Lonely in the Middle. Where she at? In the Middle!

You all have to remember the hit in the late 80's, "Monie in the Middle". It was a really cool song. I use to sneak and listen to my brother's cassette when he was out. That is the topic of this post, because, it definitely describes my life right about now.

I have a wonderful relationship with God. Yes. I'm in a relationship. Yes. I am starting a Women's Movement to create social change in the world. Yes. I have a beautiful "Sun", and loving family. Yes. I am in peak physical condition. Yes.

What is missing.

Nothing really. I just feel like my life is extremely mediocre right now. God and me are GREAT! WHEW is in the Grass Roots phase- we are just starting. "Sun" is great- the typical 3yr. old. I am in GREAT physical condition, but I have room for improvement.

My Relationship...

I am in Love with a guy who is in love with his work. I understand and respect that. Too many women complain about how their men are complacent and fail to strive for financial freedom. I am dealing with an opposite situation. I continuously get ignored and left on the back burner. Why am I still around? I respect his ambition and drive. I am still a woman. I like to held, talked to, caressed, cared for. I believe "we" can have it all in a relationship. Why settle? Do I honestly feel like I am settling... Yes. and No. King is a wonderful man. It is just hard for me as a woman to be involved with someone who shows very little interest in me. I get all kinds of attention elsewhere. Do I care? No, they aren't important to me. My relationship is. I will continue to make efforts to communicate. I am only human though.

Ladies and Gentlemen!

There is this little thing called BALANCE! Women do it everyday. We CAN achieve it. We do not have to neglect certain things to achieve others. I understand and respect what King is doing... but, I don't have to have a man to feel single.

What to do? I continue doing me, and pray that God will lead and guide me in the right direction (He has thus far!).

The End.

~I'mgettingtiredofthemiddle!~

Chicken Chamber

Hey Guys...

I have to share this story, as it is near and dear to my heart. I would like to share my story, so those of you all out there will not make the same mistake that I did.

Sorry King. I won't go into too much detail, as I understand that you are an extremely private person.

I really haven't spent any Quality Time with King in the last (almost) 3 weeks. I understand he has so much going on with work and all, so I have learned to adapt to it. I am actually cool with it. I have gotten acclimated to not spending much time with him.

Well, any who...

He came by (to nap) briefly on Monday, after I returned from Dallas. I had since came form good ole' Wally World purchasing some groceries. I knew he would indeed be tired and hungry, so I planned to prepare him a WONDROUS meal.

I seasoned and placed the Chicken Wings (I had purchased) in the oven. I then began to prepare the corn (on the cob), and broccoli. I slow cooked the chicken, so after about an hour or so I took it out to simmer. Pretty soon King woke up, and was indeed ready to eat.

I prepared his plate (I felt so Domesticated!) and placed it in front of him. Sun and I had eaten earlier, so we were not hungry. We sat... I talked... He ate. and ate. Then, out of the Blue he stopped me, and said...

"Bay, you didn't fully cook the chicken. It is still pink inside."

Two seconds later, that statement was followed by,

"I don't feel to good!"

OMG! Could I have just poisoned the Love of my Life? He felt terrible. He immediately left my house and headed home.

I don't know if I felt more embarrassed, or concerned. I am still honing my cooking skills. I must master Chicken Preparation, I would hate for someone else to get caught in the Chicken Chamber!

The End.

~OMGIcouldhavepossiblypoisonedmyman!~

Thanks to Giving!

HELLO HIATUS READERS!!!!!!!!!!!

I am indeed back at the fore front, and I have lots to share! I won't go into massive details in this post but, I will "gently" recap my wonderful weekend with the fam! I will confess. I missed you all terribly. I have LOTS to share!

Let's get started!!!

Thursday, November 23rd
Arrived in Dallas 2am on Thanksgiving Day.
Woke up and relaxed my hair (Momma G wanted to do it).
Head to Grandmomma;s House.
Need I say more?
Ate...Ate...Ate!
Spent quality time with the family!

Friday, November 24th
Woke up and headed straight to Yoga at 8:15pm
Spent the whole day with Momma G, (Ry-Ry: my niece) and Sunshine!
Ran random errands, and tucked in for the night.

Saturday, November 25th
Woke up and took a run in the neighborhood (boy was it nice!)
Went to lunch with a ex-co-worker/friend.
Took Sun for some fresh air.
Ran more errands.
Headed to Head's Loft Downtown (my BestFriend since 5th grade!)
PARTY TIME! (I actually chose one day for a night out on the town. It was truly AMAZING.
Headed to BUZZ BREW's for some late night (early morning grub: 4:45am).
Ended up at Head's and called it a night (morning ;o))!

Sunday, November 26th
Woke up.
Showered.
Momma G and Sun picked me up.
Headed back out to MG's house.
Grubbed.
Played with my niece.
Senator picked us up as we headed back to Houston.

In a nutshell, Dallas was fun as usual. For once, I was able to relax and spend some QT with the fam. It was truly invigorating. My family saw Sun for the first time in 6 months. Let;s just say, spoiled isn't the word.

This is just the tip of the ice berg. I will elaborate more in later posts.

The End.

~Dallaswasfunasusual!~

It's Almost Time to Say Goodbye...

At least for a couple of days! No, I am not ditching Da Hiatus (though, the months are numbered, as I will be propelled into my destiny, thus putting me back in the Lime Light!), I am heading....

Up 45North AGAIN!!!

Ima see my Momma, Ima see my Momma, Ima see my Momma!

As Thanksgiving Day rapidly approaches, I can't help but to feel elated about seeing my family for the holidays. I will be heading on up to Dallas to See "Momma Nem" (read: my mother, brother, niece, grandmother, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc..) I am too excited!

I have some really interesting things to post about, but due to the time restraints I am under tonight, I will not be able to. Don't worry! I am taking notes, and will update you when I get back. Don't expect an update post any time before Monday, November, 27th.

I want to wish EVERYONE reading this, a happy, safe, and blessed Thanksgiving. May you enjoy spending quality time with your loved ones.

In the mean time. I will prepare for my:
Greens/hotwatercornbread/dressingwithcranberrysauce/yams/friedchicken/Grandy'srolls
poundcake/ and we can't forget... Grandmomma's Sweet Tea!

The End.

~HaveaHappyThanksgiving!~

He Thought He was Gonna Get Some

Ok... here's the deal. I was totally ELATED about getting the DBA for WHEW this weekend, so I decided to go out and celebrate. The girls would be coming over for a meeting on Saturday, so I decided to go out and kick it with the fellas (Friday night). Let me preface the story by saying, for years my closest friends were males. I rarely hung out with women.

So I call up the guys and we plan to hang out at a really fly Sushi spot in the Galleria area (a really great mall in the Houston area). I met up with them at the spot around 9pm. Among the guys there was one by the name of Doc. who came along as well. We went to school together, and I hadn't seen him in years prior to "bumping" into him in Dallas during one of my visits this summer. He explained he was living in the Houston area, so we exchanged numbers. We had only hung out once (at a group event) prior to me inviting him out to the event on Friday. He is a really cool guy, who will make someone a wonderful mate one day.

Back to the story.

We (all of us) kicked it there for awhile at the Sushi bar, and then headed to a popular Houston late night hot spot. We kicked it, had drinks, and just when we thought the night was over, the fellas wanted to hit up a Gentleman's Club. I'll say we were there all of 30 minutes (it was truly painful to see those girls (formally myself- mentally! I have never stripped) placing a monetary value on their self worth and dignity), till we decided it was time to go. On my way home I called Doc. to thank him for coming out, when he showed interest in "coming by". I, not being in 100% me (mentally), figured he was drunk and didn't want to drive home, so I ok'ed him coming over.

The moment he walked into my apartment, I felt weird. We sat on the couch and something just didn't feel right. As he scooted a tad closer to me, I felt as though I would be physically sick. I LOVE King and I would never A. disrespect myself or B. disrespect him. I let Doc. know that I was in a relationship and if he was truly drunk, he was welcomed to stay the night on my couch. You know what he said...


"That's ok, I'll go now."

What does that tell me?...............

He thought he was gonna get some!

Did he really think I was about to have sex with him? I mean really. I value myself and the relationship I am in too much to do anything like that. I will admit ladies, you shouldn't even place yourself in certain positions. I will say this, it was not intentional. I sincerely thought he needed a place to crash, so he wouldn't in turn crash on the way home. I'll know next time, never mind, there will be no next time.

The moral of the story is, it is important to know and value yourslef first and foremost, before you expect someone else to do it for you.

The End.


~Thatniggareallythoughhewasabouttogetsome!~

WHEW... We are OFFICIAL!!!

On Friday, November 17th, 2006, a received my DBA for my Women's Network. It is a single step towards getting all the things accomplished that I have longed for. I am ssssssssssooooooooo EXCITED! about all of the wonderful things that the Network is doing. God is truly blessing us. We are definitely on our way.

The group has been meeting for the past 7 months, but we were focusing on the empowerment (counseling) side of the organization. Now, we are getting down to business and it feels... GREAT! We have elected officers and now, the work begins!

I hope you will join me on the journey of a Lifetime, as you experience the evolution of W.omen H.elping E.mpower W.omen.

By the way... did I tell you all what it was about? If not... here is the spill:

What is WHEW?

We are a group of women who meet monthly to embrace, inspire, and empower one another. Words cannot express what a wonderful experience we have in Sisterhood! I founded WHEW with hopes of using everyday women to empower other women based on similar experiences they had lived through. I was inspired by all the stories of triumph I heard, as it pertained to the overcoming of everyday obstacles that we all face as women. I felt it was important that we unite together to create the change we ALL would like to see in in the world. Guess who it starts with? Us! In case you all have forgotten, Women Helping Empower Women is an organization whose main goal is to promote the physical, emotional, and mental balance in Women's lives. It is Women getting together to support, empower, and embrace each other. Ultimately we ALL have something to share with one another.

I have been just about EVERYWHERE and done just about EVERYTHING. I want to be a voice for that woman who is either too scared to or doesn't know how to speak for herself (I was once there). I know there are some of you who are reading this post now, who don't have anyone to talk to and are scared. I want you to relax and know that I am here. Feel free to shoot me an email at awhewthing@yahoo.com for an ear, or for further info on WHEW. We are based out of Houston, TX, but we fellowship via phone and email as well. We are Real Women Empowering Women.

The End.

~Justwhenyouthoughtyouknew...WHEW,comegetadose!~

?A Woman's Completion?

I just have to pose this question to all of the faithful Hiatus readers out there. As you all know I am all into the business of Empowering Women. I mean, that's just what I do. After reviewing my life and past relationships, along with those I love and adore, I have one question for you all...

Does a woman only feel (totally) complete (with her life) when she is in a relationship?


I want you all to really think about this. I mean, let it marinate for a minute people. I am talking about feeling totally completed. I know women aspire to do things other than get married, but how important is marriage (relationships) to women? How much of the equation (in the completeness of life) does a relationship occupy?


I truly look forward to your feedback.

I spend so much time stating my opinion, it's your turn!

The End.


~Imeanthinkaboutit,doeshecompleyou?~

Off Da Chain!!!

OMG! Forgive me for acting so "Brand New" in a way, but I saw the most interesting sight today on my way to work, A Chain Gang! I always pass a local prison on my way to work in the mornings. Other than the, "Don't Pick up Hitch Hikers" sign, you would have no idea that it was even a prison area.

Sooo... I am sitting at the light waiting to proceed to work, when I notice men on horses, suited with Cowboy Hats, and... yes... Guns! This peeks my interest, so I looked further in the distance and that's when I saw it! The CHAIN GANG! There were about 50 prisoners (in groups of 20) lined up with hoes, (not the one's they had before they entered the facility ;o) - the ones used for farming) manning the fields. They didn't wear stripes, and didn't have any physical chains on them (that I noticed), but they were indeed working hard.

I saw the look in their eyes as they watched us cruising in our cars. It was a certain sadness, that lacked hope. I truly felt the emotions they were conveying. It reminded me of a couple of scenes from the movie, Life. The only difference, was this was real life and it wasn't funny.

The End.

~Sometimesbeingoffdachaingetsyouonthechaingang!~

It Was A Hoax!!!!!!!!!

King DID NOT, I repeat, DID NOT BREAK UP with ME! Bare with me, the last time someone told me, "We need to talk", he confessed that he had a wife (they were going through a divorce) and a illegitimate child (with someone else, not the wife). It was a true mess! I guess that is why I prepared myself for the worse.

King wanted to talk to me about a habit I have, that he could care less for, and the fact that I am a procrastinator. Can you believe that? He wants me to be a better person. Who would have thunk it? I dunno.

This proves that he is the man that I thought he was. I just need to step my game up and show him that I AM the woman he fell in love with. He brought up valid points. There are definitely things about me that need to change, in order to propel me into my DIVINE DESTINY!



The End.


~Humphthatwasit?~

Those 4 Words Women Despise...

King and I spent the weekend together (as usual) we had a good time (I thought) the first half of the weekend. The second half started ok, but got weird later (Saturday Night). I remember it vividly. We were cleaning up and preparing for the nights shoot. I went upstairs to get dressed. He soon joined me up stairs. For some reason, he became one for little words. He normally would make conversation with me, but he said nothing. Seriously, he said all of ten words to me from the time we left the house, till we arrived at our destination. It was odd to me. This really "funny" feeling came over me. King and I communicate with out words, so I knew somethings was troubling him. I didn't make a big fuss because, he had work to do. But, indeed I felt it.

We preceded with the evening, which turned out pretty well. I had fun, meeting new and interesting people. King got the job done. I feel like, maybe he was uncomfortable with me coming along with him to work. I am not sure why, because I am not an overbearing (smothering type) girlfriend. I left him to do his work, while I mixed and mingled with the crowd. Well, the night ended, with little conversation. He was the most distant he had ever been (mentally) since March 26th (the day we met). He didn't hold me like he usually do when we fall asleep. He woke up early in the morning prepared to leave giving me a "half-a**" hug. He left, and I as well in preparation for church. I didn't hear from him till 11pm that night. We had a 2 min conversation and that was it. He didn't call me Monday (yesterday).

I won't lie! The count down begun yesterday. If I didn't hear from him today, it was going to be over, no questions asked. I admit it sounds childish, but I value you my feelings and self worth more than anything, and I refuse to "run after" ANYONE. I love King, I truly do, but I love myself more.

So I received a call from him today, and he said it. Those 4 Words Women Despise...

....................WE NEED TO TALK................

So, I'm sitting there like, "Uh.. ok.". He would prefer we talk in person, so he is coming over tomorrow night to talk. I must say, I did not see it coming, but who knows. I will say, that this was the best relationship I have ever been in. I have learned so much from him. If we do have the "break up" talk tomorrow, I can say, that I gave everything I had to make it work. There is a blessing in every lesson. I am so glad that I met someone like him. I am a mature woman who has a lot more than a "relationship" going for me. I appreciate every thing the past has taught me. I am in no rush for companionship, but it sure was good while it lasted (assuming it is the "break up talk"). If not, I know we can overcome whatever is plaguing his mind.

When you know you have given something, ANYTHING, your best, that is all that matters. I am still headstrong and a relationship will never define me.

Yes Ladies and Gentlemen... the "Rai"diant one did (after almost 8 months) hear those words. I try so hard to keep my private life private (as much as possible), but I just had to release my feelings!



I will keep you posted though!

The End.

~Bewareofthetalk!~

Heart Song...

Ok... after a WONDERFUL Weekend (Mentally), I had to post about this. As humans, there are times in our lives when our situations (occupations, relationships, bills, family members) get us down. Why? At least that is what I had to ask myself yesterday. Why do we allow others to influence our day? Our happiness.

I was listening to Joel Osteen (Pastor of Mega Church, Lakewood, here in Houston), yesterday (before I left to attend my own church service) and he compared human beings to inflated balloons. We start our day (typically) all excited, happy, and ready to go. Then, we let "life" poke small holes in us. It's inevitable that eventually we will end up almost deflated by the end of the day. What could possibly revive us?

Osteen had a great point, a (what I would call) Heart Song, this is a positive song that aids us in enjoying life (by being positive) and helps us get through the day. I had to really think about it, but I have always had my heart song. It is a WONDERFUL song by Kirk Franklin titled, Imagine Me, a truly wonderful song (worth checking out the lyrics!).

All in all... God never ever EVER gives us more than we can bear! Look in your heart and find that song that guides you through your day. Believe me! It is worth a try!


The End.


~Isingsongsoftheheartandmypositivedestinyisinevitable!~

Rai Presents... the You've Gotta Be Kidding Me Awards!!!

Hey Peoples...

It's been a few days and I just don't feel right not posting about SOMETHING! Actually, it is not so hard to choose something at this point. I am rounding up an AMAZINGLY insightful weekend. There is so much to say and only so little time. So.... I created....

The...

YOU'VE GOTTA Be KIDDING Me AWARDS!!!!!!!!!!!

Over the past 48 hours I have bumped in to quite a few... "characters", and I just had to give them some recognition. So, sit back, relax and I will guide you (day by day) through all the "fun" personalities I have encountered along the way. I will give you a little background on the reason behind my visits by enlightening you on the fact that I spent the weekend hanging out in Kings World. Too much fun, let me tell ya!

Friday, November 10th, 2006

Begins as any Friday would.
Woke up.
Got the kids fed and dressed. (Sun had a friend stay over- I will post more later)
Went to Yoga Class.
Stopped by Tarjay. (read: Target)
Took the kiddos to Chuck 'E Cheese.
Confused K picked up Sun from there. (Sun's friend's Mom picked her up as well)
Stopped by Happy Hour with a friend. (YoYo- will tell you more about her later as well)
you knew it was coming...
Headed over to Kings!

He told me about this industry mixer taking place. It sounded EXTREMELY interesting. It was where anyone who wanted to eventually be someone showed up to mingle with producers (in the TV industry). Any who, (not to get to deep into it) as King walked around talking to people, I was forced to adapt to my surroundings and relax. I met a couple of really interesting women and men to say the least. Models, actors(tresses), producers, screenwriters, and then it happened. I met the character of the night....

The YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING Me AWARD for Trophy Girl goes to..................................

"Blondie" (as I will call her) the, and I quote, "Professional Girlfriend!!!!!!!!"

I was too through when she told me this. I met her as I searched the room for King. He was talking to two guys and a girl. As I walk up, he introduced me to them and her. She immediately pulled me to the side and wanted to talk. The AMAZEMENT began there. Apparently, she is use to going to functions as such. She accompanies her boyfriend, looks really cute, and smiles and nod most of the night.


Saturday, November 11th, 2006

Starts out like a typical Saturday.
I wake up.
Shower.
Head to work.
Work.
Head back to King's House.
Prepare for the evening.

Let's see. I was invited (actually I volunteered) to go on a shoot with King. It was extremely interesting. It was shot at an Art Gallery, which was WONDROUS! I will dedicate a post to it later. It was a charity event that was truly AMAZING! I had some good wine, and met yet another interesting person....


THE YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING Me AWARD for Socialite goes to.........................

"Stuby"(as I call him), the (and I quote) "Professional Mingler!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Stuby was the cutest little guy I had ever seen. He stood about 5'1, and weighed in at around 175 and was around 45+ years old. He had a cute little balding head (he had the "comb over") and the cutest round face. He was telling me about his book on the Art of Mingling, and all his interesting endeavours. It was the most AMUSING 30 minute conversation of my life!

Soooooooooooooooooooooo.......... we leave the spot around 11:30pm and it was pass time to get some grub, so we headed to the one, the only International House of Pancakes (known as IHOP).
This would have been a regular late night meal if it hadn't been for my third and final Award winner. We were seated (by the hostess) then SHE came...........

The YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING Me AWARD For Coo Coo Bird goes to.......

"Loopy", the "Inebriated/High Waitress at IHOP!!!!!!!"

Talk about dilated pupils. This chick was obviously under the influence of SOMETHING! She talked to me for about 5 minutes a
bout some hair conditioner she got from the Dollar Store. Let's get real! Then she brought me a platter that had about 10 french fries on it. I assumed she ate the rest on the way to our table to drop them off. She was truly a character.


Well......... That's all I have for now from the YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING Me AWARDS. Tune in next time, when I go check out some more Houston Hot Spots!!!!!!!!!!!!!


The End.


~Thefunnypartaboutitwastheyweren'tkidding!~

Sunshine Attempts to Put Me Away for Good!

I so thought I posted about this, but I guess I neglected to. The funniest thing happened last Friday, November 3rd, 2006, at around 5:30pm, while I was waiting for Confused K (Baby Daddy) to pick up Sunshine (Baby).

Sun is a fiery 3 almost four year old now. He is learning new things daily and test boundaries as well. I spent the whole Friday with him, just him. We didn't do the usual "work thing", I went to a Yoga class earlier in the day (leaving him in the play area at the gym for about an hour), then we headed to the library, Mickey D's, and back home. I was soooooo exhausted. Sun was begging to go to the park. Can you believe it? After ALL of that. The park! I was like, "No, Sun, you have done enough today!" He beg and pleaded. I reassured him time after time that his dad would pick him up shortly and they would have TONS OF FUN! After giving up the fight (so I thought), he settled for Dora the Explorer and a snack.

After getting him settled I figured it would be the best opportunity to shower (as I was going out after his departure). As I jumped in the shower he was running back and forth (I guess Dora was boring him), I kept yelling his name, to ensure that he had not left the apartment. After about ten minutes, I noticed it was very quiet. I yelled for him, "SSSSSSSSSUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNN!!!". No answer. I panicked. Jump out of the shower, soaking wet (naked). Ran to the bathroom door. I realized he had A. closed it and B. locked it. I unlock the door and swing it open. What the heck?

Sun had stacked my ottoman, dinning room chairs, his suitcase, and tons of toys in front of the door barricading (attempting to at least) me in the bathroom. I pushed all of the items out of the way and ran to my room. What did I see? Sun sitting on the bed with a granola bar in his mouth watching Dora. He took one look at me and said...

"How did you get out?"

Apparently my 3 year son was trying to get rid of me!


The End.


~Ohhhwhowouldhavethoughtmyownkidwouldtrytogetmecaughtup?"

Buuzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz... I Relasped!

I am too too through with the "high and mighty" act with you Hiatus readers. It is far past time for me to start back keeping it real with you all. After I got my "Man" and everything, I started acting like, Bullet was a done deal.

Not the truth at all.

I have a couple of confessions to make. It is only right that I share them in this post. I am a person. I attempt to keep my life on track (what ever that means) but, I am still a person. Here's it my issue... A while back I discovered what a true orgasm was. For the first time I acheived one... get this... WITH OUT A MAN! I talked about this in my post, back in May titled, "Ode To Bullet " , where I just let myself go. I told about how I enjoyed indugling myself.

Just when I thought I had rid myself of the habit of BBBBBBBBUUUUUZZZZZZZing the evening/morning/mid day away, the thought crept back to me...

and...

I made myself comfortable. I remember it like it was yesterday (probably because it was yesterday)...

Sun was sitting quietly in the living area watching his morning PBS cartoons. I was running around attempting to finish breakfast, iron clothes, and pack my workout bag. I went into the bedroom, and check my top dresser drawer looking for something, when I noticed it. Yes, IT! It was Bullet IV starring up at me. He had a shine I had never saw before. It was truly WONDROUS. I immediately thought of all the good times we had, and I immediately went back into the living area to check on Sun. He was really into his cartoons and breakfast, he payed me no mind. With that, I quietly tipped back to my room (as not to startle him), closed the door, took out Bullet IV, and eased under the covers. ..............................................................

BBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

That was the only sound that could be heard. I achieved the ORGASM of my life! It was AAAAAAAAMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAZZZZZZZZINNNNGGGGG!

I promise I am gonna chill out, from this point on.

Promise!

Bbbuuuzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

The End.

~Bullentistrulyhypnotizing!~

ATTENTION LADIES!!! Your Health Starts with... YOU!

I have been meaning to post about this topic FOREVER!

LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEESSSS!!!

When will we take responsibility for our physical health and fitness?

Time out for all of the excuses. You must take responsibility for you. We spend all of our time blaming it on the husband, kids, career, and everything else we can think of. When will we put the responsibility on ourselves? We determine our destiny. No one but Us.

I will tell you my story.

I gained upwards 100 pounds after the birth of my Sunshine. After giving birth, loosing a little of the weight, I stood 5'7 and weighed in at 190 lbs. I wasn't in the least bit of shape. I thought being big was my destiny. I figured, I had had a child, and my time to shine was over.

That was until I started working for a MAJOR fitness gym. While working there, I noticed there were women 10 to 15 years older than me, with 3 to 5 children, who were in IMPECCABLE shape. It was surreal. I looked at myself (then 22 years old) and thought, "I have no EXCUSE". I then began a work out regimen which included working out 5 times weekly, I changed my eating habits, and made more time for myself. Six months later... I looked at my 5'7 frame with 70 less pounds on it! Truly remarkable.

I received tons of "crackhead" jokes from friends, but I felt good about myself. That was 2 1/2 years ago. About 2 months ago, I noticed I had put on about 15 pounds (new relationships will do that to you if you aren't careful). I had to make a change in my life. AGAIN! Now I am a firm, toned, 135, size 6. It feels good. Though I am not as small as the fitness model above (Sara O.) We have similar body types.

I talk to and see women daily, who want desperately to make changes in their lives. They want to look and feel good, but don't know how. Let it be known that the point of this post is not to tell women what to do. Rather, I would like to enlighten you all on what work (ing) s for me.

Rai's (ways) of Fitness:

1. WILLPOWER: Ladies! You must want to change your body!

2. MIND over MATTER: It all starts in your mind. If you believe you can do it, trust me, you can! Changing your way of thinking is the beginning of the transformation.

3. NOURISH your TEMPLE: Be EXTREMELY selective about what you put in your body. It is really simple... EAT HEALTHY... not processed and or fried food, sugary junk food, high sodium foods, and too many starches. Try grilled lean meats and fish. Vegetables. Fruits (substituted for sweets). Leave the red meat ALONE. And PLEASE...PLEASE... DRINK WATER! Say bye bye to the sodas and a lot of the juices. It is too much sugar! You will notice that H2O hydrates you longer than anything else. Why waste time?

4. KEEP it MOVING: EXERCISE! EXERCISE! Ladies! You should be working out at least three times weekly for about an hour each session. "Working Out" consists of cardio (anything that gets your heart rate up... running, walking, jumping rope, etc...) and some form of resistance training (weights... start light and build up from there). If you are reading this post you must have Internet access. Get online. Check out fitness sites. Get a membership to a fitness center. Go to the park. Utilize the workout facility in your apartment complex. Do something!

All in all... It starts with YOU! I can write forever about changing your eating habits and working out more, but... you have to WANT to do it! If you don't aspire to look and feel better about yourself, it will never happen. Always remember... Any thing worth having is worth working for! You can earn a Million dollars by sitting on the couch eating "bon bons". A healthy happy body is worth far more than that.

Don't get it twisted. If you are 240 lbs, and reading this post, know that you don;t have to look like the model above. You maintain a weight that is healthy and right for YOU! Get a work out buddy, someone who is as adamant about weight loss as you are. Hold each other accountable for work outs and healthy eating habits.

You can do it!

For further info, check out these sites:

www.womenshealthmag.com

www.healthywomen.org

www.fitnessonline.com

www.fitness.nettop20.com

http://oxygenmag.com

The End.

~Ahealthyyoustartswithyou!~

Comments Any One?

Ok! I have been on my Hiatus for the past 8 months (almost), and aside from a few Anonymous comment posters and my girl Leggs and buddy J Bigg, I hardly ever receive comments on my posts. Now, this has typically been ok, since I post from my heart and genuinely enjoy enlightening peoples lives.

But...

The craziest thing happened. The last post I posted (read: Panocha Pecking), was written from the heart. It was truly a random article that I happened to fall upon. Well, whatdoyouknow? The author of the article actually read my post and left a comment. I am assuming this was was either the Gustavo himself, or someone who has all of his log in information for OC Weekly, which by chance has AWESOME articles worth checking out.

I then came to the conclusion that (assuming he found my blog prior to the posting of the article) sssssssoooooooooo many of ya'll read my work, my life, and don't bother to comment. This could be a good thing or bad thing. I notice how many hits my counter has attained in the last 8 months, but there are no names to match the numbers with.

So...

I have a proposition for EVERYONE...

If you are reading this post now please comment. Nothing major, just let me know who you are.

This should be interesting.

The End.


~Commentingopensthedoortoanothersreality~

Panocha Pecking... Lacking on the Mexican Scene!

First of all... you all know I am not the one to be down with all the stereotypes... but... I read the funniest article EVER!!!

This is how it started.

I took Sunshine out to Mickey D's on Friday. Prior to we stopped off by the library to pick up a few books. On the way out I picked up a Houston Press (a really cool weekly paper, featuring all things "hip" going on in the city). I threw it in my bag because I knew we were on the way to Mc. D. Well, as Sun sat there and munched on his french fries and nuggets (which he gets a couple of times tops monthly), I opened the paper and began to read.

They have a cute section titled Ask a Mexican. There are "Mexican" related questions, with a humorous twist. Well, one of the readers asked about a statistic he had heard, that stated that only 20% of Mexican men go down on their women. At this point I had a HUGE grin on my face and wanted to hear more. Basically, the host of the column stated that actually the percentage is more than that. More like 74% (of those surveyed). He also threw out the fact that once Mexican men come over to the U.S. (illegally or not), they are more likely to engage in the act of oral sex with their women.

Reasons (according the article) that Oral Sex isn't a big deal in Mexico.

Most Mexican women have sex to simply procreate.
Most Mexican women are ashamed of their bodies.
Mexican men would just "rather not".

Ok. I know I made some huge stereotypes. But, remember, this was simply a article I read. The hosts name is Gustavo Arellano (who is a Mexican). It is probably one of those things were he can talk about "his " people, but all others are encouraged not to. You know, the same way black people do. We can talk about our own... you better not!

I will say, I have a good friend, Leggs who is half Mexican and she has NO problem getting her Panocha Pecked!

The End.


~Anarticletoofunnynottopostabout!~

The Wal Mart/Convenience Store Debate. Which Would You Choose?

Ok... I just had to post about this! By the way... HAPPY NOVEMBER!!!!!!!! I promise to post more this month. I took a Hiatus, for real last month, so now I am all rested up! Believe me!

Here Goes...

A dear friend and myself had a in depth conversation about relationships. We were talking about women (who would have thought?) and why they settle (in relationships) for less than what they deserve. My girl Leggs compared relationships to a Pizza (with all the toppings you like) and other foods (that we tend to settle for). I compared it to...

Wal Mart... and a Convenience Store.

Let's talk about good 'ole Wally World. I mean GOODNESS! How many times have you went to Wal Mart to get one thing, and end up leaving with two baskets and $200.00 less in your bank account (or charged to your credit card)? Why? Why is this? I will tell you. It is because Wal Mart has EVERYTHING you need PLUS more. How many places do you know that you can go to and get tampons, paint, a t.v., wheels for your car, cd's, a stroller for your baby, flowers, groceries and an outfit! I mean, all this under one roof! It is ssssssssooooooooo AMAZING. Those are the type of relationships that fulfill a women. She feels safe in the arms of someone that meets her every need (vice versa) AND more. We want the perfect fit for our lives. Some one we can be with and not even worry about the rest of the world and the goings on in it. We want a lover, best friend, and confidant. We want it ALL. Do we search to attain it?...

No.

Do we search for the "Wally World" (fulfilling) relationship?

No.

Guess where we head?

To the...

Convenience Store.

Lets discuss the Convenience Store. This is a place that has %10 of what we actually need, the other %90 is JUNK. Stone Cold Junk! Yes, the Convenience Store has food and drink, but they come in small quantities, and cost OUTRAGEOUS amounts of money. Since when was a liter of water $1.89? A cup of coffee $2.00. A small bag of chips (junk anyway) a$2.00. This segues me to the amount of JUNK they offer. The candy takes up a whole isle. And... (if you're in Houston, or other "wet" counties) there is MUCHO beer and wine. You can purchase swisher sweets and cigarettes at the counter, even get a lottery ticket or two. The short short version, is we settle for Convenience Store situations %75 of the time! Either he is good in bed, rich, or a loser who is a good person! Why? Why do we attempt to mold our "mates" into something they are not? The fact of the matter is, Convenience Store romances are fun while they last, but typically don't last long.

What do you choose?

I choose good 'ole Wally World! I want an all inclusive relationship! Someone who will be understanding and meet my EVERY need ( and me his). I want someone who can be EVERYTHING to me, and understand my wants and needs.

I have that? Do you?

If not, he (or she) is out there. Don't settle!

The End.


~TheyalwayswearasmileatWalMart!~