tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10854201372421948382024-03-13T13:16:42.340-04:00The She-Spot - (Female Discourse)What's going on in the mind of women...the world through softer eyes!"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-54241305606016483542015-01-07T19:31:00.002-05:002015-01-07T19:31:56.798-05:00Back to Basics<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It has been an incredibly long time since I have sat down to blog. All I can say is life gets in the way. However, life continues to teach me that unless I'm feeding my passion, I will always continue to feel somewhat unfulfilled. So, what is my passion? Writing has always been my passion..my writing has served to calm the white noise that most often clouds my thoughts. So once again, I pick up pen and paper...laptop and tablet... and a glass of wine to connect to my inner soul and find a sense of both purpose and peace. For me, I'm going back to basics!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Since we have gotten that out of the way, with the onset of the New Year, and rush to complete our 2015 resolutions, I figured that this was the ideal time to focus on being true to myself. And of course, I felt inclined to share this reminder with all of you. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Often as women, and for my male followers as men too, we get lost in the day to day and life comes at you fast. It is so easy to become completely immersed in love, families, children, work, and all of daily minutia. With this complete immersion, we often realize that we are not living our best lives or working towards achieving our passions and dreams. It's as if so many of us are constantly stuck on 50%, we are only 50% of who we are truly destined to be. With our dial stuck on half of who we are meant to be, we most often feel unfulfilled and go through life on cruise control with little or no excitement. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just as I have allowed more than a year pass since my last blog, I'm sure many of you have lost your way and neglected the passionate side of who you are. While there is honor in being self-less...there is often misery in never listening to your internal soul. As we cruise into 2015, I am wrestling with life questions like who am I, what will be my legacy, and what is happiness for me? Of course the answers to my questions have not been answered in this first couple of days of 2015, but I have made a commitment this year to focus on my talents, creating happiness, and living life with full and fervent passion. I must say that I have already gotten a bit distracted with work challenges and a to-do list that is a mile long. However, I remain committed to listening to the whispering of my soul over this next year. I hope that you will join me in a quest to find your own happiness. I challenge each of you (myself included) to tap into the 50% of you that remains uncultivated and untapped. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My pilgrimage towards happiness begins with this blog...I hope that each of you will take your first step towards complete fulfillment and contentment. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Happy New Year to each of you</span><br />
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<br />"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-18042969554038135872011-05-17T22:10:00.000-04:002011-05-17T22:10:35.265-04:00It was all so simple then...<span style="font-family: "Calibri", "sans-serif"; font-size: 1pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><sdtpr></sdtpr><sdt docpart="DC37B87638004166924B7D52945912B9" id="89512082" storeitemid="X_4D1C97D9-9621-4869-95E7-48700D412985" text="t" title="Post Title" xpath="/ns0:BlogPostInfo/ns0:PostTitle"></sdt><div style="border-bottom: #4f81bd 1pt solid; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; mso-border-bottom-themecolor: accent1; mso-element: para-border-div; padding-bottom: 2pt; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"><div class="underline" style="margin: 2pt 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>As I’ve wrapped up my classes for this semester and things are starting to settle a bit, I finally have a few moments to be one with my thoughts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hmmmm…the white noise is driving me bonkers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think life is easier when the noise is so loud that you are unable to hear what’s missing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Right now, I’m sitting here reflecting on all that is missing, all that I’m not doing, …and all that I need to do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A friend just recently posted a high school picture on FaceBook.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We were all 20 years younger, 20 lbs thinner…and 20 years less experienced.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This picture took me a back to a time where life wasn’t as complicated and there were no real decisions to be made ---except what to do on the weekends, whether to eat dinner at home or pick up fast food, who to go to the prom with, and what college to attend.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If only the decisions were that simple now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the words of Lauryn Hill, “it was all so simple then…!”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Who knew?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When did the inexperience and naivety of my youth escape me?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When did I become saddled with decisions, bills, and responsibility?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>So, in the midst of my white noise…I sit and I wonder whether I can recapture just a few moments of my youth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I know there’s no turning back the hands of time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Therefore, as I sit here in the middle of the white noise, I’m reflecting on the happy moments of the past.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to revel in the past for too long.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I know that the future has good things to offer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I just wish that I was able to appreciate the beauty of the simplicity of the past (at that time).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I never understood why my parents always said, “Enjoy it while you’re young…,” but now I have a complete understanding.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With that said, as I move through my present and into my future, I will be sure to appreciate all that joys, the sadness, the good times and the bad.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Because what is simple today, may not be as simple tomorrow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">This is the She-Spot…in total reflection mode!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;">Love, Peace, and Empowerment!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S1p-jPB6vxY/TdMp-GIr0eI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eottKCM5lKU/s1600/blog+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S1p-jPB6vxY/TdMp-GIr0eI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eottKCM5lKU/s320/blog+pic.jpg" width="237" /></a></div></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span><br />
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<sdtpr></sdtpr></span></span></span></strong></div>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-17829646983396371812011-03-06T22:53:00.001-05:002011-03-06T23:03:29.282-05:00So Many Choices and Decisions -- Becoming an Agent of ChangeIt's been such a long time since I've taken the time to post. As with anything, life gets in the way...or in the words of the commercial, "life comes at you fast." At any rate, it has been a crazy few months...and I still am trying to figure out this life thing! <br />
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Yet, I realize that life is mostly choices followed by decisions---good or bad. Like many others I'm sure, I spend so much time thinking about what life has to hold for me...when in actuality, I'm just considering my choices. Also, I've spent a great deal of time not making the best decisions or reveling in inactivity and not making a decision at all. Life is so short, unpredictable, and undetermined. At this point, as I'm getting older, I spend a great deal of time thinking about things I could have done differently, things I should do differently, and things I want to change. I recognize today though that I want to make a change in my life that allows me to have the greatest impact for the the greatest good. I would like to be an agent for change.<br />
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I recently met and have become great friends with someone who seems to understand the importance of life. Life for him is making a contribution to society around us. He's a person that immerses himself in the business of making the lives of others better. His commitment to the community forced me to think back to when I was younger and how I was much more involved in my community. For the last few years, I would not say that I have been selfish...but I've been so consumed in the lives of the immediate people around me that I have not had anything to give to the community at large<br />
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I've been too complacent for far too long. There are so many ways to effect change...so many people in need...so many ways to help others. So when I think about life at this time, I know that I want a life that is more meaningful. I choose to be the change I want to see in the world. <br />
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This is the she-spot...committing herself to good choices and becoming an agent of change!<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">She-Spot</span>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-63500710210106177192010-09-29T12:49:00.000-04:002010-09-29T12:49:17.017-04:00Fleeting! (Love)<span style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I’ve been thinking for a while that there are precious times in life that need to be savored like the last piece of apple pie at Thanksgiving. I’m thinking specifically about the moments when love enters your life…the moments when love has its clutches in your heart…the moments when love is all that matters. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As people, we often walk through life not appreciating these brief fleeting moments, with the thought that love will always be there…and that love knows no end. We all know that love is often taken for granted. And I wondered why?</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So today, on this rainy Wednesday, I’m pondering love. I’m thinking totally about those fleeting moments. I’m feeling grateful for the moments that I’ve experienced. I’m holding my breath, yet remaining open to my next loving moment --- where true love is shared and not reserved. If you are lucky to have love in your life at this time, hold on to it with a grasp of strength and appreciation. If you, like me, are waiting for love…be open, unafraid, and unassuming.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Later!</span>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-41276720272644167842010-05-16T21:59:00.000-04:002010-05-16T21:59:09.257-04:00Living beyond MediocrityIt's been a minute since I actually put pen to paper or keys to keyboard to write something. It's amazing how life clutters your mind and prevents the creative process from happening. And what I have realized is that there will always be something that stops you from reaching your full potential. However, it is important that we all push through the difficult moments towards a life more fulfilling.<br />
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I reviewed my life recently, and realized, while I am doing fine and have minimal worries at this time...I feel like I am only just getting by. In essence, I have realized over the last few months that I am tired of just coasting through life...being mediocre.... I am deciding to be overcome mediocrity and work towards living life more richly and passionately. <br />
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Since I was ten, I have always wanted to be a writer. And while I have written regularly, I must admit that I haven't truly focused on my passion. There are several reasons why I haven't focused on writing, however, I think the greatest reason is that in order to be a writer...you have to be true to yourself and your writing must exhibit truth. Being a rather private person, it has always been hard for me to be truly honest in my writing. I've been working on that through blogging. I must admit...I've gotten better.<br />
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At any rate, I am rather unfulfilled at this time. And while there are many aspects of life you can't control, I can control the things that are important to me and those things that get my greatest attention. So, I am officially more committed to living a more fulfilled life. <br />
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And readers, I wish the same for you. Please follow your passions and live the life you were destined to live.<br />
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And that's straight out of the she-spot...Living life with passion....<br />
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The She-Spot"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-442798548591815692010-04-18T22:51:00.000-04:002010-04-18T22:51:22.373-04:00Homeless and Suspended....<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today, I was leaving the grocery store, and at the end of the street standing by the traffic light, there was a man, a homeless man, with a sign that said <strong><span style="color: #e06666;">"homeless, need help, will work for food."</span></strong> Now, like many of us, as we pass by the homeless, we either try not to look or we scramble in our cars to dole out the last bit of change we have. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So today, I was reminded that I am incredibly blessed. I was reminded to take stock of the things that matter...and to be grateful for the things that bring me joy. I will continue to reach out to those in need...I will continue to share love with those that matter. So like the homeless man was suspended in his current condition, I suspended all of the trivial things that weighed so heavy on my mind...suspended long enough to be thankful for all that I have...and thankful for my place in this life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><em>And that's straight out of the she-spot....!</em></span>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-53454558477707693152010-03-15T15:05:00.000-04:002010-03-15T15:05:47.568-04:00Greener Pastures!When dealing with people and the human emotion…there are often times when one person doesn't feel appreciated or valued. And while this is not an assault on men, although I am sure many of you will take it that way, it seems like men never value the "all things" woman in their life. You know that woman that is good to them…that is there for them…the woman that has their back through it all…the woman that loves them unconditionally -- hereinafter known as the "All Things" woman.<br />
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I thought about why it is that this woman is often unappreciated and under-valued. And I refuse to believe that every guy that disregards or dismisses a woman like this is a bad guy. But rather, I am of the opinion that this type of woman is a woman that is always there. Men get comfortable with this woman. This woman represents stability. Unfortunately, out of stability complacency is born. So, in this world where people are always looking for the next best thing…the latest and the greatest, men are often looking for a grazing spot where the grass is greener. And the "all things" woman is dismissed. <br />
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And while I am not foolish to think that the "all things" woman can't be replaced. There are a lot of good women out there in the world. But unlike men, women still believe that there is a true love and a soul-mate. Men mistakenly believe that there will be many women that will float their boat. They are taught to be conquerors of many and to be conquered by none. Unfortunately for men, the heart has a mind of its own. There will come a time where the heart will demand the "all things" love. <br />
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In this instance, when the heart takes over, very often men will come back to the dismissed woman in hopes of reconciling once he realizes that she is of value and significant. And many times, if the woman has space in her life and her heart she will let him back into her world. But there are other times where the pain was so great that the woman while she may care about this man has moved on…for good or for bad. In these instances, I have seen men go through a great deal of heartache and pain…more than ever anticipated.<br />
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So the questions I have for men today are...why is it that you can't recognize a good thing when you find one? And do you think the idea of greener pastures is truly worth losing someone that matters? And just a thought, any pasture will be green with the right amount of sunlight, nourishment, love and care! But that's just a thought…straight out of The She-Spot!"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-20430817747026500632010-01-30T18:14:00.000-05:002010-01-30T18:14:51.947-05:00Unfortunately, Eating Crow!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KCRJlYpw54/S2S9Tfx9ugI/AAAAAAAAADY/bdUcoSQPayM/s1600-h/EatCrow.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KCRJlYpw54/S2S9Tfx9ugI/AAAAAAAAADY/bdUcoSQPayM/s320/EatCrow.gif" /></a></div><br />
Have you ever said something that you wish you could take back? You know that one thing that didn't need to be said, and isn't even what you meant, but because you were in the heat of the moment or the anguish of the minute...you said it...! It rolled out of your mouth and off of your tongue like a truck barreling down a suburban street. It was ugly; it was uncomfortable, and a bit scary. <br />
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Well, recently I said something to someone I care about a great deal. I didn't mean it...and I so wish I could take it back. And the person took it just like anyone would ...the person was annoyed, angry, and all in all pissed! The minute it came out of my mouth...I wanted to suck it back in, because the reality is what I said is not at all a depiction of what I think of this person or what this person means to me. <br />
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But as you know, you can't un-ring a bell....nor can you turn back the hands of time. So my words linger in the air like the stench of a hot summer day. <br />
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So at this point, all I can do and all I have done is apologize. I truly hope that I can rectify things. Or at least, I hope this person will realize that I am sincere and did not mean it. But I use this moment as a lesson learned...never say anything without first thinking about the consequences. And I realize that sticks and stones can break someone’s bones and words can hurt just the same!<br />
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.....ughughugh! ------The She-Spot!"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-82294198947896249482010-01-09T00:03:00.002-05:002010-01-09T00:05:56.823-05:00Friday Night Love Blues --- I need to ease up on the wine!<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">It's less than ten days into the New Year, and I'm trying to maintain that New Year enthusiasm, at least until the end of the month :). However, I'm feeling incredibly stressed with work and life demands. And while I am sure that 2010 will offer great things to me, I am however starting off the year <em>yearning for true love</em>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">(Singing and swaying to the tune of the Gap Band...yearning for your love...my heart is yearning for your love...)</span></span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">At times in our lives, we have all had the fortune of caring deeply about someone special. However, very often we still seek space in our relationships. I am truly sitting here on a Friday night drinking a glass of vino and watching chic flicks while wishing I had someone to share my air. You know that up close and personal kind of love...the one where you feel a slight shock to your heart when the person leaves the room. I am thinking about holding someone and being enveloped in their loving hug. I am thinking about Saturday mornings in bed. I am thinking about long walks in the park...and sharing the last piece of pie. I am thinking about unconditional love. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Granted even when you are deeply in love it isn't always like this, but it is always nice to recapture the first few moments of being in love. And while I am contemplating this type of love, unfortunately I haven't had the fortune of having this type of love lately. My heart aches a bit...and I have so much love inside, it is as if I am bursting at the seams. My soul and spirit say...in due time...but my heart wants to be satisfied right now! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I think we should bag the saying the heart wants what it wants...and implement the saying..."the heart gets what it wants... ." I know that love is somewhere out there for me. I am not the most patient person, but truly this love thing or lack thereof has me unbalanced and off center. I want to bitch-slap love and get my heart in check. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I have a friend that said love comes in slow drips like a leak in a faucet versus the steady flow of a fountain. When you are fortunate enough to taste love, take each drip and let it run moistly across your lips, savor the moment with your tongue, and then let the small droplet coat the inside of your throat to begin quenching your thirst. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ahhhh, it is Friday night...I'm home alone, and I've had one too many drinks. Love is on my mind...and my heart is up for grabs. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Happy Friday everyone...live, laugh, and embrace love!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">D</span>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-27903308508786844552009-12-28T13:06:00.001-05:002009-12-28T13:09:15.754-05:002010 --- It’s the New Year again!<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Well readers as we approach another New Year, I am sure many of you are planning your New Year's resolutions. You know the ones that include losing weight, getting more active, working out, eating better, going to church more, getting more involved in community outreach, getting more in touch with friends and family,....and just overall becoming a better you. I truly do wish everyone good luck with their resolutions this year. I have always had and probably will continue to have my share of resolutions in 2010 and beyond. The driving desire to be a better person rings loud and clear as the clock strikes 12 at the beginning of the year. As we shout 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1, ...Happy New Year.... Be a Better Me, should all be proclaimed in the same sentence.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">At any rate, again, I am not challenging anyone for their New Year's Resolutions...rather....the single girl in the New Year is hoping to see movement in her life. Can I resolve to find a soul-mate, can I resolve to date more, and can I resolve to find true love...? To me resolutions always lack some truth, because they are often surface requests for what we truly desire. Lose weight --- improve my self-image; Work out --- stop being lazy and get some discipline; Eat better --- a statement that is riddled with guilt from all the crap that we ate over the holidays; Go to Church More ---- Stop being a some time Christian (*some times I'm working on my relationship with God...and some times I'm not); Get more involved in community outreach --- again riddled with guilt regarding all the selfish acts that have been done this past year. This year, I am truly digging into my soul to outline my New Year's resolutions:</span><br />
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</div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">1) Get off the couch, get in the gym, and stop crying about losing weight</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">2) Make more money --- i.e., stop spending everything I have on frivolous items I don't need</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">3) Eat better - HA, stop eating all together --- stop self medicating with food</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">4) Cut back on alcohol - again stop self medicating with alcohol, and get it together</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">5) Be a more faithful person -- be prayerful in the good and bad times...and just because it’s cold outside, it doesn't exempt me from going to church</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">6) I resolve to find a mate --- i.e., stop dealing with these dead-end and nowhere relationships and open your heart and soul for what's truly right</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">7) Appreciate my blessings, big and small. Stop being a selfish, self-centered, and egotistical individual….recognize my higher purpose…</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">8) Be a better me --- Note: if you have to pep-talk yourself into being a better you then you probably already know you aren't the best you ...that you can be! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Overall, the single girl desires to see movement in her life. The single girl of the she-spot feels totally stagnant right now. It's time to take the reigns of my life and gain control of my life, my decisions, my failures, and my consequences. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So this year as you and I put pen to paper to create your resolutions for 2010, let’s all aim to be wiser and more true to ourselves. Let’s recognize our decisions that have led our lives in the direction it’s going. Resolve to be better at being you…resolve to be more introspective and reflective. Resolve to recognize our individual faults… . </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Happy New Year everyone....wishing you much love and peace during this season...and much success on attaining your goals for 2010.</span><br />
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<em>---And that's straight out of the she-spot!!!</em><br />
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D"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-5547866817446400422009-12-18T06:52:00.002-05:002009-12-18T06:56:40.798-05:00Tis the Season to be...well Tis the Season!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KCRJlYpw54/Sytt5KhjuEI/AAAAAAAAADI/dj5SolzOFbQ/s1600-h/christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KCRJlYpw54/Sytt5KhjuEI/AAAAAAAAADI/dj5SolzOFbQ/s200/christmas.jpg" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>The malls are flooded with weary shoppers looking for the best deal...all the while fighting over the size they need with the next weary shopper that has a better reach and more aggressive elbowing tactics! (Kobe and Lebron look out...your competition is in the nearest mall!) </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>The parking lot is nothing short of mayhem. Picture this: Car #1 is on one end....Car #2 is on the other end...both are racing for the same spot...both are playing chicken...who loses...who loses....the poor elderly lady with her shopping cart that has to leap out of the way to avoid being sandwiched by a head-on crash! Come on people, is anything that serious? SMH and wondering why people make Target's parking lot their own personal Speedway.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>As "Santa" prepares to give the kids everything their heart desires...the Christmas lists keep growing and growing.... Dear Santa: I would like (this long a$$ list of things that I can't even spell!) I mean really, who needs a Wii, an Ipod, a laptop, a PS (whatever the latest is)...a plasma TV...a new cell phone...and much more... I ask, when is this "fortunate" child going to have time to sit down and do some homework? And parents, if your child is averaging D's in class...it's probably a sign that all they need for Christmas is a book and a tutor! But hey...that's just me!</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>Tis the season for giving. So I wonder, how is it that people leave the stores with two carts...or fifteen bags, but don't have a quarter to put in the Salvation Army collection can? Note: You saw Santa or the helper outside when you went in the store. So, did you not think to save a few cents to donate to those less fortunate...? Does that mean you went in and spent every dime...all in the name of Christmas gifts?</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>Okay, lastly....something to keep in mind...just because it looks nice to you doesn't mean it looks nice to others. Just because you can put a thousand green lights on the outside of your house doesn't mean that your neighbors want to look at the green monstrosity. For those of you that have those large inflatables that only stay inflated for about thirty minutes...remember less is more! And making your child happy...has your yard looking a mess!</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>So...Tis the Season ...to be a basketball player...a race-car driver....greedy little kid, ....a tutor in need of a job...nickel-ing and dime-ing / scrooge...and a decoration fashionista (NOT!). Let's get back to what is important...love, joy, celebration, and giving....! Now is the time to reevaluate your holiday disposition. </strong></span><br />
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<em><span style="color: #cc0000;"><strong>And that's straight out of The She-Spot!</strong></span></em>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-48996103412665377912009-12-15T21:46:00.000-05:002009-12-15T21:46:03.136-05:00Wanted: A guy with some damn sense!<span style="color: purple;">Is it just me...or has the dating scene gotten to be very lame? The single girl (i.e., me) tries to keep an open mind and a positive attitude...but it becomes very difficult when she keeps running head on into insanity. Ever go toe to toe with insanity....let's just say, it's a losing battle!</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">At any rate, I am at the point that I want to carry around my personal add in at least a 11 X 17 size... that says -<strong><em> <span style="color: black;">Single Girl Seeking the following</span></em></strong><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black;">:</span> </span> </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">Honest guy...unmarried guy and/or unattached guy (*Definition: there is no one that thinks she's attached) ...and wait also (separated doesn't count). Must be well-kept (bathes regularly,...irons his clothes...and has an eye for style...(Note: he doesn't have to be fashion forward, but wearing 1980's fashions isn't quite as attractive on guys)... have steady job (*a steady job does not include working on getting your life together---what the hell does that mean!)...must have a car...MUST have a car that runs...not a car parked in your yard, or one that has been repo-ed...must know the difference between being confident and cocky...must be able to hold a conversation outside of text messages - LOL, LMAO, OMG and ROTFL do not count as conversation. A girl likes to get a phone call every now and then... GEEZ! And if he communicates via text messages ...NO SPELLING ERRORS! No smokers! Must have own space, no living with parents...and definitely don't think just because we went out on one date that you can move in with me! (Leave your bag and your items at home...and Hell NO...you can not have a key to my house!) Once these initial prerequisites have been met...he must be nice, considerate, down to earth, compassionate and passionate! And as my mom used to say..."can he have a bit of damn common-sense!" Only qualified and serious applicants need apply! Review of applications will begin immediately....</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">But maybe it's just me...maybe you haven't run into these guys...if not, you're lucky! And I know some of you may say, I'm picky...but I don't think anything on this list should not be expected...most of it is just basic common courtesy and chivalry. Whatever happened to being courted...? Hmmm....Single Girl Seeking Relief from Dating Chaos!</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">And that is straight out of The She-Spot!</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">D</span>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-65666094980334766182009-11-30T22:59:00.001-05:002009-11-30T23:07:01.225-05:00By Chance ---<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">This entry is going to be a short one, because I am still processing and appreciating it. However, I ask the question: <em><strong>When is the last time you had a chance encounter that moved you?</strong></em> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Feeling thankful for the small things....!</span>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-72909280976036051632009-11-01T12:43:00.001-05:002009-11-01T17:09:51.498-05:00The Progressive Woman's Plight!<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For a while, I have been pondering over an issue based on some recent conversations I have had. And of course, this rainy Sunday afternoon has made me incredibly contemplative today. So here’s a bit of context for the question I will ask you today. Recently, I have taken a look at the many women that remain single either single having never been married or single through divorce. Many, if not all of these women, are beautiful, smart, progressive, and just all around together women. In addition to being what I consider the full package, the majority of these women are overly-educated holding advanced degrees and well-paid in their careers. Now, of course there are many women that are not single with all of these attributes, but it seems like somewhat of a phenomenon in that these awesome women remain single.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Therefore, the question I want to explore today is whether a progressive woman has a harder time finding a mate...?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">First, let me say that this article is in no way meant to slight other women that are not these career-minded and exceedingly educated women that I have described here, because my blog is written to uplift all women…or at least probe into the issues that all women face. But rather, this blog entry is one that just wants to delve into possible obstacles that prevent us all from finding that ideal mate.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Particularly, while many of the women that are career minded and have gone on to seek higher education because they have an ideal career that they would like to pursue, there are others of us that have gone on to pursue higher education in an effort to have increased income and to see career growth. And many women in these situations continue to pursue greater opportunities while they await the arrival of Mr. Right. Now of course, this is not 40’s or 50’s, and most women can fend for themselves (in most aspects). So, it’s not about waiting on Mr. Right to carry her away from the life that she’s living. But rather, I have the belief that there is a special person out there for everyone. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">However, once a woman has reached a certain level, it becomes increasingly difficult to meet available men, for several reasons. First, men that are on the same level are often married or have chosen to remain single (LOL, the incessant player). And men that are on her level say that they want a woman with her credentials often spends much of his time trying to change who she is. And if a woman decides to date a man that may not make as much as she does or has not chosen her same path, she potentially faces other issues that deal with his feeling of inadequacy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Truly, I am exploring the complexities of male / female interaction. I think we spend too much time tearing each other down rather than building each other up. We have been so programmed to think that men and women are from different spectrums (Mars and Venus) that we don’t take the time to understand how much we are alike and what we each need. The progressive woman, like all women, just wants to be loved and adored. She wants to feel like she can be awesome in the workplace and just as awesome in the eyes of the man she loves. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yes, the progressive woman knows how to take care of herself, she’s done it for a long while. But she also wants to one day feel like she can relinquish some of her power and remove the great weight that she has on her shoulders by sharing her wants, dreams, and desires with her Mr. Right. And perhaps with entries like this one, we can spread greater awareness that will lead to true dialogue between men and women...so that the progressive woman can also have a chance at true love.</span><br />
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...the she-spot has spoken!<br />
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D"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-91201588282879718512009-10-06T22:50:00.000-04:002009-10-06T22:50:37.741-04:00Compromise v. Sacrifice<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am thinking about a conversation I had a few months ago with several friends as we debated compromise versus sacrifice. In this conversation, we discussed whether relationships require compromise or sacrifice, or whether both were synonymous? Needless to say, while discussing this topic in a room filled with both men and women, the opinions were extremely varied. Many of the men took the proverbial high-road and indicated that compromise was necessary in a relationship, however, this was based on the fact that they figured that the women in their lives would be the ones that did most of the compromising. Okay, maybe I am being a bit unfair to the men in the group. The women in the discussion, however, were totally up in arms regarding the discussion, because we, too, assumed that we would be the ones doing all the compromising. (It's interesting how the communication between men and women is blocked at the onset ---by some basic and perhaps incorrect assumptions --- I will write about male/female communication another day). </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, tonight, I am contemplating whether there is a difference between compromise and sacrifice? We always tend to feel uncomfortable with either word because both seem as if you are giving up something. And since we all ultimately have the desire to win, no word that implies a loss of anything feels like it quite fits in our vocabulary.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As I sit here thinking more about the give and take of relationships, I immediately think that relationships require a degree of ebb and flow….at different points in the relationship, we all have to be somewhat flexible. The question is, when does the gentle give and take of relationships start to feel like a push and a shove? I would think most would be okay with compromising about who washes the dishes one night, what’s for dinner on a Tuesday, who takes out the trash, whether we should have company over, and whether we should have a down comforter or a micro-suede one? These are all discussions that couples have which can be easily resolved. And for the most part, these issues do not have any real affect on the other person and could require a compromise by either one or both people. Compromise is made in a setting where there are mutual concessions and mutual benefits. There is everything to gain for both and very little is lost for both. <br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Particularly in terms of relationships, no one person should be required to sacrifice unless both people are to sacrifice. For example, if one person in the relationship has lost their job, then both should be required to sacrifice in cutting back the expenditures, rather than just the one person. The definition of sacrifice implies a total surrendering. In terms of a relationship, it means that there is in some way a loss of self or being disadvantaged. So while compromise seems to be healthy for the relationship, sacrifice could easily put a strain on the relationship.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And that's straight out of The She-Spot!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">D</span>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-48141908689360805752009-10-04T10:27:00.004-04:002009-10-04T11:25:39.473-04:00Are you a giver or a taker?<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Have we become a society of people that take take take and give nothing? Look at the environment...we have destroyed the world around us, and given nothing back. And now we can't even begin to get mobilized behind an effort to prevent global warming. Think about the hunger and homelessness that exists across the world and even in our country. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am thinking about this in terms of friendships and relationships. Do you ever just feel that you give a lot and get nothing in return, except for the label, <em>friend or mate</em>? When did we become a society that is totally focused on self...when did it become --- "we hold these truths to be SELF-INTERESTED...?" </span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KCRJlYpw54/Ssiy8HRr2aI/AAAAAAAAADA/C4WoA_WlxVI/s1600-h/african-american.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KCRJlYpw54/Ssiy8HRr2aI/AAAAAAAAADA/C4WoA_WlxVI/s200/african-american.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As a young girl, I learned to share...to give unselfishly...to love with reckless abandon. Were my parents wrong in teaching me these, what I consider very basic rules to life? No, I don't think so. I just think that somewhere in this world where we have become nothing but reckless consumers...the basic rules of giving and sharing have been lost in the everyday chaos. Now, I am not naive in thinking that every interaction or relationship will be 50 - 50 give and take, because truth be told, some people are just better at giving and others are better at taking. However, I don't think a relationship has much value if only one person shares. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">People today have lost sight of important things. We are all consumed with ambition and social climbing and being wealthy, without recognizing that a rich life is one that is surrounded with people that we love and that love us. We all often take people for granted, thinking that they will always be around. What happens when the person you have been feeding off of decides that they have nothing left to give? If you are a societal parasite, its time you released your hold and give back some of all that you have taken. And for those of us that give give give until we are bone dry, it's time to take back some of yourself. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ask yourself today, are you a giver or a taker?....Evaluate your friendships and relationships and decide what you can do better...how you can love more...and how you can give more of yourself so the relationship won't be so one-sided! To give is to receive and to love is to be loved!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">....and that's straight out of the she-spot...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">D</span>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-36159374857537533202009-10-02T22:00:00.002-04:002009-10-04T11:26:55.985-04:00FALL in Love (Autumn Soul)<span style="color: orange; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>I woke up this morning and could feel the cool air all around me. It dawned on me...it's Fall. Autumn is the time where it's chilly in the mornings, but it gets warm by Noon. The colors of the leaves brighten the sky, and we all begin to pull out our wintery layers to prepare for the first frost. Despite the fact that I am totally a summer person and love the heat of mid-July, when I got up this morning, I thought about more than just the nature of fall. I contemplated winter approaching, and how you think about wanting to be close to someone, to share your space with someone, and to find yourself cuddled up in sweats with the person that you desire.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Ahhh, yes, for me Autumn is the time for love. There is nothing better than sweat-pants, your favorite movie, and chocolate brownies, all while snuggling up on the couch with your sweetie. Hmmm, let me put this in terms that my male readers can understand. For the men, there's nothing better than having your girl wearing your favorite white t-shirt, sitting on the couch in front of your big screen, while watching Saturday college football or the Sunday NFL, while snacking on some wings and a Sam Adams Octoberfest beer! </strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>At any rate, the play time of the summer is over. The Friday Happy Hours have concluded, vacations have come to an end, school is back in session, people are back on the grind, and of course, <span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><em>love is in the air.</em></span> I can smell the love of fall like sweet potato pie at Thanksgiving. Although it is getting cold outside, the air feels warm and fragrant... . Yes, yes...Autumn is upon us, and love is everywhere. Whoever said spring was the season for love and new beginnings. Fall represents continued love and comfort. </strong></span><br />
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</div>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-4600625976164655732009-09-27T19:40:00.002-04:002009-10-04T11:28:16.502-04:00Life's Chaos 1 - Don't we date any more!<span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I start this blog with asking the question...do people even date any more? It seems to me that everyone, especially men, have been comfortable with as soon as they meet you...getting all up in your space...without what my parents used to call the courtship. Whatever happened to the days of old, where a man would take you out to a nice movie or restaurant and then drop you off at the front door, all the while contemplating whether he would make the first move for a kiss? These days, the minute you meet a guy...you are having to defend your personal space from having him move right on in.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I won't, however, blame this blog totally on the men we date...LOL. Why is it that women feel comfortable having sex with men that they just met? Don't get me wrong, this is definitely not a judgment call...but how did we get to the point that we find ourselves in bed with a stranger? No, he may not be a stranger in the sense that we have no clue who this guy is but rather a stranger in the sense that we probably have hung out with him a couple of times...and maybe talked to him on the phone a couple of times..., yet he is still a stranger. And then often we find ourselves disappointed or even dejected over the event. Not to mention, sex with a stranger that isn't enjoyable sex is enough to make you want to slit your wrist. But I digress!</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I guess the point of this blog is to say, we all need to slow things down these days. In the age of technology and easy access, we just don't want to provide easy access to ourselves, our body, our mind...our soul. We need to learn to proceed with caution...keeping in mind, "everything that glitters ain't gold." Never has a truer statement been said. </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyway...I think its time we take life slow. And perhaps when something noteworthy comes a long...we won't miss it with the hustle and bustle of life's chaos.</span>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-52005833256625850872009-09-19T19:29:00.001-04:002009-09-19T19:48:48.250-04:00"Birthday Blues for the Single Girl"<span style="color: #330033; font-family: arial;"><strong><span style="color: #993399;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Hey world.... </span></span></strong></span><br />
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It's the eve of my birthday and I am looking forward to having dinner with friends. As I am getting ready for dinner, I am sitting here thinking about what this next year will mean...for the single girl who is still looking for love....hmmmm, one wonders. So while I have had the fortunate opportunity to share this weekend with those that I love, I find myself in the midst of reflection as I wonder...what's next?<br />
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Birthdays for the single girl who is in her thirties are what many would consider an extremely stressful time. Because while you have very special friends and family that value you and want to share in your day, they aren't quite as committed as you would have them be. For a person like me, birthdays are special times. I usually go out of my way to make others feel loved and valued. Yet, I went into this birthday weekend holding my breath and wishing it was over, because I knew that the investment in my day would be little to none.<br />
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So you may wonder why birthdays for the single girl are so stressful, well the time is spent wondering will you be alone on your birthday...will the people you care about actually show up...will the men you are seeing even give you a call (considering that most married men can't even remember their wives birthdays), and finally will this birthday be worthwhile? And after all of that, if the birthday isn't that great, what the heck does that say about the year to come?<br />
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Well, to my surprise, my birthday has been fine. My friends actually did show up, some of the guys actually did call...and I was made to feel special by those that love me. But for those of you that know some single woman who is nearing a birthday, keep this in mind and make it her best!<br />
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And that's straight out of the She-Spot!</span><br />
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</strong></span><span style="color: #330033; font-family: arial;"><strong></strong></span>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-43233383504444449892009-03-08T21:47:00.000-04:002009-03-08T21:53:22.956-04:00The Fun in FacebookOver the last few months, I have gotten into the newest 30 something phenomena --- FaceBook. It has been a great way to get back in touch with old friends and to constantly be updated on the haps of your closest friends. The best thing however about facebook is that you feel so in the minds of those you know...from the status updates to the recent pics...to the old pics...or just based on the applications that everyone uploads. <br /><br />Just think, when is the last time that 100 people wished you a Happy Birthday? How great is that...that you everyone can easily reach out and touch you. <br /><br />Facebook, although it can be a major distraction in your daily life, has been as strong a connection as the cell phone. Interestingly, high school students and twenty-somethings have been using facebook for a while now. It has only recently touched the thirty-something to forty-something crowd. What a way to close the generation gap...through communication. <br /><br />My hats off to facebook...as I am a total fan."The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-45163101262408749722009-03-08T21:28:00.000-04:002009-03-08T21:39:08.604-04:00Liar, Liar...Pants on Fire!It's Sunday night, and I am contemplating what the week will have in store. As I think about tomorrow, work, the gym and all the many things that clutter my mind, I realize I am also feeling frustrated about a recent incident. Someone close to me told me, what I consider to be, a sizable lie. The lie goes to the overall credibility of the person. <br /><br />So I ask the question, is it possible to get past a lie that calls question to the very core of who you are? I would like to think that I am extremely open-minded (which I am about most things) and I am extremely forgiving. The truth of the matter is that it does not matter whether the lie is forgiven, there is always a nagging thought in the back of your mind that waits for the next lie. <br /><br />Is it unfair for me to base my judgment of this individual on this one lie? I have decided to have the hard conversation. And for those of you that know me, you know that I hate confrontation. I believe, however, if I confront this issue head-on, then perhaps I can get past the lie...at least I hope so. <br /><br />For now, I am forever reminded of the childhood saying...liar, liar...pants on fire! At this moment, I am still a bit mad... ."The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085420137242194838.post-2428413068942463092009-03-05T19:25:00.000-05:002009-03-05T19:47:38.183-05:00Motivation ...PERHAPS!<div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003300;"><em><strong>I often wonder what has happened to my<br />motivation. I wonder why my creativity<br />has fallen by the wayside. </strong></em></span></div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003300;"><em><strong><div align="left"><br />I used to write all the time.<br />In the past, I was able to put pen to paper and define who I was.<br /><br />Now, I find it so difficult to get into the<br />groove of things.<br />I truly believe that life's difficulties have cluttered my brain<br />to the point that no creative "juices" can flow. I have been<br />stagnated by life's disappointments. And I can't even begin to<br />answer the question, "Who Am I?"<br /><br />My favorite movie "The Five Heartbeats" says that you<br />aren't able to be your best creatively until you have experienced<br />heartbreak...<br /></div><div align="left">I believe this to be true, but moving beyond<br />the pain of the past is what takes courage.<br /><br />So the question is: How do you move beyond the<br />life that you are living to reach your fullest<br />potential? How do you not let life take away all that you are and<br />leave you with nothing? How are you motivated when you have been<br />battered, bruised, and broken?<br /><br />I wonder...I think...I attempt...and thus, this<br />blog. Perhaps, I can overcome life's<br />challenges...perhaps I can grasp<br />motivation while staring defeat in the<br />face...perhaps...</strong></em></span> </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;">PERHAPS!</span></em></strong></div>"The She-Spot"http://www.blogger.com/profile/10440545673410055272noreply@blogger.com0