladies room to have cell phone conversations (arrrrggghhhhh). Therefore, her naive new lunch buddies are dropping like flies.

To make a long story short.....why is it so easy for people like this to get a job in the first place?!!!!!

How to avoid this type of stupidity...
Sad to say, it is an unsolved mystery how people like this woman end up getting jobs anywhere. But there is always bound to be at least one at every job. Avoidance is really the only tactic that can be used with these type of people, until the mystery is solved and we can cure the workplace making it free of these classless idiots. Avoid eye contact and if they happen to come to your desk to find out why you aren't talking to them, pretend to be on the phone. It is always good to just keep your headset on at all times. When they arrive you can pretend to be listening intently to a conference call or a customer. Mouth something incoherent to them that looks like I will come see you when I get done, but don't. Usually they are too into the company gossip to remember by 2:00pm that you never stopped by. Also, you shouldn't have to worry about running into them in the parking lot, because everyone knows that they always try to sneak out a few minutes early, because their baby daddy is waiting for them downstairs in his old ass olds!

Melissa from Wisconsin said...…
Yesterday, I walk into the bathroom. There are three stalls...two normal size and one handicap. Someone is in the first one and it doesn't sound like it's going well for her so I opt to take the 3rd stall. Why do I open the door to find some woman sitting there doing her business. I was embarrassed at first and then realized she is the dumbass that didn't lock the door!

How to avoid this type of stupidity...
As much as we may try to do a foot check to see if there are feet under the stalls in the bathroom, this is bound to happen at one time or another. It is unknown why these idiots don't know that the little metal thing that spins around on the door was meant to latch into the other metal thing right next to the door. This is inexcusable, however I am not sure that the mystery will ever be solved. It is possibly that these type of stupid people are exhibitionist who like to be seen without clothing, but I personally don't want to see anyone, let alone a stranger, when they are taking a dump! The only thing that can really be done when you encounter a situation like this is to try to prop the door wide open as you walk away, so that any one who comes in can see the door open and say in your best Napolean Dynamite voice, "Geez lock the damn door, Tina!"

The L of Wisconsin said...
You didn't really think I wouldn't get my own stupid person moment in here did you? As I type this post, I am at my cubicle, and the idiot cell phone bandit has struck again. Now in my building my cubicle is located in the far corner of my building with windows on the front and on the side of me. This man for whatever reason, at least once a day, comes strolling down the aisle on his cell phone and stands right on the other side of the cubicle wall talking on his phone. When I say talking, he is making no attempt to lower his voice as not to disrupt others, oh hell naw, he is talking loud as hell laughing and cackling! This fool is joking right? Now first, I know we all have cell phone service issues, but this building for being 4 floors is pretty good, I have gotten on and off of elevators and not dropped a call. So service really isn't that bad in here. Second, he sounds like he is on a work related call, so if that is the case and your cell phone really does have sucky service, why not tell the person on the other end of the phone to call you on your desk phone? Wouldn't that be easier? Disrupt the other people you sit next to that are used to your loud ass. Don't come in my area bugging the shit out of me! Now I am annoyed about this guy, I mean he's so loud it is ridiculous, but even more importantly, I am in Human Resources. There is confidential information that sometimes gets discussed in my area, I do not need to worry about cell phone bandits lurking in my area eaves dropping on my conversationsaions. Go away loser!

How to avoid this type of stupidity...
I have tried a few tactics, I have tried typing really loud on my keyboard as if to remind the bandit that people really are working around here. Well actually I am blogging, but he doesn't have to know that. I have tried the grunting/clearing throat noise. That didn't work, his ignorant ass got louder! My next move is to either post up signs that look like the picture to the right. Or I am going to grab my cell phone and go call someone anyone and stand right next to him and talk just as loud. Better yet, while he is over here on his cell phone I am going to go sit in his cube and talk on my cell phone.

Holly of Texas said...
The stupidest person I encountered in the last 24 hours was myself and here is why...

So when I make a commitment to myself or any one else, I try to live and die by it. But when it comes to getting my ass in shape, I mean dammit I want to wear a freakinÃ’ bikini for once! I have convinced myself that come hell or high-water I will be out there running my damn 4 miles.

As I am trying to sing along with my American Idols out of the corner of my eye, I see lightning and dark skies headed my way. Mentally I am trying to prepare myself for an interesting run, I even pulled out my old running shoes and changed out of my white shirt. So, 8:15 comes and I head out. I should have turned around when I got to the end of my road because it appeared that the damn lighting was within 20 feet but nope, I continue.

The sky darkens and lightens, the sky is on fire, not just lightning. For real, something damn fishy was going on. It becomes crazy windy so much that my legs were having a hard time moving and my IPOD seemed to be strangling me with the wild strings. But I continueÃ…
Next thing you know, my husband comes roaring around the corner in his truck with his horn blaring annoyingly. He jumps out and damn near hurdles me into the car. Well, a tornado touched down two miles away. I am very sad to say three lives were lost and happy to report that I was not one of those.

Please note: That before Holly's husband came and abducted her ass off of the streets, she had already run 3 miles!

How to avoid this type of stupidity...
While I just asked my friends for their stupid people story, I was not actually having a contest. If this were, however a contest Holly would have won...hands down! Now while admire her for her dedication to this weight loss trek, I have never seen in any health magazine where you are supposed to pretend that you are Dorothy, exercising in Kansas and for a challenge you should try running in tornadoes. Now I have friends of all colors shapes and sizes, however many of them know that in hearing a story such as Holly's, this is normally where I would say, "See now this is what is wrong with white people." In this case, however I don't know that anyone other than my dear friend Holly would have ever done anything like this, so for this story I will say, "See now this is that is wrong with Holly!" I am sure her husband would agree. To avoid this type of stupidity all I can say is don't be Holly. Holly I love you, I swear!

Hope you enjoyed the stories my friends have shared. Until next time, holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

I took up jogging to hear heavy breathing again!

~Unknown

Today I didn't even have to use my A.K., I got to say it was a good day!

2006-05-09T13:17:00.000-05:00

Ok, so I suppose I don't usually carry my A.K. to work, but there have been some times when it would have really come in handy, if I had one, I suppose. Oh well, the last day or so has been relatively quiet. There have been some systems down and a few people who have tried to test my nerves, but I am not letting them bug me. Not going to let it happen.

Dance with you heart and a ballerina you shall be...
So this weekend was J's bday party, we had it at her dance studio with 9 of her closest pals. Damn am I happy that kids only have birthdays once a year, because everytime we do this, I am reminded how much I can't stand other people's kids! UGH! I get the chills just thinking about it. But everyone had fun, especially J so that's what matters. And, Kennedy had fun too. She always sees her big sister go to class on Saturdays, so when she got to wear her little ballerina outfit she kept running around telling everyone that she was in class. It was too cute.

Time for another bout!
Yesterday was my first day back in the ring with this whole weight loss thing. I didn't make it to the gym, because I hate going on Mondays, because everyone remembers on Mondays that they ate for shit all weekend and decide to hit the gym come Monday. Instead I took advantage of the good weather and took the girls for a walk. Actually, we went on two, because when we got back to the house the girls and I played outside for a while before Daddy got home and J asked if we could take one more walk before going in, so we did. They had a ball and were beat by the time we made it back in the house. It was good to just kick it back and relax with the kids.

This morning I got up and at 'em though, I headed to the gym at 5:30 this morning, because J was supposed to start back to soccer this afternoon. Just found out it was cancelled, because it is supposed to rain later. I noticed that when you get up that early you are almost too tired to pay attention to what anyone around you is doing. This might be good. Although as I was doing my weights I was slightly disturbed by the loud grunting that was coming the middle of a group of guys by the Smith bar. Then I realized that one guy was lift about 400 lbs. Yeah that's a good reason to grunt I suppose, a lot better than the reason that was going through my head!

UPDATE: Oh yeah I almost forgot to scream about Common at Summerfest at the Harley Davidson Roadhouse Stage opening night Thursday, June 29th! Chris Brown on July 7th for the youngin's.

This is a short post today, because blogger was being stupid earlier. I will be back tomorrow though, my whole team is out of the office, so it is relatively quiet! I will definitely take that! Until then, holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

The advantage of exercising every day is that you die healthier.

~Unknown

Dude, why are you all up in my window?

2006-05-05T11:08:00.000-05:00

So I am on my daily trek into the office today. Rolling in the Mazda, music blaring, me singing, window cracked, seems like a normal day. so I get to a stop light and me and Kirk Franklin are getting down, and I get a glimpse out of my left eye and notice that I am being stared at. I try to do the cordial acknowledging what's up bro, head nod. And then I proceed to go about my business singing just slightly quieter. This man yells out his window, don't stop on my behalf you was working it out girl, sang that song! Errrrr!??! Why are you all up in the 3 with me and Kirk? If this was an attempt to hit on me, it is not that effective as you are hanging out the passenger window of a broke down old ass olds (that's how they roll in Milwaukee, I will never understand!) with rust spots that appear to spell out "Help me!" Me and Kirk were minding our own business and here you go. At that moment the light just couldn't change fast enough. Are you kidding me? I need to come up with an action plan for such encounters in the future. I will always be singing in the car with my radio, I can't help it. My friends know I love to sing, I am not very secretly a karaoke head!

Progress!
So I haven't stopped working at the whole weight loss thing. I have still been trying to hit the gym every chance I get this past week or two though. It has been very hard with my bday and J's. So I am already knowing that it is time get back at it with a vengeance as I am under the 3 month mark to the Bana! I did feel slightly accomplished today though. I put on a shirt I haven't worn for a while. It's a button down shirt that I haven't worn for a while, because well I couldn't button the damned thing! Well I am so happy to report that today I am wearing the shirt and have buttoned it and no one's eye has gotten popped out from flying buttons! YAY! Baby steps y'all.

Can it be summer now?
So in my everlasting desire for summer to arrive as of yesterday, I decided to hop on the Summerfest website to see what acts have been announced for the festival this year. For those of you that don't know Summerfest is a 11-day music festival here in Milwaukee. Actually, it is the world's largest music festival, 39 years running. It is held every year on the lake front in downtown Milwaukee, there are 10 stages, one with paid shows all the others have live performances and bands for free with admission every night of the festival. As with everything else in Milwaukee, there is also, of course, lots of beer and food. I have been there and seen a number of people on the free stages over the years including: Common, Talib Kweli, India.Arie, Montell Jordan, Temptations, Doobie Brothers, Hall and Oates, Dave Koz, and Cameo. At the larger paid stage, I have seen Prince, Kool and the Gang, Carlos Santana, Nas, Faith Evans and a bunch of others. This year the big R&B show that will be at the larger stage is Mary J. Blige. At the smaller stages, they are still announcing acts, but so far I see that Anthony Hamilton will be there on July 6th. I will have to keep posted on who else will make an appearance this year. I have added a link directly to the Summerfest site that will update with news if people are interested in when shows are announced. I can't wait!

Gotta go play with the kiddies!
Today is my last day of Junior Achievement with my 2nd grade class. I have to get out of here to go talk to the babies. Y'all have a great weekend and until next time, holla at ya girl!

Some stupid stuff I came across:

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I am struggling paying for student loans and I didn't think of this because why?

Today's Quote:

My advice if you insist on slimming: Eat as much as you like-just don't swallow it.

~Harry Secombe

The Helpless Desk!

2006-05-04T09:04:00.000-05:00

So some of you may remember some time ago when I decided that I hated the entire country of India due to a bad experience with the idiots at Dell. Well today is no different. I get to work and can't get into Outlook. Mind you this has become an everday battle for me, why should today be any different. Now, pretty much everything I do in my job requires me to have access to my Outlook. I think I have already quit about 20 times this morning and I haven't been here an hour yet. So after about the thirtieth time of getting this rather undescript error message, I finally decide to call the helpless desk, as I like to refer to them. Now upon first calling the help desk, you are lead to think that just maybe you will speak to someone that might actually be located in the US that actually speaks English, because you get this friendly voice of a woman who says, "Thank you for calling the [insert company name] helpdesk. Please listen to the following options carefully as the menu may have changed." Now they say this everytime I call, no matter how often I call this broad seems to think the menu MAY have changed, either it has or it hasn't and as she lives in the menu, shouldn't she know if someone has been in there messing with things? You would think! Anyway, so I listen to the menu, none of the options say "If your email is fucked up and you can't do any gotdang work until we get off of our lazy asses and fix it," so I opt for pressing 9, which indicates for all other callers, I guess that's me. So this is where my hope appears to be fading, I get another hold message this time a lady who speaks English and uses the correct words, but sounds like she may really not be Valerie, but more a Vipin Chib! Catch my drift! So I then, am put on hold, now this is further than I have gotten on other days where I haven't even gotten the very American sounding woman at the beginning of the menu, there is a message that more often says, "Yes, we know the system is fucked up, stop calling us so we can pretend to give 2 damns and try to do something about it!" So I figure well maybe I will get somewhere with this today. Finally, I can tell the line has connected and I hear "Thank you for calling the [insert company name] helpdesk, may I pwease have your empwoyee number?" I give him that, he says, "and am I speaking with George?" Now this is not the first time this has happened to me. I don't know who George is or if his number is very similar to mine, but I struggle to keep from saying, "Muthafucka do I sound like a George?" We go back and forth he finally gets it that I am not George, I tell him I can't get into my email, and his response, "Yes ma'am (I hate when people call me ma'am), the serwers are down right at the moment, wet me just check to see which serwer you are on. (I wait, he comes back to the phone.) Yes, ma'am (I hate that fucking word) the serwer that you are on is curwently down. All teams are curwently working on this and there is no ETA." I am pretty sure when he put me on hold he went to go grab his script, so he could make sure to say exactly what the people wanted him to say. Why is there never an ETA when I call the helpless desk? And who are these teams that are working on it? Where are they? Is it Ray-Ray and 'nem that I saw chillin' in the cafeteria, because if so my faith is dwindling. Ooooh, why me! Anyway an hour later, I finally got into my email and awaiting me was an email from the helpless desk asking me to rate my Case...my mama always said if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. I deleted the email.

So I needed some motivation and a kick in the ass...
I have enlisted the help of someone that has been through what I am going through with this weight loss thing. I was reading my regular dailies yesterday and thanks to some hater out there in blogland, Bklyndiva was obliged to post a few before and after pics of herself. That girl is definitely doing the damn thang. She looks like a completely different person. So I sent her an email and asked her for some advice and she was so kind as to ask me a few questions and give me a few pointers. She is going to be my buddy to give me a swift kick in the ass when I need it, which hopefully won't be as often as I could have used one over the past few weeks. I will keep you posted.

Paris Bennett is gone!
That little 17 year old girl has some pipes and America voted her off! I personally am ti-red of Katherine McPhee and I am ready for her ass to go home. I think Katherine's second song on Tuesday saved her, because her first one was horrendous. Paris did the damn thing though with that Mary J. song. My 6 year old was at the table rocking back and forth singing along like she was on stage. I was too upset when Elliott and Paris were the 2 in the bottom, because those are my two favorites. I can't get too upset about it though, for one I fell asleep before I got a chance to vote for either of them and second, Paris is going to end up on someone's record label somewhere regardless. Au revoir, Paris!

I gots to do me some work...
Not that I really want to, but there are some people here who think that I come to work to work! I don't know what the fuck their problem is, but I figure I will go ahead and appease them so that they can stop showing up at my desk asking me questions like I am supposed to know the answers or something. I mean usually I do, but why would they just assume some shit like that, you know? I'm out, y'all, holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

We all get heavier as we get older because, there's a lot more information in our heads. That's my story and I'm sticking to it!!

~Unknown

singing Happy Birthday to meeeeeee!

2006-05-02T09:14:00.000-05:00

So your girl is back, I think I am done recovering from my long weekend of birthday festivities. Do I feel another year wiser? Hmmm well not really since at least one night this weekend ended with me with my head in a garbage bag by the side of my bed. Do I feel another year older? Hellmuthafreakinyeah, I am getting too old for this shit!

So when we last left the L, it was Tuesday. Well last week at work was a monster. Lots of stuff going on keeping me busy and J came with me to work for "Bring Your Kid To Work" Day. She kept me busy, drawing pictures and introducing her to people and taking her to lunch. But at the end of the day she said "Mom, I didn't get bored not once today!" That was a feat, because I already had a plan in place that if she began to whine and get bored that since it was dad's day off, we would be calling him in for a rescue and recovery mission. But we aborted that plan as she found plenty to do. She found a drawer I had of promotional materials, t-shirts and notepads, so she ransacked that drawer. Plus, she had a strange infatuation with the 3-hole punch. Whatever works I guess. Having J at work with me on Thursday made Wednesday and Friday that much more busy and Friday I worked from home in celebration of my day, and because I was lazy and didn't feel like attempting to get dressed until I damn well pleased!

Martinis, anyone?
So Friday night, the ladies and I had one of our Ladies Night Out in celebration of my bday! The plan, meet up for martinis at this spot here in Milwaukee that has $5 martinis on Fridays. Its great the entire martini menu $5! Flirtinis all day long boy! So we met up there had a few appetizer, and I look out the window and see my guy who's birthday party we had gone to the weekend before, he sees us and comes in to tell us that they are on their way to a club where they are meeting up with some folks from high school. The club they are going to is closer to home than where we were initially going to go and they are having hip hop night in the martini bar. Sounds like something I can handle. We pay our bill and head over that way. We get there and walk in I order my Hen and Red Bull and sit back and relax. 6 or 7 tall Hen and Red Bulls later (more Hen than Red Bull), I am on the dance floor getting my groove on inviting my new friend, "White Girl Kym," with the cool ass tattoos to my cookout the next evening and exchanging phone numbers with her. WTF? My babysitters for the night are fired, although the girl did seem cool. "White Girl Kym" and I may have set up dates to go get new tattoos also, but I am not completely sure of that. Anywho needless to say I had fun, I made it home managed to get my contacts out, find the bed and a plastic bag to keep next to my head and went to sleep. Note to the youngins: A real lady never throws up in public and I am a fuckin' lady!

*singing* Go L, it's ya birthday, Go L, it's ya birthday! (Luke style, fuck 50!)
Saturday arrives, feeling like crap I get up get the girls situated and get out the house to make it to Sam's Club to meet Nicole (the one with the Sam's membership) and Kevin (the other birthday boy) to get stuff for the cookout. Mind you the weather man is reporting rain, screw them ain't no rain drops going to stop my bday! We come out of Sam's Club $360 later with enough food and alcohol to throw down for real! I leave there head out for my taxi mom duties, getting Jordan to ballet, then I have to drop food off to my guys house, where we are having the cookout, while she is in class. I go back get J from class, rush home to meet my mother in law who is taking her to go bowling, one kid down one to go. I feed Kennedy, get her down for a nap and try to start getting ready. I pull out the clothes to try to decide what look I am going for today, am I going for the cute girly look, am I doing the old faithful jeans and a t-shirt or am I going old school, Adidas jogging suit and shell toes. I opted for old school and donned the Adidas jogging suit with the shell toes. Put on some face did the hurh and got the girls an overnight bag packed. When Kennedy got up I changed her and got her ready so when Jordan got home we could rush right out and get to my mom's house so that I could drop them off.

Its four o'clock and I replay in my mind to make sure I have done all that I need to do before heading over to the spot to start making sure stuff is set over there. Kids dropped off, check. Shopping done, check. Alcohol purchased, check. Last minute calls and invites done, check. Looking freshazimiz, check. Alright, time to head to the east my brother to the east! I get there the food is going the game is on music is already popping. Time to do the damn thang. And oh did we, we had food spread across two tables, and friends all around we had a good time. I gots me a bottle of Hennessey and a Cohiba for presents, no I don't smoke, those are for special occasions only. Someone realized after the gathering got going that no one had gotten a birthday cake and all of a sudden I see someone walking behind Kevin and I with a plate and candles coming out of them. They sent someone to the liquor store to get some candles, and whatever they could find, so the only thing the liquor store apparently had were some Little Debbie's Brownies, so they come in with 2 LD Brownies with candles stuck in them. It was hilarious, I decided that in order to stay on my path to a thinner me that I would be completely unselfish and share my cake with everyone. So I proceeded to cut it into little itty bitty pieces and offer it to everyone. No, I wasn't drunk ask any of my friends this is normal behavior for me. I was being generous shit, last time I do that! lol Anyway the last of the crowd finally cleared out at about 12:30-1 am and the husband and I made our way home and pretty literally pass out!

OH SHIT!
So the husband and I awaken on a rainy Sunday morning and almost sit straight up in the bed, how in the hell was it 10 am already? My mom hadn't called cussing talking about come and get your kids yet, and he had football practice in 1 hour on the other side of town. So we get situated, he heads to practice, I head to go get the kids. Pick them up from my mom who is about ready to toss them out the front door, especially the little one. I get the girls and we go to the grocery store to buy stuff to make cupcakes. Jordan's birthday is 2 days after mine so on Monday she had to take a treat to school. Anyone that knows me I don't cook, I don't bake, I pretty much don't do any of the domestic shit that a mom really should. Never the less I attempted to bake. 35 cupcakes and 1 cake later...this is what we had!

Not half bad for an amateur, huh? I am posting pictures, because anyone who knows me would not believe this without proof.

Happy Birthday Jordan!

So after hard slaving over a stove, yesterday was my oldest's 6th bday. Wow how big she is getting! Happy Birthday baby!

Until next time peeps, holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

**well really its not a quote at all, but very fitting for my blog. My friend, Sue, sent this to me it is completely hillarious!**

76 to 47 in 0.2 seconds!

2006-04-25T16:17:00.000-05:00

So that's pretty much what happened here in Milwaukee. Yesterday when I left work it was a nice warm 76 degrees out. I had my music blasting windows down, sunroof open shades on. Today I need the shades, but I also need a coat. WTF! Why did I wake up this morning to 37 degrees! What? Mother Nature is really fucking with me right now and I don't appreciate it. My poor baby came in my room this morning wanting to know if she could wear sandals to school today, I was like child its cold outside you need a coat. She looked at me as if to question is summer gone already! Poor thing! Mother Nature is messing with our emotions and I don't appreciate it!

Thanks for all you do!
So today I am sitting at my desk and I get a delivery, a cookie bouquet to be exact. This thing has 8 big sugar or butter cookies with frosting! Am I suppose to eat this whole thing by myself. Its from my team saying thanks for all I do. I am very appreciative, but why do I need 8 big cookies? I don't need one small cookie, have they seen my ass? Just wondering!

Celebrity sightings!
Now I know Milwaukee wouldn't be considered the fashion capital of the world or anything, but these people are tripping. On my way into the office this morning I saw an old white lady with a bad peroxide blond she-mullett wearing one of those Prince looking ruffled shirts like she just got kicked out of the Revolution. I am going to need her to stop. I get not even two steps past her and I see this black lady with her hair all over her head looking like she was in search of a relaxer. This woman could have been Macy Gray's twin. She had big teeth, she looked a little slow....ok well she looked a lot slow, and her hair looked a hot ass mess! I tried to say goodbye and I choked, I went to walk away and I damn near stumbled all the way to my desk. I tried to hide it but, well hell you get the point! I know she had to have seen my facial expression when I saw her head. I have never been good at disguising those much I think I get it from my mama. You know how many times chicks walked away from my bar back in the day, because they would walk up to my bar looking broke off and I couldn't help it, my face would say it all. They would just walk to one of the guys bars. That was aiight though...them bitches didn't tip anyway! Keep stepping. What was I talking about again?

"Cuban Perfect Ass Hoes!"
To the person who found my site by doing a Yahoo! search for "Cuban Perfect Ass Hoes." Sorry to disappoint you I am not Cuban, nor am I a hoe, but I hope you got a good laugh on your visit! Seriously, though, what exactly were you trying to find? How did you come up with that combination of words to try to find what you were looking for? And did you ever find it? Hmmmm, one can only wonder I suppose.

The Diva's been through some thangs!
So today I was on one of my daily blogs and was reading a post from the BklynDiva. I have yet to be able to go back and really peak at her archives, but after reading today's post I am both inspired and terrified. After reading it, I promptly went into my computer and pulled up the one pic of me I hate the most and printed it up. I posted it up in my cube here at work and I plan to do so in my cabinet at home and in my refrigerator. I am determined to push on and not lose my momentum! Thanks for the inspiration Diva!

Aiight fam, its time for me to be out of here, must go collect the chidjins! Until next time, holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

"Food is an important part of a balanced diet."

~Fran Lebowitz

The Brats are back!

2006-04-24T22:34:00.000-05:00

So where did my week go? My kids were gone for a week, I had this huge list of "to-do's" that I wanted to get done while they were gone. Clean the house, mop all the floors, do laundry, pull up the carpet in Jordan's room, blah, freaking blah, freaking blah. Out of that list I was able to accomplish cleaning...uh yeah no, ummm, but I did pull up the....oh wait no I didn't do that either, but I know that I did get a chance to do all the lau....aaah hell I didn't do shit while they were gone! That's 7 days I will never get back, oh well, I got some relaxing in, kind of, well hell no I didn't do that either. All of my friends kept calling me saying, "Hell you don't have kids this week, let's....." Needless to say, I think the husband and I were busier than we are when the kids are here! Oh well, we had fun! That's what matters right?

Let's go in The Garage!
So Friday the husband and I had a busy schedule, I thought I would get out of work early, well that didn't happen. We ended up going to a birthday party for a friend of mine I went to high school with. The party was at the Garage. It was pretty cool, lots of people, decent music and a bar, hell that's all I need for a good time! Now, I will say I love going to the east side of Milwaukee to shop, however going out is a pain in the ass! There is absolutely no where to park, ever! I think we must have drove around for 30 mins just looking for a parking space, I ended up parking on a street that resembled an alley that you would see in one of those horror movies where a man with a chainsaw jumps out tries to cut you up and serve you for dinner to his mother and 3 snakes, 13 dogs, 8 cats, 3 hamsters and 1 rat. You know what I mean. Fortunately, I was with the husband, so at least he would run and get help if I were to get attacked....I know my husband, he doesn't like crime and he's no idiot, you have a gun, I don't, no need for discussion, run!! Chuck better be happy I like him, because if I only kind of liked you I would have went home, all that damn time riding around the blocks looking for parking. Once we found a spot and got inside it was nice though. I saw some people from high school I haven't seen in years. Some good and some eh I could care less...you know what I mean. But we had fun and the bartenders poured my Hennessey and cranberry and it was not Cranberry and a sip of Henn! My kind of spot!

Saturday emergency!
So it was Saturday morning, no kids...yet....no ballet lessons, no one screaming for breakfast...nothing to do, but to sleep in. Well maybe not, how about the phone rang at 9:15, mind you I was laying the bed awake, trying to convince myself I should take advantage of this last morning of freedom and go back to sleep. It was my dad, stepdad actually, who never ever ever calls. Well, he had just gotten pretty sick, my mom was at her biweekly mani/pedi appt and my little brother had to be at a music lesson. He asked if I would take him ok, no problem, what time does he have to be there, well ummm 9:30, ok well no time for the 3 S's let me throw on some pants I will be right over. So I have one leg in my pants, and the husband says I was going to go to the gym, but I don't have any gas, well you better get up and get your stuff on, where my brother had his lesson was right around the corner from the gym, no point in two trips. He whined and groaned a bit and finally got up and got some clothes on and we were at my parents' house in 12 minutes. I get there, my brother is waiting at the door ready to go looking less awake than Chris and I, he slowly walks out to the door as though it isn't 3 minutes to his rehearsal practice that it will take me at least 15 minutes to get to. My dad proceeds to walk out of the house to tell me about how he thinks that he is having a bout with food poisoning and as usual he is just about to give a few details too many, when I start backing out to the driveway saying alright we will see you later I should get him there. Eeeeeeewww! Why do old people always feel the need to do that, share with you info on the color, consistency, smell and everything else, I don't want to know that shit about my shit, I sure don't want to know that shit about your shit! Anywho, got the brother to the gym, got to the gym got my workout on , got some errands ran and got home. Did some cleaning up and guess who decided to get home? My babies! Looking like trouble and more trouble! I really did miss my babies. Oh well back to the grind!

The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful, cleaning and laundry and all the stuff I wanted to do while the girls were gone. I never even got dressed yesterday I found myself making dinner still wearing my pajamas. I made a good Chicken Jambalaya ummmm, umm, um! I don't normally like a lot of pre-made and boxed meals, but I was walking down the aisle where they have Hamburger Helper and stuff and I found a new Chicken Helper, Chicken Jambalaya. Out of intrigue I picked it up. I made it and was pleasantly surprised. To top it off, it was under 300 calories a serving even with the chicken, I think. Not bad, eh?

How the hell did that happen?
So I was on MySpace the other day and saw a comment from a friend from High School and it actually hit me, its been 10 years since I graduated, that means one of those reunions! Ugh! I really wouldn't normally even care about going to my reunion except one of my best friends/sister was the class president, so I pretty much won't have much of a choice. Uh damn, one more reason to get on those damned crunches I suppose. Last week was shitty for my eating, this week I am back at trying to be good. Plus I am poor, that tends to help keep me away from the bad stuff. No money to buy it with, no temptation! Damn maybe I should always be poor, I would lose this weight in no time! :)

Well its past my bed time, let me get off of here. I'll holla at you good people tomorrow, or today I suppose...whatever you know what I mean. Holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

I told my doctor I get very tired when I go on a diet, so he gave me pep pills. Know what happened? I ate faster.

~Joe E. Lewis

Lots to talk about!

2006-04-21T12:52:00.000-05:00

So let's get down to the business. This week has been nuts, all of the things that were on my to do list for life with no kids for a week, is still on my list. I didn't get not ne'er one thing done! Ain't that about a blip! Anywhos that's ok, because me and the husband got to go out to eat without having to cut up anyone else's food, and got to hit a movie that had no animated characters, and got to ride in the whip with the windows down and music blaring with the cuss words! So now what! Anyway, I thought I would hit you up with a few updates first, so here we go...

Operation Get Terri a Man!
Well good people we almost had to cancel the operations. The same day I did the post. T was at home chillin' on the front porch when her next door neighbor stopped to profess his undying love for her. We thought we might be in luck, he has all his own teeth, no baby mama drama and his hair is not longer than hers. However, his teeth may still be coming out and growing back as they are his baby teeth, he doesn't have baby mama drama, but his mama might start some drama and he doesn't have a car from this millennium, a huffy maybe, but most def not a car. The child is 13! Apparently, Terri being the nice friendly lady that she is apparently has expressed too much interest in this child by saying hi to him and asking how's school. So much to the point that he deemed it necessary to tell her that he had a crush on her and that he would treat her right! WTF! Terri if we haven't found you a man in 8 years or so then I will let you consider it, you can be in one of those older woman younger man things, but only once he is old enough to drink and all other options have been drained.

Don't fret though good people, T and I did make it to what I think will be our new spot. Texture, the Old Fly Bar, in Milwaukee here on the south side. Thursday is their latin night, they do dance lessons from 8 to 10 and then play salsa, merengue, bachata, reggaeton and hip hop the rest of the night. Seems like they have decent music on the other nights too. I will definitely report back, that may be a place we have some luck finding T a man at!

What the hell!
So I have unfortunately been slacking on my eating lately, party with the kids being out town and the holidays and just a combination of a lot of things. Needless to say I need to get back on the ball with the eating, I have been holding steady luckily and not gaining, but I need to get back to losing! But now here's the strangest thing, even though I am not losing weight I am still losing inches, which I know and understand. But how about I put on one of my favorite pair of capris this morning and these things have been trying to fall off my butt all day!

***sidenote: So for the past week, we have had this guy on our floor in the building, I call him the cell phone bandit. Everyday he can be found hovering near my cube, talking, rather loudly I might add, on his cell phone. Well the bandit has struck again, he was just here again. He always sounds to be on work related calls, so my first question is why not tell that person to call you at your desk if you get bad reception in the building. WTF! Why are you standing by my desk. Actually, he usually makes his way over here numerous times a day, today its already 2:30 and this is the first I have seen or heard of him. I suppose this is what I get for telling someone it was too quiet at our new office.***

Back to the subject...I mean there are other things that I could complain about I am sure, and I should really be happy, but when you are losing weight doesn't it suck that your old phat clothes don't fit any more but the new fabulous clothes you want don't fit yet. So does that mean that as I lose weight I have to continue to by these new little less phat wardrobes all along the way. Darn it that sucks! I guess I need to invest in some belts.

No Lowrider for me!
So I am a little disappointed, but the husband and I have decided against driving to Indy for the Lowrider Magazine Car Show. First, most of the people we were going to go with aren't going, including the president of his car club chapter. Second, his car isn't going to be done in time, its still being worked on. Third, gas prices are fucking ridiculous! So if anyone else out there in Blogland makes it I hope they post pics so I can drool over them!

What sucks even more is that with us not leaving to head to Indy, that means that our time without children is shortened. They are supposed to get back tomorrow and we were initially supposed to be gone so they were going to hang with grandma and titi until we made it back. Now that we aren't going anywhere, that means the kiddies will be back at the crib tomorrow. Don't get me wrong I will love seeing my babies again, but that means I can only play footloose and fancy free for a short while longer! DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!

Am I am Under-Achieving Parent?
So there are many times that I am so proud to boast that my 5 year old has been in Ballet and Tap for 3 years and speaks German, or that my 2 year old can count to 10 and sing her abc's and Don't Cha by the Pussycat Dolls (don't ask). But was I suppose to enroll them for classes at the Wisconsin Conservatory of Music and no one told me? WTF! Go here and you will see what I am talking about.

Preparation is underway!
So time has come for the annual bday cookout. One of my husband's friends and I share the same birthday although he is considerably older than my young self, but for the past couple of years we have a cookout at his crib and do it grown folks style. Throw some stuff on the grill, get some dranky drank, turn up some music clear, out the living room furniture, you know straight up house party! Well once again its on. Need to start putting my shopping list together now, next Saturday is the big day and that's not far away!
Aiight folks, I need to get out of here, I have to handle my clubbing for my final night of freedom, so I need to get some work done so I can get out of here on time today. If you are in Milwaukee, check out that party at Questions. I posted the flyer earlier today. I might have to roll through there for a minute. Until next time....you know what to do, holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

My goal is to weigh what my drivers license says!

~Unknown

Gotta Plug my peoples...

2006-04-21T10:09:00.000-05:00

Click on the flyer for more info.

And another one...

2006-04-20T23:05:00.000-05:00

So I know I have been MIA lately, I have been dealing with a lot of stuff at work and the kids being gone has had me running more than normal. I hope to be back to my regular posting by tomorrow. However, the other day I was reading my guy, T.Bear's, page in between mess at work and apparently now you can get tagged just by looking at the page! DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! Anyway, I am a good sport, so here it goes...

I present to you 10 Years ago (I barely remember what I wore yesterday, so bare with me!)

Ten years ago, it was spring 1996. Take this survey, post the results, and see how many things have changed since then.

Q1) How old were you? 17

Q2) What grade were you in? 12th

Q3) Where did you go to school? Nicolet High School (and yes I still know the school song!)

Q4) Where did you work? Walgreens

Q5) Where did you live? Milwaukee, WI

Q6) How was your hairstyle? T-boz looking bob with the one long peice on the side

Q7) Did you wear braces? nope

Q8) Did you wear contacts? yup

Q9) Did you wear glasses? yup

Q10) Who was your best friend(S)? Her, her and oh her, but I don't talk to her ass no more!

Q11) Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend? Which one?

Q12) Who was your celebrity crush? I don't remember

Q13) Who was your regular-person crush? ah hell you're kidding right!

Q14) Were you a virgin? what's your definition of virgin?

Q15) How many piercings did you have? 6

Q16) How many tattoos did you have? none then

Q17) What was your favorite band/singer? Wu Tang!

Q18) Had you smoked a cigarette yet? enough to give someone else lung cancer!

Q19) Had you gotten drunk or high yet? I plead the 5th

Q20) Had you driven yet? yes

Q21) If so which car? Brown Subaru

Q22) Which of your pets from then are still alive? none

Q23) Looking back, are you what you thought you would be in 2006? No where close

Tag.... Your IT!!!! I'm going to be like T.Bear on this one, you read it, YOU'RE IT!

Am I being irrational?

2006-04-18T13:53:00.000-05:00

So you know I do my best to try to support minority businesses, but DO NOT FUCK WITH MY CAR! I have proven on many occasions how much I love my car! So trying to support the minority business owners, I took my car to get my windows tinted at the local, car wash/rim shop/auto repair/chicken and fish restaurant/barber shop. I got my windows tinted and they were fine. The guy told me that there was a lifetime warranty on the tint, that's why I figured well I will get it done, but if I don't like it I will be their worst nightmare. Well weeks went by I noticed that there were a few bubbles in the tint, ok well that needs to get fixed, and then I noticed that there were streaks in the windows on the back driver-side window. Then all hell was about to break loose when it was cold as hell out and I went to go through a drive through or something rolled my window down and the fucking tint peeled right up with the damn window. WTF! So now I am pissed right, but I needed to find time when I could go back up there and get the tint fixed and either get a ride back home since it is over the hill from my house or have enough time to sit there for an hour. So no kids this week, I scheduled my well-needed oil change and I figured I may as well call and check and see when they can get me in to fix the tint. This fool tells me, "Well the gaskets in the door could have been frozen if it was cold, I won't charge you for the tint, but I would have to charge you for the labor which would be like $15-20." HOLD THE FUCK UP! How the hell am I supposed to know when the gaskets inside of my door are frozen? And doesn't life time warranty mean I don't have to pay for it, labor or parts its not my fucking problem. I have had tint on every car I have owned and never ever have I had my tint peel no matter how fucking cold it got. So me trying to be a cool calm and collected sister, mostly not wanting to show my ass because I am calling from my desk at work in the cubicle farm, just politely thank him and hang up. I call the husband and tell him and he's like I wouldn't even fuck with them anymore let's just take your car somewhere else. Now I don't want to have to pay to have my tint completely re-done, but I also don't want those ignorant asses doing my tint and fucking it up again! Plus, I am not sure that if I go up there and show my ass that I would really want to take my car up there and have them fuck up something else on my car. I think I am just going to take this tint off myself, and ride tint-less for a minute, I can't stand driving around with this broke tint. Plus, I am not trying to take my car with its broke ass tint to car shows. Then I think I am going to take my car to the other folks and get it done right the first time. Screw this supporting the struggle! Struggle my ass!

singing I just don't know what to do with myself!

2006-04-18T09:30:00.001-05:00

So the weekend is passed the husband and I shipped off the kiddies with their grandma and titi and we have the whole house to ourselves. The weekend was good nothing really special. I never made it to the gym on Friday, I needed to get home and get the girls situated and packed, plus I wanted to braid up Jordan's hair so that no one would have to do her hair for the week. Braiding hair at our house is always a battle! She is so tenderheaded and just a drama queen in general, plus she has yet to figure out that in the battle between her versus me and the comb and brush, I will always win. So just chill out and let me get this done and over with. I did more laundry this past weekend trying to get clothes and stuff clean for the girls then I think my washer and dryer have seen for some time. My king sized bed was stacked with clothes, that I still have yet to put away. Saturday was spent getting everything thrown in the suitcase for them, running to my mom's to pick up their Easter baskets and running to Target to pick up stuff that they needed. By the time I looked up it was 4:30 and time to get them to my sister-in-law's house. I got them situated and chilled out at my mom's house for a bit, because the husband was still at work. No point in sitting at home by myself. He came in we got some food and one of his friends stopped by they played x-box and I watched tv and hopped on the computer to do some work for a bit. At one point, I had the urge to tell him to turn the damn surround sound on the tv down, he was going to wake up the kids, and then I remembered, WHAT KIDS? They're gone!

Easter Sunday came, weather was mild and sunny and we realized we didn't have the normal holiday rat race going from this house to that. We decided not to attend the local church fashion show, I mean Easter Service. Now usually the whole family goes out to a fancy smancy restaurant for Easter dinner, because when my one aunty passed away, my other aunt and my mom decided that they would only cook for Christmas and Thanksgiving. So for Easter we usually go out to eat. Well my aunt is a little special and she and my mom have a rather on again off again relationship, she is my mother's sister-in-law. Anyways, moms called my aunt to see what we were doing for Easter a few weeks back and she was like oh well I figured we would just all do our own thing with our own families, I was just going to cook something for us. Ummm, ok why would you assume that when we never do that! Whatever! So my mom and I went back and forth for a while about well, what do you want to do? I don't know what do you want to do? Needless to say we never made reservations anywhere and my mom just decided to put on a turkey breast at her house, works for me, I's po' anyways! On top of this, the husband's mom and sister were gone with the girls, and his dad wasn't doing anything, because his wife (the husband's parent's are divorced) was out of town as well. I welcomed the lack of celebratory events for the Easter holiday. I woke up at like 9 and did some stuff around the house, told the hubby to get up and get dressed so we could make a run before we had to be to my mom's between 3:30 and 4. So we got up, got out and hit the movies and went to see "ATL." It was actually a pretty good movie, plus I will take an hour and forty minutes of looking at T.I.'s fine self any day. We got out of the movie at 3:20 and headed to mom's house, and made it there right at like 3:40. My mom was surprised, we never get anywhere on time, we sat and had a relaxing dinner, no drama, it was great! We went home and pretty much did nothing after dinner, except to get ready to get back at the grind for Monday.

Monday came and went and I thought I would get a chance to do a post and no suck luck. I was busy with stuff here at work and I was trying to escape early so that I could try to get to the gym, bank and home to shower before the Bucks game last night. By he time I left work, I didn't have time to make it to the gym. I did have time to get home change clothes and get to the carwash to wash my car in one of those do-it-yourself stalls and vacuum her out really nice. The things that vacuum picked up! Whew child, it was crazy when I took that car seat out of there. But I went to pick up the husband from work, so we could take one car downtown to get to the Bucks game. Its great to be able to do these things without having to beg for a babysitter! My boss's boss had the corporate box so we went and enjoyed the Bucks beating the Pistons. Not that that really meant anything since they are both already in the playoffs, but it was still nice, especially since there were way too many Pistons fans in the place last night. I will say that watching the game from the suite is bad on the hips. You get there they have a nice spread of chips and fruit and nuts. Then for food-food they had hot wings and hot dogs. And when I finished I thought that was it, then my boss's boss looks at me and goes let's go desserts here, the catering people go around to the suites wheeling around this cart with all kinds of different layered cakes and cheesecakes and cookies and homemade ice cream. Evil bitches! You know I ate some though. I had no willpower, I haven't had ice cream in forever! I had a chocolate chip cookie with vanilla ice cream and chocolate syrup on top. I know that's bad, but just think I could have had the snicker cheesecake! And I did check before making a selection to see if they had anything low-fat or sugar free, which they didn't, but I should at least get extra credit for asking right?

My friends are nuts!
With the kids being gone, do you know how many voicemail messages I have gotten since Saturday from my friends, mainly Amaya and Kye, and everytime I don't get a chance to answer my phones these heiffas leave a message talking about I know you are getting your grown folk on! Y'all have issues! We have been married 5 years this June, and been together 9 years total. We don't do the grown folk no more! Well we do, but I wasn't when y'all called heiffas!

Operation Get Terri A Man!
So I don't normally put my girls on blast like this, ok, well I do kind of, but this is for a good cause. I am feeling an urge to do something philanthropic to assist a charitable cause that will help to better my community and the lives of the people around me. My friend, Terri, is of the belief that she will be single for the rest of her life, because she can't seem to come across not one decent man. She thinks that they might be extinct. So I am on a mission to find her a decent man. If you or someone your know is interested in my friend, please contact me by clicking here or leave a message in the comment section. Terri is a nice girl, she is an equal opportunity employer (she likes men of all flavors), she likes long walks in the park (ok well I am not sure about this, but it always sounds good) and kickin' it with the girls. You must have all of your own teeth, preferably no grillz, you must have limited baby mama drama, preferably none, you must have a job, you must have your own place (no renting the basement from your mama does not count), you must have your own car (preferably one from this millennium), you cannot have hair longer than hers (mullets need not apply), you must be able to keep beat at the club (this white girl can get her groove on) and you must be presentable enough to eat dinner with in public (ugly men need not apply). Please note that all applications are subject to approval, by me and if you are denied approval, trust you will be put on blast!

Back to the grind!
So I need to get back to work, so that I can get out of here today to actually get to the gym. I feel like a slacker now that I see how motivated T. Bear is being. Let me get off of here and be productive for a change. I'll talk to y'all later, until then....holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

I'm not into working out. My philosophy: No pain, no pain.

~Carol Leifer

You may have noticed...

2006-04-16T10:42:00.000-05:00

...there has been a slight change to my sidebar. The missing poster for Quadrevion and Purvis has been removed as the bodies of the 2 boys were found on Friday evening. Please keep their families in your prayers on this Easter Sunday. If you would like to read more details about the end of this almost moth long search, click here.

And then there was 1!

2006-04-14T14:30:00.000-05:00

So here I sit in the office on Good Friday and I can tell you one thing for sure, it would be a better Friday if I wasn't here at all! How about this isn't a holiday for our company, but it is like a ghost town here and apparently everyone requested off, except me. FIGURES! Anywho all of them being gone, means one thing...more time for me to play! whoooo hoooo!

Yahoo! Group
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Too much spare time

So considering I am sitting at my desk gazing out the window at the beautiful mid-70 degree whether, wondering why in the hell I am in there, I have time to search for information online. I came across this article that I think I will share. I clicked the link as soon as I saw the title of the article, "8 reasons why you may not be losing any more weight." The author outlines the 8 reasons that you may no longer be losing weight as follows:

Drinking too much alcohol or pop
Too little exercise or less effective routines
A reduced metabolism
Skipping meals too often
Eating too much sugar and salt
Not drinking enough water
Incorrect portion sizes
Unrealistic Goals

Now a lot of this is pretty self explanatory, however sometimes we forget about a lot of the little things and if 1 or even more of these begins to become an issue, we are just making matters worse. One of my biggest struggles is skipping meals. Its hard there are weeks when I work 50-60 hours, plus go to the gym, plus deal with the family and kids. There are days I have gotten in bed and realized, wait, I fed the kids and forgot to feed myself. WTF! I have been trying and really need to try harder to stick to a schedule of sorts. Try to prepare and take with me each day 4 or 5 little meals, with healthy snacks for work. Smaller more frequent meals help to speed up your metabolism, faster metabolism means an easier time dropping those pounds. Here are a few snacks I have found that are easy on the hips:

Nabisco 100 Calorie Packs - These are pretty good, especially the Oreos. They are like little cookie chips. The Oreos are like thin wafers of the chocolate cookie, but they really taste the same, just no filling to lick out the middle. The Chips Ahoy are not that bad either. I have been warned by a friend to steer clear of the Ritz cracker 100 calorie packs. The good thing about these little packs is there is no thinking to it when it comes to figuring out how many calories you took in. They're 100 Calories!

Orville Redenbacher's SmartPop - I love popcorn, I could eat popcorn all day. The good thing about the OR SmartPop is you don't have to feel guilty about eating the whole bag. Lord knows I have eaten the whole bag plenty of times. Each bag has 2 servings at 110 calories each. That means the whole bag of popcorn is only 220 calories. That is less than the calories in a half a King sized bag of M&Ms. I know trust me! Plus SmartPop comes in regular, butter and kettle corn flavors, so you can change up and add a little variety every once in a while.

Baby Carrots and light/fat-free dressing - I love carrots, one vegetable I don't mind eating. The good thing about using carrots as a snack as is that they aren't bad when it comes to calories. You can have 15 medium sized raw baby carrots for under 60 calories, to give it a little kick add your favorite light/fat-free salad dressing. I like the peppercorn ranch or house italian. Gives me something crunchy to munch on when I am working at my desk all day long without the guilt of chips or vending machine crap!

Strawberries - Maybe my mother eating buckets and buckets of strawberries when she was pregnant with me has something to do with it, but strawberries are my absolute favorite fruit. You can have a cup of whole strawberries for under 45 calories. You are lucky if you get a batch that are already pretty sweet, depending on the time of year. If you get a batch that aren't that sweet try adding a little Splenda too it. I like to cut them up in the morning and put them in a plastic bag and let the soak in the Splenda until lunch, then they have a light syrup. YUM! The good thing about the Splenda is that it is a zero calorie sweetener, which means if you have another 45 calories to spare, why not have another cup of strawberries!

Those are just a few things I like to try to cut the cravings. Speaking of which, I need to go to the grocery store, I am running low on every single one of these! What do you use to stifle your sweet tooth?

The silence is deafening

There is no one here but me now, I haven't seen another human being for some hours. I think I am going to cut out of here. I have some stuff I could start on, but I don't want to do that when I get off in 20 minutes anyway. I will take care of that over the weekend, or on Monday, no big deal, its nothing urgent. I hope everyone has a Happy and Safe Easter, I'll be back at the grind on Monday, until then....Holla at ya girl!

Have some manners, please!

2006-04-12T14:14:00.000-05:00

So you know we all have our little pet peeves, those things that we can't stand when others do. Then there are our little rules, certain things in general other should just know better than to do. Well recently, it has been made blatantly clear that some people need to be reminded of some etiquette issues that they are unfortunately forgetting. Today boys and girls, I would like to talk about bathroom etiquette. A fellow blogger did this post for the guys on the Tuck Rule a few months back. Recently, I have just had some unfortunate experiences that I think we need to get taken care of. Today, I received this email from my girl Kim in NC:

Y'all, if I can stop laughing, I will tell you about what just happened in the
bathroom. I was in there whatever, whatever, and this chick is in one the
stalls blowing it UP! All of a sudden I hear, "I'm sorry whoever's out there, my
stomach is tore UP!" I couldn't figure that one out by myself? I'm sorry,
I'm not going to talk to people while I'm doing my thang, if ya know what I
mean...

Now, some time back I did a post called "Don't Talk to Strangers." Apparently people don't realize that there are rules that flow over to fall under the category of potty etiquette as well. Like, if there are 12 stalls and only one person in the whole bathroom, you don't go into the stall right next to them, how rude! There's also the rule that once the stall closes and locks, all conversations must cease. I do not want to have to increase my speaking volume to talk over the sound of your pee. Water is not a miracle worker, when you come out of the bathroom, use some damn soap. Water alone will not do the trick. Are there any other bathroom rules you can think of? I am sure I could think of more, but I just had to get that off of my chest.

Would you like some twinkies with your animal crackers?
I would just like to share that on my way into work this morning, I watched as two grown men lugged in food for what appeared to be some sort of food day celebration/potluck type of affair. The thing that they appeared to have the most of appeared to be a healthy supply of twinkies and animal crackers? Who in the hell brings twinkies and animal crackers to a potluck? Nevermind that had to be a single man's doing!

AIDS is real!
Read this blog from another blogger's site. I am sure you will be as appalled as I was! People still just don't get it!

Taking it back to the old school!
So I bought drove off the road this morning listening to the fools on Kiss-FM, when all of a sudden I hear, "oooh boy I love you so, nevah-evah-evah gone let you go, once I get my hands on yooouuuu!" These fools took it back and played the Candyman! Oh wow!

Another day another dollar...
I made it to the gym last night and worked the hell outta myself! My legs were soar this morning when I got up. Apparently I know how to kick my own ass when I am at the gym without any of my friends. The husband actually went with me for the first time in months, which was nice that I could actually go home and have a conversation with him, without him turning around and heading out the door before I even get a chance to close it. The only bad thing is since he went to the gym with me, there was no one waiting at home for us to get there with dinner ready. DAMN! I knew there was a flaw to this plan!

Apparently they expect me to do work around here?
I don't know what their problem is, do they really think I come here to work. I come here to have internet access to be able to talk to my blog fam all day long. duh! Isn't that what they pay me for? The nerve of these folk to think I actually come here to work. Well, I suppose since I must, let me get my but back to work, I have a lot of stuff to get done for real. You know the deal folks, holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

Inside some of us is a thin person struggling to get out, but she can usually be sedated with a few pieces of chocolate cake.

~Unknown

Gold Diggers in Training!

2006-04-11T13:28:00.000-05:00

DISCLAIMER: I would just like to give everyone the disclaimer about this post. I am a sarcastic person, if you cannot find the sense of humor in many of my posts than I suggest you go to the local hospital to see if you can't pick up a spare funny bone. If you feel very sensitive about the topics I am discussing, get over yourself. If you are that darn touchy there must have been some truth to it!

With that said, back to the subject at hand. I got a phone call from my "sister" last night. No, I don't have any biological sisters, but we have been around each other for forever and she has eaten more food at my parents house than I have, so she is my sister. She was very distraught, a friend of hers called and brought to her attention that for years we have all been hoodwinked and bamboozled by our parents to believe that the way to the life that we want to live is through hard work and studying. This friend of my sister's called her after having taken a private jet on a weekend trip with her boyfriend and a few of his just a little wealthy friends. All of their girlfriends were tiny, smaller than the friend, who might be a size 2 on a bloated day. They spent the whole weekend shopping at stores where one shoe costs more than my monthly salary. And this lead her to thinking, why did we bust our butts in college, if this is the reward these women got for watching their wastelines instead of cultivating their minds and watching their debt grow with college loans. Apparently, our yellow brick road took a bad detour on the way to Oz and Toto, I don't like it one bit. Apparently, all the video hoes and gold diggers and ballers wives had the right plan all along. WTF! How could we have been so blind for so long? From this day forward, here's where the disclaimer comes into play, I vow to not teach my daughters to use their brains to try to outwit the man. They will not try to fatten their pockets by stimulating their minds. Oh NO! They will shake it like a salt shaker and make that money. Cause *singing* I ain't saying that they gotta be a gold digger, but I be damned if my babies will be messing with no broke bro'! I just had to share! Class for 2 year olds who still need to learn to walk in stilletos will be held in the Bishops Hall after the 11 am service on Sunday!

Thanks to Caroline Jhingory!
Back in February, I wrote a blog and in it I made reference to Caroline Jhingory who was a student at Fisk University that was profiled in the March issue of Essence Magazine. Turns out Caroline fell across my page and just so happened to read that post and left a comment on my blog. I commented back not knowing if she would see it or not, letting her know if she had any tips that she could share to shoot me an email. Well, today, she did just that. Today, I received 2 emails from Caroline with links to her own personal blog, a Q&A that was done on her from Blackplanet and various other articles. I have yet to get a chance to really take a look at all of the information, however know that as I get through the information I have received I will definitely share it with you. Caroline lost 110 lbs without surgery, using healthy eating habits exercise and determination. She is definitely proof to me that it is possible. If you would like to check out her blog, click here.

Did anyone else hear?
Proof from D12 died. Check out the story here.

I love my little brother!
So yesterday in my many stops after the gym, I had to go past my mom's house. I see my little brother who's 15, and he says, hey [insert real name here] are you loosing weight, cause it looks like it! I knew I loved that kid for a reason!

Since everyone loved the recipe yesterday so much I thought I would share another!
So I am a self-proclaimed chocaholic. The hardest thing for me about eating healthy or following a new diet it the loss of chocolate intake. I can't handle that. This is a recipe I picked up off of Sparkepeople.com for a healthy Chocolate Chip Cookie! Thought I would share.

Today's Quote:

There are four basic food groups, milk chocolate, dark chocolate, white chocolate, and chocolate truffles.

~Unknown

If I repeat "I don't hate him", will I believe it?

2006-04-10T10:31:00.000-05:00

Good Monday morning to everyone. I am trying to be positive about the day, on my way into work it was already almost 50 degrees outside and it is supposed to be in the mid-60s today and the rest of the week, plus the sun is shining. I know 50s and 60s isn't that warm, but hell this is Wisconsin so give me my one moment of excitement. I am at work, trying to get through emails from the weekend, because these people don't know how to work over the weekends. Dirty BAAASTAHDS! However, through all the positive vibes I am trying to dish out, my husband is testing me today. I get an email from him this morning from work that says:

Morning, So I decided that I should probably start putting some good weight back on for football and when I say good I mean muscle, but darn it I can’t gain. I weighed myself this morning 208lbs and I ate an entire Papa John’s pizza on Friday and Saturday (I ate bad this weekend), what’s up with that.

Oh no he didn't! WTF! Is he serious? Has he lost his fucking mind? Does he have a death wish? How was this a good idea? To send an email to your wife about how you can't gain weight when you know she is busting her ass trying to lose weight! I love my husband, I love my husband! I won't even start complaining about him and this football thing. I am being the supportive wife, fortunately I like sports, otherwise I am the bitch that would be like you want to do what? Oh HELL TO DA NAW! I will try to be good and not smack him over the head, but seriously, this man! I say often, if I didn't love my husband, I would hate. Thank goodness I love him so much! I responded and said: Are you expecting sympathy from me here? Just want to know my duties as a wife!

*singing* Back in the day when I was young I'm not a kid anymore...
I just thought I would share. Back when before kids, I was always the heaviest of all my friends and that always made me feel like I was fat. But you know I was going through some old pictures and I wish I was there again. I have come to the conclusion, I was really not all the big, I had some skinny ass friends, but I was pretty average size. I could shop at the Gap and Express and all the other mainstream stores and the only real problem was whether or not all the baggage I was carrying up top would fit in that shirt or not. I wonder if having a bunch of skinny friends might not have helped to allow me to gain weight and not really think about it. I always had a poor self image so when I started getting bigger I was already just used to being the big girl in the group? Oh to reminisce! *rapping* I reminisce for a spell, or shall I say think back, 22
years ago to keep it on track, The birth of a child on the 8th of october, A
toast but my granddaddy came sober....Oh let me stop, y'all don't know
nothing 'bout that!.

Recipe - Baked Chicken Parmesan
So I will tell everyone that I am by no means a Betty Crocker, but this is a recipe that came from my mom when she was on Weight Watchers. Its easy and pretty tasty, so I thought I would share.

Servings: 2
Prep Time: 40 minutes

Ingredients:
2 egg whites
1/3 cup
Italian-seasoned breadcrumbs
1 Tsp paprika
4 Tbsp reduced-fat Parmesan cheese, grated, divided
2 portions chicken breast (about 1/2 lb)
2 portions spinach pasta (about 4 oz uncooked)
1 cup low-fat pasta sauce
2 cups baby spinach leaves

Instructions:
1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.
2. In a medium mixing bowl, beat egg white with fork until slightly frothy. Then, mix breadcrumbs, paprika and 2 tablespoons of reduced-fat Parmesan cheese in a pie plate.
3. Dip chicken breasts in egg whites and then into the breadcrumb mixture, coating both sides.
4. Lightly coat a baking sheet with cooking spray. Place chicken breasts on the baking sheet; bake for approximately 12 more minutes, until chicken is no longer pink in the center
and coating is golden brown.
5. White the chicken is baking; prepare spinach pasta according to its directions.
6. In a a small saucepan, warm pasta sauce over medium heat.
7. Divide spinach leaves between two separate plates. Layer portions of warm spinach pasta and baked chicken breasts over spinach leaves. Top with pasta sauce and remaining Parmesan cheese.

Serve and enjoy.

Back in the game
So I took the weekend off from the gym, as I usually do. Although, I think I burned some calories getting worked up over the fight Saturday night. But today is Monday time to get back in the game. Wish me luck! Time to go get some work done. Holla at ya girl, I'm out!

Today's Quote:

If it wasn't for my superior willpower, I might be exercising right now!

~Unknown

I just can't help myself!

2006-04-09T00:36:00.000-05:00

Source

I just get so pumped when I see a good fight. Did anyone else see the Mayweather vs. Judah fight? Mayweather was trying to get me a little worried there in the beginning, but "Pretty Boy" Floyd prevailed with a unanimous decision to defeat Zab Judah's ass! Damn I am mad I didn't put money on this fight! The only downside to the fight really was that Santa Claus suit Floyd was wearing, WTF! I will forgive him, only because that boy is just damn fine! The highlight of the fight was when Judah realized things weren't looking good for him, he decided to try to get at Floyd with a direct shot to the cup, followed up with a smack to the back of the head. This of course caused the corners for each of the opponents to get to actin' a fool and go to blows in the ring. Actually, it looked like the fight between Floyd's uncle, Rog, and Zab's daddy, Yoel, would have been pretty good had the security, police and officials let it play out. Oh well, I guess we will never know. Now I just have to be patient until de la Hoya fights Mayorga, May 6th!

Source

I am going to try to go to sleep, however I am not sure I can do it. I am too pumped! Holla at ya girl!

Another week down!

2006-04-07T21:36:00.000-05:00

So its Friday night, I have been to the gym every day since Monday and do I feel any different? Not really, is there any miraculous difference since last week, of course not. You know its really hard when I get on the scale and it says that I am down 24 pounds since I started on this journey and I don't see anything difference. I know, I know its harder to see the change in yourself and I know 24 pounds is a long way off from where I need to be in the end. But still, this shit annoys the hell out of me. Even more traumatizing, is the fact that countdown clock over there to your right has dropped below the 4 month mark between now and my Caribana trip! Like Curtis Mayfield once said, *singing* I got to keep on pushing!

Another day at the grind!
So its 9:45 pm, I have been to work, been to get kids, been to the gym, come home and made dinner, and now I have finally stopped moving. I realize each day how much shit I do and it just never stops. Although, there is light at the end of the tunnel. Next Saturday, my girls are off to Junction City, LA, to visit their great-grandmother on my husband's side! No kids for the husband and I for a whole week. WHOOOOO HOOOOOO! We won't know what to do with ourselves. Granted we will still be working, I have big plans. I want to try to make it to go see ATL, maybe go roller skating, and then get some cleaning done. I know the last one really isn't that exciting, but you don't know how wonderful it will be to get it done without a bunch of little people coming right behind you just fuck it up all over again! Plus, the Friday before they come back the husband and I will be heading down to Indianapolis for the Lowrider Magazine Car Show at the Indianapolis Statefair Grounds! Last year this show was huge, it took us 8 hours just to get checked in with my husband's car club. I am excited, though! This is a nice show, because even though it is a Lowrider car show, there are usually a decent amount of imports there are just different things you don't see everywhere. This year David Banner is performing, last year it was Trillville and Ying Yang Twins...well actually it was only Ying....or maybe it was Yang...hell I don't know which it was, but isn't there some Chinese proverb that says that its against the rules to have Ying without the Yang? I'm jus' sayin'! Of course with every car show there comes the fair share of naked hoes, but I think I have prepared myself for that as usual.

Something for you to check out...
So I came across this site and I thought I would share. It is a website called Every Diet.com. It seems very informative. It has a list of most of the diets you hear about out there and it goes through eat one. It tells you the essential points of each diet and the benefits and drawbacks of each one. It is actually pretty good. It is worth taking a peak, before you make any drastic decisions on changing you diet.

Fundraising Benefit to Aide Search Efforts In Finding Quadrevion Henning and Purvis Virginia Parker (This was taken directly from the V100 website)
Featuring Performances By... Jacob Latimore, Under5ive, Le’Che Martin and Cincere
At The Riverside Theater TOMORROW--April 8

V100.7 (WKKV-FM) invites Milwaukeeans to band together in a benefit to raise awareness and funding for the search efforts in locating missing Milwaukee boys Quadrevion Henning and Purvis Virginia Parker. The benefit will take place at The Riverside Theater Saturday, April 8 at 6 p.m.

The event will be hosted by V100.7’s Reggie Brown, Wolf D and Minister Melvin Hood. Featured performers include Jacob Latimore, Hip Hop and Christian Rapper Under5ive, R&B and Hip Hop Sensation Le’Che Martin and Milwaukee R&B Favorite Cincere.

Other performers include nationally acclaimed 20-month year old drummer Julian Pavone and Quinlin Bishop dedicating his beloved song “Come Home” to finding Quadrevion and Purvis.

Representatives from Wisconsin Clearing House for Missing and Exploited Children and Adults, a resource for both law enforcement and families in investigating cases involving missing and abducted children, will be on hand with literature and available to answer questions.

Tickets go on sale Wednesday, April 5 for $5.00 at the Riverside Theater Box Office and all Milwaukee Playmakers Sports Center locations (2230 N. Martin Luther King Dr, 5325 W Fond du Lac Ave. and 4625 W. North Ave).

100% of proceeds from ticket sales will be donated to The Henning Parker Reward Fund. Additional donations will be accepted at The Riverside Theater during the event.

More information on this event and ways you can assist in search efforts can be found at http://www.henningparker.com/.

Contact: Cecilia Hrobsky at (414) 286-3611, chrobsky@pabsttheater.org, orBailey Coleman at 414-944-5124, bailey.coleman@clearchannel.com

Today's Quote:

A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand.

~Unknown

HELP ME!

2006-04-06T15:48:00.000-05:00

So today has been interesting. I woke up this morning and I was on my way to hop in the shower when my phone rings. Its the nanny she's sick! Great! Fortunately, my boss and a few other folks on my team are out of the office today, so I am like oh well, no biggie I will just work from home. Working from home is trying to say the least when you have a 2 year old who is undecided as to whether she wants to watch freaking Barney - I HATE THAT DAMN DINOSAUR, the "Fuckas", Move It Move It (Madagascar) or Robots! It was so relieving that she finally went down for a nap! If she hadn't there was a chance I might have lost it for real! PRAY FOR ME PLEASE!

So as I sat here today I realized its April! When did that happen? It seems like just the other day it was a cold and snowy December day...what? Oh yeah this is Wisconsin it probably was snowing and cold outside, just kidding we had a heat wave it was 56 yesterday! But for real, how did it get to be 1/3 of the way through the year already. More importantly, this means my birthday is coming up! I am going to be twenty-*cough*.....no I can do this...I am going to be twenty-*sneeze*....ok for real though, I am going to be on the 3rd anniversary of my 25th birthday! Time to plan the festivities! Friends, get your pockets right, I might not like the number, but I am always going to celebrate my "anniversary!" I am thinking we need to make this a whole weekend celebration? I will have to give this some thought. Ideas, anyone?

I am about to go wake up the little diva and go get the big diva so that we might be able to make it to the gym. The hubby has football practice tonight, so its just me and the girls! I will try to get another post up tonight. Until then...holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

Exercising. You will probably just break your ankle or twist your knee. You have to be in shape to get into shape - it's a no win situation, like so many others.

~ Jimmy Fallon

Tagged again!

2006-04-05T21:14:00.000-05:00

So yet one of my blog buddies has struck! I have been tagged by ProfessorGQ. Thanks, Waddie! So here it goes!

If...Volume 2
If you were to be the opposite sex for one day, what would you do?
Pee standing up and write my name in the snow!

If you had to name the most difficult thing about being a teenager today, what would you say?
Drama, pressure and high expectations!

If you had to name the most embarrassing moment of your life, when was it?
Well which time? There was the time my freshman year in college, when I was walking, looking damn cute, into the Union for the BSU Ball, and I wiped out on the floor right in front of the door. I could do nothing, but lay there and laugh. The other time was when I, the drinking champion of the world, mixed just a few too many alcohols on one nights, ended up throwing up on my brand new Adidas, and numerous times on my way from UWM to Marquette, including once in front of a bunch of my friends who all happened to play for UWM at the time and once in front of my dorm. My friend walked me upstairs to dorm room, I decided to go to the bathroom, she was kind enough to make sure I made it there, however she didn't live in the dorm so she apparently figured I was safe enough there, so she left my drunk ass to fall asleep on the toilet. Some time later a RA came through to find me sleep in the bathroom, she escorted me back to my room and managed to plop me into my bed fully clothed still wearing my soiled Adidas! That was not a good night!

If you had to name the most overrated actor in Hollywood, who would it be?
Tom Cruise

If you had to name the one personality trait that you have tried the hardest to change in yourself, what would you say?
procrastination

If you could go back for one minute to the Garden of Eden and give Adam advice, what would you say?
Go for the grapes!

If you were to name the best “I told you so” you ever got to deliver, what was it?
I only get to pick one? geez just kidding! After the last Felix Trinidad fight when I got to take the money for the suckers that wagered against the PR wonder and dance around singing SUCKERS!

If you were Madonna, what would you do for your next publicity stunt?
I would tell everyone I was shot nine times and start a feud with another member of G-Unit! Oh Wait, 50 cent's overrated ass already did that! Damn!

If you could have a lifetime 50 percent discount in any single store at your local mall, which store would it be in?
COACH!

If you could have one more pet, what kind would you get, and what would you name it?
I already have a husband and two kids, I need no more pets in my life!

If you could have God perform one miracle today, what would you want it to be?please make all this hard work and exercise pay off!

If you could spend next New Year’s Eve doing anything, what would you do, and with whom?
Just like this past NYE, in my home, not out with the drunks, with some good Cuban food, all of our great friends, even those from out of town, and lots of mojitos for everyone!

If you were to set your country’s immigration policy, what would it be?
All illegal immigrants pay double sales tax....we may as well profit!

If you were given the power to settle the issue of gays in the military, what policy would you set?
I would out the entire Bush administration as idiots! Everyone forget that they ever cared that anyone was gay and we would all be happy, except Bush!

If you could have one person you have lost touch with call you up tonight and invite you to dinner, who would you want it to be?
If I lost touch with you, most likely I don't want to find that touch. My true friends, I just wish they would move closer so we could have dinner more often.

If you could change one thing about your love life, what would it be?
What love life, we have two kids, I would change the fact that ever since the thunderstorm the other night that the little one seems to think that her bed is only for naps.

If you could have prevented one book from ever having been written, which book would it be?
The Thesaurus, if you have a word, stick to it! Don't be all wishy washy and stuff, plus Thesaurus is just a really stupid sounding word, you couldn't have used you handy book to find a different word for that?

If you have to name the best music album ever recorded, which would you select?
I can't pick just one! There are so many! My life still rolls to the sound of "The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill" to this day though!

If you could have one thing made out of pure gold, what would you choose?
My MAC Cosmetics bag!

If God were to whisper one thing in your ear, what would you like Him to say?
Their all idiots, its not just you!

So I am now returning the favor of tagging the following bloggers:
Rodney
Miss A
Kween of Klubs
Chocolate Boricua
Yours Truly
V'Ron
Teddy Bear
TheIdleReceptionist
Shenehneh
YES! It's not a joke...I really have 4 kids...
A mighty pox upon your entire village if you don't adhere to this tag! Just kidding, but it would be nice if you did post your responses and sent me a link to your post.

Oprah reads my blog!

2006-04-05T15:27:00.000-05:00

Ok well, no she doesn't, but that caught your attention didn't it? Seriously, why is everything these days validated by Oprah. I used to like Oprah and actually used to watch the show. She was my idol, I went to college for Broadcast Communications, I saw Oprah, this woman gets paid to talk! I can do that! Seriously, but over the years I have become more and more annoyed with her. I have a guy friend who refers to her as the cult leader! She says a book is great, the whole country goes to buy it. She says this diet works, everyone is trying to hop on it. Seriously, its scary almost makes you wonder if maybe her shoes are looped with subliminal messages. I wonder if that would work for my blog? TELL ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS TO VISIT PHAT TO FABULOUS TODAY! OK, maybe not, it was worth a try though! Seriously, though I was on a site today looking at the news, well kind of the news, Eminem and his hooker, I mean wife, are getting a divorce already, that's news! Duh! Anyway one of those ads popped up in the middle for the best weight loss/diet program in the world. Well it must be the best, it is by OPRAH'S fitness trainer. Doesn't that certify him as the best? Seriously, Bob is now the expert authority on weight loss and fitness, because he once told Oprah how many reps of crunches and push-ups to do. Seriously, I want to be that famous one day, where people are like she wipes her ass with this kind of toilet paper it must be the best!

Back on track!
I am happy to report that as of this morning I am down another 4 lbs, putting me at 24 lbs. lost since the start of my track just before January. I am pleased to have finally bust through the cursed plateau that I felt I was hitting. I suppose the key was just working through it and still continuing to push myself! Onward ho!

So I am about to get out of here!
Today was nuts again, I had another 1/2 day workout/meeting that took up most of my time. I have to get out of here on time today, though because I have my first salsa lesson. Whoo hoo, this should be fun! Holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

Dieting is wishful shrinking!

~Unknown

You don't think I am going to eat that do you?

2006-04-04T23:08:00.000-05:00

So, today's post will be relatively short, since I spent a bit of time, playing along with my blog buddies in a game of tag and its way past my bedtime. I spent my entire day in a meeting, trying to stay awake and I found that meetings at our Corporate Training Center are more dangerous than I previously percieved! First, we already know that they have better tasting food in that cafeteria than in any other building the company has. Plus, when you walk the halls they are throughout the day replenished with snacks and beverages galore! Great just what my hips needed! Boredom, also, does not help matters, as I found myself, after about the 43rd slide on OFCCP Compliance (don't ask, save yourself), dozing off. I could feel my head and eyes getting heavier and heavier and I had to do something quick to bring me back in. All around the room there are these little candy dishes full with jolly ranchers and hershey's kisses. That's fine, they are small dishes, but when you have to eat darn near every candy in the dish to stay awake, you know this is not a good sign!

However, let me reel this in so you can understand the title of today's blog. After lunch...I tried to be good, stuck to the salad bar, mostly...I mentioned to the woman next to me that I had surpassed the sweets. She says, "Oh do you want some of this cookie." Um no, I think to myself, I don't know you like that. She says, "No, here really you can have half, I am not going to eat the whole thing anyways." I say, "No thank y..." and she plops half of a cookie on my plate with her bare freaking hands! WTF! Now I might be a big girl, but I am by no means starving. Even if I were starving what makes you think that I would want a cookie that you just put on my plate with your bare hands, that have been God knows where? Are you freaking crazy? Needless to say that cookie spent the rest of the afternoon in the same spot until I got a chance to throw it away on a break! People are a trip I tell you!

After the meeting...
I made it the gym for a well-deserved workout! YAY! Until next time, holla at your girl!

Today's Quote:

Dieting is the penalty for exceeding the feed limit.

~Unknown

Tag you're it!

2006-04-04T22:16:00.000-05:00

So I have been tagged not once, but twice in a 24 hour period! WTF! I think the Kween and Miss A plotted this whole thing out! I think this is like when you were a kid and you used to say I double dog dar you and the person better not bow down, for fear of being mocked by every kid on the block, in this case on the blog. So I have succumbed to the pressure and conformed and I will post my responses now...

To Miss A who wanted to know the 10 points of my perfect lover, well here ya go!
1. clean - don't come to me if your ass is stankin'
2. intelligent - if you can't spell your own name, don't come knockin' on my door
3. no baby's mama's - for obvious reasons, I am not trying to have to cut a bitch over you
4. no gold teeth - all teeth in said mouth must have been grown by said user, if not installed by said users dentist, not the man in the "Gold on the Road" truck rollin' down Fond du Lac Ave.
5. know who your daddy is - if your mama was a ho there is a good chance you are too, I don't want to sleep with you and learn your medical history at my next visit to the doctor!
6. documentation - I am going to need to see copies of you birth certificate (proving you are of age), your last pay check (you need to have a job) and your last AIDS test (everyone has to play it safe)
7. look at these pictures...have you slept with any of them? yes...well good bye! (can't be dealing with leftovers of my friends)
8. do you spend more time in front of the mirror than I do? you gots to go...can't have my man trying to be prettier than me, that's not cute.
9. do you get the head rest in my car dirty when you sit in the passenger's seat? no you gots to go, no jehri curls up in here for me! I love my car a lot more than I will ever think about liking you!
10. (and most importantly) hey wait...you aren't my husband, who the f...get out of here man you trying to get me in trouble!

To Kween of Klubs who wanted to know my crushes, here you go...
white men
george clooney
joaqin phoenix
justin timberlake

women
strictly dickly 'round these parts, so I don't have any responses to this one for ya'

black men
boris kodjoe
brian white
mekhi pfeifer
omar epps
larenz tate
ludacris
oh yeah...my husband, duh!

latin men
pitbull
don omar
felix trinidad
amaury nolasco
jimmy smits

older men
pierce brosnan
harry belafonte

First Celebrity Crush Ever
cockroach on the Cosby Show

Crushes I'm Embarrased To Admit
joey from Blossom - WHOA!

Now I would return the favor by tagging a few folks out there right away, but I have a little something up my sleeve I will post in a day or to so that I can return the favor to Miss A and the Kween, so that they can't be exempt of my tag! Damn I'm smart!

Who thought this was a good idea?

2006-04-03T22:13:00.000-05:00

So this morning I just couldn't bring myself to get out of the bed. This daylight savings thing kicks my ass every year! Yesterday, I took a nap with Kennedy which turned into a 3 hour long snooze. I thought that just maybe that would help me be good today, not so much. My alarm went off at 5:15 this morning and I hit that snooze button I don't know how many times. By the time I actually dragged my ass out of bed it was 6:35am! I should have been walking out of my house in ten minutes. I didn't really care too much though. The last time I was running really, really late, I called and left my boss a message and got to work and he saw me and was like 'hi!' I asked him if he had gotten my message, he was like oh no not yet, I was just thinking why did I bother! I have come to the same conclusion as Divine Oasis, who said: "i may do a call and no-show OR a no-call and late-show. never a no-call no-show." My employer always knows that if I am not at my desk in the actual office, I will soon be hopping online from wherever I may land that day, and he doesn't seem to mind at all.

What made getting out of the bed this morning that much more difficult? I remembered as I turned on the news this morning to check the weather, that today was opening day for the Brewers. That meant a few things, expect a few folks to call in "sick," don't expect to see any news on the news this morning, and stay away from Miller Park, because that's where all the drunk people will be this morning. There is no need in the world to offer people in Milwaukee, Beertown, U.S.A., a reason to begin drinking at 10am if not earlier! I was hoping there would be one good thing about the day though. Hopefully all of the drunk people that would be at the sold out Brewers-Pirates game would be too hungover by 5pm to come go to the gym! By the way the Brewers won.

I was right!
The drunk people did stay home and/or passed out at Miller Park, in either case, I don't really care, because the gym was not completely and totally packed like it has been the past few Mondays. Plus there was a bonus of the Daylight Savings Time, I was able to walk out of the gym tonight after a good workout, and there was still sunlight! Its a lot harder for people to try to steal you car when it is still light outside. The workout today was good, I got in 20 minutes on the bike, 20 minutes on the treadmill, and 160 crunches. I took off today from my weights since I took the weekend off, I need to ease my body back into the workout. I felt a good rush after hitting the gym today, came home got dinner on and now I am on here. I am thinking I am going to go iron my clothes for the morning in case I have another morning battle with the snooze button. I have an all day meeting tomorrow at our Corporate Training Center and I don't want to be late to that.

Site to Check Out!
While I was at the gym, I took a peak at the March 2006 VIBE magazine, which was delivered to my house some time ago, yet I had yet to have the chance to pop it open. While I have yet to hit the article, "The Way We Wore," which is a look at some of the mess we used to this was fashionable back in the day. Oh the horrors! I happened to come across "Body Rock" an article on actress A.J. Johnson (Inkwell, Baby Boy). I liked watching her on VH1's old show "Flab to Fab." The article was all about her personal fitness training business The AJ Zone. Check out the site, they do have the option for membership starting at $10.95 a month, it looks like it might have some pretty useful information and tips on it.

Until next time peeps! Holla at ya' girl!

Today's Quote:

Thou shalt not weigh more than thy refrigerator.

~Unknown

Did you just step on my fucking Timbs?

2006-03-31T21:22:00.000-06:00

So I recently got my first pair of Timberlands since college. I figured I needed something other than tennis shoes to wear on days when I have on jeans and stuff. They are pretty versatile and pretty comfy, however today I think they took over my body and I turned into someone else! You know I never really understood the black man's willingness to go to blows over a pair of boots. Seriously, you know what I am talking about. Two dudes are in a club one bumps the other and just barely scuffs the toe of the others sacred Timbs and what happens? a) Mr. Scuffed says, "Oh no worries accidents happen, have a splendid evening." b) Mr. Scuffer stops in his tracks and says, "Oh my brother, my bad, sorry about that let me buff that with my foot locker eraser for you." c) Mr. Scuffed gets his panties in a bunch and threatens to shoot up the whole damn spot, because this muthafucka scuffed his damn Timbs! If you live in Milwaukee you know quickly that the correct response is c! So if you answered "c," you are correct! *Ding Ding Ding Ding* Bob tell 'em what they win? Uh yeah nothing, we don't have that kind of budget around here peeps, just give yourself a good old pat on the back! Anyway, I wore my Timbs to work today, it was casual Friday, kind of, well that's questionable, but that's a discussion for another day. So I am on my way to the bathroom at work and this chick comes barreling into the aisle right into me and does what? SHE SCUFFED MY TIMBS! For a moment, I stopped and in my mind I played out the options I had for my reaction to this situation. I figured that running to the parking garage and getting my piece out of the trunk and coming back and shooting everybody up in the place probably wasn't an option. There's a few problems with that, I don't have said piece, I am pretty sure that would get me fired, do you know how long it takes to get to the parking garage, and I don't want to go to prison and become anyone's bitch! So I had hold all the ghetto-ness that was trying to pop up out of my chest and say politely, "Oh don't worry about it, not a problem." In my head I am thinking BITCH YOU SCUFFED MY TIMBS! I have gotten similarly close to this kind of passion about my snake skin stilletos before, but never quite like this. Brothas, I now understand you fury. Keep hope for clean Timbs alive!

One battle at a time...
So I have made it through yet another week of dragging my butt to the gym. 6 days, now I get my 2 days off! I am kind of disappointed in myself, because after all of that work, I ate a few things I really shouldn't have, however most of the week I was really good. I had gone to Sam's Club and stocked up on bottle water and 100-calorie pack snacks to keep at work and stocked up on fruits and veggies for lunches and dinner. Hopefully, my indiscretions won't completely throw me off track. 4 months and 3 days until Caribana!

*singing* Duh duh duh duh dom...good night sweetheart well its time to go...
It is past my bed time. I need to hit the sack and get in the bed. Thing 1 has ballet in the morning and I am sure Thing 2 will keep me very busy. Have a great weekend folks. Holla at your girl!

Today's Quote:

No diet will remove all the fat from your body because the brain is entirely fat. Without a brain, you might look good, but all you could do is run for public office.

~George Bernard Shaw

Now you just wanna mess with me, huh?

2006-03-30T23:22:00.000-06:00

Seriously, today I think there must have been a mass email sent out to people that said, "When 'L' arrives at work, do some annoying shit to piss her off and make her life more difficult." To the author of that email, you have some pretty dedicated pawns, because you plan succeeded. Now I will tell you all that although it sometimes appears that I spend most of my time online reading blogs of friends and strangers, I am very passionate about my job. I actually like my job, I work for a very big company and doing HR and on most days I like dealing with the fire drills that occur on a daily basis. What I can't stand is incompetent people who this that my job is to do their jobs! Ummmm...No! L is not the one! I am the kind of person that usually just does things for herself rather than relying on others, because then I know it will get done. Well, I have been trying to deal with my micromanaging illness and release some of my stress by being better at delegating responsibilities and duties when it allows me to spend time completing other goals. So I decided to do that this week and it back fired, all because some broad...yes I said broad...decided that she wanted to play idiot on my time. Seriously, I need a magic wand so I can walk through the halls somedays and just look at people point my wand and make them disappear! POOF IDIOT BE GONE!

Did you just say Fuckas!
So I am the first to admit I watch a lot of tv, however because of that I try to limit the amount of television that my kids watch, because I do not want them to turn into TiVo addicted feigned like their dear old mommy. On Sunday, mommy was feeling generous and I bought the girls some 'Barbie: Mermadia' movie...I should have known I was going to regret that...when we were at Sam's Club. Now when my girls get a movie they know how to get their monies worth. When they get the chance to watch television they will make sure they watch the hell out of a dvd. So since Sunday, pretty much everytime the girls have gotten to watch tv they want to watch that damned movie. I decided to actually sit down and pay attention to it today and found out that the bad guys in the movie are fungus. Who names a character in a kids movie a fungus? Whatever your perogative! But my 2 year old is very verbal and is very good at repeating things she hears. I am always making sure to watch my potty mouth around her, because her dad will definitely blame it on me if he hears her saying something she shouldn't. Anywho, Kennedy was infatuated with the fungus. And she thought the movie was interactive apparently, so she began yelling at the fungus, saying, "NOOOOOO, FUCKAS!" Yes you read that right, when my child says fungus it sounds like Fuckas...as in Samuel L. Jackson in a movie calling a group of people some "MuthaFuckas!" When I first heard her say this, my mouth dropped open, because I had that quickly forgotten about the fungus and immediately was about to commence to snapping, when I snapped back into reality and remembered the fungus. Then she began to think the fungus was the best thing in the movie. Everyone in the house was a "fuckas!" I right away called the nanny to warn her that fungus was hilarious to Kennedy, but they sound like "fuckas!" Don't have a heart attack if and when you hear this. How do you deal with that? I really hope that she either learns how to pronounce fungus or soon loses her awe with this movie.

5 days and counting...
One more day and I have survived another week. I went to the gym today, late as hell, because the idiots just kept coming all day long! I love Thursday and Fridays, because the gym clears out. Everyone forgets that they were a fat ass on Monday and decides that they don't feel like exercising any more! LOVE IT! I got in got my machine and commenced to working it out! And today there were no spastic shadow boxers next to me, made my workout that much less frightening!

GREAT POST...
Today I was checking out ProfessorGQ's page and I was impressed with his post 8 Reasons Why You're Still Fat. His was informative and insightful and made me think, shouldn't we all know this already? Sometime ago, I came up with 10 things in Milwaukee and in General that have assisted in keeping my a proud member of the Chunky Girl Clique. I think the wise Professor has some real tips we all could be paying attention to! Alright its time for me to be up! Holla at ya' girl!

Today's Quote:
I'm not overweight, I am undertall!
~Unknown

singing We are the champions my friend!

2006-03-30T16:39:00.000-06:00

and we'll keep on fighting til the end! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS, YES WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS OF THE MILWAUKEE BLOGWORLD!

Thanks to all of the fabulous ones that took time to vote for Phat to Fabulous in mkeonline.com's Blog of the Week semifinals. I have remained victorious once more. Damn its good I won, because I suck at losing! I won't be begging for more votes now for at least another oh...8 months or so, when I will be up for Blog of the Year in December! Thanks again for everyone's support.

I need to get out of here and go get the kiddie's, but I will be back on later with a post after I hit the gym. Holla at ya' girl, I'm out!

*singing* I am number 1, 2 is not a winner and 3 nobody remembers yeah, I am number 1...

Don't be lookin' at me like that, dawg!

2006-03-29T22:23:00.000-06:00

So are you ever at the gym and just wonder what people are thinking when they look at you? I know I do, today I was on the treadmill with my mix in and my jam came on, "Chi-Chi Man" by TOK. Here I am singing along silently, "My crew, my dawgs! Set rules, set laws. We represent for di lords of yards, a gal alone a feel up my balls..." Eyes closed rocking my head back and forth hiking away. That's when one eye pops open and I look around wondering, "Who's looking at me?" Most likely no one, but you know that feeling!

I am certain the reason for my personal sense of paranoia comes from the fact that I know what I think when I see other people at the gym. I am always wondering...what in the hell is that lady doing in the plastic suit on the third treadmill upfront? Does that old 60 lb. 90 year old lady have on leggings? Did that smell just come from you? Size 26 neon green capris are not a good look! I know I am going to hell for these thoughts, I have come to accept that. But today...today was a new day for things that I've witnessed at the gym. I got to the gym a little earlier than normal today. I was excited, because for some reason I thought that would mean I would have an easier time at finding a treadmill. WRONG! I dressed and look at one row of the treadmills......FULL, look at the other side and...oh...wait, there's a treadmill open. Its next to a lady who I have seen at the gym before. She always speaks and always looks like she is on a mission. Nothing wrong with that, however today I should have known she was on a special mission when I caught a glimpse of her shadow boxing. Apparently, that was not alarming enough for me, as I just hopped on the treadmill and start to move working it out when I hear, thump...thump...thump...thump! I look over and this chick is booking it on this treadmill, running for her life, if she misses a step at any moment I could see her go flying backwards off of the treadmill. I had to hold everything in me to keep from busting up laughing and landing on my ass my damn self! So I try to look away, I look to the other side of me and there is this young girl who must have also noticed the thumps as well. We are both trying to keep the snickers inside of us. So then she slows down the treadmill. Ok, I think she is going to get off, nope she hops up, grabs her dumbbells that she has in the cup holders, turns around backwards and starts doing squats on the treadmill. WTF! Are you kidding? Ok, well I figure do ya thang! So she then finishes those hops back up and stands sideways on the treadmill, of course facing me, and is kicking one leg up in the air while shuffling to the side. I could go on and on about this workout that continued for sometime, but I will spare you. The only thing I could think was is she really serious? Where did she learn such a workout? What exactly is she training for? Should I be scared? I'm jus' saying, she needs to STOP THAT SHIT!

Who ordered a dose of inspiration?
So I was finishing up my workout on the bikes and I happened to pick up the April 3,2006 issue of People magazine with Princess Di on the cover. So I am paging through nothing new really, they are still probing into Princess Di and Dodi's deaths. Is Nick Lachey dating this girl? Did Angelina and Brad get married? Who's grandma did the Olson twins knock out to get their new clothes? You know the regular stuff. Then I come across an article about one of my favorite singers, Etta James. *singing* At laaaaaaaast, my love has come along, my lonely days are over... The article is about how she is a new woman after losing over 200 lbs. since having gastro-intestinal surgery back in 2001 (I think?) It was a great article, talking about how this was a pivotal point in her life after being ashamed of her 400 lbs. frame for so many years. If you get a chance to pick up this issue, I think it is worth it just for this article. But like LeVar Burton used to say on "Reading Rainbow," but don't just take my word for it!

Anywho, its getting late, my husband is looking at me, like why in the hell is she still on this damn computer. So I am about to hope off of here and get to bed. Holla at ya girl!

Today's Quote:

God must have loved calories because He made so many!

~Unknown

Cheeseburger in Paradise? I'm there!

2006-03-28T14:01:00.000-06:00

Now I thank all of my friends for their support in my battle to lose the bulge, however I think I might need to specify I am trying to lose weight not my life. My friend, Holly, sends me an IM at work to tell me to look at this site, with a message that says, lets do this! Now, Holly has been losing weight for a while now, too. She moved to Texas and is now going running everyday for her exercise, I think that's great! What in the heezy gives her the idea that I of all people can run a marathon? She says we can do the half! I said, "Half of what?!?!?" Now there are a few things we should note, one IT'S A FREAKING MARATHON! This is not the AIDSWalk or the Al's Walk/Run for Children's Hospital. Do you know how long a marathon is? She says, "I'll get the condo/villa." I said, "Who's going to fly my dead corpse back to Wisconsin when I die from overexertion, because my fat ass decided it was a good idea to try to run a marathon?" Now I will fly to Maui and watch her run, I can scream and yell with the best of them at the starting line and then hop on one of those scooters and follow her with water the whole race. I have bad knees on top of it, I am thinking this just isn't a good idea.

Just to humor myself, I take a closer look at the site and see that there are other options other than just the marathon and the half marathon. There is the "Maui Tacos 5K" I am pretty sure I remember from school that that's a little more than a 3.5 mi run. We're getting better, but yeah no still not happening! However, it does have me wondering when you are done do you get tacos? That might be some incentive. Could I substitute the tacos for a burrito or a quesadilla? Hmm, there's a thought.

Now in perusing the site more, I think I really found the run for me. The "Front Street Mile"!! The name indicates that it is something I should be able to handle only 1 mi and most importantly the description of the route says, "The starting line is opposite 'Cheeseburger in Paradise.'" My kind of race! Holly I will meet you at the burger stand, it is on!

12-week Sexy Body Challenge
So with my recent health kick I have found a few of my friends trying to get on the good foot as well. We have all realized that we are getting too comfortable and its time for a change. My friend/sister, Amaya, has told me that this summer before we head to Caribana, she is dedicating herself to a self proclaimed 12-Week Sexy Body Challenge! She has put together a plan that will include a balance of cardio, weight training, power workouts with a trainer and a calculated food plan! Work it out, girl!

*whining* I want to get Fueled Up, too!
So in talking to Amaya about her 12-week challenge, she tells me to look at this site. Its a company in the DC area that offers premade meals for people that are all based off on nutritional standards, making sure you are eating all the right foods each day to assist you in achieving a healthy lifestyle. They provide you with breakfast, lunch and dinner for 5 days week, plus snacks. How come I live in Milwaukee? We don't have anything like this here! If we do, I don't know about it. There is Dinner by Design, which I have considered doing to make dinnertime at my house easier each night, but nothing that has the specific goal of being nutritional and healthy to assist you in losing weight and staying in shape. I really need to convince my husband to move out there. I miss DC!

Don't let me off of this treadmill until I am skinny!
Terri who once requested that I tell everyone that she is a fat ass, calls me the other day in a rather eager voice and yells, "Its on!" Uh ok, but what? She says, "I am going to my mama's house and hopping on the treadmill and I am not getting off until I am skinny! By the time we get to T.O. I will be so hot you won't know what to do with me!" Well, little does she know, there are some days we don't know what to do with her now, but I am happy to see her enthusiasm. Especially, since she was one of the first ones to yell out a loud and convincing "OH HELL-TO-DA-NAW!" When I suggested playing mas! Yay! They will all come around! She was annoyed after one of those horrific shopping trips where you try to find that perfect pair of jeans to no avail! We've all been there, hopping around in the dressing room like the girl on the verizon commercial, talking about, "What you gone do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk..."

A side note...
In case you haven't notice I have decided to do away with my substitute cursing. I cuss to damn much and I really just didn't feel like doing it anymore. It's my blog and I can do what I want to. If you don't like it, you can kiss me where the sun don't shine.

Don't forget!
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Today's Quote (Thanks Amy!):

After starting a new diet I altered my drive to work to avoid passing my favorite bakery. I accidentally drove by the bakery this morning and as I approached, there in the window were a host of goodies. I felt this was no accident, so I prayed ... "Lord, it's up to you, if you want me to have any of those delicious goodies, create a parking place for me directly in front of the bakery." And sure enough, on the eighth time around the block, there it was! God is so Good!

~Maxine

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*singing* Happy Birthday to meeeeeee!

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Who thought this was a good idea?

Did you just step on my fucking Timbs?

Now you just wanna mess with me, huh?

singing Happy Birthday to meeeeeee!

singing I just don't know what to do with myself!

singing We are the champions my friend!