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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Fickle Flower

fickle:
–adjective 1. likely to change, esp. due to caprice, irresolution, or instability; casually changeable: fickle weather.


Why do we pretend to be who we want to be? Come on, we all want everyone to love us...but why? Don't you think that means "fitting in with society?" Life shouldn't run you down and you shouldn't be fake. People change like the seasons...we all need to discover the question "why."

You learn from your mistakes, but you have to live them not be TOLD how to avoid them....

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Mixing Isn't Just for Drinks....

(Inspired by Lil Billy)

What are your thoughts on our Country verses China/Africa/etc.??? As we sit around and contemplate why the good ole U.S. of A. has so many issues, Mr. McGee states that we are a country of a lot of different people. Mixers is the term we will use. Why is it when you go to China you only see a Chinese with a Chinese? On a side note, if the Chinese eat so much rice, why are they so dern skinny? When you visit Mexico, Mexicans are with Mexicans..and so forth. Well as we have been enlightened by tonights conversation, we have quite a few "mixers" in USA. Nothing is wrong with finding love or being a free country, but I am begining to believe "mixing" may be the core reason we are a target for concern. We welcome everyone with open arms who in turn take advantage. To a certain extent. Instead of USA, lets now refer to our country as "The Melting Pot." A little of this and a little of that all scattered about. We should be uniformed and organized, the way we want our personal & work life to be.

Honestly, however you fancy your ordeal life to be is how it should be. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion with the understanding that all humans have one. Opinions are like ass holes. It is respecting each other and their beliefs. That right there is what we must learn and the R-E-S-P-E-C-T, "find out what it means to me" (and you) before we judge.

Back to the controversey, only we can make a difference. "Stick together as people," Lil Billy. He, Lil Billy, will be the next greatist philosoper of all times...well, one that really makes you think.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Inglorious

No one struggles in your web.

Why Do They Always Put Holes In Crackers?

...Who is "they?" If you soak a rasin in water will it go back to being a grape? Why does a round pizza come in a square box? Where do you get your sense of direction and how do you know when you aren't making the "wrong" decision? Do you go with your heart of your gut? I mean now a-days with fast food everyone's gut is getting pretty big, but seriously...how do you know when you are making the right decision? Who cares as long as you can feel it's right. Why have to or feel the need to explain ones self? Go for what you want. NOW.

It is all good when you let it go...be yourself and let it flow. You wont ever realize how far you can get until you let go of being "comfortable." Stability is not everything that it seems. Take that chance and walk away, to DO things...Grab it and hold on to what it is you want, your dreams and goals...DO THINGS!!!! MAKE IT HAPPEN! Only YOU have the power. Live your life to the fullest.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Rock Pearls Straight Out the Oyster

I want more than I can take...until I start to ache. Bite more than you can chew and chew as fast as you can, says my personal horoscope profile. After the work hours, the morning still comes, but if you turn out the light....follow me and see all my dreams. The world IS quite what it seems. (Natalie Furtado) This girl, moi, is a "fickle flower" and is "searching for things she can not find. Running and running, catch up with me life." What are you in search of? The question of the day has been how old I am and why am I still single. What is single? I have a job that I'm married to, a wonderful family and 1 best friend that I have dedicated all my life and heart to. It may not be that picket fence story, but it's MY fairy tale. I could change, but I'm dancing to a different beat. Being different will never fail you since there are no foot steps to follow in. Find your own way just like you find your own beat and 2 step to your favorite song. Make an impression on not only your life, but someone elses.

You know when you call a place of business and on the other end you can sense that uneasy/hate my job feeling? Well, when you pick up the phone...look in the mirror and smile. The receiver will feel it and "see" it.

Have you final say...that is your opinion. It's the perfect, ultimate fight for me. You say "No" and "Don't fail...." makes me succeed that much more. Comments like that do get to me, but karma is so beautiful. In fact, I'm thinking of giving that name to my baby girl.

Rock out with no doubts...straight out the oyster. Tear the rearview mirror out and don't look back. Do your thing, YOUR way.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Is this mic on?

Better yet, where has my time gone? Oh, now I remember...moving, new job and picking back up the pieces to this so called life. "Never play leap frog with a unicorn." And have some faith.
A little confidence goes a long way. So does getting away from poison. In the words of Monica, "don't tell me a lie, tell me the truth." Take it how you want it. MJ said, "live your life and be responsible..." Keep that head up-

I guess this post is vague, but that's the best thing about an imagination and "what if's" of life. Take it how it best fits with you. Damn, I feel like my Daddy. Preaching. Having Daddy/Daughter dinner night, it made me think...for 3 days. (I take that back because I have a million trillion thoughts going thru my head every milli second.) He mentioned an event from the past that I never thought he knew about- still don't know how to react or respond. What I do know is that I will forever be thankful of the life that has been chosen for me. Where ever it has been and what it holds for me in the future. Great family, great family and I wake up everyday ready to tackle what is in store for me at every given moment. Doors opening are nothing but opportunities....MADE and PUT IN FRONT OF YOU FOR A REASON. Its your choice to take it or leave it. Change is scary, but wouldn't you regret if you never took a chance? Maybe not regret, but gahlee...BO-RINGGGG!

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

wanna play?

Can someone tell me what it takes to be accepted? Better yet how you feel that everyone accepts you? That is the biggest joke. There are over 4 BILLION humans on this Earth...if everyone accepts, I would like to make an ass out of you and me and assume you play every card you are dealt to the fullest. Not everyone gets along with everyone, unless you are unique like me of course...but when do you make the final decision you aren't scared to "throw it under the bus" and "wash your hands" of a past experience? A wonderful, great, opened many a door, made a "2nd family," hate to go so much you've been in tears for hours over it...
Being a push over is like having a softer side, being a bitch is being strong and standing up for yourself and beliefs or what you know is right...life is NOT a rehearsal nor a test. You get one and no one should settle.
I repeat; THIS IS NOT A TEST.
*Love with no hands (no comment other than hands=judgment)
*Run from negativity and people you attempt to make happy and happy EVERYDAY. They take your butterflies and spark away after a while.
*Promises can always be broken. If not call Judge Judy and she may can help. LMFAO.
*if you don't speak your mind.......you will......
ERUPT!
Its vomit of the mouth! Be loved and if you are hated don't have a care or worry. There is no guarantee and you will have everything you need at your fingertips...just know when to accept and use the resources. Karma is a bitch. You can only treat or know the way you wanna be treated. Live the one and only life you have.
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Monday, November 30, 2009

Things Are Not Always What They Seem


....Even when you ask. This Thanksgiving was wonderful! We laughed, we cried and we laughed so much it made us all cry! Since Oprah is going to no longer be apart of day-time television, Dakota and I are going to pitch our new reality show called "Do it like the Dawson's." I really think it will be a winner...

So, besides the tears and backaches from laughing...there were pranks and all at my cost. Mommy got some cheese pick things for her birthday (the steaks you stick in the blocks of cheese to differentiate what "flavor" each is). Well, notice the picture above. Does that one triangle shape say cheddar or do am I totally spaced out? I even ASKED my Mother and she said in fact it WAS cheddar. Needless to say I'm a cheese freak especially when it comes to CHEDDAR. Everyone is sitting around the table discussing random thoughts as we are all picking leftovers off each others plates. There were chunks of cheese, but no crackers on my plate and I was too stuffed to even try and consume that yummy cheddar cheese since I already ate half the block anyway. Nana proceeds to ask if the PARMESAN cheese was any good...PARMESAN CHEESE???? PARMESAN CHEESE?! DO WHAT? Yeah, I ate Parmesan cheese, a whole block of it thinking it was cheddar...I look over at Mommy with this eat shit and die look and ask why she lied to me. She replied, "I didn't have a pick that said Parmesan." On the other hand, I ASKED her to reassure myself since the texture was different and she lied to me!!! UGH!

Friday, November 20, 2009

Holler @ Chalie Boy

These new lyricists amaze me with their choice in music videos and not to mention what they actually spit to the beats they produce..but this song right cher makes me wanna get up and dance!

Dreamer Disease

"Dream is a semi-conscious state where we have absolutely no control over our thoughts and expressions (unless we master lucid dreaming). Did you know that most of us spend six years or more of our lifetime dreaming? Research proves that all of us dream at least twice or more in our sleep though we may not remember when we get up. In 5 minutes of waking, half of our dream is forgotten and within 10 minutes, almost all dreams are forgotten. People who are blind from birth too dream. It is just that the dreams of these individuals are formed by other sense such as the touch, smell, sound and taste. During roman era some dreams were even discussed and interpreted in the senate as the dream was considered to be a God sent message for the mankind. Lucid dreams are considered those dreams where person can take full or partial control of their dreams. Most important fact in order to be aware that we are dreaming is practice. Writing down and keeping track of your dreams is very important. Second thing is noticing signs or triggers that can help us stay aware that we are in dreaming state. Once we start dreaming lucidly we could control the imaginary experiences in the dream environment. This is extremely important for people that have nightmares. Interesting facts is that our body is paralyzed during our sleep probably to prevent the body from acting out dreams." (http://www.interestingfacts.org/fact/dream-facts)

Saturday, November 7, 2009

KatieLand ..stay tuned for a remix...

Where shall I begin on this piece of God's creation? We shall not refer to her as a human nor an alien, but a masterpiece. This work of art is so very unfamiliar yet familiar in the sense of a canvas painted by Picasso. From far away it looks constructive and well thought out, but when you step up close and examine it's a mess. Not negative, a mess meaning here and there...like what the hell, you don't know what to expect. Like BLAM! WHOOSH! You can't throw this thang in the bag, sorry Fabolous.

There is only one thing that keeps me from breaking her in half, the fact that I couldn't be sane and have two of her around. With that being said, I can not deny how much I love her and how much she means to me. This is the Peanut Butter to my Jelly, the Batman to my Robin, the BB gun to my holster, the Patrick to my SpongeBob and the flush to my toilet. Better yet, the crunch to my Dorito. Like Lucy must do to Ricky Ricardo, let me 'splain...

Her breath is like cinnamon which can counter act with fatigue and boredom. "This can interfere with concentration, but keeping the mind stimulated can increase productivity and focus." For a boost during the day all you need is some KT. The conversations between us sometimes must be decoded by the Pirates Dictionary. Words and thoughts that we share, only her and I can understand which is the basis upon this long lasting friendship. Why when she speaks it makes you speechless. That's because she speaks the truth. If you walked out the door with a donkey mask on looking like an ass, no pun intended, she would make you feel like a million dollar bill. No lie, been there and sat on the sidewalk for 2 hours with a roadie in my sippy cup. (Ok, pretend I wasn't sloshed, I would have still taken her word that I looked FAB.) Let me add, she made a marvelous pig.

Lets put her as a play piece to board game...for example, a game of Monopoly is super boring beside the fact that you can play and buy whatever you want and hold the banker up at gunpoint and not go to jail. Like our moments painting the town red. We have so much fun together we don't realize the people around us are exhausted of our free entertainment, dancing our mexicano dances street-side and having our pinata Billy the Bad ass Bull as our DD. After all, no town can handle the both of us together, that is why the Mayor and all other political affiliates choose us to reside 30 miles outside of each other. It is until we give each other the look of, "I've had enough(of these fools not having as much fun as we are)" when we realize we have out done our welcome to the whole city. They say "Choosy Mom's choose JIF." Well Mom's around here choose Pimpin' and Weezy brand. Chunky and all natural with no honey added.

When it comes to candy, I'd say this creation can be compared to Sour Patch Kids. Yes, they are her best comparison candy wise. Sour on the outside and if you can stand it before you spit it out, you got the sweetness. LOL, then again what smart girl lets her true colors (or flavors) be shown right up front? Every new kid has another sour to go thru before you can have the sugar again! Mama didn't raise no fool! Trust. Somewhat like a Now-n-Later, although if you want her now you can't have her later. KT will hand out that pink slip.

How about the weather? Is that thunder? is that rain? No way...it's a damn rainbow! An abundance of pure colorfulness that will brighten up anyones day. There is not one negative ounce of hatered in this masterpieces body. To end this blog or short story on my best friend, that is what attracts everyone to her. It's a shame she has to shake sticks at humans to get them off of her, but you must go thru the application and background check to be apart of her life. Rain is always a necessity to bring new blooming flowers or fresh meat around, but this chick has an extensive collection of rainboots and loves to dance. Like Beyonce, with the booty, she was created for a special purpose...to be and prove that there are real and true friends out there.

My Pimpin' is my heart and she is the best support bra a girl could ask for. Here is to you Katie "Pimpin' is Easy" Lunden, you my ride or die chick and if it weren't for you I don't know how I would make it to the bottom of my bottomless glass! You moving here or am I going to have Mommy sand up some adult bunkbeds to be transfered to Greenville?

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Resolution? Contribution?

Don't you think that contributions make resolutions? I guess coming up with what you want resolved before you ask or make contributions is key...then again that's thinking inside the box while everyone else is thinking outside the box.
This particular blog won't get very far in my thought process since this mind of mine has clocked out for the evening. Well, at least clocked out on having any kind of "serious, prove Jessica's point thought process."
Let's just start with a telephono convo that just ended between my ex-roomie, aka handsome thang, best friend and the most important title he has, Daddy. Someone, asshole neighbors as I have been refering to them as, set up a TRAP with bones and meat to catch my furry children only to call the animal pound to pick them up. WTH? Not to get to deep, but isn't that wrong? I'm crying, Daddy is mad and my poor baby Stella stayed in doggie jail for 2 nights until we found out where she was. Trapping is like stalking, its a crime.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

-ism

Sunday night on the couch watching Sex and the City is what it's all about. First thing s first, why must I always try to fight sleep? Is it because I'm scared to miss something or the fact that I hate the thought of doing absolutely nothing? That right there is going to be a whole other blog entry. So, back to my HBO evening...this episode is talking about, well what every Sex and the City is about...sex. How is it so easy for some to just meet and if not that second, but within days start mattress dancing? Not to mention the fact that this scenario may happen over and over with different dancers. Trust that I'm not judging on how many or how often someones monkey meets another banana. Whatever
floats your boat, this is your life and a free country. Do what pleases you. These ladies and their "tv" lives are quite intriguing. From being social to living in the city that never sleeps to being strong and independent women with the best of friends always for one another thru ups and downs. Are they going to have auditions for a 5th sista?

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

If it ain't broke, don't fix it

But if it is broke, it can be fixed! Don't let youself get in the way. Time doesn't heal all, but staying positive is key. There are always options and alternatives to the dark side of life. I hate to say or better yet hear the word "no," but dern, sometimes ya gotta face it and pick up the pieces. Yeah, if I find a shoe that is absolutely breath taking there's no doubt if it fits my arse is getting it in every color.

Monday, October 26, 2009

After All

"Every road is winding" sometimes straigt for a mile or so with left and right turns, maybe even a few forks along the way. Drive the path that you wish to take with your heart and/or mind. Use the confidence within yourself. Things may not turn out the way you have planned nor what you have hoped for, but in the end it the outcome is made for you. We all have control of our destiny. Generally speaking. Everyone knows right from wrong and if you decide to take that unknown turn to only hit a few pot holes and go over speed bumps, everything will eventually be a-ok. IF allowed.
Life wouldn't be interesting if no one ever made mistakes. All we need to do is learn from them. Heartbreaks and broken promises are apart of life. Along with the hope of a better tomorrow. One of the main topics I avoid discussing is religion. Everyone has a right to their own belief as well as opinion. Right along with your choice of same sex marriage, if you don't agree then don't have one. Love is love in every shape and form. I'm wanting everyone to just believe in themselves. Only we know what we want and need and it's up to us to begin in making it happen. If you don't think you can, you can not. Think about The Little Engine That COULD...and he DID! It is that easy, tough, but just believe in yourself. "I think I can, I think I can. I know I can!"

Friday, October 23, 2009

I have no iDEER

Ya know the more everyone reproduces the less land we have for natures fine friends. All the new subdivisions, having 4 drug stores within walking distance (very unecessary), Wal-Marts 15 minutes apart...where exactly are the birds and bee's moving to? We wonder why deer don't cross the road at the "Deer Crossing" signs. We tear down their lair and place of rest making these beautiful, yet yummy, 4 leggers move constantly. Poor deers proly getting confused having to truck it to new lands. Just a thought. Besides aliens and humans, we aren't the only children of Mother Nature. Sheesh.

On another note, trees produce oxygen right? If we keep tearing forests down, how we gonna breathe? An oxygen tank will never be able to be refilled and on another note- oxygen is one of the 2 most crucial ingredients to make beer. Simmer on that people!

Horoscope or Horrorscope?

I must laugh at myself for actually reading these. Every morning I receive 2 e-mails from 2 different websites on what to "expect" for the day. I like to think of it as a reflection period to where I'm going to plan my attack on what the day shoots in my direction. These bad boys are so on point it's ridiculous! Today's said something along the lines of save my money and not to go blow it shopping..It started getting a little blurry as I continued to read, blame it on the phone reception (that's my story and I'm sticking to it!). Anyhoo, today is payday which includes our rather large bonus for kicking butt at assisting the public on making their new home here at Pavilion Towers Apartments...well, lets say that the plan has been to go to Charlotte and drop some dough on new rags. Should I listen to that HORRORscope? I think not..or maybe I will push this overdue shopping adventure until tomorrow.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

my FaceBook friend couldn't have posted this @ a more perfect time:

is wondering why people can be controlling and not know it? How can you help others but not yourself? Maybe you need a new method...if at first you don't succeed...try try again. If that doesn't work try a new approach. Everyone doesn't receive the same way..........

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Say Whaaaaat?

If dogs could speak, I wonder what they would say? If someone couldn't taste the food they were consuming, I bet the first time that person had a party in their mouth those taste buds would be outta commission for good. Or how about a bird, a talking bird, do they know the words they are being taught to skwak?
These furry children of mine live the life. As I sit on the couch for Daddy Date Night watching Penn State whoop Minnesota's butt, these girls are sprawled out all over the couch. Stella is an attention hog that stomps anyone in her way to get a pat on the back while Trouble just cries for attention and wants you to come to her. Since I've moved to the floor with these 2 while Daddy is yelling at the tv with the remote in his hand, I feel like maybe I should act like my furry childern to get his attention...LOL. Back to the question though, what would a dog do, or say if they could speak? My 2 furry children don't have to do or say anything. They get what they want. They aren't bad, just spoiled rotten!

Kissing the Clouds

It's too late to drag the past out...or by late, I mean too early and by to early and late together I mean I'm going to leave it out of this one. "Love is a high and low...you enter and then make me cold." I wonder what it's like to go into something so completely new and not think the past will eventually arise again?

Friday, October 16, 2009

isthisreallyhappening?



It's so funny how you can sit around and just think, then all of a sudden a song comes on...and it's EXACTLY what was just going thru your head. Is that a coincidence?

you make me wanna...

...hit the delete button. Take it like a lady and come to the realization that you are the only one that is still living in the past. Why do you think there is no "relationship" or "conversation?" You can say or think anything you wish, but I like to believe you are crazy. Then again, it's in the e-mails you write. No dice babe, my sisters and I stand strong against this storm you continuously TRY to create. I wake up every morning prepared with rainboots and my umbrella...bring on the rain so I can stomp in them puddles!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

I stole this, I just couldn't resist...

Here are the rules:


1. You Can Only Use One Word.

2. Pass this along to 6 of your favorite bloggers


Disclaimer: some are too hard with just one word.
The Fun Part:


1. Where is your cell phone? DESK.
2. Your hair? CURLY.
3. Your mother? AMAZING.
4. Your father? FARTS.
5. Your favorite food? DORITOS.
6. Your dream last night? SNAKES.
7. Your favorite drink? VODKA.
8. Your dream/goal? TOFILLMYBRAINWITHASMUCHUSELESSKNOWLEDGEASPOSSIBLE.
9. What room are you in? OFFICE.
10. Your hobby? WRITING.
11. Your fear? NOTBEINGABLETOLAUGH.
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? HAPPVILLE.
13. Where were you last night? PORCHSITTING.
14. Something that you aren't? PRISSY.
15. Muffins? TOP.
16. Wish list item? CHAUFFEUR.
17. Where did you grow up? NEVERNEVERLAND.
18. Last thing you did? POOTED.
19. What are you wearing? RAINBOOTS.
20. Your TV? FLAT.
21. Your pets? FURRYCHILDREN.
22. Friends? SISTERS.
23. Your life? MARVELOUS.
24. Your mood? INSPIRED.
25. Missing someone? EVERYDAY.
26. Vehicle? TRUCK.
27. Something you're not wearing? DEODORANT.
28. Your favorite store? WAL-MART.
29. Your favorite color? BLUE.
30. When was the last time you laughed? NOW.
31. Last time you cried? YESTERDAY.
32. Your best friend? MOMMY.
33. One place that I go to over and over? MEXICO.
34. One person who emails me regularly? ASTROLOGY.COM
35. Favorite place to eat? HOME.

Monday, October 12, 2009

112 "Cupid"

As I roll over to shut the light off, this amazingly beautiful ear snack comes on..."When I ask you to trust me, that doesn't mean I'm going to cheat on you." The very first time I heard this song and actually listend to the lyrics, I fell in love...I fell in love with love. "Cupid doesn't lie...love doesn't lie...Lord knows..True love" and "unless you give it a try" you'll never know.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

forte smorte

Who says I can't cook? Give this girl a glass or 3 of wine and I'm sure I could change the oil in my truck! A bestie best friend of mine, who I refer to as Pimpin', called me at 3 am just to say hello cause she was "bored." Anyhoo, as she proceeded to tell me the ingredients I needed to make french toast (gross in every way possible, that's just the only meal-ish thing I had all the supplies for) my taste buds were screaming for a potato. Needless to say I don't have a microwave and the patience level of a 4 year old in Toys-R-Us...I decide to chippity chop this potato into bite size pieces and saute in a pan with some kind of oil my Mom says is healthy. (LOL.) As I walk in the front door after work- man, this place has a stench of a fry cookery. Of course on the other end of my telephone call is Pimpin' herself has the idea to tell any company that may come over that I have taken a part-time job at McDonalds being a fry cook. YES! That will explain everything with no questions asked! And who says Pimpin' ain't easy?!

Friday, September 18, 2009

very true, yet very sad

Heartbreak brings inspiration. New beginnings and outlooks often begin with a rough ending. Man, I sound like a sap tonight. Tmrw is a brand new day and so like totally ready for it to be here!

What is a Friday Night?!

As I lay on my couch sipping on an iced brewski while testing the batteries in the t.v. remote, I begin to wonder...On my typical Friday night you can find me doing the same damn thing I'm doing tonight (minus the beer). Tonight I'm just a little stressed and have a few things on my mind. 1 being this question: Why is it such an awful thing to be single? The automatic assumption is phrased as, "well what's wrong with you." I recently had a long convo with one of my BF's where she mentioned that she was ready for a relationship. Being single or more appropriately, out of a SERIOUS relationship for 2 years now, why all of a sudden am I wanting to get back out there? I'm perfectly content doing my own thing. Why did our convo all of a sudden make me feel that I'm missing out? My friends, my job, most of all my fam is my life. A partner to me makes me feel like I have someone else to cater to...does this make sense? Sure I want someone to be sitting here with me this very moment to laugh and talk to, then again...life is a playground and I just wanna play. (Not sexually, too many diseases out there) I want someone to be honest and share the same views that a relationship should consist of. Chivalry isn't dead and I'll be damned if I'm going to settle for less than how Daddy and Papa treat(ed) me. I don't have time to teach you how to treat me nor do I have the patience to wait for you to cheat or lie...I can make myself happy. I'm not asking for someone perfect, just someone worth it. Until then, this SWF is enjoying every millisecond of her absolutely marvelous life!

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

It's What You Make It

Life or better yet PEOPLE can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare. Any song can be interpreted many ways by each individual...this one song has my mind wheels spinning...
Scenario- a bully at school and a weakling. Obviously nobody wants to be shoved into a locker and get their lunch $ stolen out their pockets...bit at that age, you give in. The older you get the more you should voice your opinion. There is no right or wrong, its how you feel, what you see and most importantly what you want...why (the age old question) do you keep a 'friendship' with someone that puts you down? THEN be scared to stand up for yourself and loose the true people that are there no matter what. Seeing and believing the good in people is my weakness. Too bad helping and wanting better for friends hurts me in the end. Talk about taking a bite out of crime, just bite me in the ass. I can see right thru you, misery loves company and I'm definitely not getting in the car to that party. Help yourself cause in the end, you're going to be the only one there.

Monday, August 31, 2009

I Need Your Help

Help me help others in taking the first steps to Breast Cancer Research by walking October 3rd, 2009 at Finlay Park 9am or donating by clicking on the link below. This charity is something that truly touches my heart. I'm amazed that I have already reached my goal of $1000 in only 4 days, but I get tears in my eyes more so the past few years I have attended after my beautiful Mother was diagnosed. The 3 miles throughout downtown is covered with people who are walking to support loved ones who have passed, survived or on a side of a friend for support. It gives me chill bumps just thinking back and remembering how each and every year more and more people come out to support this awful cancer! Every year men (yes, men) and women that are diagnosed can ultimately come to a hault with all of our help in donating towards research funds. Any little bit helps and with times being tough, just keep everyone in your thoughts and prayers! SAVE THE TA-TA's!

http://events.foundation.palmettohealth.org/netcommunity/paviliontowersapartments

Sunday, August 30, 2009

'Round Da Tick Tock

Living, working and playing happens all in one spot for me. At times it's a great thing and at times, well, it is very stinky. Then again I feel that I definitely do my job...in and out the office. Working has introduced me to many different people and most who I consider to become or already have become somewhat friends of mine! What a wonderful community I workliveplay in!

Friday, August 28, 2009

The Dictionary Lies

Honestly, I severely suffer from mixing the true definitions of words and making up my own vocabulary. Doctors say its similar to the other disease I carry of confusing the infinite amount of moolah I wish I had to the true amount typed in bold print on my bank statement. Then again, I refer to that envelope as 'junk mail.' So, as I was saying before that brain fart interrupted me, meanings of words...Merriam Webster. Who is shim? The word 'con' means fake, right? Take the word 'constipation,' fake shit? Please enlighten me. 1. On why someone would want to feel like they have to do the deed, but can't? Better yet, 2. Why would someone fake it? I mean I go to the bathroom with my phone to catch up on socializing at the same time I catch up on socializing. That's not faking...
On the other hand, what would happen if Mis/r. Webster misspelled a word? How do we know? Since I'm a leader and not a follower, I'd like to announce The Awesome Dawson Dictionary will be in stores 2099 right beside the followers edition, aka, every other dictionary. If you'd like to be first up for grabs you can leave a comment with your credit card number and a name and address where I can send a thank you card for helping me achieve my bank account bottomless amount.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Somethings Never Get Old...

...but they sure do start with new people. It takes 30 seconds to make a first impression on a potential friend, prospect, or any one person in general. In our place of business we strive to make everyone feel comfortable and wanted the second they step foot in our door. Our goal is to UNDERSTAND their wants and needs. That should be the norm in any and every place of business. I also believe that is the building block to relationships whether it be a friendship or the lovey-dovey kind. There are bound to be people that may not let you in, those that are fast to jump in or those that really aren't worth the effort. I'm not a fan of belittling someone because you feel you are better. Who the &*%@ are you to think you are better? I'm sorry, but only God can judge. Also, negativity, didn't your Mommy ever tell you to if you don't have anything nice to say then don't say anything at all? There is nothing I hate more than seeing someone cry or people trying to changing who they are (personality wise) to please another. Be you! It's amazing how many friends come to me upset cause they think they did something wrong because so and so won't talk to them or dumped them or didn't pick up the phone all 543 times they called in an hour. If they don't like you then tough kitties! Get over it! There are more important things going on in this world to worry about something so petty. Don't waste the energy. Be concerned about where our health care system is headed, about pollution in the air and if illegal dumping in rivers and oceans is going to hurt the fishes or if Meghan is really going to find her millionaire on that junk reality TV show! If you let the evilness and cruelty into your life, welp, it's your own damn fault! JUST SAY NO!

Friday, July 17, 2009

Hear Me Out

I have been mighty slack on my blogging lately, but I do have a few idears in mind on what is rumbling around in my head...
1. How come when you read, whether it be a shampoo bottle or your horoscope that was e-mailed to your phone, poo'ing is quicker?
2. Before my reality TV show hits the tube I want a real snazzy show name. Not like stage name, but title for this amazingly goofy show.
3. Every time I hear the song from Lion King "Can't wait to be King," my mood instantly changes to nothing but bliss.
4. Here is to all of my closest friends for getting to know me and still being my bud! I don't think I could be friends with me, too much cRaZYneSS!
5. Coke-a-Cola had cocaine in it back in the day that's why everyone was so addicted, I wonder if Doritos have the same effect on me?
6. How many miles can you get on 2 gallons of gas?
7. ....so many more, but I just had a brain fart.

25 & ALIVE

Everyone has a bright future, but me, well everything is always bright. So bright in fact, my sunglasses never come off. The sun is always shining & rising. As for some people their sun is ready to set, 24 hours a day. Believe you me, rough days are bitches, but be the bigger bitch and show that rough day who's boss. Lately it seems as though everyone I come in contact with is going having a hard time emotionally and mentally. It definitely puts a toll on your body as well as the others around you. Have you ever just wanted to pull a Jeanie with your hands indian-style, snap your head and blink your eyes to instantly fix whomevers worries? I do. It's not that easy, just like nothing in life is free. My role model is the most positive, inspirational, beautiful, flip-your-mood with the sound of her voice kinda woman. Not only are we best friends, we are a Mother-Daughter team. When she wakes up in the morning her mission for the day is to make a difference in something. Wether it be family, a friend, a neighbor, a cause...
Guess that is where I get it from. Yes, I am selfish when it comes to me. I keep my personal emotions and my heart under lock and key. It kicks me in the arse most of the time, but that is me and how I deal. Leave it alone. Numero uno is making everyone around me smile. We can't please everyone everyday. It's a whirlwind that just takes over, faster than a New York City minute, before we realize being TOO involved in others lives takes time away from "Me Time."
Trust that I enjoy and am honored to be the one, the ear, the shoulder to lean on- DO NOT get it twisted.
Knowing what is right or what is real has been a very difficult concept for me to grasp throughout life. In every aspect. With that being said, I do very much so believe and owe this wonderful, absolutely fabulous, never boring, always exciting and constantly changing life of mine to. Truly blessed indeed.
To make my last blabbing comment...someone that lacks confidence just places all their insecurities on you. When Friend Needy and Friend Makes-You-Doubt-Yourself walk in thru the door, run like hell. It has been a proven fact that your gut never lies. Don't doubt yourself, doubt everyone else. Happiness comes from within and only you can spread it to the outside. Stay true to yourself. I know what makes me happy and if you have a problem with the way I deal, act, ultimately who I am- the mat outside my door goes both ways. You were welcome to come into this maaaavelous world I live in and you are more than welcome to walk the hell out.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

TREZ the TRUTH





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Give In or Give it Back...

It's like returning a favor. Someone does a favor for you, how do you know what they want in return? If someone went to the store for you to grab a pack of ciggs, what do you expect them to do in return? Yard work? Key word in that sentance- "EXPECT." All favors aside, but wouldn't you rather do or give someone something without them expecting it or asking for it?

If someone gives you their heart, how do you know how to treat it? What do you do with it? How do you know how they want you to treat it?

There was no point to this blog, just a little something to ponder on.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

UnTied My Running Shoes

The biggest obstacle in life is yourself. If you have already predicted or "doomed" (as Mommy said) the situation at hand, why continue? What if you want it so, so, so terribly bad you can taste it? When I was younger and we lived in St. Louis, MO Nana used to come visit us quite frequently. Being the chef she is, she always TRIED to teach me how to cook and when I wasn't having it I HAD to watch. One Chef-Boyar-Nana lesson we were using the stove...you know the thing built into the counter with the round coils that turn red when they are super hot?! Yeah, Nana said "Now Jessica don't touch the eyes on the stove." A little explination as to WHY I shouldn't touch these eyes on the stove would've been nice...yep, my right hand had a spiral blister all up in the palm!
I won't get close to a dern hot red eye on a stove.

Point of this blog is (drum roll please)...

Who wants to re-live something painful?

We all know you can't change the past, but you have full control of the future. Not every situation is going to have the same ending and not every "friend" is going to treat you terribly. BUT, how do you know? Here is where the "dooming" comes in. If you think it and feel it, it is bound to happen. I was told this morning you have to give a little more as time passes...you can't live in fear of history repeating. Easier said than done. Well some days are easier than others. A.K.A. mixed signals.
Real Talk, NO MORE negative people, NO MORE excuses and absolutely no walking away. Gotta put the ole foot down. (Well baby steps...pinky promise).

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Is Inspired & Tired

If you were to look back on your life today, would you say your life was explosive or impulsive....like did it blow up in your face EXPLOSIVE(Mystikal style) or did you act on impulse to be left with that "OMG, no I didn't" feeling....

Monday, March 16, 2009

Just a sittin' by the Sea....

Do people really put letters in bottles and hope someone gets it on the other side of the ocean??? That would be the coolest thing ever! I used to have many pen-pals, but as I get older my days get more hectic. E-mails are much easier, but there is nothing like the feeling of pen hitting up paper. Every time I get a piece of mail with my name on it (NOT BILLS) I get over joyed! Just the other day one of my friends sent me a little "hello." How sweet, I mean 2 sentances is all it takes. Even though we talk thru e-mails and texts, he sent me a card to wish me a wonderful weekend! Talk about taking a second out of your busy day to drop a line!

Back to the topic at hand (I feel I write that alot), the message in a bottle...I want to do it! I want to be the sender. Should I wrap the bottle in bubble wrap? Will it sink? How about someone going to explore the bottom of the ocean and find all these bottles...They might be kinda upset thinking it might be a treasure map. That would be pretty darn awesome!

25 RanDoMS...

If everyone were to jump off a bridge I would too, with a bungee-cord of course!

Enjoy!

1. I do not live on this planet. Whenever Daddy wants me to listen, he starts with “Earth to Jessica.”

2. I have some really awful habits that I can’t seem to break. I chew over three 42oz cups of ice a day, I analyze EVERYTHING to the point I start to feel sick, if I don’t want to do something you bes believe it’s not going to happen, if you like Doritos as much as I do your best bet is to hide them or eat them before I see the bag.

3. I am always down to have a spitting or burping contest. If you think it’s gross, don’t participate.

4. When I grow up I want to…shucks who am I kidding, I’m never going to grow up.

5. My baby sister hates when I call her Midge, Boo-Boo, Nug or Munchkin. Her name is Dakota and that is what she wants me to call her. What is the fun in that? I LOVE YOU Booga-boo-boo-boooo-boo!

6. Mommy and I went shopping for hair color the other day at CVS. A certain brand happened to be BOGO (buy one, get one free). Considering my hair was short and only needed one box, it was pointless to purchase 2. As we stand there contemplating, Moms had the bright idea of going ahead with the BOGO…and coming back later to return the box we actually paid for and explaining to the cashier we used the “free” one. I would like to add that my Mother own a fart machine.

7. I have 3 baby girls and 1 little man. One lives with Daddy, one I lost in Le Divorce, another found a better home and the 4th is not blood related. Trouble (my first born Heinz 57), Diesel a.k.a. Mr. Jingles (his handsome Chihuahua self got him scooped up), Harley (my spoiled rotten Boxer lives with the ex-in laws) and Coco Marie Chanel (the Wheaten Terrier step-child with awful breath).

8. The only reason I like the tanning bed is for the 20 minutes I lay in there…it’s SILENT. No phone, there is only room for 1 body, and it’s the only door I will shut and lock.

9. Music and writing are the only 2 things that keep me sane.

10. Everything has a meaning. Purple shoes mean power, the dimple in your chin means you are independent, if it’s raining while the sun is out a fox is getting married…shall I continue???

11. Everything happens or has reasoning behind it. If you ace a test, you probably studied. If you win the lottery, you probably bought a ticket and guessed the winning numbers. If you trust everyone you meet, you have probably never been burned. If you don’t like SpongeBob, you probably have never sat thru a whole episode.

12. Fast-food is not in my diet. Doritos and Chicken are the basis of what I consume.

13. I have made many mistakes in my life, but I am human so we live and learn. For those of you who have witnessed or been a part of my many mistakes in this ever so changing life of mine, I can’t thank you enough for not giving up. You know who you are.

14. I am the original author of The Awesome Dawson Dictionary. Every word has an off the wall meaning and the pronunciation key is EXACTLY how the word must be spoken.

15. This survey is right up my alley because I love talking about myself. (There I admitted it Dakota.) Then again I really think it’s because I like to talk, whether anyone is listening or not.

16. Making people laugh is the first thing on my mind when I wake up every morning.

17. Snoop Doggy Dog is my Mom’s ex-husband.

18. I like to over-exaggerate. Most of the time it’s NOT on purpose. My life is like a dream, anything can happen. My mind wanders and usually doesn’t come back for days, so therefore, I believe certain things really happened even if they didn’t.

19. Whitney Houston wrote the song “I’m Every Woman” for me. Although, this ain’t no Burger King so you don’t get it your way.

20. In addition to #19, I am VERY satisfied with my singleness. You don’t have to have a significant other to be happy. Happiness comes from within. If you aren’t happy alone, you won’t be happy with someone else. Just like having a baby when the roads get tough…get it together ladies! A youngin’ will only make it worse!

21. My Papa is my Sunshine and there are no words to describe how much I miss him. I love you and know you are watching your girls!

22. I still don’t know my multiplication tables.

23. I love GOLD jewelry. Jewelry in general…I collect crosses though I’m not very religious. You will rarely catch me sporting silver.

24. When I go hunting, I don’t shoot the gun, I watch.

25. I have frequent brain farts.

Friday, March 6, 2009

If YOU were EVERY Woman, who would you be?

Better yet, what would you be? Sweet, mean, bossy, divaliscious, smarty-pants? One of my ALL time favorite "feel good" songs is Whitney Houston, I'm Every Woman. What an ear snack! When the tunes come out my speakers my foot starts a-tappin' and my head starts bobbin'! Listening, sometimes even singing along, this song can turn an awful day into one filled with sunshine and rainbows!

Back to the topic of discussion, if you were every woman...how would you act? I'm thinking total nut-case! Women are very complex individuals. Shucks, I'm female and I can hardly bear my own self! A little sugar-n-spice for sweetness, Texas Pete for the ultra spicy/sassy moments, GREEN mint chocolate-chip ice cream for the cold bitchy mood with the crisp refreshness caused by the mint and for the final touch, a nice refreshing splash of your alochol of choice creating the footloose, don't give a darn attitude! (Why I choose to use condiments and food to paint this beautiful woman, only God can explain. Then again anything I say or do can never be explained.)

A little of every woman all meshed into one human body seems mighty scary to me. Ponder on this...everyone of your friends have different qualities to help bring out the best in yourself. Sounds kinda selfish, BUT you have one friend to knock you back down when you act to big for your panties, one to always have your back & protect you from the evil in life, one to be your partner in crime to paint the town red, one you confide in to be honest and guide you thru tough times and lastly the one woman who will never ever judge you no matter how bad you bust your face into the cement. Although all the above are great qualities for any one person to posess, but what would be the fun in that?

Being EVERY woman in a one woman body would be exausting. Then again, do you realize how much fun you could have? It's like having a split personality without being split! BLAM! IN YOUR FACE, what you get is what you get.

To conclude this thought of mine, I hope you are happy being you. So what if someone doesn't like you for who you are. Who's forcing them to be apart of your marvelous life anyway?

Friday, February 20, 2009

Moody Judy

My mood swings are like dern monkeys hanging from a tree, always on the go. Where do moods come from? I know they all originate in the brain, crazy chemicals and such, but what triggers the bad ones? When people do drugs and 'fry their brain cells,' shouldn't the bad ones go first? This is kinda off topic, but along the same lines....

Moms and I were conducting an experiment a few months ago on the body odors. (That word is just stinky, I mean, odor?! Really). Anyhoo, we were driving to Atlanta for a job interview I had. Of course I'm NOT driving and when I looked over from my nap she was doing the chicken dance with her arms. So not normal. She then turned to me laughing and said, "Can you smell me?" Heck no! I'm not tryna to smell her pits! Well, I did and there was no kind of stench. The foods you consume or what you intake into your body gives off certain odors. Weird. Shoot, that's one last thing to remember to apply in the am!

Friday, January 16, 2009

Let's Hear it for the Boys!

How about I was reading this magazine that can describe you to a "T" by what toppings you put on your hot dog! Are you kidding me?! Then they went as far to go into "what he really means when he says..." I'm in shock! If a psychic can read the future thru his/her crystal ball...why does she always ask your name? And if there are really guys out there that eat chili and mustard on their dog, come to Mama! You are my type! Bwhahaha

Sunday, January 11, 2009

It's a Cold World

"Sometimes when I feel like killing someone, I do a little trick to calm myself down. I'll go over to the person's house and ring the doorbell. When the person comes to the door, I'm gone, but you know what I've left on the porch? A jack-o-lantern with a knife stuck in the side of its head with a note that says 'You.' After that I usually feel a lot better, and no harm done." Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey

The past week I have been a tourist in an unknown land. Being un-motivated/disengaged, late to every appointment, having that hateful feeling mixed with wanting to give up. The past 7 months have been absolutely wonderful, but the past 7 days have been...well, they've been. I have never understood the saying "It's a dog eat dog world." My Aunt always preached to me never burn bridges because one day they might be the boss you have an interview with or the police officer that just pulled you over.

Look, I'm going to get straight to the point. I don't believe to get ahead you have to push everyone else down. There is nothing more that I can't stand is a sneaky snakey weasel! Moms brought us up to never "hate" anyone or anything, but I'm borderline hateing. People talk and even the dumbest person can tell when something isn't right. Having done my research, listening to what is being said around me and thinking...alot. Ugh, I'm so disgusted. I don't trust many people nor do I have very many friends. I guess I figure that if you don't depend or expect things from anyone you won't ever be let down. Yeah, kinda sad in a way, but the people in my life have my whole heart, and I'm a very, very, very happy human being (for the first time since I can remember, I'd like to add). When I caught wind of what was going on, I was floored. Everyday is what you make of it and you can only allow others to bring you down. Pooo on you girlfriend, cause you ain't raining on my parade!