Wishing all my blogfam a happy, safe, and prosperous New Year!
Be Blessed!
~The Addict
Monday, December 31, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Holiday Hiatus
What up folk? As the holidays approach, I'm taking some much needed vaca to kick it with the fam. It's going to be 5 days of eating, sleeping, hugs, gifts and more. From there, I'll be heading to FL on business, not forgetting to add a little pleasure in between. I plan to enjoy every minute of it.
That being said, I bid everyone a safe, happy, and blessed holiday to you and yours!
That being said, I bid everyone a safe, happy, and blessed holiday to you and yours!
Friday, December 21, 2007
Practically Perfect...
Just today, while running on the treadmill, I realized that I am a perfectionist (of sorts). There are some things in my life that will never be perfect, and I'm OK with that. But there are others that I expect to be perfect. In fact, I work to make them perfect. But when my perfection suffers a blow...hold the phone. I find that I beat myself up. And I dwell on things longer than I should. Which affects my mood. And like a dark cloud, this "funk" settles over me and I have a hard time removing myself from that state. I don't like that about myself...at all.
More to come on this topic...feel free to comment at your leisure.
More to come on this topic...feel free to comment at your leisure.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
So I'm Addicted
It's not just a name. Some things are "must haves" in my world. Albeit, not everyday, but every chance I get, I take a hit.
So here is it...the first among many lists, I'm sure. Just a few of the addicts addictions.
*SHOES- the number one addiction of all time. It's officially the crack in my life. Stilettos. Boots. Slingbacks. Peep-toes. Flats. I love them all. Nothing makes me happier than shopping for shoes. (Well, maybe the big "O", but that's another post.)
*Accessories- you know that line "she get it from her mama"? That's me, all day. My mother, the head Diva, gets the award for this one. Jewelry, purses, hats, scarves...you name it. I love it all.
*MAC- I think this one speaks for itself. A trip to the MAC counter can run me anywhere from $50-200. Easy. Shouts to all my fellow MAC addicts out there.
*Martinis- because I'm just that Diva. Nothing screams classy, trendy, sexy, and seasoned like a Martini. An apple martini to be specific. That's my fav, but I don't discriminate :) I'm an equal opportunity martini drinker.
*Sex and the City- OK, I was Carrie Bradshaw in my former life. I would do bodily harm for her wardrobe. I love the show's tribute to fashion, friendship and free thought. *Currently working on getting all 6 seasons on DVD. All contributions welcome.*
*The beach-my heart place. The sun, the sand, the ocean. Nothing beats falling asleep to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. So carefree...so me. It's where I plan to retire.
*Barnes and Noble-I love to read. I've lost whole days in this store. I really have to plan my visits there. If I get here, you might have to put out an APB on my behalf. To quote my aunt, "Barnes and Nobles isn't just a bookstore, it's an experience."
*Mob movies- I'm so addicted to organized crime, it should be a crime. It appeals to my nature for some reason. It's the combo of power and respect...so sexy. Love all mob movies/shows: The Sopranos, Casino, Donnie Brasco, Goodfellas, Scarface, The Godfather, A Bronx Tale, Road to Perdition, Reservoir Dogs...yes and yes.
*Bojangles, Sonic and Chick-Fil-A-I'm not a big fast food junkie, but these are my "big 3." Especially now that I live in the north and can't get them as regularly...it's a must when I cross the Mason Dixon.
*Working out- Clearly. My major in college was Exercise and Sports Science, with a minor in Biology. I'm a Senior Health and Fitness Specialist for a major sports programming network. I coordinate the group fitness program-which means I design classes, the schedule, hire (and fire) instructors, and kick ass when teaching-, manage interns, and write exercise programs for employees. My work day sometimes consists of going to other fitness centers and working out, or educating our population about making healthy lifestyle choices. I'm certified in Kickboxing, Pilates, Ball, and aerobic training. Basically, I get paid to sweat.
More to come. Until then, put that in your pipe and smoke it.
So here is it...the first among many lists, I'm sure. Just a few of the addicts addictions.
*SHOES- the number one addiction of all time. It's officially the crack in my life. Stilettos. Boots. Slingbacks. Peep-toes. Flats. I love them all. Nothing makes me happier than shopping for shoes. (Well, maybe the big "O", but that's another post.)
*Accessories- you know that line "she get it from her mama"? That's me, all day. My mother, the head Diva, gets the award for this one. Jewelry, purses, hats, scarves...you name it. I love it all.
*MAC- I think this one speaks for itself. A trip to the MAC counter can run me anywhere from $50-200. Easy. Shouts to all my fellow MAC addicts out there.
*Martinis- because I'm just that Diva. Nothing screams classy, trendy, sexy, and seasoned like a Martini. An apple martini to be specific. That's my fav, but I don't discriminate :) I'm an equal opportunity martini drinker.
*Sex and the City- OK, I was Carrie Bradshaw in my former life. I would do bodily harm for her wardrobe. I love the show's tribute to fashion, friendship and free thought. *Currently working on getting all 6 seasons on DVD. All contributions welcome.*
*The beach-my heart place. The sun, the sand, the ocean. Nothing beats falling asleep to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. So carefree...so me. It's where I plan to retire.
*Barnes and Noble-I love to read. I've lost whole days in this store. I really have to plan my visits there. If I get here, you might have to put out an APB on my behalf. To quote my aunt, "Barnes and Nobles isn't just a bookstore, it's an experience."
*Mob movies- I'm so addicted to organized crime, it should be a crime. It appeals to my nature for some reason. It's the combo of power and respect...so sexy. Love all mob movies/shows: The Sopranos, Casino, Donnie Brasco, Goodfellas, Scarface, The Godfather, A Bronx Tale, Road to Perdition, Reservoir Dogs...yes and yes.
*Bojangles, Sonic and Chick-Fil-A-I'm not a big fast food junkie, but these are my "big 3." Especially now that I live in the north and can't get them as regularly...it's a must when I cross the Mason Dixon.
*Working out- Clearly. My major in college was Exercise and Sports Science, with a minor in Biology. I'm a Senior Health and Fitness Specialist for a major sports programming network. I coordinate the group fitness program-which means I design classes, the schedule, hire (and fire) instructors, and kick ass when teaching-, manage interns, and write exercise programs for employees. My work day sometimes consists of going to other fitness centers and working out, or educating our population about making healthy lifestyle choices. I'm certified in Kickboxing, Pilates, Ball, and aerobic training. Basically, I get paid to sweat.
More to come. Until then, put that in your pipe and smoke it.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Divine Intervention Pt.2
Ya'll don't mind if I testify do ya?
Ok...now I know the Creater works in mysterious ways, yet, I'm still amazed when I see it unfold.
15 days ago, I posted Divine Intervention (the post below this one). In it, I mentioned how this concept is not truly understood, but can sometimes lead to some awesome things. You just never know.
I have been working dilligently at my job for just under 2 years. I moved to the north from the south, which put a serious dent in my savings account. It costs a mint to live up here, so every now and then, a sista was strugglin'. I was looking to advance not only for the opportunities...but a little mo' do. Nothing wrong with having one semi-fat pocket.
I had been praying for months for the Creater to bless me with what I needed to make moves in the right direction-up. I was frustrated. I was emotional. I cried. And yet, I prayed and waited.
Yesterday, my boss took me aside and told me that my promotion request had been approved! I was so happy, I could have cut a step; but I was offsite for some training, and needed to maintain my professional composure. You better believe I was having a party on the inside.
It's been a long time coming, and nothing was better than to hear those words flow from his lips.
How's that for divine intervention?
"But they that wait upon the Lord..."
Ok...now I know the Creater works in mysterious ways, yet, I'm still amazed when I see it unfold.
15 days ago, I posted Divine Intervention (the post below this one). In it, I mentioned how this concept is not truly understood, but can sometimes lead to some awesome things. You just never know.
I have been working dilligently at my job for just under 2 years. I moved to the north from the south, which put a serious dent in my savings account. It costs a mint to live up here, so every now and then, a sista was strugglin'. I was looking to advance not only for the opportunities...but a little mo' do. Nothing wrong with having one semi-fat pocket.
I had been praying for months for the Creater to bless me with what I needed to make moves in the right direction-up. I was frustrated. I was emotional. I cried. And yet, I prayed and waited.
Yesterday, my boss took me aside and told me that my promotion request had been approved! I was so happy, I could have cut a step; but I was offsite for some training, and needed to maintain my professional composure. You better believe I was having a party on the inside.
It's been a long time coming, and nothing was better than to hear those words flow from his lips.
How's that for divine intervention?
"But they that wait upon the Lord..."
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Divine Intervention?
Peace everyone.
Divine intervention is an amazing thing. People don't really understand it, present company included.
This morning, the SO and I were on our way to see the Man upstairs. We were walking to the truck looking clean! I was doing it big in a nice sweater and skirt with knee boots, and he was holding it down in a pinstripe suit, suspenders (I'm a sucker for a man in suspenders), and the Aldos to tie it all together. My phone vibrates letting me know I have a new voicemail. I check my messages to find out that I been called into work for a few hours. No big deal; except that I had to be in at 12:30. Smack dead in the middle of when I would be getting my hallelujah-thank you Jesus on. I was disappointed; I enjoy attending Sunday services. My schedule during the week is crazy, and I'm unable to attend services during the week. I'm also traveling a little more for work which takes away from regular attendance sometimes. On the bright side, I got to hold onto the money I was going to give away in church...divine intervention? Hey, it got me breakfast this morning, and I had some change left over. I'm not complaining.
What troubled me most is that one of my coworkers was irresponsible and just didn't come to work. So instead of one person working, 3 people have to come in over the course of an 8 hour day to make up for his absence. Everyone who came in had other things going on, and had to make schedule adjustments. And, to top it all off, he's a brother. There are only 2 of us that represent our side of the demographic here. He's not making it easy to dispel some of the stereotypes that our friends on the other side already have about us. I understand that he just got out of college, and he still might want to party like a rock star. That's fine; hell, I like to get my rock star on too. But not at the expense of my job. At what point do you grow up and take responsibility for your actions? I see some divine intervention in his future...perhaps not the kind he may want, but the kind he may need. Sometimes, life lessons come harder than we would like. He now faces the option of being reprimanded and not considered for future opportunities to advance. On the other hand, because of the leadership, flexibility, and manner in which myself and my coworker approached this situation, we are being looked at with more maturity, as strong leaders, and implementers in the game. That's very important when being looked at for promotions and other growth opportunities. Could be some good things in my future as a result this small inccident.
Thank the Creator for small favors...
Divine intervention is an amazing thing. People don't really understand it, present company included.
This morning, the SO and I were on our way to see the Man upstairs. We were walking to the truck looking clean! I was doing it big in a nice sweater and skirt with knee boots, and he was holding it down in a pinstripe suit, suspenders (I'm a sucker for a man in suspenders), and the Aldos to tie it all together. My phone vibrates letting me know I have a new voicemail. I check my messages to find out that I been called into work for a few hours. No big deal; except that I had to be in at 12:30. Smack dead in the middle of when I would be getting my hallelujah-thank you Jesus on. I was disappointed; I enjoy attending Sunday services. My schedule during the week is crazy, and I'm unable to attend services during the week. I'm also traveling a little more for work which takes away from regular attendance sometimes. On the bright side, I got to hold onto the money I was going to give away in church...divine intervention? Hey, it got me breakfast this morning, and I had some change left over. I'm not complaining.
What troubled me most is that one of my coworkers was irresponsible and just didn't come to work. So instead of one person working, 3 people have to come in over the course of an 8 hour day to make up for his absence. Everyone who came in had other things going on, and had to make schedule adjustments. And, to top it all off, he's a brother. There are only 2 of us that represent our side of the demographic here. He's not making it easy to dispel some of the stereotypes that our friends on the other side already have about us. I understand that he just got out of college, and he still might want to party like a rock star. That's fine; hell, I like to get my rock star on too. But not at the expense of my job. At what point do you grow up and take responsibility for your actions? I see some divine intervention in his future...perhaps not the kind he may want, but the kind he may need. Sometimes, life lessons come harder than we would like. He now faces the option of being reprimanded and not considered for future opportunities to advance. On the other hand, because of the leadership, flexibility, and manner in which myself and my coworker approached this situation, we are being looked at with more maturity, as strong leaders, and implementers in the game. That's very important when being looked at for promotions and other growth opportunities. Could be some good things in my future as a result this small inccident.
Thank the Creator for small favors...
Friday, November 16, 2007
A Little Something...
Sometimes, the best moments spent with your SO are not out in public, all dressed up, smelling good. Often they are spent at home; very informal. I'm talking wife beater/sweat pants/doo-rag type ish. No TV, no phone...just good conversation with each other. Its these moments, when your guard may completely be let down, and you find comfort in just being ...
Just a little data for yo' scatta plot.
Making love to the mind...intellectual stimulation.
Yeah, I'm addicted.
Just a little data for yo' scatta plot.
Making love to the mind...intellectual stimulation.
Yeah, I'm addicted.
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