I have a lot on my mind and I don’t know where to start, first off, my big announcement, I am going to be on the radio!!! I am so stinkin’ excited! I am going to be on the radio! Starting Saturday November 3, 7:00 pm, the show is called Conversations with Shanon J with special guest Angie B. I am Angie B, in case you didn’t know. It will be on 970 AM KHVN, please tune in, we are so excited to bring this to everyone, we will be discussing issues that effect everyone, with the Christian woman’s perspective. For years we have had these amazing conversations, I am so excited to share with all of you.
Next on my mind is the internet, yes the internet, and how easy it is for some people to forget they are in a relationship. It is so easy to flirt online, no one can see your face, no one knows the real you, no one out there has to pick up after you, or buy your groceries or make sure you have shampoo. All they know is you are good with the words. I am here to tell you, when you engage in this kind of behavior, if you are in a relationship, it is disrespectful to the person you are with. Whether you are male or female engaging in this behavior, I want you to know it is not harmless. It is harmful, also, talking about your relationship online with people you don’t know, disrespectful, you know you had some good times or else you would not have stayed as long as you did. Men and women these days seem to have no boundaries, it is insanity, it is no wonder relationships are hard to maintain, if you are not talking to your partner about what bothers you, then the relationship is never going to grow. It will end up dying on the vine; there will be no harvest, no long term anything.
It is so easy to get sucked into this type of behavior, you are alone, you are really not cheating because that person is in a different state. That is what you tell yourself, but it is cheating, even if it is not physical, it is emotional cheating. Once again, if you don’t like what the person you are with is doing, tell them, if the behavior doesn’t change, then leave.
Facebook has made this so easy, people have lost all sense of propriety, dignity has gone out the window, people think that what they are doing is private. Well, guess what, as my grandmother used to say, it all comes out in the wash. If you are on Facebook and are engaging in behavior that is less than respectful to others, you will be found out. It will be made public; you have to ask yourself, is it worth losing my partner over? Is this person I have never met worth it?
Things I am Obsessed With
Straws
Milk Duds
Popcorn (Pop Secret Homestyle)
Starbucks
Nashville (the show)
Grimm
The Walking Dead
Castle
Joss Whedon
Dean Cain
Purple (the color)
Frito Chili Pie
Revolution (the show)
Shoes
Thor
The Avengers
Boots
Snow
Animals
Homeland
The Real Housewives of New Jersey
See Dad Run (Scott Baio rules!)
Polka Dots
My Friday is upon us and I could not be more thrilled, I didn’t get much sleep last night, I am having ear issues. One ear, my right ear, so strange, my right arm hurts and my right ear is doing strange things. I think the right side of my body is falling apart. However I look fabulous, new Anne Klein dress, black with white polka dots and a red belt, throw in some red pumps and we have a great outfit.
I am hoping this weekend is low key, I need some sleep, tomorrow is Tessa time and possibly a doctors visit for ear thing, if it does not clear up by then. I have no other plans, I want to catch up on my TV time, my laundry and I really, really want to organize my bedroom. I need to do so much to get ready for the colder weather coming. Such as organizing my closet, getting my boots out and seeing what needs to be replaced. Other than that, I am planning on sleeping and waking up to drink copious amounts of coffee. That’s healthy, right?
Makin’ It
As I was driving to work one of my favorite songs came on the radio, it was Makin’ It, by David Naughton. I love that song, the lyrics speak to me, especially this part:
Listen everyone here
This coming year’s gonna be my year
I’m as bad as they come
Number two to no one
I’ve got looks, I’ve got brains
And I’m breakin’ these chains
Make some room now dig what you see
Success is mine
I’ve got the key
I’m makin’ it
This year has not been good to me, however, 2013 looks like it is really going to be my year. So many exciting things are coming my way, I can hardly wait to share with everyone. I know without a doubt that God loves me and has great things in store for me. I just had to travel an unbeaten path to get there.
I am looking forward to a year that has a good luck number in it, I have often said 13 is a lucky number in our family. A whole year with that number, well the possibilities are limitless, add a Friday the 13th in there and my eyes are spinning in my head. So amazing! I don’t have a lot to say today as I am not completely filled with coffee yet, working on it, will get there, just not at this moment. It is my Thursday, I gearing up for a great “Friday” and a fantastic weekend. So until then, I shall say see you later, tomorrow in fact. I will be celebrating tomorrow, I expect everyone to have their Starbucks in hand while reading me!
Tuesday Thoughts
When you are friends with a couple and they break up, who decides who the friends go to? I found out, via the Irishman, that a couple we are friends with apparently broke up. He found out via Facebook, the woman in the couple had unfriended him. I did a quick search on my Facebook and sure enough, she was gone. I was sad, I didn’t have a choice in this, I met them as a couple, I considered her more my friend than him, but I got dumped, I don’t even know how to take it. I wasn’t given a choice in the matter, why didn’t I get the option to choose? Was it that bad of a break up that she felt the need to purge anyone that knew him out of her life? I don’t know, I will never know, and I have to be honest, I didn’t know she had deleted me from Facebook, I don’t pay attention to unfriends me. I would not have known, ever, if the Irishman had not said anything.
I’ll miss seeing her at his friend’s gatherings, she was a lot of fun, delightful, full of life, well, I guess she still is. She’s not dead, but when there is a breakup, the person that is no longer around might as well be, as I will never see her again. Oh well, it is what it is I guess, such is life. All of the other cliché things I can think of, which at this hour of the morning, with the scant amount of coffee I have had is not many.
I am very upset with the weather conditions here in North Texas, I want snow, I want fall like weather at the very least. I am getting balmy, really, balmy in October, I need cold, winter, wet, this is beyond ridiculous, I am going to have to have a conversation with the big guy. I am wearing boots today, as I believe if you dress for it the weather will follow suit. Theory is being tested lately. Is there a snow dance?
How I met Sandi
I can’t remember if I have told this story here, however, I feel the need to tell again, as today marks the 2nd year without Sandi.
When Jeffrey was in Kindergarten he came home every day talking about Daniel, it was Daniel this, Daniel that, until I decided that I needed to meet this Daniel. I asked Jeffrey if Daniel’s mommy picked him up from school or did he ride the bus. Turns out his mommy did indeed pick him up from school, so the next day I asked Jeffrey to point out Daniel so I could introduce myself to his mother and have Daniel over for a play date.
Jeffrey said Daniel is the one in blue, this was Kindergarten, there were at least 10 little boys in blue, when I pointed that out to Jeffrey, he let out a loud sigh and took my hand and pulled me toward his new friend. I met this tiny, dynamo of a woman, she knew of Jeffrey as well she said, as Daniel talked of nothing but him. I asked if perhaps Daniel could come to our house for a playdate, she explained that she would have to get to know me better before letting her son come over by himself. I instantly respected this mom, I was the same way, she then asked if I had ever had a Mary Kay makeover. I said no, she said we could kill two birds with one stone, the boys could play and we could have some girl time.
That was that, Sandi came over with Daniel and she and I bonded over makeup, the fact that we both were transplants to Texas, she was from New York, I was from Oklahoma and that we both were protective mothers.
Over the years she became not only my friend but my mentor, my sounding board and another mother to my son. We used to joke that we were raising the same child as Jeffrey and Daniel were so much alike. We talked almost every day, she was always there for me, in the rough times and in the good times.
I miss her as much now as I did the day she left us to go home, I know she touched so many people’s lives, she was a powerhouse, she packed so much into such a short amount of time. She raised not one but two amazing sons who are doing great things with their lives. I know she was proud of them and continues to watch out for them from above.
Today I will not cry, I will rejoice in the fact that I was blessed with her friendship and guidance for the amount of time I got to know her here on this earth. I will say a prayer for the hurting hearts that were left behind and will pray for continued healing from the pain. I will pray for others to find joy and comfort in the memories of Sandi and with the knowledge that we will see her again.
Excitement
Well it is my Friday and I did not have time to stop for my beloved Starbucks, never fear, I will go on my lunch. I need my Friday Starbucks in order for my world to be complete; it is my ritual, my touchstone. This week has been a whirlwind of activity, I am so stinkin’ excited; I cannot wait to share with you what has been going on. I am so beyond thrilled, I am telling you, if you do not believe there is a God and he looks after you, after you hear what has happened in my life these past few weeks, you will. It has been amazing, exciting and a little scary.
My friend Sandi used to say if you don’t have butterflies then your goal is not big enough, well Sandi, I have butterflies. This week marks two years since Sandi went home and I still miss her terribly, with everything that has been going on, I can feel her smiling and saying my full name. She would do that when I did something unexpected. Such mixed emotions right now, sometimes I wish I had some Prozac, however, since I love my emotions, I really don’t.
I have become addicted to a new show, Arrow on the CW, very well done, lots of action, lots of eye candy for both male and female. I am not surprised it is so well done, considering how well done the production on Smallville was, the CW definitely has a handle on DC heroes. I highly recommend this show; I have it on my DVR schedule already.
Well folks I think I am out for today, I am tired and need to wake up, drinking copious amounts of coffee and propping my eyelids open.
The Last Word
I slept through the debate last night, I think I am better for it; I am done talking about this election. I am sickened by the behavior of some of my countrymen. On Twitter, someone I follow said that if one was voting for a certain candidate then unfollow her. Well, I am not voting for the one she is opposed to, however, her words angered me. You base your friendships on who people vote for? Seriously? I have friends that are voting for a candidate I am not; I don’t hold that against them, the way they don’t hold the way I am voting against me.
Why the viciousness? Why is this election so polarizing? Why is it either or? If you are not voting the way I am I hate you. That is what people are saying. It is pure insanity. I belong to an online group that is called the Presidential Prayer Team, they pray for the President of the United States. Whoever that may be. They do not comment on the election, they do not tell people who to vote for, they simply send an email out with the issues of the day, the decisions the President has to make and asks that the members pray for him to have wisdom in making these decisions for our country.
I like that, I wish more people felt the same, I can’t wait for this election to be over, I used to get excited about the Presidential election. Seeing the debates, talking to people about their views, but here, today, you can’t do that. People are being called racist, bigots, backwards and every other vicious name, it is crazy. I am done. You will not see another word from me about this election, that is a promise.
I am still teasing my huge news, an announcement will be made soon, I hope you all will be as excited as I am. I have told my children what is going on and they are excited for me, I can’t wait to share with everyone else. For now, peace out!
Stop Pretending
Question of the day: Does every girl pretend to like what a man does until they catch them? This was a topic of discussion on the radio today, on Kidd Kraddick to be exact. The conversation started off with Ethel Kennedy saying how great Taylor Swift is, how she does everything they do. She is game for anything. This is a new relationship, so of course Taylor is doing anything the man wants, in this case boy wants. Isn’t he in high school?
I cannot remember the last time I pretended to like something for a man, so here is the real question of the day, when do we mature to the point that we don’t have to impress anyone of the opposite sex? Is it maturity or is it just exhaustion, it is exhausting pretending to be something we are not. Seriously, I wouldn’t know, I have never pretended to be something I am not. I have never watched sports for a man, I have never swilled beer for a man, I have never pretended to like something he does just to “get” him. I have always just been myself; however, I have watched many of my women friends do just this.
It begs the question, why, why are you doing this? What happens after you get the man? Do you then go back to being who you really are? Do you stop pretending to like sports, mudding, camping, fishing, whatever it is that you have pretended to like in order to land your fish?
This is why we should all just be ourselves; it must be exhausting pretending to like things you have no interest in. Of course it is exhausting being just me at times, I am pretty high maintenance, I require an inordinate amount of placating, I tend to live in my own world and I require my own Starbucks store in order to get through the day. Who wouldn’t want that?
So ladies, I am challenging you to just be yourselves, stop the pretending, just let the men see you for who you really are. I am betting you are spectacular, let it show, if you are a bluestocking, be one, own it, fill that house with books. If you are a fashion forward dresser, let your fashion self show, let him see you in all of your glory.
Will expect to hear all of the results of this experiment.
Sleep Deprived
Well it is Monday morning and I am dragging, I had a hard time sleeping last night, as you are all aware I always do on Sunday nights. I watch way too many shows, I watched Scott Baio’s new show, I watched Once Upon a Time, Revenge and topped it off with Real Housewives of New Jersey. RHoNJ wore me out, it was exhausting, I am so glad it is over; I could not take another Sunday night of that mess. I would suggest all of these women get off the reality television ride, focus on their families and get their lives back on track.
I will say I was pleasantly surprised by the new offering of former teen heart throb Scott Baio, See Dad Run was an old fashioned, family sitcom. Loved it, it was funny, and a family could watch it together and parents would not have to address anything they are not ready to. I highly recommend this show and have set my DVR to record it, hopefully this is only the beginning and it will be picked up and run for many years.
I admit to not doing a lot yesterday, I had to run to Jeffrey’s to drop something off for him to take to Elizabeth Anne, other than that, not a darn thing was done yesterday. I managed to fill my car up with gas, just so I would not have stop this morning, also managed to go grocery shopping. I guess I did a little more than nothing.
I am about to explode, I have something so exciting to share with everyone and it is not the right time to share. When I finally get to share it, you are all going to just scream, maybe some of you will be shocked, maybe some of you will be extremely happy for me, maybe some of you will say, who does she think she is. I don’t know, but I do know that I am so beyond excited.
Angie World 