Dancing in the Rain~

It's time to stop taking ourselves so seriously and start living.  We all have bad days, we all have good days, we all have moments that we'd like to forget.  Even though we may not share the same experiences or beliefs we have one thing in common...WE ALL WANT TO BE HAPPY, and not just for a moment.

One thing my friends have always told me they admire about me is that I love to live.  No, I don't mean extravagant trips and spending lots of money.  I mean simple things, like putting the cares of adulthood aside and having fun!  So many people get caught up in "being grown" they stop living.  The bills will always be there, the clutter can be picked later, if your boss is jerk today, s(he) is going to be one tomorrow.  Your past will haunt you as long as you don't let it go.  So stop dwelling on the things that suck the fun out of life.


My mother, sister, great grandmother, and niece used to run out side when it would rain to hold hands and dance.  We didn't worry about who was watching, or what would happen to our hair (well my sister would sometimes put on a shower cap), but the point is it was FUN.  Splashing in the puddles, laughing, and yelling like little kids.  If only for a moment the cares of the world left our minds and we were free.  


Drop everything you're doing...and dance in the rain.  You'll thank me later.

Is this thing on?

I told the Blogging Nazis, Michelle and Linda that I would start using my Blogger App.  So this is my test run ... Okay it works, good night!

My Personal Challenge!

I've never been a thin person, and I'd probably kill myself if I was.  I go through these phases when I'm a workout freak, then I get lazy.  Now that I'm over 30, I have to make sure my phase is a lifestyle.  I was a faithful member of LA Fitness until we couldn't afford the membership anymore, and the location was a bit of a hassle (thinking of more excuses).  A few months ago I purchased a membership to Anytime Fitness for myself and my husband, the price was about the same as I was paying for just myself at the other place.  It's a lot smaller and also a lot less intimidating.  I also like the fact that it NEVER CLOSES, which is great for people like us that keep vampire hours.

When I had a personal trainer, and the few times I'd work out with people they were always surprised with how fit I actually was [I guess the fat threw them off].  With that being said, I began to wonder how many "fluffy" people like myself are actually interested in fitness, but are intimidated by people that look like they live in the gym.

I'm always trying to get my friends and coworkers to come to the gym with me or job a few laps around the track and they always make excuses.  The thin ones think they don't need to because they LOOK HEALTHY and the fat ones just don't want to do it.  The other day I was having lunch with two of my coworkers that are complete opposites, and we got on the subject of flexibility (not sure how), and to no surprise of myself I was the most flexible and had the best range of motion.  My "skinny" friend said I need to teach her a few things, my fat friend asked me how I do it.   It's quite simple, I stretch a lot and I love yoga.  I have a weird habit of contorting my body when I'm at home and I'll break out into a downward dog at the drop of a dime.

Now I admit I'm back in to slacker mode with my workout, but I have to get back into the swing of things, lol my fellow fat chicks need me to be their leader.  For several years, I've wanted to be a personal trainer for people that are intimidated by the gym.  I can relate to people on a realistic level of fitness and not run them away.  

So, it's time for me to stop making excuses and hit the gym.  I give advise and tips, and create meal plans for people all the time, now it's time to turn it into something bigger.  

This is me after kickboxing on my Wii 

Sticks and stones...

Remember the old saying "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me?"  Ha, I call bull ish, on that one.  Words might not physically hurt you, but they can leave some long term, if not permanent damage.  I often wonder why [some] people think it's acceptable and normal to verbally abuse their children.  Knowing good and well if their significant other, employer, stranger on the streets, or friend would yell, scream, call them stupid and other degrading names there would be hell to pay.

I guess they think it's okay because their parents did it to them, but it's NOT OKAY.  Just like it's not okay for you husband to come home and call you a lazy bitch because you didn't clean the house, or your boss to call you an idiot because you made a mistake, it's not okay for parents to treat their children trash.

My parents and many others managed to get the point across without name calling and profanity.  I'm willing to bet they aren't the only ones.  Oh and while we're at it...that whole thing about beating their butts every time they mess up things...yeah not the only option.  Don't get me wrong, I'm pro spanking, but that is not the only effective form of discipline, it's actually the least effective.  Think about it, if you're whooping your kids all the time for the same thing, IT'S NOT WORKING!    Don't just stick to what you grew up seeing, explore other methods.

ARRGGHHHHH, wake up people!!!

I've been working on several "deep" and a few quirky funny little blogs to post for this week.  But there is something that's been bothering me for some time and I have to get it off of my chest before I explode.  Now all of those who know me, know that I love to help people.  Which is why I'm darn near working for free, I do what I do to make life a little easier for people.  HOWEVER...I'm about ready to say eff it, and throw in the towel.

I'm so sick of ungrateful people that walk around with their hands out, but are not willing to put forth any effort to better themselves.  I have people literally crying my shoulder about how sick and tired they are of the situations they're in.  So I should not have to bribe and beg people to get them to come to an event that will improve the lives of them and their children.

I'm so frustrated with "my people" proving "them" right.  Early Childhood Education and programs for low income families are always the first to take a hit when the government starts to make cuts.  A lot of people want to cry racism or discrimination against the poor.  While that may be true in some instances in the wider scope of things the problem is it's a waste of money!   *gasp did she just go there* YES I DID!

I've come to the conclusion that most poor people are poor by choice.  *waiting for the virtual tarring and feathering to begin*  Now don't get me wrong, I don't mean those like myself that are working people that have  fallen on hard times due to the downfall of the economy. I mean people that are part of the generational welfare curse.  Those that feel like the government owes them something, yet won't get off of their butts to vote, or God forbid get a job and further their educations.

I guess I set my expectations too high when it comes to people.  I'm fighting an uphill battle while blindfolded, with one arm tied behind my back.

Now that I've had my rant of the moment, I can get back to planning for the next event.  Even if out of 200 families only 3 show up, hopefully those three will be impacted.

My Intro to Let You Know

This is about the 10th blog that I've started, and hopefully I'll actually follow through this time.  Just to give you a little background info on me...in a nutshell I'M A CHRONIC PROCRASTINATOR!  In my heart of hearts I believe I'd be a millionaire, scratch that multimillionaire by now if it weren't for me being such a procrastinator.  I'm one of those light bulb always on types of people that's full awesome business ideas but no follow through.  So this blog is my personal challenge.  


I used to make excuses on why I didn't finish things, but I've come to the conclusion that it's who I am, and hopefully I can change it.  So hold my had as I ramble on and on about how freakin' awesome I am but I have some work to do.  *ting*  LOL that means smile, Keisha made a funny!