Really?!

There is so much going through my head and so few words are organizing themselves in a manor so that I can spill the beans. Here lately, I have been hearing so many dating horror stories. So much that I just want to run and hide. I'm wondering is this what I have to expect when/if I get out into the dating scene. Maybe I'm in the wrong city. It just seems as if no one has shit to offer anymore. And if they do, there is no compatibility what so ever. It's just flat out awful. Everyone has bags and bags of bullshit and drama. So what am I suppose to do with that? I'm sorry, I just can't be anyone's personal pooper scooper.


The first story I heard was about "Peeping Tom". The thoughts of having someone watching me through my bedroom window is just repulsive. How can you be able to openly/freely date when you have one of your prospects stalking you already? LMAO!!! True story guys! Then there's "Trucker". "Trucker" arranges a date at his house to only be disgustingly un-prepared or maybe even suspect to be living with his momma or maybe he had a wife and kids. Why can't you go in the house? So the date takes place in his truck? o_O Thheeennnn, the other victims in the other story never even made it on a date, lol! We'll call him "The Sexter". Apparently the only thing that he was able to discuss and speak freely about was how awesome he was in the bedroom. I'm assuming that this was what he considered to be his preparation for their first date since they had been dating through text messages and whatnot. *pause*  SO... there was this guy that approached me at the store the other day, and he asked the usual, "can I call you some time", proceeded to tell me how beautiful I was. It was sweet.... BUT, in the mist of chit-chatting (no further than this store)... he goes on to tell me he just had a baby (o_O) and he's on his break (O_O) he got this little job at Texas Steakhouse so he can be on his grown man ish (x_x) <~ this is where I just died. And to top things off, he was 6 years younger than me. I'm sorry but I haven't hit my Cougar phase yet. However, he did tell me that I don't look my age. He guessed 20. I don't know if that was a compliment or an insult lol! Jesus!! You're killing me here! LOL! And with much infatuation comes persistance. This is the part where he proceeds to encourage the exchanging of the numbers, "it doesn't have to be anything like that, we can just be friends and talk about our situations" No!! We can't. The last thing you should never do when approaching someone who just told you they just recently got out of a relationship, is to encourage conversation about their ex. My response: I don't want to talk about it. Him: Really?! LOL! (X_X) <~~ OVERKILL!!

My patience has very low tolerance for ignorance and just flat out foolishness, lol. I have been told over a million times in my life span how evil I am, but I don't think it's evil-ness, lol. I'm just allergic to bullshit, so I stay away from it. I mean, at least he had a job....lol! I'm really not in the mood for people right now. That's a good way to put it. On top of the fact, even if I was out here in the dating scene, I would have too many introductions to make (my babies) and I definitely don't need those stingent aromatic fumes around them, lol! So, NO!! You definitely can't meet my kids. UUgggh!! No we can't watch TV at the crib. No we can not waddle in our depression stages of breakups together. You live with who?!... They did what?!... You need me to take you where?!.... No! I'll pass... forever! lol

Until next time bloggers... make your first impression your best impression

Up 4 Discussion Presents...

Dismemberment: Piecing Myself Together

Please be sure to stop by my home away from home and check out my new post on Up 4 Discussion.

In this particular post, I walk you through my Daddy/Daughter relationship and the effects that I believe it had on me growing up until now. It's a very personal peice and who, but the best, get's to get a whiff of it first?!! You guys!!

I hope you enjoy and don't be afraid to leave your comments, questions and concerns.

Until next time bloggers...

Reflection Time: When Grind Mode Sets In Update

I know that I'm not the one with the soap opera life, but I do know that, apparently, there is something interesting about me in order for you to keep revisiting. LOL!! And I love it!! So it's only fair to give you an update of what is going on with me, since I'm suffering from writer's block at the moment.



I did a post at the beginning of the year, When Grind Mode Sets In, where I go over my blueprint for 2012. I have to admit, I am very proud of myself, although, a few of those things were replaced with some new ventures. Some may become a little disappointed in themselves when their orginal mind set, didn't turn out as planned. Well not me. I vowed to prosper within a new attitude and mindframe towards life, and that's exactly what I am doing. I'm claiming my destiny. So let's reflect on me and then we can reflect on you. And we'll begin with this quote that I found in my spam, this morning. Talk about the irony...

"Using the power of decision gives you the capacity to get past any excuse to change any and every part of your life in an instant."  ~ Tony Robbins

Aaaahhhh, how refreshing is that? People tend to focus on how much they couldn't get done in a day, month or even a year's time. Everyone is so impatient that no one takes the time to focus on how much they actually did get done as opposed to what may have seemed like failure. I'm an inch away from certification and I'm getting my mind set on registration, this summer, for the start of the fall school year in hopes to major in English and take up some Psych classes on the side. That's so that my self-appointed Psyche degree can become official, lol. I've X'd out the other deals, but no harm done. It's just not the right timing. That's the "power of decision". I'm falling into new decisions to be made which are leading me into new, future developments. I began house hunting and found out yesterday, that I am just a few milestones away from my destination. How blessed am I!!! God is awesome!! My writing for this blog is coming to life. Not only am I learning myself in this process, which could possibly be boring; but I'm coming into contact with great people, which is the fun part. People are vibing off of my lessons just as I am vibing off of their's. I swear... umm umph... the power of words. My bills are paid, and on time!! And it seems like the gas prices have dropped just a tinge LOL!! Just saying. Where there is faith, I see my prosperity in even the smallest of things.

Now, let's be realistic here. My life is not grand. I could write on any sheet of paper or type on any screen (easy) things that which I have done and prevailed in. But please believe, bitter never fails to trail along side of the sweet. How you swallow it is what takes the cake. I can own up to my flaws. Should I (or you) be ashamed of flaws? Hell no!! Works in progress, we all are!! And you keep it moving. I have become addicted to future planning. Something that I have never done in all of my life. It could be a good thing, but it also wears on your stress level. I stress over the things I would like to have for my children as opposed to myself. My reasons for owning a house is not to gain status, but something for my children to call their own and to feel comfortable in. I feel horrible for having to limit them to certain things that are beneficial to their growth and childhood because mommy had to downsize. If you think stress will exhaust you, try hiding it. I'm not exhausted from being stressed, I'm exhausted from trying to "seem" like everything is ok. In which it is (sounds contradictory, doesn't it?), but my mind will always linger to how much better it could be. So, I'm mentally exhausted. That's only human. I'm exhausted from being secretly exhausted, lol. I work and in the process of me working, I'm doing outside work dealing with those life plans and in the process of me working on those plans, my emotions fluctuate. Now I'm overwhelmed with excitement of what I know that I can/on my way to accomplishing verses the lost of confidence because the road seems so long and it's just me. I go home and I don't have enough energy to spare for my babies; continuously adding things here and disintegrating things there in my mind in hopes that, by this time next year, I can waddle in the comfortability that I strive to sustain (just a little, because "grind mode" will always be sot on GO) And, also, to restore enough energy to, at least, sit on OUR porch while I watch them play in OUR yard. *snap* Then I'm back.  



Overall, I'm happy with the process. Baby steps. And when it gets to the point where life gets to be too much and you don't realize what you have complete, just sit back and think about what you have been doing to get there. I thought about this. I have to do this to get this, and I need this so that I can get that. I'm on my third "this" in that lineup (lol) and I think it's safe to say that I'm feeling myself right now. If you set your sights on the prize and not the hurdles that you have to jump to get to it, then the run there will seem like a walk in the park. On that note, there is still much work to be done.

Last but not least, this is my go-to sanctuary and even if the stats showed 0 on a daily basis, I still have the option to write, and that helps. But it's 20 times better to know that my reader's exist, even if you guys are shy ;)

Until next time bloggers....

As The Blog Turns

A few days ago, I was reading one of my favorite blogs SnarkySnatch. This particular post, Funny thing happened on the way to my vagina someone visited my snatch, she explains to her audience about her meeting this awesome guy and how she felt the need to either keep her blog discreet as possible or to either let it go. Tough, tough decisions!! The audience responded with wonderful feedback suggesting that she follow her heart and proceed with her new found love or to be up front about who she is and the awesome image she maintains, and that he would just have to except it. Although things didn't quite work in the order that she intended, if you continue to read the posts thereafter, you will see that she still got the best of both worlds. *sigh* What a dream come true. Now on with this soap opera...




It is wonderful to meet new people that have the same interest as you do, or better yet, share the same language. But that doesn't call for marriage, lol! Honestly, I never would have understood the seriousness behind the art form of writing or poetry (even though I have been writing for years) if I never would have began blogging. I always viewed it as one of those weird habits that I contained. Something will come to mind and then I would go write it down on a peice of paper. I guess it had to be some good shit, being as though, I still have those peices of paper. I had no friends that shared the same interest, no family that shared the talent... just me. But never the less, once I shared my work, they enjoyed it. Stepping into this world with high hopes of gathering my thoughts so that I could, one day, write a book (every bloggers dream, lol), I quickly found out that, words are more powerful than a weapon made of steel and the gain of an audience is like luxury. Totally different ballgame. Be careful and mindful of the things that you say and write about, while writing about the shit your audience really wants to hear. Really?! Is that even possible? So I write about what and who I know best, myself. And when reading most blogs, that usually turns out to be the headliner... yourself. While in the meantime, we find that there are really some interesting people out here (in a good way) whether we know them personally, or not.

My reasons for rambling? Encouraging words can become not so encouraging when people fault you for speaking a language that they do not understand. Instead of reading and focusing on the concept or the creativity put into the art, they are moreso focused on the "is it me" factor. It kind of make you second guess your reason's for jumping in the business in the first place (or including them, at all) when all you wanted to do was write and relate. Once your business prospers, your words mean something and people begin to look to you for that assurance. Let's go see what SSC is chatting about today, or Up4Dsn, SnarkySnatch, or  Kenny'sPUA Kiss & Tale Adventures. No matter what they are talking about, they serve a purpose. That purpose may have begun with ourselves in mind, but it ends with the fact that you now have a shit load of people following you and concerned with your well-being or whatever subject matter that your blog references . Ha Ha!! So I guess it's safe to say, I'm kind of a big deal, slightly famous.. you know? Slightly! We all are.



As my journey pushes forward, I'm finding out that anything that has the ability to seemingly pull you out of your original conformity, is always going to be a threat to the people surrounding you (ie: fam and friends) in real life, as opposed to your virtual surroundings. I'm still me. I haven't changed but I do have a new subject to talk about when conversing with friends and fam. Bloggers are able to feed off of each other's energies and ideas. Relate. Whereas, your writing format or words usually never make a difference to the people outside of that circle. And that's okay, until the separation turns into division and we are, then, left under the assumption that we have to choose. Which brings me back to SnarkySnatch, I'm beginning to understand the confusion. And even if you have no idea who I am or who I reference within anything that I write about, how long ago it happened or even if it was just yesterday, how good it is or how much it sucks... things are not so entertaining on this end of the computer screen. Explanations aren't necessary when everyone reads and processes information differently. I guess it comes with the job, but I continuously return to the thing I feel so passionately about because I love what I do and there are actually other people that love it too. I thought I was working for free, but it makes sense now; everything comes with a price.

Until next time bloggers... don't read a book, Read Me!!

I Have No Panties On

Ladies, I know that there comes a time when we get ourselves into little predicaments (clothing) that we can't get out of or have to stick less of ourselves (under garments) in. It is up to us ladies to understand our bodies, the shapes that which we were given, and how to maintain a stellar appearance from inside to out. Fellas, if floppy booties or stanky cooties float your boat... that's fabulous. But let's just try to save that for behind the scenes. Every woman should present themselves in an elegant manor rather than looking, OR SMELLING, disgusting.

Rule #1

Before you walk out the door in your catsuit, mini dress/skirt, bathing suit or even a simple maxi dress... try to take a quick snap shot of your ass OR if you can't reach back that far or your mirror is not placed in a good place in order for you to get a good look at the rearview, have someone else to do it. Yes!! I am serious. And even though I have a small frame, I still perform the ass check. It's mandatory. If your cellulitis is bulging through your tights, that is considered a wardrobe malfunction and you may need to rethink this whole ensemble. It's really unpleasant to draw a crowd's attention due to the fact that your ass won't stay in one place. Yes, honey, everyone is staring at you, and it's not because your outfit is cute or because you think, "they're just hating".

Rule #2

There are specially made undergarments for different shapes, sizes, and, believe it or not, to hold things in the proper place . There are girdles, body magic, boy shorts, thongs, seamless panties, bikini style, classic (granny panties), etc. Pay attention to your under garment wardrobe ladies, they give you choices for a reason. Make sure you are purchasing the right sizes. You do not want to walk around with a bulging booty. That means your underwear are too small and it can possibly even seem like you have a wedgie, eewwwwww, or even a rack of cleavage coming from your ass. Same thing goes for thongs, the thong line is not cute either. If it makes it seem like you have 2 sets of hips or that your ass cheeks could possibly fall off with the next step... yes ma'am! too small.

Rule #3

Please be aware of your hygeine. This should have been rule #1, but the truth of the matter is that your body shape has partial to do with your body odor as well. So, we're in the right spot. Pussy odor travels faster than a fart and is a scent that is very easy to trace. It's not good to be dancing in the club and before you know it, your pussy just smacked the shit out of everybody that was on the dancefloor behind you. We, women, have been accomodated with "coochie" wipes, "coochie" perfumes, "coochie" flush (douche)... USE THEM!! Purchasing these items does not mean that you have hygeine issues. It means that you like your pussy clean, and what's wrong with that? The pussy has it's own lineup of products that helps to keep her in line and to maintain her awesomeness. If those things don't work, you may need to go to the clinic a more extensive route.

Rule #4

Everyone does not have to know that you do not have on undies. Stand up straight, back arched, and legs closed. It's ok not to sit down because your dress is too short. This means wear a shoe that is more comfortable for long standing periods. If you do sit down, please keep your legs closed. Wear tampons or panty liners accordingly. I would not suggest wearing the shortest dress in your closet when you know that your blood cells are flowing from your hidden valley like a free-for-all war. You also, might want to keep dancing to a minimum. It's okay to just stand there and look cute. Just because the song says to lift your leg like you peeing on a fire hydrant, doesn't mean that you have to do it. This is not "Simon Says", no one is winning a prize here. AND OMG!!! if you are one of those women who has the pube hairs that have routine meetings down the inside of your thighs, just shave it off!!

Which brings me to my next rule....

Rule #5

Even though it should be a secret that you decided to go "Commando" this evening... Ladies!! Please shave!!! I know, I know, no one is going to be down there. At least, not where you are going, or maybe they are... whatever. I just want to clarify that I'm here to tell you that hair harbors odors, sweat and crabs. Imagine how many pussies rubbed against that chair before you sat your ass in it? Not only that, but, I think it would be a bad look for you to be rocking the type of spandex that are kind of thin and then once you get in the light, you're exposed... Yea!! those kind. (and for the record, tights are not the same thing as leggings) You don't want to look like you have a porcupine on your crotch area. Include swimwear here, as well. And let's not forget to think about safety, too, because we definitely don't need any of our hair, from the most sensitive portion of our bodies, getting caught in zippers. Damn!! That's bad for business.

Alrite ladies, I think that's enough ass and pussy schooling for one day. Now that we got our girls chopped up and "aromatherapeutic-like" (another one of my many vocabs, lol), we're ready to start our day!! Or at least we know how to prepare oursleves better, for tonight.

Until next time bloggers...

Up4Discussion Presents....

MEEEE!!!! Hey my blogger fam and friends!!!

It is always an honor when there is someone that recognizes talent that you never thought you had. I would like to thank J, from Up4Discussion, for the opportunity to allow me to express my crazy thoughts and emotions on his totally awesome weblog. I would also like to extend my appreciation for his mentoring me through my whole blogging experience. Yes!! You guys, he was my first!! *blushing*

Thank you J, for de-virginizing (lol) me and helping me to understand and enjoy this journey. And I pray for nothing but success for you and your endeavors. You truly have a heart of greatness.

OK, ok, ok people! Grab you a peice of tissue and wipe your tears and noses ;) LMAO!

I wrote a post called Was It Worth It?, where I basically give you a menu of items to be purchased in order for a woman to achieve a fantasy or TV look. I also compare the confidence that which she already has, to the confidence that she is trying to achieve while in the meantime, she's wondering, Was It Worth It? I hope everyone enjoys. And while you're enjoying me, be sure to check out the rest of J's site. You're  sure to be in for a treat. Just click any one of these links that I have plastered all over, or you can click the one below. LOL! Forgive me guys, I just figured out how to add a link. smh, so blonde... anywho, on with the show!!


Was It Worth It?

Until next time bloggers....

Poly Amor Me Good

I am a very open-minded person. I mean... my mind is so open, almost anything could get in there and hang out for a spell. I said ALMOST, anything LOL!!! I know this post is going to probably send a few of my readers into regurgitation. But I'm going to be as open and as honest with you as I possibly can. Today, we are going to discuss Polyamory. Whoop! Whoop! Throw your hands up!! LMAO!! OMG!!! OK, straight face o_o Now, let's get to it.

For those of you squares that are out of the loop of things, Polyamory "is the practice, desire, or acceptance of having more than one intimate relationship at a time with the knowledge and consent of everyone involved. Poly meaning "many" and Amor meaning "love". (courtesy of Wikipedia) To describe that in terms that everyone would better understand, let's just say, in this scenario, cheating doesn't exist and 1 or both people in a relationship would be free to date others or the same person(s). But I don't want to talk about that scenario of Polyamory, I want to talk about a "triad relationship": three people romantically involved, commonly inititated by an established couple jointly dating a third person (once again, Wikipedia, lol) Take notes class, there may be a pop quiz at the end. Let me clarify that I do not support Polygyny (man with multiple wives) nor do I support Polyandry (woman with multiple husbands). Call me a hypocrit BUT, I feel that marriage is a sacred union between 2 partners and 2 partners, only. I understand that the Polygamist that which are centered around these compounds give other practicing (sane) polygamist a bad name, however we will be viewing things on a much happier note... let's say for instance... if everyone could just free-ball it. LOL!! No papers, pre-nups, or engagements.

Moving right along, this would be the life!! Just picture it, me... my man... and our girlfriend LMAO!! Call me crazy, but it could possibly work. I've had my share of threesomes women, and what better way to live out your life than to live it with the best of both worlds. Everybody wins. Tell me what man would not enjoy waking up to 2 gorgeous women every morning and what bi-sexual woman wouldn't absolutely love having cheese eggs, turkey bacon, and grits ass, titties, and dick for breakfast every morning. Hot damn! That's a full course meal. Stay aboard dear readers. We could incorporate the "what if's" and all of the downfalls to it, but let's just enjoy this moment while it last. There is never enough distance between a dream and a dreamsnatcher.

Imagine the type of things that can be done in the bedroom. The vibrant colors that it would add to the new taupe bed linens and the beige floors. 2 heads will always be better than one during these rentovations. Ladies, picture multiple tongues on your pussy just to get you in the mood. Or maybe even one at each end of your slit; that is, the front and the back.. wink.. wink ;). 4 hands roaming your body at once. You don't have to be the one to squeeze your own nipples or play with your own clit, it's already being done. Where one lacks, the other make up and where both are awesome, then you are just fucking EPIC all over. Talk about a climax! Fellas, picture 2 women sharing your popsicle. If you are one of those types that enjoy riding your woman's face and having your salad tossed... just imagine what that would feel like at the same damn time. Aye?! LOL!! May or may not be your cup of tea, but imagine what other flavors you would be able to digest. Complaining about not getting head enough? Now, everytime your meat swings free, someone is grabbing hold to it like it's the last package on sale. Or how about we make a sandwich and stick that meat right in the middle of a 69? Pick an end, any end... lol!!

On a more serious level... feeling a bit inadequate? Gas up on a full swing of premium level compliments and self-esteem boosters. Simply put, everyone wins. So if one is feeling some type of way, then there is always another to fill-in. Mediator for your arguements and when one is not feeling up to par for a night of fellat-ing and cunilling-ing (LLS!!), there is always someone else on standby. That is, unless we're both PMS'ing like deamons. Poor fella. But then again, that could still be a good thing; no need to get our man in a funk, ice cream makes everyone feel better, so how about we split the banana split with a double scoop of butter pecan on each side? Get it? Ok maybe that one was corney. LMAO!! I'm trying to sell you my dream here people. What would date nights be like? 3x's more fun in the club? Dinner for 3! Movie nights and vacationing. Or what about how much money we could save splitting the bill 3 ways? OMG!! and those days when everyone just lounges around in there undies and cuddle up. Oh! How, sweet life would be. Whoever said 3 was a crowd were sadly mistaken.

Untill next time bloggers...