Happy Halloween

Special edition Saturday a divas view:
Snow.
That's all

friday night party



it's a celebration



would you believe a glitter monster threw up on my nails?

(i think it is screaming PARTAAAAYYYYY)

it is only multiple coats of the aforementioned rainbow connection nail polish.

coffee thought...

What are your expectations in this world?? I am trying to manage the expectations of many in my daily life- those of my family, my boss/job , those of my friends, those of my acquainted folks, and especially MY expectations of life. I sometimes often say it is not that hard; truly believing it is not that hard to do ____. Then I speak to some folks sometimes and apparently it IS that hard to ___.
Really?
Let's go simpler- finding love [simpler LOL] being loved, contact- yeah people say it is not that hard. Just put yourself out there and watch the magic happen. (can you see me Mr. Magic?) Anywho, take it from me that is hard. Love is not, I repeat NOT easy to find, hold, keep and thrive in (according to my personal experience + the folks I know in /out of love at any given point) and to not loose love- not loose each other but not loose yourself in love.
i digressed...
so today what are my expectations?
to find love around me
starting with my first cup of coffee.

that's all...

thoughts....

saw this today on a great artists' site and thought... it makes SO much sense....

"Even if you’re on the right track, you’ll get run over if you just sit there." -Will Rogers

so what does this mean for your life? hell, what does this mean for mine? just keep swiming anyone?

coffee thought...

Gemini Horoscope for October 27, 2011

Just because everyone around you is cutting corners or taking shortcuts does not mean that you should. There's no need for Machiavellian behavior, and you know it. Don't follow anyone else's bad example. Now more than ever it is vital that you hold on to your values and principles, not only in your work but also in every aspect of your life. Look objectively at situations, and judge people by how they act -- not by what they say.

so true so true...enjoy your day!

that's all...

more nail polish...

a couple of things...

 First, I think I may have an addiction to nail polish or could be the fumes of the nail polish but I mean after I cleaned my desk of the colors I previously had here I still 'seem' to mass a few more colors here for good measure. Sad, this nail polish addiction of mine (could there be a place I go like a nail polish anonymous group or something??)

anywho

Second- I am soooooo happy that I got this color here Rainbow Connection by O.P.I in celebration of the Muppet movie coming out this fall (November 23?)- This color is a Limited Edition meaning once it is sold out it is sold out (along with the snazzy red color I had on last week which was getting ms piggy with it).   I mean who does not love the Muppet's? who does not love the song rainbow connection sung by the lovable Kermit the frog? who doesn't love Jim Henson- genius of his time/ creator of these creatures and who does not love the color green??

Anywho... I am just saying...

[and that my dear friends is a true couple of things...]

coffee thought...

While I am in the education business 

I am not in the business of educating you

on how to live your life.

I am definitely not trying to make you look bad

 trust and believe

 if that is your perception of yourself

 there is nothing anyone can do

 to help you.

If I am holding that mirror to you

and you don't like what you see,

don't flippin break my mirror,

 change your reflection

 change your outlook.

 You have to wake up and understand

what you contributed to your situation.

 Then make a conscious effort to fix it.

 Then you have to do it.

 Try not to let your perception

be your reality

 but let your reality

 be your reality.

 Here is my reality:

 I am going to continue being me,

loving me

and creating the best life

...for me. 

Courageously

Authentically 

Responsibly

...me

remember who I am being
has nothing to do with you..
although you seem to want to
make it about you (true?)

that's all...

GW Bridge

random:

today, 80 years ago the GW bridge was opened to traffic connecting NY & NJ and making the start of major commutability (my word). One random night, Bro#2 & I were watching some documentary on the making of the bridge and basically reasons why they design is what it is. Something about crossing this bridge to NJ to me means 'Road Trip'. As a kid anytime we were headed that way (south I-95) it meant adventure, intrigue and mommy or daddy driving.
Let's also take a look at the days we (dad & us) used to take mom to work at her K-Mart corporation job in North Bergen NJ. Typically in the summer time, on the Thursdays bi-weekly when she got paid, we would take her to work for her 4pm-12am shift. From there, the family would hit up either Roy Rogers or White Castle and some random rock park in NJ [not too far from Berginline Ave ] where we would run, eat and play. Then around 7:30-8pm mom would come out and we would drive her to the bank in NJ to cash her check [yes apparently we were living check to her check], eat some food and drop he back off. Sometimes we would wait around until midnight (what did we do for 4 more hours?) and then Dad would pick mom up and we would drive home. Coming home across the George Washington Bridge at night with all the lights and cars with the original old time yellow license plates meant 'I am going home'. I know exactly how long it should take to get from the GW to Jerome Avenue (sans traffic and any additional construction on roads that seem to never get fixed). I know various shortcuts to take me to my home from any point off the bridge (try me!/ thanks mom).
Later, after Dad passed crossing the GW meant going up towards 'our new home'- Spring Valley NY. Something about a place called Spring Valley was an oxymoron to the arrival of 3 kids from the South Bronx (word.) Once I was able to figure out a bus schedule back to the city *red and tan lines* by the time the bus was crossing the bridge back to Washington Heights NY the excitement of being back on the block was palpable. At that time I put back on the mask I wear to make it on the MTA buses to Grandmas house I go (and the pollution/ violence/ ass foolery Mommy tried to remove us from--here I am willingly spending my hard earned money to go back to. Ahh the youth is wasted on the youth someone once said...) still something about that said 'I am going home'.
Fast forward even later on in life Moi finally being able to drive that bridge myself really really really was an accomplishment (complete with prayer) that I never thought I would be able to do.  Once I was driving myself, really the road trips began in earnest (Philly, VA, AC, NJ, Boston, CT etc)- that was excitement in the fast lane for true...
ahh the memories...So congratulations to the GW for making it to 80 yrs. Let's gear up for the next 80 and the many more road excursions to come.

coffee thought...

Good morning all!
Thought I would start the day by walking to the #2 train seeing as how I did that yesterday & it was a 15 minute walk and it basically took the same amount of time (or less) than if I was waiting for the MTA bus (bane of my existence)..

well that didn't work out as hot water didnt decide to show up until 20 minutes of me standing in the shower... yeah not fun.

anywho, got to work and am about to do the damn thing...sunny 62 degrees lovely fall day...
some light reading shall we...
http://clutchmagonline.com/2011/10/nightline-probes-black-womens-love-lives-again/

discuss...
that's all...

coffee thought...

au bon pain... pain be the operative word here.

as in mondays are just a pain in the arse..

that's all...

there's no place like...red nail polish?

ruby red huh?

today it is my "there's no place like home" nails... sparkly shiny & red.

the color is actually from O.P.I called 'getting ms. piggy with it' a featured collection in anticipation of the upcoming new Muppet Movie *out this Thanksgiving*. They have other colors like rainbow connection & something about gonzo but all this ms. piggy diva red speaks to me (let alone that that pig character alone spoke to me all my childhood & beyond years- she has a divine swine power)

anywho, since the other mani was chipping, I decided to cover it up with this red joint.

A little snazzy for a friday at work but oh well.

[this nail poilsh report is my way of saying aint shyt else going on that I care to write about so here you have it...]

coffee thought...

Coffee should be required drinking in the mornings-

It would make the world a better place.

that's all.

Elephant

Coming from PT on Tuesday, I happen to notice this elephant doing a trunk-stand in Union Sq. NYC. Of all the times I have walked thru this part of town (weekly) I have never noticed this.

What else in life have I 'walked past and not noticed?'

just random thoughts...

coffee thought

being a bean...

New nails (got a mani & pedi over the weekend)  and thinking coffee- today I used one of the K-cup packs that appear on my desk...
thoughts?
why doesn't nail polish last longer than 2-3 days tops-- I mean no matter what you do (unless you have on some fake nails and that lasts for weeks)
it is something (other than using permanent marker) I need to invest in...
that's all...

Have you ever met someone who just wants to be contrary for no reason? Honery As indignant can be. Someone that always finds fault with the way the world works, the way the world is not working for them and pretty much the way of the world. It is maddening to have to deal everyday with this attitude and can seriously have an effect on your attitude.

Have you ever met someone who just wants to be contrary for no reason? Honery As indignant can be. Someone that always finds fault with the way the world works, the way the world is not working for them and pretty much the way of the world. It is maddening to have to deal everyday with this attitude and can seriously have an effect on your attitude.
Let's examine some people that may be like that: we shall start with jealous girlfriends, coworkers and family.
Jealous girlfriends; they start off as friends greatgal pals who claim to be there or you and down for your best interest.. He'll y'all got many an interest in the same things. Well life happened here and there

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Sunday night

This (11:17 pm) Sunday night time ritual of mines goes something like this:
Finish watching the news
Place dishes in the sink (sometimes wash said dishes)
Drink 6 oz of water- I tried for a full 8 it ain't happen
Go to bed
Close eyes
Stay up thinking about all the things you have to accomplish this week-specifically tomorrow in your head and promptly get overwhelmed.
Open eyes
Think
Worry
Repeat

Yeah so it goes...

all about eve

I saw this movie this weekend in my "all about me" moment- basically I did nothing but sleep, eat and sleep some more this Saturday. I didn't set foot outside. I didn't set foot in a shower. I didn't even care. Felt good.
So, All about eve is just one of the wonderful movies of Bette Davis...
and filled with equally amusing quotes...

Margo Channing: Funny business, a woman's career - the things you drop on your way up the ladder so you can move faster. You forget you'll need them again when you get back to being a woman. That's one career all females have in common, whether we like it or not: being a woman. Sooner or later, we've got to work at it, no matter how many other careers we've had or wanted. And in the last analysis, nothing's any good unless you can look up just before dinner or turn around in bed, and there he is. Without that, you're not a woman. You're something with a French provincial office or a book full of clippings, but you're not a woman. Slow curtain, the end. <---hmmm let's think about that one in the modern day trappings of what I & alot of other folks my age are speaking about...


Margo Channing: Fasten your seatbelts, it's going to be a bumpy night!

Margo Channing: I detest cheap sentiment.

Bill Sampson: Outside of a bee hive Margo, your behavior would not be considered either Queenly or Motherly.
Margo Channing: You are in a beehive, pal. Didn't you know? We are all busy little bees, full of stings, making honey day and night. Aren't we honey?


there are so many more...but I'll leave you to ponder those...this movie= genius of its time.

Travels

Rescue mission

That is what I feel I am constantly on in terms of the folks in my life. Some days I don't know if I should have endeavored to be a firefighter or some EMT type person cause the amount of search and rescue I do (not inclusive of my soul) makes me weary.

Maybe that is why I am here- to extend myself in a way that test the measure of myself or the weight of love I can give or receive. Maybe it is a little test I am constantly giving to myself - with no real reason or achievement at the end... and so I continue to socially pass myself to a higher class meanwhile never really realizing the lessons I should have learned in kindergarten.

Sad is this social promotion stuff.

Anywho...bro #3 had to step into fatherhood in the hugest of ways yesterday... raising kids today ain't what it used to be. I being the consistently good person that I am drove him to Philly (2x in a month is waaaayyyy to much PA for me)  to keep him out of jail (his car had a nail in the tire, no working windshield wipers, a tremendous rattling sound and he has an expired license- picture that on the NJ turnpike.) Dealing with family issues, bullying issues, parenting skills etc is a delicate task.  I successfully diffused a situation with his kids mother and we basically took the kids to NY. Yup. So now he has to enroll them in school ASAP and start court proceedings.  We shall see how this village comes together for his kids.
And I happen to procure a cheese steak for myself and bro #2 ...hope he knows he paying me back.

No dough

"I am having an out of money experience" - tee shirt I considered purchasing but thought better of it seeing as how that would really put me in the red.

coffee thought

appley juicceee

Today no java just apple juice since we are apparently experiencing some kind of heat wave

 complete with the past gorgeous weekend of 80+ degree weather.

apparently this global warming/ tropical like weather ain't so bad...for now.

that's all...

no driving

What happens when you park your car and someone who apparently cannot turn a corner takes the corner and smashes into your car (not my car...but someones car) hard enough to knock it on the sidewalk and under the scaffold (which has been on the school across the street from me since birth) and then they leave a note talking bout 'sorry'.

...really?

coffee thought...

nails today...

well folks, we have made it to friday

(yay!)

think about all the things

 you set out to accomplish Monday--

how many of them did you

actually accomplish?

(staying alive counts as 1)

you did it.

Now-- what's up for the weekend?

I got my party nails on

and my McCafe ready to go!

that's all...

Books-this that I know.



you should guess the title of this book!



For those that know me know that I abhor taking NYC taxi cabs. I am not a fan and I do not appreciate the way they drive (when I am driving in NYC) nor do I appreciate the way they drive when I am walking (anywhere in the NY Metro Area). Add to that  I don't like the fact that they won't go to the BX anytime unless I hail them from the airport after a lovely vacation and STILL they try to get me for extra money (one dude had the nerve to ask me for toll money for his trip back- I said take it out your tip). That is SO not cool and racist and discriminatory towards us who cannot live in the upper echelon of society (AKA Manhattan). Anywho, I do not like them-' cept for when I need one to take men the hell out of where I am to try to get home expediently.

Where was I leaving from in such a rush to actually be able to take one of these cheese yella demons outta there? Somewhere called bluestockings bookstore. Back story- long crazy hard day at work complete with evaluations of employees that literally drained my soul- needed drinks and food & we (Beks and I) met for some company we chatted drank a couple margaritas & had a few $1.00 tacos and she was social-working me with the questions of the day. We were also checking out a theory of hers and having good laughs - any who the topic of sex came up (of course) and lack thereof for some of us... Well to stave off any craziness we went to this  cute cupcake shoppe where there were a wonderful array of sweetness and treats. Trouble? They had no chance - Strawberry cupcake for she and Pumpkin one for me (yes that good)-- we determined I am a cupcake whore. Hopefully there is a support group for that (where they provide great coffee--- anywho)

We went to this "Spotlight: Empowerment through Art!" thing at the Bluestockings Bookstore. We slid into the back & proceeded to watch someone shimmy with cut out pictures of Presidents on they breast, Clinton on her _ _ _ _, and gold glitter being sprinkled above her. <--- can you see my face? thought so...

Soooooooo was not ready for that.

As we listened to folks errr artists say shit errr perform I glance over to read book titles (hey we in a bookstore!) while Beks decides to read a book -I think she was reading the female orgasm & you...maybe not...anywho where was I?? OH yeah-- the performance and discussion of the folks. Right. I distinctly remember hearing someone on stage saying "it was wet and I sat on him and remembered being a female..." mind gone again... thinking about how to google map my way home. Turns out I would need to take 3 trains and 1 bus. Yay for the unlimited metrocard. Suffice it to say good thing nature called Beks dying phone as we upped and bounced. OK I upped and bounced but I mean there is but so much I can take. Maybe I am not as 'open' to the arts as I think I am - eh who knows. not my cup of tea.

Which brings me back to the cab. I hoped in the cab and got to 86th street while enjoying the lovely views of night-time NYC and thought, wow. Bright lights, big city. One could get lost here. One could get lost...
Anywho I vowed to read more and maybe will have to pick up one of them books we checked out that night.
[ <3 the Adventures w/ Beks-- they would make a great story- fiction of course ;)]

Thoughts tonight

The meet of my thighs
The secret tunnel
A sticky end
Nice girls naughty sex
Obsessed
The ethical slut
Bottoms up
Harmful to minors
Opening up
The sweetest kiss
Forbidden
Sweet confessions
Bitten
Please
Longing lust love
Carnal sacrifices
Orgasmic truth

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coffee thought...

sometimes you get what you paid for...and sometimes you are still paying for what you got.

that's all...

Steve Jobs (1955-2011)

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”

- Steve Jobs (1955-2011)

Oh to philly we go

Road tripping with Beks... decided we would take a drive to the great city of 'brotherly love' Philadelphia PA to grab a cheesesteaks (my reasoning) and for her to visit her hometown (her reasoning). Well we drove down enjoying the beauty of the day- all is good as we chatted on life and lies and the decisions we made. Specifically where she will move to and where I am moving to (not physically yet but emotionally, mentally etc etc). We keeps it moving.


historical stuff



we decide oh, we need to do something cultural- she always wanted to go to the Mutters museum and I am game (not knowing what a mutter is but thinking hey why not) we figure it out and head all in.

Fast forward to the Mutter's museum- oh goodness this place was definitely a trial of the wills and the temperament of the stomach. This place was DIFFERENT. DIFFERENT as in be prepared for what you shall see different. You see the Mutters museum is a requisite stop for all those who would be medically inclined and not inclined to loose their lunch seeing bodies. deceased. diseased and decrepit. I mean it was definitely something for the C.S.I person in all of us- basically showing the intricate details of things such a the affects of elephantiasis and dwarfism on bones & seeing how corsets affected a woman's rib cage and organs shifted to achieve the tiniest waist possible - apparently if you had a small waist you were wealthy cause you needed a chambermaid to lace up the thing to the tightest it could possibly be-- the less breathable the better. these things I can take-- i mean seeing a rib cage or some organs aint no thing aint no thing...

wait. there is more.

the part(s) of the museum that truly disturbed me (and beks cause apparently nausea set in) was seeing the instruments used to perform rudimentary abortions warning this will be graphic- they take what can only be described as a long corkscrew and send it up THERE to pierce said baby skull and I assume dredge out the remaining bits & forceps to deliver a baby and other unmentionables that i will not mention cause I will loose my lunch even today...

Breathe. What did I learn?

• modern science is truly a miracle- I mean this museum was created to assist in medical research and education. all in the name of science.
• there is a difference between an idiot and an imbecile. (according to the skulls in the museum-- I am sure further research is required on my part to discern using the terms interchangeably)
• yes, that was a human colon that was there. a 9 ft long human colon (sorry beks)

and despite my motto of 'try everything twice' there are definitely somethings FOR SURE that you only have to do once to know that was more than enough.

Beks taking a breather

coffee thought...

I. Could really get used to this iPad business.

that's all
 
sent from the iPad that was 'borrowed' from the OFA