Saving Myself

Remembering to take care of me
Not looking toward others
Since the God in me is sufficient
Looking inward
Searching my soul when I'm lost
Saving Myself

Shedding Elle Bees

I'm down about 7lbs in the last 2 months. This is just from adjusting my eating habits. I already know what needs to be done to get my health back in check. It's just a matter of doing it. The last 2 weeks have involved cutting all animal flesh except fish (and sometimes shrimp) out of my diet. And my body thanks me for it. There is still some adjusting going on. But my skin was immediately elated and glows with gratitude.

I've come to the realization that my body does not appreciate regular consumption of animal flesh. I can live with that. I did for more than two years previously, and I'm ready to live out the rest of my years knowing and appreciating that realization.

"I will respect my body and treat it right"

Copy cat

I recently put my hair in a certain style. I chose the style because I felt like it fit me well enough, and was easy to do. It took me a long time to get my hair into this style so I was determined to keep up this style for as long as possible. A few days later I'm in the grocery store and it seems like every other woman has this style. I was partially mortified. I mean I usually pride myself in my individuality even when it comes to my hair.

But am I really THAT vain that I don't want to look like the majority of the female population? Is that vanity at all? It's definitely EGO getting in the way. I need to keep that in check. I'm gunna ride out this hair style like I originally intended.

When will chain letters die?

Or better yet, why do I loathe them so?

The ones I actually take the time to read and forward I'm careful to delete the message at the bottom that tries to guilt you into sending it. Who creates these things? And what joy do they get from sending them out to people? And why do people continue to send them? Do they have this deep worry that they WILL in fact have bad luck if they don't send it? Or is their belief in God really connected to an email with lil angels and smiley faces?

Going Batty

I normally post blogs like this in a different space. But I cannot access that blog from work so it shall go here. Forever tainting the good vibes I have initially put into this blog.

This weekend was uneventful for the most part. I managed to keep taking my drugs so that this sinus infection could go away. I put some twist extensions in my hair. And I look right crute too! And then... then it happened!

A BAT!

I decided Sunday night to go ahead and wash clothes for the week. Really I planned on washing my son's uniforms. I'm forced to do weekly washes because he only has 5 sets. So, I gather the clothes and head down to the basement, also known as the dungeon. As I near the door that leads to the laundry room I see a shadow flicker behind me. I turn my head quickly to see what is behind me.

Nothing.

So I convince myself it was just a moth by the light. Then as I put the key into the door I heard the flutter again but it was between my ankles. I shrieked and looked down. There was a bat flapping away on the ground in front of me.

I.bout.died.

I turned and ran back up all those stairs, almost slipped and fell, the whole while screaming and holding the basket of clothes. My Kingman appeared at the top of the stairs asking me what was wrong and what happened. By the time I ran back into the apartment I was almost breathless. But I had just enough breath to have the following conversation:

Kingman: it's just a BAT they don't bite
Me: yeah, huh they do (breathing hard)
Kingman: no they don't bats don't bite
Me: they do! they bit that dog man!
Kingman: what dog?
Me: CONjo!
Kingman: who? (looking real confroosed)
Me: dude, conjo! The bat gave him rabies man!
Kingman: who da hayle is conjo?
Me: the DOG!
Kingman: :
Me: the dog in da... stephen king! In the movie.
Kingman: (wtf look)
Me: (catching breath)
Kingman: (laughs his ass off)
Me: (nervous laughter)
Kingman: you are crazy
Me: lol. or Kujo, whatever the fugg his name is the bat gave him rabies so they BITE!

/end scene