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As a last tribute to Michael Jackson to my blog and my memories, I wanted to send this out and say to him...
You gave the world a peak a heaven when you shared your talent, your passion, your life and though there are those who questioned your idiosyncrasies, you still were an extraordinary person that no one will ever be able to emulate.
Thank you Michael. You are gone, but will never be forgotten.
For all my readers, I still say, give me flowers while I live.
And that's all I have to rant about death. . . for now.
 Mistaken Identity is about a woman who finds inner strength being someone else, but may be the fool in the end for her deceit. For years Dana has loved Jerome from afar and for years Dana has watched her twin sister take everything she has wanted – Even Jerome. So when Dana is given the opportunity to take her sister's place on the wedding night, Dana jumps on it – or more like jump on Jerome. Yet, her deceit to her brother-in-law may make her the fool in the end. Purchase online and at www.Amazon.com Paperback Website: www.amazon.com, Ebook Websites: w http://ww.lulu.com/sylviahubbard Paperback: 172 pages Publisher: Hub Books Literary Service (February 1, 2006) Language: English ISBN-10: 0977443515 ISBN-13: 978-0977443512 REVIEWS Buckle up for this wild ride! Sydney Molare' Hold onto you panties, ladies! Mistaken Identity is a scorching ride that will have you wiggling in your seat and screaming for your lover by the end of the first chapter! Beautiful twins and a wedding set the stage for this erotic thriller. Denise, a frigid but gorgeous schemer is about to be married for all the wrong reasons-money and prestige. Her mirror image, Dana, is the total opposite-quiet, unassuming but a whiz at business. These twins have always been competitive and Denise thinks she has the upper hand when she snags the man of Dana's dreams as her fiancé-sexy professional football player, Jerome Lott. The table turns, however, when Dana tries on Denise's gown and Jerome barrels in and makes love to who he thinks is Denise just before the nuptials...and Dana allows him. Can you feel the tension? Jerome realizes his mistake too late but the flames have been ignited and he wants more Dana. Embarrassed, Dana tries to extricate herself from the now delicate situation but Denise blackmails her into "assuming her role" for the honeymoon and beyond. Dana reluctantly agrees but sees no way out. However, Dana is speechless when it is revealed that the actual ceremony was a sham and the "real" marriage will be performed on the honeymoon. And guess whose name is on the birth certificate presented? Dana's. Denise, meanwhile, changes her mind and decides she wants to be Jerome's trophy wife...minus the sex. Jerome is frustrated and turns to Dana to vent his frustrations. Dana tries to resist but eventually their "in-law" status progresses into a satisfying relationship for both. As the story moves along, I am at first puzzled by Jerome's mood swings and the question he always asks Dana, "Can you love two people at the same time?" I am further enthralled when, after a night of lovemaking, he proclaims he is not Jerome Lott. The plot thickens when Dana discovers she is pregnant with twins...but there is a problem-they have different DNA. Who is really whom? I'm not telling. Mistaken Identity captured my attention from the beginning. Sylvia Hubbard is a master of the cliffhanger and many times, her "hangers" left me screaming in anticipation. Her twists and turns are unique, the tension between the characters palpable, and the sex steams up the room. Even without the sex, the suspense will keep you turning the pages. And the last few chapters...they just blew me away. The situations are real, the characters make you believe in them, the sex is sizzling and the outcome will make you green with envy. I can't speak for anyone else, but I sure wouldn't mind changing places with Dana. You will not be disappointed. What A RIDE!!,
I'm so happy I stumbled across this book on Amazon, the other reviews are VERY true. The story is about twin sisters Dana & Denise, Denise is engaged to Jerome a attractive NFL player. Dana is single and has a secret crush on Jerome. Denise decides before she walks down the aisle with Jerome that she does not want to marry him and decided to allow her sister Dana to marry Jerome. I will stop the story there because after that the story will take your mind for a ride. The sex scenes are well done and the ENDING with have you fantasying for more. WHEW!! Double the Pleasure - Double the Pain - And Still More Within the first few pages, the reader senses the drama mounting. By the end of the chapter, passion drains down the pages. Faster and faster, I found myself flipping thru the pages. Mistaken Identity showcases the shallow rocky relationship of a set of twins and their aggressive/passive quest for the ideal husband. Hubbard captures the night-and-day emotions of Denise and Dana well. Though Denise is definitely "the evil twin", Hubbard shows realism by revealing Dana's "falls from grace" and skillfully uses them to shape Mistaken Identity. Very good, very erotic. Mistaken Identity leaves me wanting more! This product
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I seriously enjoyed reading this article and wanted to share it and house a link to it on this sight to never lose sight of what they were saying. Although it's seriously sacrilegious,I really enjoyed it!Breaking The Ten Commandments In Dating    It's a rough and tumble world out there, especially when it comes to dating and relationships. Many of us as children were taught to follow the Ten Commandments, or some version of it, in order to ensure that we become good people or "Leave It To Beaver" neighbors. I can't remember them all off the top of my head, and it would take a real minor miracle for me to recite them all in order, but in general you can't go terribly wrong following them...except when it comes to dating. Maybe the commandments were never intended to cover the tricky navigation of romance, but when you apply the Ten Commandments to dating...oh what a mess you find yourself in! READ MORE AT: http://www.thefrisky.com/site/post/246-breaking-the-ten-commandments-in-dating/ |
this is a partial entry from a great blog I like to read called:
It's So Nice To Be Nice
To Read the full post and comment, click here:
http://itssonicetobenice.wordpress.com/2009/06/30/used-vs-loved/
I received a forwarded email recently and thought to share the last couple of lines.
Anger and Love have no limits; choose the latter to have a beautiful,lovely life…..Things are to be used and people are to be loved. But, the problem in today’s world is that, people are used and things are loved.
The last line struck a cord with me and made me think about some of my past relationships, but I couldn’t help but disagree with the statement.
See, I’ve always believed that we were all created to grow, contribute, and flourish. For this reason, I have intentionally set out to form relationships with people for my own personal gain….in hopes of getting introduced to someone else, a new perspective, a new hobby, a recommendation letter, or an opportunity for a new job.
Honestly, I just believe in exchange. I believe that I’m always getting something from the people I invite in my life or who arrive through happenstance.
read and comment on the rest of the wonderful post here:
http://itssonicetobenice.wordpress.com/2009/06/30/used-vs-loved/
Especially in tough times it's important to gather with your closest friends, here are tips to achieve an elegant dinner party without breaking your wallet.
BY ANGELA GALA 
During tough times, nothing inspires me more than being with my friends. Entertaining at home never has to be extravagant, it just needs to be warm and inviting. Lavish your guests with attention and great conversation not expensive centerpieces, rented linens or catered food. Here’s how to plan an elegant formal party on a budget. Don’t save the wine for a rainy day, enjoy today.
Planning a party on a budget will take more creativity and work from the host. Embrace it! This is when you find out what you can do. There is one word that sums up all the advice to follow: Simplicity.
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Dear Sylvia, thank you for that wonderful piece on loving the black woman.
I love all women; however, " black coffee no sugar, no cream, thats the kinda girl I want down on my team."
My question to you is: How do we as men get our sisters to actually believe that they are beautiful? I met a sister who wears entirely to much make up. I was talking to her about how beautiful she is without all of that foolishness on her face.
Also the weave. I paid to get a sisters real hair done one day, no weave! When she came by my crib after leaving the hair salon, I wanted to bone her real bad, she was looking that good; without the weave. She thinks that she needs Mr.Ed on her head, but she doesn't and I've tried my best to convince her that she is naturally beautiful.
Many of the sisters that I meet are damaged from prior relationships. Many of them have been physically and verbally abused,no longer seeing the value in themselves.
I've fucked over my share, I must admit! At the time I was a kid trying to bury my bone in any hole that I could; As a child I did childish things. As a man I recognize the beauty of the black woman, I just want her to see the beauty in herself.
How do I do that?
Male Reader of How To Love A Black Woman
Sylvia @ LABW responds:
Thank you for your kind words about my words. As always I never profess to be a doctor, I just have a street degree in life and loving a black woman (since I am one.)
Words are a powerful weapon and can be a powerful cure or salve for what ails the human soul.
Unlike men, women are overwhelmed with the power of words.
They can make us and break us at times and though we show we are strong, inside the soul can crack or burn from the right or wrong words.
My father used to say, you get more bees with honey than you do vinegar. He told me this when I was eight and it took five years to understand what he meant with the bees and then ten years what he meant in life.
You are going to tell her constantly that she is beautiful. And not just with your words. I've said before (and it's a fact) the majority of communication is through actions as well (our body language.)
Women and children see it more than men (this is my opinion but I really believe this. Women: because we pay attention to the details - the little things and Children: because they seem to see everything.)
A touch to the cheek, a lustful look in public (with a perfect wink), a smile of amazement when she enters the room, overly gentlemanly actions when she is without the make up and hair, and most of all, special rewards when she does not wear the makeup and hair.
These constant showing of affections along with your words, will encourage her to be naturally beautiful and confident when you are or aren't around.
Some women are prone to use their make up or "hair" as a crutch or shield because no one's given that special TLC. Now I said some women. Don't start ratting on me because I put this out. There are others, and I've been one of them that use the "hair" because we're tired of doing it ourselves and just can't afford that hair salon every month to three months that we need.
Like Indie.Arie says: Talk To Her, Talk To Her.
Constant good words and positive actions can lead to positive reactions.
And that's a new quote for me.
Thank you again and I hope this advise helps. Please respond if there are any questions.
Guest blogger today is Ms. "It's So Nice To Be Nice" Danielle.
I'm honored she took the time to respond to an earlier blog I wrote called 5 Things Before Giving The Number Out.
After reading, if you get the chance, check out her blog too. It's Nice!
The recent posting on ‘How to Love a Black Woman,’ suggesting 5 questions to ask a man before you give him your number, got me thinking about the 5 things a man shouldn’t say if he’s really interested in dating a good woman.There are the obvious things that we've all heard about like sleeping in his mother's basement, or long tales about his ex, but here are a few more that you may not have considered.
Men really want to know if there are any baby-daddies in the picture or if they’ll be able to visit whenever they please. They might also be thankful that there’s no need for a babysitter. The truth is that if she’s a good woman, she’s not expecting a new beau to replace her children’s father. If she’s a good woman, she has a good parenting relationship with her ex-husband or significant other, not a sexual one. And if she’s a childless woman, she knows that childlessness doesn’t grant an all access pass.
If you really want to know if she has children and are not just interested in how quickly you’ll be able to get in her pants, ask her how she spends her time? Ask her what she did last weekend. If she’s a mother, it will come out and you don’t have to appear to be a jerk, but someone who's interested and considerate.
What do you think? Should something be removed? What would you add?
Today we have the wonderful guest blogger, Greg Bulmash of www.Brainhandles.com (awesome site) who will share his insight. I'm honored and blessed he choose me to post this for everyone and I was deeply moved by this piece. I still apologize to him for the yahell email we went through in order to get this piece on the site, but I'm glad I got a chance to get it out to you all!
I'm always excited when men share their thoughts on love, intimacy and relationships.
Love and blessings to all and I will indulge in your comments of this piece.
I decided to help a sistah friend out by writing her five questions she must ask before she gives out her number. She said lots of guys have asked her for her number, but before she wasted her time using up her minutes she wanted to be able to gage if they are worth it. She said she wanted questions that would give her a good vibe about him, but tell her a lot about him as a person. Note to guys, you can use these questions for yourself too. LOL. I felt that five questions were enough and this is what I came up with? 1. What's the credit score? This tells me a lot about you as a person and how you care for what's yours. In this day and age your credit score is very important and no matter your age, if you're grown enough to be dating (and reading this blog) you're grown enough to take care of responsibility. Your credit score determines your value not only for things you want to do financially (buying a house or car) but it sticks on to your insurance and so many other things. Your credit score tells me as it tells other people who want to give you credit that you know how to pay a bill and you're loyal to what you owe. Meaning you give your word to do something you're actually going to stick to it. This also tells me you're aware of things other than what's on MTV or BET. And that you're consciously aware of your own self worth. It also tells me if you have a valid credit card (or at least a good debit card) and that if we decide to do anything we can at least rent a car. If my credit score is about 700 and you're coming at me with a 500 or lower, if things get serious and you want to do somethings you can't even help out and there's a chance if marriage occurs you'll lower mine. 2. Do you have a job or a career? This is more like a test question. This tells me at least you know what you want and understand how to make yourself happy without being needy. If you have a job and a career, that's even better. Meaning you know you have financial obligations and your career hasn't taken off enough to pay for that, but you need benefits and other things, but you're hard working enough to stick with both to get to the career you want. Just having a J-O-B is not enough for me to even take you serious because you don't understand passion and deeper emotions that tells me you can care for something or someone unconditionally. 3. What are your retirement plans? You can say i'm jumping the gun and he's just asking me for my number. well, this goes directly with number two and number one because if you say you have a career, but you're not saving money, this tells me you have no idea what a 401 is and you certainly wouldn't understand how important my 429 is and what it means to be vested. Knowing your retirement plans, means you understand what it takes to live on a day to day basis and you can take care of your current bills but also plan for the future. And it also means that when and if you retire and we're together, you're trying to live on my pension and that ain't gonna happen. Now if you tell me you have some stock options and bonds, you might pass to question four - the easy questions. 4. Do you have a valid driver's license and do you have a criminal record? This should be obvious if I plan on getting in the car with you. I might even ask to see it so I can run it to be sure. In this day and age, it needs to be asked. 5. Do you smoke or drink any thing? Um, this is just as important as number four. I'm not a drinker or a smoker and I don't want to be around one. Do you have a question that should replace one of these or what other questions should be asked? Sylvia Hubbard Author, Blogger and Founder of Motown Writers Network http://aaeln.com (African American Electronic Literary Network) Author of Romance & Suspense and Internet Marketing for Writers & Business NOW AVAILABLE: Secrets, Lies and Family Ties order your copy now Coming Soon: Tanner's Devil www.redrosepublishing.com |
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A new study shows that when couples put in the time, positive results follow.
BY JULIE SALLEE PARTIN
"Preliminary research shows that marriage education workshops can make a real difference in helping married couples stay together..." —Barack Obama, "Audacity of Hope."
A study published in early 2009 titled, "Investigating the Effects of Marriage and Relationship Education on Couples' Communication Skills: A Meta-Analytic Study" by the American Psychological Association, a scientific and professional organization that represents psychologists, confirms the importance of government's roll in supporting marriage and relationship-based education. Looking at more than 100 published and unpublished studies dating back to 1975, the study found a significant positive effect on a couple’s communication skills and relationship quality when they attended marriage education courses.
According to the compiled research, .... read more
Since I'm a fan of Joey Pinkney's work and I'm excited about this project from Peace in the Storm publishing I wanted to share Joey's post today with you! Please support this positive literary endeavor! Read an excerpt of Joey Pinkney's short story "Like Father, Like Son"
The Soul of a Man features 14 contributors. This book features Essence Best Selling authors, Jazz musicians, Poets…and Book Reviewers. Each of us answer the question: What lies in the soul of a man? There are essays, short stories and a great range of emotions that is normally missing from the portrayal of Black Men in American Literature. Although the official release date if June 21st for the anthology, I'm selling pre-order copies through my website http://joeyisinit.com.
Here is an excerpt from Joey Pinkney's short story "Like Father, Like Son" featured in Peace In The Storm Publishing's The Soul of a Man: A Triumph of My Soul Anthology:
Speaking of scrambled eggs, there was something that I always heard after the trains came through: a mixture of clanking, sloshing, and scraping. Like clockwork, the sound of the eggs scrambling was one that would await me on the far end of the house, each and every morning. It got to the point where I could tell which fork and which bowl Mary was using. On this particular morning, she was furiously fusing the yolk with the white using the plastic fork with the three prongs one of our porcelain bowls. I guessed that it was the white bowl with the brown trim around the edge.
I paused and thanked God for waking me up that morning. I relieved myself, washed my face and mentally prepared for battle. This gave the cliche 'I hate Mondays' a new significance.
"Good morning." I figured I would enter the room and break the ice. I slid my chair out, sat down and accidentally shifted the table.
"Morning…" Mary barely said. She sounded like she was asking me a question. I silently watched. Mary solemnly turned from the stove, looked at the table, squinted at me, and paused to look back to the table. She stared at the table for only a split second, but it felt like a whole minute. She turned back around to finish scrambling my eggs. "You hurt my feelings last night…" I could barely hear her over the sizzling grease. She pulled out a spatula from the squeaky drawer.
And there it was…the beginning all over again.
"I hurt your feelings? By wanting to protect the safety of this household?" I figured that if I'm going to go in, I'm going to go all in.
Her body stiffened as she turned around and pointed that old, melted spatula at me.
"No! You don't love Andre, and it shows!" I could see a mist of spittle spray the message out of her mouth like a shotgun blast.
"Calm down. And stop pointing that spatula at me. You know that ain't cool." I hated being pointed at. It always reminded me of the time a cop pointed his gun in my face for nothing more than chuckles and to impress his partner. I was eleven and vowed to never be in that situation again. I told her that story a million times, but she never stopped pointing things at me.
"You hate him… Don't you…" She wasn't asking me. Mary was telling me. My world stopped spinning. My face felt flushed with anger as her question forced its way into my mind.
"Yeah, I hate him," I said with anger lacing my every word. She gasped like a roach had jumped out from my mouth. Before she could jump in and say anything, I finished my statement. "I hate him so much that I call him my son, even though he has always refused to call me anything but Terrence in the eight years we've been a family."
Mary triggered a strange spirit within me. I couldn't stop talking. "I hate him so much that I sit down with him after I get home from work. Even though I'm tired, I make sure he does all of his homework. Even though I'm tired, I make sure he understands the lessons he should have learned in class since the teachers have him all day."
Mary tried to jump in the argument, but I rambled on. "I hate him so much that I take time off of work during the day…to run up to the school with you…to plead with the principal…to not expel him for smoking weed in the girl's bathroom! The! Girl's! Bathroom!"
At this point Mary was screaming at the top of her lungs, but I couldn't hear her. I only heard my own words. "I hate him so much that I make it a point to talk to him about being a Black man in America even though he strives to be a low-life nobody."
With that last statement, Mary dropped the burnt spatula on the floor in utter shock. Chunks of scrambled eggs splattered on her feet and her eyes welled up bitter tears. When I saw her lips trembling, I tried to tell her I was sorry, but I couldn't get the words out. She ran out of the kitchen shrieking, "Why God?!!"
After she slammed the bedroom door shut, she cried at the top of her lungs and from the bottom of her soul. I wasn't sorrowful. I was satiated. My soul was serene. I felt like I just had superb sex, and I was spent. I sighed as I scooped the spatula off of the floor and rinsed it in the sink. I cleaned the mess off of the floor that I had caused. I rinsed out the bowl she used to prepare the eggs. That's when I noticed that she had used the white porcelain bowl with the brown border. I dumped some eggs on a plate and sat down at the table with my hot sauce. I clutched the fork with the plastic handle and the three big prongs and bowed my head to pray over my food. I was in peace as the storm caused by Hurricane Andre surrounded me.
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Situation presented:
Dear Love A Black Woman, Booty call has expressed a desire to become more.
We've known each other for going on ten years. three years after meeting and once he knew I was divorced, he expressed a desire to be with me. Since I was just divorcing, I made the decision not to date seriously and just make him a booty call. Him wanting to be with me allowed me to make this decision for us and for two and a half years we were together...real together in the marriage way without the ring.
I meet someone serious and since bootycall was just an appetizer at the time, I pushed him off the plate.
He reluctantly allowed me to do this.
On the grapevine, I found out he went on with his life, dated other women, even got married and had a baby, but then got a divorce.
Meanwhile, the main meal f's up and I'm single again four years later.
Well bootycall now wants to come back in the picture, but under HIS terms. He wants to be a main meal.
There's no problems. In the time he was a bootycall, there's was drama free sex - good sex. Toe curling hot summer time in the winter sex.
But at that time I forced myself not to get emotioanlly involved. And now that he's back in the picture, I've trained my heart to stay away.
He's a good guy. Good job, got his stuff together, benefits and all the other stuff. And now that we're dating - real dating and we're holding off on sex so we can get to know each other - we have a lot of things in common and we talk comfortably with each other.
But my heart is having a hard time opening because I've conditioned myself not to get involved with him even though now he wants something serious.
What do you suggest?
This took me a while to think of an answer and then i asked a couple of other friends who like to let me think while i talk and the only solution to this problem is:
time.
Another friend suggested prayer.
But the most I can tell you is time.
You've got the hard part out the way. He's seen you naked and you know how he is in bed. You know sexually you're compatiable, but now you need to get to know you as a man and he needs to get to know you as a woman.
All that takes time.
OTHER ADVICE:
Allow yourself to tell him things and find out things about him.
Flirt with him. Yes, the sex part is out the way, but once you start doing it more, it'll feel more genuine and you'll emotional relax around him when you see that gorgeous sexy smile that guys always produce when you comment on something about him.
Don't just regular date. You know enough to go on complicated dates. If he likes to do something, make that a date. If he has a hobby, do it with him even if you hate it. Find odd dates to do so you can find out all about him - especially the stuff he doesn't tell you. Get silly together and just laugh.
Spend time apart to make the heart go fonder for him. Not just craving him physically, but you'll eventually start to crave him emotionally too.
Start having rituals or things you do together to create a bond of some sort. It can be something silly like a nose kiss before parting or on every Tuesday no matter what you'll talk at eight at night. The bonding experience will lead to you and him eventually breaking down your emotional walls
But all in all, it will take time.
There's no quick fix for any of this, and if you really like him, your heart will eventually warm to him and you'll send us all a wedding invitation for the biggest darn wedding this side of the Mississippi!
Hope this helps.
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I know a double post on a day is usually something of a blue moon, but I just had to speak on this. First for some reason when I first saw this book, I thought oh thsi might be a book I want to read, but as I said before, homegurl's been doing some thinking you would not believe. But first before you hear my mouth, read what I read: New Book Shows Women the Effective, Frame-adjusted Approach to Weight Loss for Life. Posted: 28 May 2009 07:21 AM PDT Size 2 for Life by Ashley Marriott and Marc L. Paulsen, MD challenges the notion that women can't reach their ideal size and stay there.
NEWPORT BEACH, Calif. (date) – Size 2 for Life guides women through a 21-Day step-by-step program designed to eliminate food triggers, increase energy and boost body image. Presented in clear and easily understood language this new diet and fitness program can make and keep almost any women a frame-adjusted size 2.
Topics Include: · Popular Myths about size 2. · Why size 2 is actually the healthy way to go. · Why the "plus acceptance mentality" is dangerous. · Why Celebrities like Oprah fail and how you can succeed. · Size 2 after pregnancy? Yes! · How almost any woman can achieve and maintain a healthy size 2.
The authors have appeared as guests on affiliates of ABC, NBC, CBS, FOX and the CW networks and are available both locally and nationally. Size 2 for Life is available on Amazon as well as bookstores worldwide. Women can also signup for FREE Size 2 Tips at: www.size2forlife.com
Price: $21.99 Pages: 222 ISBN: 978-0-9821047-4-3 Publisher: Stance Publications Pub date: January 16, 2009
About the Authors Ashley Marriott has been a professional in the field of fitness for more than 14 years. She is dedicated to using her experience and energy to educate and encourage people to reach their fitness goals. She is a frequent guest on radio and television and has written dozens of articles for publications worldwide.
Marc L. Paulsen, M.D. is a graduate of Brandeis University and Stanford University Medical School. He received his training at University of California, Irvine Medical Center. He is a member of the American Academy of Sports Medicine and a former Medical Director of the Exercise Science Lab at Orange Coast College in California.
### TIME FOR MY RANT Now you ask why would i have a problem with this? Like I said, In the beginning, I did consider requesting the book. It looked like something I'd want to check out, but then I paused and said: Why? Why the hell would I want to be a size 2? I like my full busts, small waist and wide hips, onion butt and thick thighs. Now i know I need some toning, but a size 2? A size 2 would take away my nice butt. Though it's hard to find clothes, and difficult to look nice in clothes that are suppose to be my size, I still wouldn't trade my size 14 for anything. Size 2 would be too small. I wouldn't know what to do with a size two. I have features that in Africa I would be considered a queen and in no ways would they find these features needing to be changed. But I really don't need my ancestors telling me I'm wrong to be a size 14. Or that my plus size mentality is dangerous. According to my doctor, I am healthy. I have a great blood pressure, my heart's as strong as a bull, I've been through two pregnancies and ended up the same size I started, and I feel wonderful physically. I have strong legs and back, curves in all the right places and I look damn good for going on almost 40. So Why the hell would I want to be a size 2? I don't. I won't ever want to be that size. I'm happy having a plus acceptance mentality. What do you think? |
This week was my reality week when it came to relationships. As you know, I have a new take on life http://loveablackwoman.blogspot.com/2009/04/taking-back-mysex-myself.html and with that new life, I've become much clearer in my wants and needs out of men. I really couldn't explain why it's gotten me a clearer explaination on everything, but I like it.
Me and a girlfriend start discussing a new life outlook and she says, you know Syl, all those freaky books you read will make guys think you're like that.
I tell her my usual, "I'm just bad on paper so I can be good in life," bit.
"Yeah, but I got friends who've read Mistaken Identity. They think you're like that and they're connecting. Like Mistaken Identity. My cousin thinks you wrote her life story. And I still can't believe that is real."
Next day after that conversation, I get a email from my assistant and author, Monica Marie Jones.
Her email says:
A Real Life Mistaken Identity!
http://thedailyvoice.com/voice/2009/05/woman-gives-birth-to-twins-wit-001903.php
I couldn't believe it! I couldnt' believe that reality was upstaging my story. Matter of fact, I might have to write a sequel or coinciding story to give it a new twist.
Reality is always better than fiction.
Whoever said this was preaching the truth and the fact that this really happened and the doctor broke down how it happened was just amazing in itself that my imagination could have spoken this man's exact words in my book, Mistaken Identity.
For any of you that have read Mistaken Identity and not been a believer about the "twist" now I can say, Nah! Nah! Nah!
LOL.
Man! That was a day.
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If one more person offers me advice on how to meet Mr. Right I am going to scream. I have had it with well meaning people trying to "get me back into the game" by either giving me unsolicited dating tips or actually hooking me up with someone. I try and try to tell folk that I am just fine being by myself but some just won't listen. It's enough to make a girl want to run out and buy an entire pint of Dolce de Leche ice cream, and eat it all in one sitting. 
Day 1 of Joy camp was phenomenal!
Joy Camp is awesome! I even got confirmation of what was said Thursday at my church's women's breakfast on Saturday.
Joy Camp is the BOMB!!! 
It looks as if once again, First Lady "Michelle O" and I are thinking alike. (apparently we're both attracted to high achievers with prominent ears and a sexy swagger) - lol. For the very first time in my life I decided to try my "thumb" at vegetable gardening - organic at that. I'm quite proud of myself because after having the plants for about a month, I FINALLY got the last of them in the ground. I'm experimenting with an organic vegetable garden for a number of reasons - 1st of all, I just wanted to expand my knowledge and skills base. In order words I just wanted to see if I could actually pull it off. Secondly, if all goes well I will be able to provide my family with fresh healthy veggies for a fraction of the cost I pay at the grocery store. The third reason is because I'm kind of in a back to basics mode these days. Our ailing economy has inspired me to do things I saw my parents and (mostly) grandparents do back in the day. And finally, I want to do my part to promote a healthy ecosystem. 
A Romantic Picnic for Two
Uncovers the phenomenon of women who love emotionally unavailable men. 