1. It’s so great to finally have another off day. My Fridays off are like little oases of happiness. If I can just make it to Thursday, I feel like I am alright.
2. Somehow I keep missing deliveries from FedEx. Do they just not attempt to deliver to my door because I live in an apartment complex? Do I not get a “hey we stopped by sticker?” Do they automatically assume the front office will notify me…..they do NOT!
3. Still making it happen with Weight Watchers. I made to last night before I used any of my weekly indulgence points. The weekends are usually for eating out so I knew I would need them. Last night I needed pizza in my life so I ate the mess out of two 10 point slices of Honolulu Hawaiian and never looked back.
4. I registered for the Multistate Professional Responsibility Exam yesterday for the March exam. It’s the first and usually minor step to retaking the bar exam. This however is huge for me. I haven’t sat for the bar since February 2011. I’m really hoping everything turns out well.
5. Outside of laundry and washing my hair, nothing at all will get done today. I’m all about my Kindle and Bloglovin today.
Diva – Beyonce
This song has been my unofficial theme song from the moment I bought I Am…Sasha Fierce and gave it a listen. Whenever I’m feeling myself and am getting ready, I cue it up to put me in the optimum frame of mind. My Twitter name has diva in it. My blog title has diva in it. I consider myself to be a leading lady in the way that I carry myself and the way I am taking charge of my life.
Cool – Anthony Hamilton
This song has to be the theme and anthem of me and Boo Thang’s relationship. When I hear this song I instantly start to smile. There was a time where we took a trip with two other couples to Gatlinburg. The other two girlfriends got into a fist fight and were bickering the whole time we were there. THREE. DAYS. WORTH. OF. BICKERING. It almost put a damper on our vacation (that we saved months for, might I add…), but we heard this song and everything was alright with the world. Anytime outside forces come in to damage our collective psyche, we just play this song and keep it moving. I love him.
(Forgive my image, I thought it was hilarious….and proved my point all at the same time.)
One of my biggest pet peeves is being dismissed. By this I mean having my thoughts or opinions cast off because the person hearing them thinks that I don’t know what I’m talking about. What really bothers me is when men do it. Most of the time, it has an air of “Aww, how cute! It’s a woman talking about ______.” Anyone who knows anything about me knows that I am a football junkie. I eat, sleep and breathe NFL football (and NCAA football for the sole purpose of NFL scouting). I watch SportsCenter and NFL Total Access religiously. I also follow several teams on the Bleacher Report (link). Bottom line, I know my stuff.
Let’s face it, most of my sports related conversations are with men because a lot women just aren’t into sports (or they love basketball…which makes it worse). So the problem always comes when I’m talking about sports with men. No matter what I say men look at me like “what could you possibly know about sports, little woman?” This irritates me to no end!! Then not only do they question my sports knowledge, they start talking down to me like I’m a child. Being the person that I am, I never back down from a challenge. I just go there with them until they are blue in the face. What I’ve found out from these encounters is that there are two types of men.
- A LOT of men that pretend to be football fans. They would rather discredit me as a woman than let me
continue to chop their balls off while Ikill them with my superior knowledge. These are the men that watch a few episodes of Sports Center so that they can be considered one of guys but don’t know anymore than what Skip Bayless, Chris Berman and Mel Kiper told them. Deep down inside they are embarrassed that a woman knows more than them. These men make me laugh because I love to sniff out a fraud.
- Male sports fans are generally sexist. Point blank. Period. These are the easiest to win over though. A woman with extensive sports knowledge is considered to be somewhat of a unicorn. Our purpose is generally served by making their lives hell when they are watching the game and making the best pre-game snacks (sorry ladies…..that’s what some of us do *shrugs*). After 30 minutes of blank stares, I will have new male friend.
Boo Thang loves my love of football and stimulates my sports mind all the time. That I am thankful for….or he would have to go…..
(For more information about this celebration, check it out here!)
Happy Black Girl Day!!! Today’s HBGD is special to me because it comes the day after International Women’s Day. How could I not pass up a chance to celebrate womanhood one day and then celebrate the specialness that comes with being a BLACK woman the very next day. Can’t beat it with a baseball bat!
Today I started reading The Black Woman: An Anthology, edited by Toni Cade Bambara. It features poetry and essays written by black women on various topics. I think that everyone should pick it up. This poem stuck out to me within the first 15 pages.
Naturally – Audre Lord
Since Naturally Black is Naturally Beautiful
I must be proud
Who always was a trifle
And plain though proud
I’ve given up pomades
Having spent the summer sunning
And feeling naturally free (If I die of skin cancer, oh well — one less black and beautiful me)
Yet no Agency spends millions
To prevent my summer tanning
And who trembles nightly
With the fear of their lily cities being swallowed
By a summer ocean of naturally woolly hair?
But I’ve bough my can of
Natural Hair Spray
Made and marketed in Watts
Still thinking more
Proud beautiful black women
Could better make and use
Happy Black Girl Day!!!
Psalm 139:14 NIV: “I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”
I have been craving a better spiritual connection and relationship with God. I have had many hangups about the church, but I am learning to let those go. I know that the journey begins and ends with me taking the steps.
I started a devotional bible reading plan on YouVersion.com. I love this website because it has a bible app for my Blackberry and allows me to make notes, bookmark verses and keeping up with my daily readings no matter where I am. Today’s bible verse is the Psalm I quoted above and the topic was “from trash to treasure.” The devotional centered around a piece of old worn out furniture that the author was trying to restore.
You, Lord, have the capability of undoing all my blemishes and mistakes, of taking me back to bare wood again. Better still, You are able to take my gouges and stains–my flaws–and rub and polish them until they’re really the prettiest areas on the desk!
You have done this in my life so many times. I show up in Your garage a mess, but You always see the potential. I wonder if You heave a sigh and, with great determination, begin the project?
That I don’t know. One thing I do know: that You are working; that You are the epitome of patience; that You are skilled–the very best–at refinishing sorry things that might be on the curb ready for the trash truck.
How can I ever thank You for what You have done for me? I can’t. It’s impossible. But You know my thoughts, my heart, the depth of my gratitude. And You see my potential.
There have been too many times that I have felt unworthy, unliked, unloved. I felt that way as I read this devotional. I think that I haven’t ever felt truly comfortable in churches that I have gone to based on the fact that I felt “blemished.” I know that He is bigger than man and will take me flaws and all. If he can works with my flaws and blemishes….maybe I can begin to work with myself in spite of those. I have always dreamed of a picture perfect life for myself. I had everything going in the correct order….but life is not that simple and easy. I have not been able to get past what I feel like are failures and actually live. I have accepted that none of this is a mistake and the things that I am experiencing now are for my benefit. I should not EVER doubt myself again…..because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.