Men and Music

I am not here for men, just music.

Most definitely a man’s world.  As a woman I am trying to get honest and straightforward advice from friends and yet their focus:  NOT MUSIC

I hate when men do this.  You don’t even give yourself enough time to let a woman get to know you.  This isn’t instawife.

I would love to meet a man with similar music interests, but it has to be developed.  You come at me with “send me pics” or “you single” and immediately I lose interest.

I have posted questions, which get ignored, and yet you in my inbox?

You want to get my attention engage me with our interest in music.

 

Get my attention

Weightloss Moment Captured in Song

I was sitting out back tonight thinking about how peaceful my life, despite having to scoop dog piles tomorrow hahahaha. Lawn day. Anyways.

I had a thought. I thought myself a song using the scale noises from yesterday and made me a song to forever remember the day I got below 200 pounds.

It was a huge day to hear the 1 come thru, a number I thought I would only ever hear in the later two numbers.

I hope u give it a listen, it’s kind of cute.

Hahahaha

Steady on that Grind

198 Club

My crazy ass on a Friday

Wedding Woes – The Mother of the Bride

So my beautiful angel is getting married in less that 2 weeks away.

This weekend will be wedding overdrive, especially considering, we only have 3 weeks to get it together.

I have to say though – I am quite impressed with how she is putting things together.

I can see my passive aggressive, obsessive compulsive disorder really shining through in her planning.  She has detailed lists, plans, and visions, and she is putting it together quite nicely.

She has passed out assignments – and like I like that.  She knows what she wants, and she knows who is good at what, and like I am just sitting over here, like yep – I made that – grinning from ear to ear.

My duties include cake (duh), a lot of food (splitting that with the baby daddy, yes he can cook too), hair, bouquets, some decor.

No worries, cause she gave me a list.

A little history on that – I was pegged as “Lists” in college.  Look I am a busy woman with some short term memory loss bhahaha – so yea we love us some lists.

I am proud of her.

In other news though – this boy stealing my baby -_-

 

 

Let’s Talk Money – Fiscal Fitness

I don’t have any – but I do have a lot of great advice on how to make poor look pretty.

This is the best advice I give anyone in regards to finances.

First you need to determine your needs, vs your wants.

How do you discover that cause we all need everything?

Well if you are poor it comes easy – but for the rest – this might be actual work, but I make it easy.

So you are trying to figure out where to start with a budget because you need to save some money, or have something planned, and you are trying to determine what things you can keep, and what things you need to stop.

I will make it super easy for you.

Take the expense – and make it into an annual expense – and best believe you will be more than happy to trim some of that excess spending.

For example:

NAILS

Are you a woman who get’s her nails done every two weeks like clock work?

What does it cost you ANNUALLY to have those beautiful nails?

Now let’s go with the lower cost – 20.00 (average in the Tampa Bay Market for a basic fill).

There are 52 weeks in the year, so if you are getting them done every other week – cut that in half.

So now you have $20.00 x 26 fills = You just spent $520.00 annually on your nails, if you were to only spend 20.00 and we all know – you never just spend the $20.00 unless you absolutely have to.

That is an incredible amount of money on nails.  This is how I survive on minimal income.  I translate everything into annual costing – and I make my decisions based on those numbers.  Of course this is easier when you have no money, than when you do have have money.  If that is the case, you will need discipline as well, but annual calculations will assist by making you more inclined to cut off unnecessary expenses.

 

Happy Budgeting Bitches.

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Deception is for Dickheads Men and Women Alike

I know that I come off as a man hating feminist – but in reality – I love me some men.  I just avoid them at all costs because let’s be real – most of y’all have

RELATIONSHIP ADD

I am tired of getting hurt – so unless you come 100% I don’t want ya!

You do not have the right to be happy if you are out here hurting people because you can’t deal with your own truth.

Stop living a lie.

This one gonna hurt some

The Aftermath of Abuse~ the Whore Walk

I am going to get pretty real about my own life, and I know some of this might be like wow, but if you actually knew me in real life, none of this has part of my life has ever been hidden. The things you would think I should hide from the world, I find no shame in it. I did in my rapping world because that was deep-rooted insecurities. Anyways.

And some of this may sound crazy and it is, but don’t act like we don’t all have some shit that would make people say, what???

So yea if u listened to the song, and understood the lyrics than yeah.

I had an affair on my husband.

But not so much and hold your ass up, cause some of y’all like to just scrub the surface and run.

Sometimes you need to dig a little deeper. My ex husband and I were toxic. Toxic is an understatement to the amount of hell we lived in. We hated each other for so much. He was mad at me for wanting to slow down in life, and me to him for never wanting to. He loved him some bars and doing whatever wherever.

Let me also say, I was faithful and committed, a good church going with his family type wife, for most of our marriage. You deal with enough abuse, and if someone comes along with soft words, you’re quick to jump the pond.

I also never hid my relationship with my lover, and my intimate part of my relationship ended many years before that point and not even sleeping in the same rooms.

My ex had torn me down so bad, he never believed another man would look at me, not at a hefty, at that time, 340 pounds. Down nearly 90 pounds from my heaviest. Hell even his parents were ashamed of me.

Hell I didn’t even believe it when a man looked at me, and was interested in me, looking how I did. And of course he was sweet, and charming.

Now I would like to add here as well that women who are in abusive relationships, we are targets for additional abusers. They see that there is a submissive side, often promising of roses and redemption in life but in reality they just bring different abuse. For a time, I figure, maybe he was my karma for having am extramarital affair, but that I never understood, considering my ex husband was in constant back and forth with different women during our marriage, never got served any karma. Not including the ones I don’t know about or the ones he doesn’t remember. He would never hide the things he had done, and I, in a sick way, respected him for that.

Sounds crazy right, but even to this day, I still kind of do. And actually now that I think about it, more so. I mean think about it.

The relationship after my husband, he was the kind that loved to be sneaky.

And to this day I still stand by the fact that I prefer the back of a hand over a lie out the mouth.

How the hell you supposed to know who you are even with, if that person is constantly lying? And to me, when you alter the truth to get a different outcome, it just means you are trying to stop the direction of fate. Honesty sets you free on so many levels, like toxic relationships🤔

You may still be confused on how I could have an affair and not have lied about it. Well, first off, again, my ex-husband was in the firm belief no one would want me.

He would often ask who I was talking to, and I would answer with “my boyfriend”. With witnesses surrounding us. I mean let’s be 💯 for a minute. I am not saying I didn’t lie at all, I’m just saying that I didn’t hide him. To keep peace, yea there were moments of sneaky behavior but that’s what happens when you are weak and being preyed upon.

By yet another one just trying to burrow theirs claws into an empty shell.

Like I had to sit my ex husband down and pretty much like spell it out to him. I can remember, my best friend waiting outside the door, just waiting to see how it was going to go. Hospital or morgue tonight? On the contrary though. That shit hit his ego somehow and shit changed permanently.

Little by little he became weaker and I became stronger. And now I am free from all of them.

And listen if any of you are ass holes like the above mentioned, don’t come at me now with that shit. I will drop kick ur ass in the throat.

And some of y’all wonder why women turn cold cold.

One Call

The beautiful truth 😘

Please give it a listen. Feedback always appreciated.