What is a blog?

For some reason, unbeknown-st to me, I have started a blog. What is a blog anyway?

I realize it is a place to soothe my soul with typing about my cozy, somewhat interesting, mainly boring, sometimes beautiful, yet sarcastic life uninhibited, but, what is the real meaning? To me, I think, slug, snail, something slimy and gooey.

Not a pleasant start to a blog, more importantly, my blog.

But, no matter. Slimy, begone. Fresh, begin!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Eyes Wide Shut



I have been blind. This morning I woke up smiling because the scales have dropped from my eyes. Ah the mystery of it! God definatly has a quirky sense of humor.

I haven't really been praying for a mate but I have often wished for someone to help fill the void. Ok, I admit it, I have prayed a couple of times  for God to bring me someone. Many times I have thought that life would be better with someone to share in the wonder of it. Now you might be thinking I have a son to do this with, and yes I do but, I'm thinking more adult level here!

So anyway, I have been granted my wish/prayer. It has taken six months for me to realize. I have a female neighbor who is less than 50 yards away who happens to be one of my bestest, most amazing friends. When I'm lonely, she is there. When I'm excited, she is there. When I'm blah, she is there. When I need food or coffee, she is there. When I need a sitter or playmate for Anthony, she is there. When I want to be right, I can. When I want to be alone, I can just shut the door!

Might I say WOW!! This is way better than a man! It is the most perfect situation. Being that I'm a bit independent but still have some feelings, it couldn't be more opportune. I love how God has so much imagination to think up the perfect solution for me. I just can't believe it has taken me so long to see it!

Thank you Jesus. Love you Matty!

Monday, October 11, 2010

Weight Gain



Since my trip to NYC, I have been blessed to gain, oh, I'd say around 10 lbs. I say blessed because I know there are unfathomable amounts of souls worldwide starving for even just a crumb of bread. How horribly sad that is while I indulge in stinky cheese, crusty bread, fried poppers, pizza!

So, my actual point is I am overweight. Every morning I amuse myself in a sad way while doing the happy skippy to get my jeans on. Not a comfortable position to be in, especially considering the physical pain it causes!

Yesterday I was told by an old friend that something was different about me. Was it my hair? Surely I had done something different with it! Sweetie I said, I'm fat. I was greatly confused when my friend replied I look great being robust rather than skin and bones. What? I am robust? And not only that, I used to be so thin that I was considered skin and bones? I do believe my mirror lies to me!

At any rate, I am quite undecided as to whether to lose the weight or not. I mean, robust! That means well endowed on the top right?! On the other hand, though the happy skippy cracks me up every time, I'm sick of the flourishing thighs I've managed to produce.

So my question is, to lose or not to lose. I choose to put to good use my ample god-given taste buds. I choose to enjoy the pleasure of delicious morsels while triumphing when I have the ability to keep it to a taste.

In conclusion, what is a life without the insane enjoyment of  food? Without a happy skippy? Without the reason to go shopping for new clothes? I do believe I'm quite comfortable being robust. So the next time you see a robust woman with a panini in her hand doing the happy skippy while shopping, you can probably assume it is me!

Sunday, October 10, 2010

I Will Rejoice



Today is the day that the Lord has made. I WILL rejoice and be glad in it.
I will rejoice
I will rejoice
I willlll
Aaargh, Costco.
I will
I will
I will
Wait, I will what?
Home again.
I will REJOICE!!

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

My Trip To NYC 2010



In August I got the fortunate opportunity to visit my brother once again. I haven't talked too much about this trip because like most things for me, it has taken awhile to process. It was a spur of the moment trip. I called Lewis up and then booked a ticket. What freedom to be able to do this! It was a most relaxing and enlightening trip so I want to share with you some of the interesting and special moments of it.



When I arrived at 181 Waverly Place in East Village, Lewis, as always, was waiting for me. He took me up to the 4th floor of his well located apartment and I was in a little piece of heaven. His tiny studio was absolutely adorable- my idea of a cottage in the city. His sense of taste in decor is very clean yet cozy. The two large windows overlooking the courtyard have window boxes with beautiful flowers billowing out of them. My bed for the week was his couch. Don't get me wrong, it was a lovely couch. It was more comfortable than my own bed!



That evening he took me to a local Mexican restaurant where we sat at the bar having cocktails by the open french doors. We had the most wonderful time catching up, and when it began to pour rain through the doors from the street, I had a surreal moment of nostalgia. Later we filled up on Asian food from the local bistro around the corner.



It was the middle of the week so while Lewis was busily entertaining clients and doing what he does, I was hitting the pavement. I walked and walked and walked. Correction, I was walking AND shopping. Broadway has that effect on me! Might I add the chocolates, ice cream, and other food fare I was indulging in added to the delight of it all!

Sometime during the middle of the week, (the days all ran together for me), we went to a Broadway show. The show, FELA, was most intriguing. A show produced by Jada Pinkett-Smith and JZ, it is a story of one man's journey in Nigeria to overcome his country that was terrorized by it's own government through dance and singing. What an invigorating time!



I believe it was a lazy Thursday that we took a bike ride through the park and over Brooklyn Bridge. Might I say whew, what a view! Not only was the view over the city spectacular, so it was down through the wooden slats of the bridge to the water. We, or I rather, huffed and puffed to get to the center of the bridge. Thank goodness for the vendors selling water there! The way down the other side into Brooklyn was a breeze. Once we were there, we turned right around and did it again!



I just want to inject here a bit about the food I ate. Might I say yum yum yummy! Bruchette with cheese and nuts and fruit, fresh and spritey salads, salty and amazing mussels, delectable vegetarian sandwiches. One day Lewis and I visited a famous cheese shop in East Village. Murray's was simply delightful. There was more stinky cheese there than you could probably find anywhere else in the city. That evening we had a phenomenal dinner of cheese, tomato hors d' ovures and shrimp. I do believe this is really why I visit New York! (Just kidding Lewis!).



If you are interested in a quick and delightful get-a-way, may I suggest visiting the city. This place has it all! Food, entertainment, shopping, food. What an unforgettable trip it was. Thank you Lewis!


Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Mona Lisa



I have a new dog and her name is Mona Lisa.
She smells so bad, please someone quick get me a Visa!
Mona is a teacup chihuahua, looks straight from Mahala.
Though I love her, she really is quite pathetic.
Even the vet said so, isn't that synthetic?
Someone dropped her off, shame on them.
Just because she has the mites doesn't mean she is a has-been.
Every day I feed her an egg and cholidal silver.
My momma says this aught to heal her.
One wants to engulf her, while looking at Mona.
She really is quite the persona!
Though she's not perfect, Mona is a little ham.
She is certainly becoming a part of the fam.
Tomorrow I will give her a mighty good scrub.
It will most likely be her first in a tub.
Mona is so ugly she's beautiful.
Thus, a name that is most notably noble!


Monday, October 4, 2010

Parenting



Six years ago I gave birth to a healthy, squawking 8 pound baby boy. The minute I saw him my world change forever and I was in love. The wrench of my heart when his heel was pricked was almost insufferable. The swell in my soul when I held him to my breast for the first, colossal. He was the cutest and sweetest thing I ever did see. There is nothing like a new mother's love!

I'm a bit anxious because today my baby is 6 years in age and I still feel like a new mother who has no idea what she is doing. Oh yes, it's not the same as having a mini person in your arms and not knowing what to do with him. It is having that mini growing into a person who for 3/4 or more of his life will be on his own. It is that 1/4 that is up to me to make sure that he is prepared. May I say freaky? I feel unprepared to be on my own myself, much less prepared to grow a child into a substantial adult to be on his own!

When I think of these difficulties I wonder why we were not made more like the fowls of the air. They know exactly what to do and when to do it. And they do it, and do it well! Now I'm not saying I'd rather be a bird, I'm just curious as to why it is not naturally more ingrained into me how to raise my young.

I'll end with this. A. I love my child unconditionally for as long as I shall live. B. I would give my life in an instant to save my son's. THIS, I'm glad to say, is naturally ingrained into me.

Friday, October 1, 2010

The Enchanting World Of Facebook



Did you know that billionaire, self-made CEO of Facebook is only 26 years-old? He projects himself as a Harvard graduate on his profile even though he isn't. When 60 Minutes reporter Lesley Stahl confronted Mark Zuckerberg with this little inconsistency, he said “That’s true. We don’t have a setting for dropout.” More staggering stats include the fact that people spend over 500 billion minutes per month on Facebook, while the current active official user count now stands at over 500 million.

I spend way to much time on Facebook. Why is this when it is usually quite mundane? I believe it is because by nature we are nosy, "keep up with the Jones'" people, and have difficulty correcting our addiction. Also the fact that Mark is obviously absolutely brilliant adds to the stickiness of our inability to abstain from this site.

I must add though, this is a extraordinary place to get to know your neighbor better. Because of technology and Facebook, everyone is indoors sitting with their noses up to their computer screen rather than in a pile of roses at the white picket fence.

God bless Facebook!

P.S. Did you know they are trying to patent the slumpf together words Facebook? No longer is the meaning of face a place of expression, and a book something you read. It now means a place to waste your life away!