vacation pix

Taken at Sandals Resort, Negril, Jamaica

Maybe these pix will bring some peace and tranquility to your day. Maybe it will inspire you to take a vacation. Or maybe it'll be a momentary escape from your current state of being.

Love!

confessions!

I'm a hater! I'm currently hating on those in a loving/lasting relationship

I am ready, willing, able to love; it's just so damn elusive

I apologized to someone I was once involved with for the hurt/pain I caused them during our relationship.

I admitted that while I'm a good person, back then I was in an effed up place and my being in the relationship wasn't good for either of us

Ex agreed and it feels like a weights been lifted

I have struggled all week at work because my professional ambition is currently low

I secretly enjoy being to "assimilate" because white people treat me as if I'm "less black" and then they say what they really feel without thinking about it

I then use that knowledge to insult them in the most pleasant and articualte way for their ignorance

I recalled something that I used to do and it made me sad because it showed how I used to allow myself to be used

I thought about telling the person whom was a part of this "thing" I did, but I doubt that it's a good idea

I wanna cuss someone out for hurting my friend, but I know I can't so I'm encouraging him to end their friendship

I considered (soley to myself) what it would be like to intentionally treat someone bad...I could never exact it though

I want to do something random, impulsive, and borderline reckless really badly

I've often wondered what getting a "Happy Ending" after a massage would be like (massuese would have to be male of course)

I have this one ex that I'm really curious to know where/how he is...not for sexual reasons, but just because

In my head, I have a son named Carl Anthony because lil lady stated she wished she had a little brother to spoil and that's the only way she'll get one

I'm hoping for parole from current stink on Writer's Block because I really need to get my stuff published, but I have myself to blame for it not being done already

I know many of my family secrets and I really want to blurt some of them out cause I'm tired of it all

Love!

vacation highlights

June 12th (day before my trip) was a day filled with so much stuff. I went to work and then spent the rest of my day running errands, and ensuring that anything needed to be done before I left was done. I didn't make it to bed until clost to midnight, which was a bad move given that I had to be up VERY early.


June 13
Got up at 3:00 am to be showered, dressed, and out the door by 3:30. Fortunately, the airport is about 15-20 minutes from my house, so the rush was minimal. Arrived at the airport only to see that TSA hadn't opened the security gate and didn't until about 4:10am, which kind of ticked me off because I could have arrived about 4:30am instead of 3:45am. Checked in and waited at the gate for the overpriced cafe to open. I was red-eyed and hungry and grabbed a bagel and coffee before my flight. Plane boarded @ 5:45am and we were taking off @ 6:00am instead of 6:15am as scheduled. I was knocked out no sooner I sat down.


Arrived in Fort Lauderdale @ 8:20am, called Zay and sent the necessary txts to let folk know I was safe on the first leg of my trip. Zay and I sat and chilled for a while until he had to go back to work and I waited for my next flight.


I called my ride in Jamaica (hereon referred to as JA) to let him know I was boarding and what time he needed to be at the airport. I boarded, ate another snack (altitude makes me hungry), and was again asleep for the hour-twenty minute flight. Upon landing, I sent the "I'm safe" txts, did the customs dance, got my luggage, and cleared the last customs checkpoint. I grabbed another snack and a drink and did the "I'm okay, I have a ride" dance with the taxi drivers all anxious to get another fare for the day.


My ride arrived late, got promptly fussed at and then I was off. Pix of the view leaving the airport...











Yes, there's a Harley Davidson store in Jamaica. (though I'm yet to see a Harley there...lol) In fact, there's two; this one and one in the airport.













Arrived at Dad's, ate, showered, and hung out on the veranda for a while. My stepmum has prepared fried fish for me because she knows I need my food after flying and ate a some until it was time for dinner. The rest of the day was spent relaxing and talking. There was a heavy rain that evening, which played a huge role in my falling asleep early and enjoying a restful night.

June 14th
Went to a wedding, which I really didn't want to go to, but protocol dictated. The wedding started an hour and ten minutes late, which infuriated both dad and I as we're very punctual people and there was no excuse for a 2:00pm wedding starting that late. It had rained, but the limo was stopping directly in front of the church steps and the bride would be covered in order to come into the church, so it's not like she'd have gotten drenched or anything. *sheesh!*


After the ceremony, we were off to the reception and of course that too would now start late due to the late ceremony and the wedding pix needing to be taken. The food was cold by the time it was served and I'd already plotted my escape in the event dad/stepmum weren't ready to leave. My dad had been tasked to bless the wedding cake and at luck would have it, my ride arrived just as he'd finished his little speech. I broke camp and headed back to the house.

Negril Hills Golf Club...site of the reception


















Dad, Me and Stepmum (she's da bess!)





















I showered and changed into comfy clothes and my friend and I chilled on the veranda listening to my iPod until the rents got home.

June 15th

At breakfast, presented dad with a Father's Day (my first). We chit-chatted and then they went off to church. I didn't go because I'd forgotten to bring a church appropriate outfit, so I went to work with my friend until they got back home. He works for a floral company that is contracted to provide the flowers for weddings and also for each of the Sandals/Beeches Resorts between Negril, Whitehouse, and Montego Bay.

Me and Andrea (his coworker) who'd just completed creating this masterpiece. Why am I holding someone's bridal bouquet? *lol*

I got the property tour of Sandals Negril, which is absolutely beautiful. (will post more pix later)

After leaving Negril, we went to Sandals Whitehouse, which is an absolutely stellar spot. I plan to stay there one of these days. View from the the lobby facing the ocean.

More details and pix next post.

Love!

women power!

I watched a clip of The View when Michelle Obama was on there and couldn't help but chuckle at the uproar she apparently kicked off over the dress she wore. It was a simple, classy, and flattering dress that she bought for $148 at White House, Black Market; a store that sells only black and white clothing. I thought it powerful because so many women get caught up in buying such over priced outfits, when they can make an equally loud statement by wearing something less expensive. Apparently, Michelle Obama has increased the sales of this dress exponentially and the stores have sold out of the dress almost nationwide; forcing reproduction of the dress for future sales. Now, that's something to feel good about.

Here's a humorous thing...
O the powerful women in my life - Keep the faith!!!Live your life in such a way that when your feet hit the floor in the morning, Satan shudders & says..."Oh shoot...she's awake!!"

Let us see ourselves, not through the filters fo a sick society, but from a place connected to teh rhythm of nature that vvalues everything about being a woman and a Black woman, the first woman on Earth...excerpt from All About Love, by Susan L. Taylor.

I'm about to start reading this book and from what I've glanced out in parusing the book, I highly recommend it to others. Let's all strive to live in the true spirit of love and be a part of a global community of faith, peace, and understanding.

Have a truly blessed day.

Love!