Thinking of what?

Okay, I will be the first to say that I know that I am guilty of thinking too fast to type.  If some of y'all have not all ready seen my many typos and incorrect sentence structure, I am guilty as charge.  But let's rest our minds for a minute or two and let's think about why our minds be racing in the first place.  I know somebody (whose last name we don't know) is going to say that it is due the chemical reactions that is doing on in your brain and in our body.  Well, that maybe true however there is always a reason behind it why the Wonder Twins be reacting the way that they do.

Think about yourself during various times.  When I am at work, I am thinking about work unless otherwise (to be explain).  I am in school working on my master with each semester being 8 weeks cycle. I will be thinking about that week's assignments all the time even at work.   While I traveling to and from work my mind starts to or will be thinking about things at both work and school.  In my free time I am thinking about school however during happy hour I am only thinking about that drink and food.  We are all thinking about food most of the time, but some of us get real happy when 5 p.m. come for the day. and can tell who are the ones who really need that drinks by the way they be step-in to the elevator.   

For the other remaining time I don't think about anything mainly because thinking too much gives me a headache.  Thinking about certain things can causes you to become depress and often enough get you to want to be someplace else other where you are now.  (For me, I would rather like to be in Ireland with Jonathan Rhy-Meyers. Bite me baby! Bite me!)  In fact, a lot of us do this, your mind starts to wonder about things that is and could absorb our minds when some one else plants a seed in it.  Number one, I do not like those who plants the seed however at the same time if those seed can produce food for thought in a good way then I am all for it.  However number two, sometimes we will start thinking about things that are absolutely stupid to begin with.  but then we go on to spread that stupid thoughts onto others and then they start looking at you with stupidity.  (Don't do it!)   Thinking can cause us drama that we are likely to share with others and from that it causes even more drama.  Non sense right?  Think about it!

Let me give you an example: your BF tells you that you need to let your kids know that they need to respect your man.  However your man is lazy and living off of you; not doing a damn thing.  (he could not last long in my house!  Girlfriend here always keep a pot of grits!)    Do y'all see what is wrong with this picture?  (Sidebar: I do not want nor I am willing to deal with a lazy man living off of me?  Wayne Johnson was a good role of what a man should be.  And that is the man I am looking for!  With the exception of Jonathan Rhy-Meyers!)  But yet, there are some women who will ponder over this.  For real? See what I mean how thinking can something bring more drama than you need.  first you should not give your thoughts to that relationship unless you are being objective and two if she is stupid enough to let that happen then leave it alone.

I am all for thinking about fun, calm, beautiful things that will bring your a good piece of mind.  Thinking good thing most of the time brings good behavior towards oneself and others.  I believe that everyone should be thinking happy thoughts, for a moment and for a longer period of time, until some idiot comes along and spoils it for you.  However depending on what idiot says that you might either let him live or kill him with a stare.  Having a that good peace of mind is always a plus and it is what keep all or some of us sane.

I am going to end this with this peace of mind. . . . . Lord give me patience, because if you give me strength I'm also going to need a new identity and a one way to a non-extradition country!  One which I know that my family won't travel to preferable!

The Day from Hell!

We all have these days once and in while.  It is a day where anything and everything can and does goes wrong. And for some of us it is not just a day, it could the whole damn week, and for the very beautiful few fortune ones, you get the whole month. 

It usually starts off with something simply like your forgot your wallet, pickup the wrong set of keys or everyone's favorite - over sleeping that morning.  Now you know that from the moment that you woke late you are like "Man my day is going to be messed up!"  (Those are not my exact words but you get what I am saying, right?)  Then what's next for you that goes wrong?  The shirt that you want to wear is not ironed and you go to ironed it and what happens? Do you have a brown spot on that shirt?  Or do you have a hole it?  God said to be holy but depending on the size it might be a little too much for the day!  Let's move onto socks. . . I stop wearing them once the weather is warmer to as far into Fall that I can.  See in the Fall everybody can not tell if you are wearing mismatch sock unless you tell them, but at that point why you should carry about it anyway.  In gym shoes you can wear footies, in fact I recommend that you get a drawer full of them, it solves that mismatch problem.  How many of you tired to leave that house with zipper down?  And how many of you have success in leaving the house with your zipper down?  Go ahead raise your hand and admit that that action was apart of your day!  I feel your pain however make sure that you are wearing some impressive tighty-whites on.   That way you can at least get a whistle and phone number, right?  Moving on to the bus/car, pick your choice.  If you are like me and you are taking the bus to school\work then you know how important it is to be on time for work and missing that bus is not an option for us.  The because factor here is what time is the next bus coming and let's calculate how much of our pay is about to be deducted? DAMN that hurt! I am paying student loans so of course it hurt however for those of you who are paying child support, I don't feel your pain!  But I sure that it hurts just as much if not even more. (shuddering my should here with the oh well look!) But look we got it easy to those who have a car that pared out on the streets.  They either got a ticket, a boot, or their car towed.  Ouch in all three scenarios!  The because factor here is that is more money out of your pocket before you get that next pay check!

So far how many of you can emphasize on having these things happen to you on your day of hell?  And I am just getting started. . . picture this, you finally made it to work and you are 45 minutes late,  so you want to avoid that the manager at all cost, right?  Some of y'all know what actions you did to not get caught however as soon as you turned that corner and bam. .  . .you are busted! You are busted!  I know you are cussing under your breathe saying "DAMN!" Right?  Let me make matters worst for you and say "I betcha you had a cup of coffee in your hand and you spilled it."  Was it on yourself or on the manager?  And how many of you have a female manager?  On her shirt at that level and you know what level I am talking about.  The only thing comes to my mind is sexual harassment by coffee!  That is two write-ups, a verbal notice, and class in sexual harassment.  (Sidebar: This right here is a great topic for another time.  Stay tune!)  (And sorry to tells you boys this however the girl-on-girl harassment does not work.  At least to my acknowledge it does not.  But who knows! Right?)

The brutality of the day from hell is not done with you because it is not even noon yet and the day still has another 5 to 8 hours to play with you just to make your life painful for one day.  I am sure that some of you remember how the rest of your day from hell went while you were at work that is if you want or care to remember that day.  Most of us choose to forget because it is less painful to remember.  But as the day continues on you run into even more "I can not believe this s*** is happening today!" moments.  Where to start, hmmmm! How about how long did it take for you to get home?  Now either the buses were too full or they were running late, and traffic had to be a serious MF for you to take so long to be home.  Right?  You get all the way home and notice that you left your keys are at work!! Truth be told, this happen to me one time and I was like "what the hell was I thinking?"  I could not be angry with no but myself for this one.  Some of you had that moment too.  I know you are shaking your head like right, me too!

But let's go further into this day of hell, your old lady\man stood you up for date night so they can be with somebody else.  (I can feel the heat some of y'all now!) You was ready to kill them right?  You looking all good and that "You don't want to be with me!" attitude came out so fiercely with the crocked neck, hip bone done slip to the left side with the hand on and your face is like "No you didn't?"  You can't help but to walk away and go find you a drink.  Right? 

At the end of the hellish day, all you really want to do is go home, put on some comfortable clothing, grab some food and a nice drink and go sit on couch and watch your favorite show.  Right?  But you be damn again!  They done turn the cable off!  I already know what was said but that is how your day of hell done end!

Off the Grid!

Hello Everyone,

I am so sorry that I have been off the grid this week however I had to prioritizes my work.  Some of you know exactly what I mean.  There are simply times where we become bombarded with work and things of life that causes us to disappear for a little while or just until things get settle for us. 

For me it is always school work in the last two weeks of each semester.  See, I attend an accelerate program for my Masters at Keller University, and each semester is only 8 weeks long.  Midterms are always on the four week and finals, you guess it, are during the 8 weeks.  Depending on the topic I may have to go straight to Trader Joe's and get a few bottle of wine so that I can still objective.  Yes I need help with that! (Sidebar:  for those of us who are in IT, when it comes to writing those proposals you know you need a drink! Stop playing! I am writing them in school, I can image what you are writing in the real world!)  Now I need a drink! (Water has been excused!)  Let me describe the feeling that goes thru me after reading 30 pages straight out of 88 or more - numbness in the body and brain dead. 

For some of us focusing on what needs our utmost attention is time consuming in the thought process itself.   Focusing for other take lot of them where they need a nap.  I can say that has happen to me on many occasions where I simply do not want to think about nothing just for a few sec.  (Sidebar: how of you do this?  You sitting at desk or in a meeting and you close your eyes for just a sec and drift off into lala land.  You know that you drift because you caught your bobbin like yo-yo!)   The usual position that we are all familiar with is sitting at the desk with elbows on the desk and our hands crossing, and we lend our head up against our hands, and we close our eyes for just a few minutes.  The next thing you know someone is calling your name.  It's the boss!

Keeping to ourselves with just a few select friends is always good because you don't want everybody knowing what is going on with you until you have completed what it is you need to do.  The less people who knows what is going on the better because you don't have to hear some of the comments that people would that would cause you to worry.  Don't need the drama!! 

With that said, I am back to my humorous self with all these thoughts just flowing around in my mind to share with all of you!  Especially my family members down in Texas because Q can't be the only funny one . . . . . okay, yes he can! (Q you can stop twisting my arm now!)

Is that English? No3.

When I was living in Istanbul and I was taking a CELTA course at the British Council.  For my final paper I use the slave English to explain how when we speak, we don't always pronounce all the letters in a words.

Example:  I ougha hit yo ded in yor eye for wha yo jus sed but omlette it sid.


I am sure that some of you can say it the long way. But also know that some you are going to take a minute to truly understand it.  And would you believe that some us really do say something to this nature?

The Wayne Johnson Series: The Sex Talk!

As a parent I dreaded having to have the sex talk with my own child  and this is because I was still feeling the fear factor from when my mother gave me the sex talk.  How she did it is still imprinted in my mind.  She used a medical dictionary to explain to me and your brother.  She used the picture to gave us the imagination of where the two parts connect at and how the liquid gift finds it way to home to create the bun in the oven. So when it came it my child, I was like either talk to your friends or go talk to Brent.  And I was even more traumatizes by my grandfather giving us the sex talk!

I had to be in my early teens when my grandfather had this brilliant ideal to sit his grandchildren down (those of us who were enough, myself, my brother Man, and my two cousins Astonie and Quenton) and had the sex talk.  For those of you who knew what kind of man my grandfather was, you are already laughing.  For those of you had had the opportunity to be involved with one of my grandfathers famous lectures not only did you get the chills but you too are also laughing about this.

So image this: we are in the living room at 7627 S. Eggleston, Chicago.  The living room is huge with white velvet sofa set, matching coffee table set, and a brown piano next to the bay window looking out onto Eggleston Street.  And who remembers the light pink carpet?  (I don't know what the hell my grandfather was thinking but my grandmother did express dislike of the color.)  So there were us grandkids sitting around one side of the main coffee table and granddaddy sitting on the other side of the coffee table on the couch.  Of course he had his glass of E&J, a can of Old Milwaukee Best beer and a pack of Benson & Hedges cigarettes.   From that moment when granddaddy asked "What do y'all know about sex?" was the moment I had decided that I will never subject my own children to the same the conservation.  The looks on the four of our faces, you would have though that we would have preferred to have Castro oil instead.  Having constipation was not a good enough excuse to have saved us from my  grandfather's lecture.  The 45 minutes lecture, yes forty-five beyond broken leg having contraction labor sitting pain minutes about sex.  From him! The then patriarch of our family!!! You know that was a hell of lecture because I am still traumatize by it today!  At lease the sex talk that I had with grandmother came with roses! Meaning it was MUCH nicer talk!

Now towards the end of our 45 horrid minutes, my brother Lil Man decided to go to sleep on granddaddy.  For those of you who know, this is a no-no to do in front of Wayne Johnson. Why? Cause no telling what he will do to you.  Though us neighborhood kids knew what was his preference . . . . . that double barrel shot gun.  In this case, with my brother, granddaddy pour beer down his ear! We saw my brother jump so high without a pole and won a gold medal! Now how he handed was a different thing because granddaddy caught that head, and we saw something go across the coffee table.  I think it was Lil Man because he was no longer sitting next to me.  But due to my brother's action, we got an additional 30 horrifying gut-wrenching minutes more about sex!  Now do know that there were a lot of times where I had the opportunity and wanted to kill my brother, that should have been the perfect time to do it.  Not only did we get the extra sex talk but we also got torched torched with another lecture about disrespecting my elders when they are talking to us.

Now if my grandfather was still alive today . . . all hell I do not want to image the lectures that man could and would create for his great-grandchildren.  Nor could I ever forgive myself for letting them get torched that way.  Yes I could!  In all fairness they need to be lectured just like us older Johnson kids were.   And betcha bottom I be laughing my butt off too!!  Hahahahah!

But in sadness, that sex talk did not work on my brother and I don't think it worked on Astonie neither! It worked on Quenton and it sure in the hell worked on me when I had my child.  Cause he and I don't have that conversation at ALL!!  When he starts his talking his then I start talking mine, and then he is like "I'm done mama! You win!"  (Sidebar: No child wants to hear about their parent's sex life! Or their grandparent's!!) And I want to keep it that way!!!!

The Because Factor . . .

Have you ever notice that when you ask a question or you are listening to someone else asking a question, we get the because factor for an answer.  Because of this and because of that . . . . it is always the same as how the because factor is said.  Everybody uses the because factor including the weather man.  And it occurred to me as to just how often we use the because factor.  the because factor comes in many different form and what do I mean by the because factor coming in different forms. let me help to understand this:

Of course we are all familiar with "Well, because of this or that. . . "  It comes with a short and long explanation.  And more often, depending on our mood, we don't want to hear it.  But the fact of the reality is that you\we need an explanation for the thing in which we do not understand. Right?

Because I said so!  This is the cause that many of us have to ask Jesus for help so that we don't slap the bejesus out of that person.  Note: only your mother, father, and wife can get away with it.  Parents use this because factor a lot and it comes in handy in so many situations.  However it also comes with our child(ren) not wanting to accept our words and that is when you the parent have got to knock the bejesus out of child and put God in their lifestyle! (Sidebar: As a parent myself there are times when my mother would ask me a question regarding my child, and depending on the question I might follow it by "Because I said so!" Then she will question me why I said so, and I would follow that with "Really, mother?" (sounding like a Valley girl from the 80's with mother sounding like MF.))

How about when you are at work and you ask your manager\boss a reason question, he or she starts the explanation like this:  "Well, the company has a policy in place that is protect the company's interest as well as the employees of the company."  If some of you did not know that was a because factor, you now know!

Think about when you were sitting somewhere and the person across from you tells you something that makes you say "Huh?" You got a because factor without asking the question.  How many of you like me hate when that happens?  Let me tell you why, because it leaves no room to give you an explanation.  Think about it! And often you get this cause: "the case being that  . . ." or this one "well it happen to be so that . . . . "  Yeap, you have been BECAUSED!

Wait how about when you ask a reason question to get a because factor and not know that it has been re routed, for example: you are at the auto shop and you ask a reason question to the manager and he gave you an answer like this, " We can give you this part for $10 cheaper."  And because this sound reasonable to you, you accepted the suggestion.  You have been RE ROUTED in a because factor!  This happens a lot through out the day as you are carrying on with life and some of you were none the wiser until not. 

Now my favorite because factor and I am sure it is also some else's favorite because factor especially if you a woman.  It is "Because I don't want to!"  As a woman I am loving this phrase so much that I really do need a cigarette to go along with my Saketini.  To tell my boyfriend that phrase with a combination of facial expressions is wonderful darling! And I dare him to challenge me on it.  I may not have one Ginsu knife however he will still gets slice.

Just about everything we do has a because factor, from your relationships to that job that want really wanted, are all effected by the because factor. We can not escape it, it is like nobody and somebody.  They are always being blame for something.  Come to think it, why nobody and somebody don't have a last name?  Because it is a part of the because factor.

A Criticizism Impact

Ladies ad gentleman I got email from some body in Austin, Texas who read my blog. (Excited my fan email!) I wish I could copy and paste his/she email but due to Internet Privacy Act, so I will not.  Therefore I will talk about that person in a different more uplifting way.  Basically this person said I was stupid, don't know what the hell I am talking about and that my man should have a tighter lease on me. Hhhhmmm! (I got a smile face!)  Now I know how many of you would answer this however I took the very high and mighty road on this one.  My Reply was simply this:

Thank you for your words and had you word your email differently than I would have taken your words into consideration.  I am not saying you should kiss my butt because I do not think you can do a good of it; it was because it was not objective.  I will still thank you for your positiveness that came from your negative criticism.  And I look forward to hearing from you again.

As I continue to growth in wisdom I have learned that negative comments are just one's feeling about things that really has nothing to do with you or me.  Think about it!  If someone gets mad at you for some reason than that is their problems. (Mostly likely their were already mad about something else.) And as I continue to grow older I find myself saying "thank you" to all the negative comments and smiling to myself knowing how good it fells to piss some one off.  Yeah it is malicious of me however I just do not have the time to give in people's negative criticisms.  And here is the part the kills me, they call themselves being constructive with their criticism. NOPE and why?  One depending on how the criticism was said and two, who said the criticism. 

Let me explain: with the first one, how the criticism is said, when we talk our body is speaking, our gestures are speaking, and our emotions are speaking at the same time which is how words are projected out of your mouth.  Facial expressions also plays a roll in how that criticism is intrepid.  Only a poke face with negative criticism can make that other person wonder.  At the same time how you have to respond to the negative comment in the same way, with the poker face and nice comments; again it makes the other person wonder.  If you tell me to kiss your butt, I am going to tell you to bend over!  See you were not looking for that comment.

With the second one, who said the criticism.  Think about who you can talk to and say anything you want to that person without being judge. With the exception of your mother and for some you, your wife, you will tell everyone else to kiss your butt! (Except for your boss, I need you to keep your job so you can continue to pay for your Internet.)  You will tolerate some stuff from a real good friend and from someone who you know got your back regardless, but everyone else, nope!  (Sidebar: I believe that my younger brother don't always like to talk to me because I am objective about everything until he says something stupid and then I just go into analyzes this mode with him.  I know that I got to him because he will go tell our Uncle Keith about he feels about what I said.  He hates it because I am point with it and he knows he can not get around it!) Think about those whom you respect that you will sit down and listen to their criticism of you, regardless of whether it is good or bad.  You will still listen or will you?

Now how many of you are going to take that criticism and use it to empower yourself to be a better person?  For some of us that is going to take a while, hell even I am still learning to take negative criticism and turn it into good sometimes.  Learning to brush that negativity off our shoulder take some time.  Learning to not always flip the finger takes some time. And learning how to not call everyone the MF word also take time. 

Constructive criticism from the right person comes with warmth and love.  When it comes to criticism we all can grow from it, however these days we seem to be dying from it.  Sad isn't? How we get killed over empty words.

Who got time to be Poticial Correct?

When Glenna and I returned from Istanbul, she and I were introduce to this phrase of being political correct when it come addressing matters.  "What the Hell?" was my exact response.  Little did I know that at the time just often and how in my sub-conscience mind that I would be addressing matters in a political correctness from then on.  Not just with addressing certain subjects but have you paid attention that you are even writing in a political correctness in English?  For real people, oops journalists? Okay, okay, let 's be fair to journalists because they are only doing their jobs, however to those of us who don't report the world's, the nation's, the state's and the community's issues, who can keep in mind that we must stay political correct in what we saying and doing?  Right!

For example are you political correct when you are texting?  You might be doing it however your children not, in fact did you know that schools have stop teaching our children how to write in cursive.  Really?  How in the hell are they going to sign their name?  By printing!!!  Do you catch yourself being super alert of what you saying while you are in an interview or in a big meeting with the big boss?  And you all edgy about the presentation? Are you looking at the floor as you are trying to think of the right words to say but you end up saying the words anyway?  LOL!!

Are you aware of the fact that there are times you speaking objectively as you are talking political correct?  I love it when I am talking to Glenna about today's topics because I will be objective about it while she is in "hell with it" subjective moment and just she say what she believes in.  (Sidebar: Any one over the age of 65 years of age is entitle to say what they because they have lived through enough drama. (Oops political correctness says use "drama" instead of "bullshit".  Right!)  And of course our congress continue to put them through even more stuff!)  See how I can use objective and subjective to explain political correctness? Right! 

It is our politicians who, from time and time again, shown us how to speak both subjective and objective with political correctness.  They, mostly the Republicans, will use it to argue an argument to make their justified.  Think about it and (help me out here because what I don't watch  a lot of what is on television these days) on Sunday mornings those political platforms shows that discuss what is going on with congress. (Sorry political correctness says that Congress should be a capitol 'C'.  Right!) (Sidebar: since we paying these damn politicians so much money, why can't they get a descent hair cut?  Because the styles they are sporting are NOT political correct!)  Go ahead and turn to CBS or PBS if you have not been drag to church with mama or grandma.  The first thing I look at is the diversity as who are on the platform.  I am looking for both men and women of all nationality; if that is what you are not seeing, then the political correct article link that I have attached is something for you to read.  http://www.theroot.com/articles/culture/2014/02/white_conservative_men_dominate_sunday_morning_political_talk_shows.html
Yes, I am subjectively pointing out the political correctness here.  Yes, a sista pointed it out who is on and running the those platforms however I love the fact that us women have now come forward stronger than ever and made corrections in those political correctness. 

I am going to say something that will make some folks mad, however think about it; are drunks political correct?  It depends on who you are talking to at that time, but yes they are. 

Look if you are looking for me to be political correct, then let me be honest and say sometimes you will get that from me and sometimes I will be like "hell with it!"  My political correctness is being honest however my loving friends always point out what corrections I need to make.  Right!!

I know what the hell I am saying.  What the hell is are politicians saying?