Question:

WOMEN: What has happened to us that we have down graded the quality of standards that we hold our men to? Ever wondered? We may spend hours getting ready to go out to the club. Minutes shopping for the perfect short dress that goes with those strappy heels. Get hair done, nails done, errthang did and go out with our girls, lookin good either for our man or to snatch one. But a man rolls out of bed, may at least brush his teeth and throws on a what?? WHITE TEE??!?!? What the hell!! There is noo way that I'm going out getting dressed, then accepting drinks or dancing with a man looking like his night shirt swallowed him. WHEN oh WHEN has this become acceptable?? When have we allowed for me to not try to come at us correctly?? I mean, I understand the new age, feminism (I get mine and I approach men first if I want it) but at least let them be on your level. No offense, but if that is your sort of thing, then why put much effort into looking good. If you are coming at a ten, then he needs to come at a ten as well. Just saying. Small rant but think about it, Where are our Denzels? Where are our gentlemen or our GQ cover men? is it so wrong to have a metrosexual in the house? I agree, he shouldn't be in the mirror longer than you, but at least making an effort to look good for you.
Let me know what you think?..

L, is for the way your look at me....

Music is a universal language. One can find anything hidden in a few notes, or some lyrics. It covers mastering love, art, science, theology, psychology, and hell, even math (don't knock it until you try it). And you don't need a little wine or getting high to experience it. In fact, a song can express everything in our being that we are feeling at that moment. Why is it then, that the same thing, a word called COMMUNICATION, that does the same thing is so difficult for human beings to master? It's a thing we try  to accomplish on a daily basis but still we get caught in the fray of woven emotions that are so tightly wound in the stitch that it is too difficulty to get to the beginning of the thread.
The worst thing I think that can kill any type of relationship is the dreaded silence. It can be welcoming at times of meditation, when your terrible two stops for the first time that day declaring NO!! at everything that moves. But silence when there needs noise is terrible and detrimental to the being that one calls a 'relationship'. Clear your head, if need be, cool off the steam that is rising from your crown, frizzing up that beautiful mane of yours. But be sure that you can find the coping skills needed to feel comfortable enough that what you are saying to your beau won't be judged. There is a need people! a NEED for emotional security. That I am safe telling you my problems and that you can either listen to me and comfort me, respectfully tell me that I'm wrong if I am, but most importantly..that at the end of the day, you love me.
Music listens to our problems, without us actually speaking to it but it gives us that sense of empathy, that somebody in this world listens to us. And unfortunately, this is what breeds fanatics and those that will do anything to have Justin Beiber be their little lover...SOOOO glad I'm to old for that..

Intoducing...Nadi

WELL... Time flies. That's all I can really say. I began this blog about a year ago. But like a true southerner, I'm patient . Patient enough that in a year I've lived a little more and can truely add to this blog. What I'm hoping for is for the utmost southern class, that means that anything goes with a little girl chat around a bottle of wine... So as prissy as this blog looks, get ready, cause I'm a bit of sass as well. Feel free to ask a question dealing with your significant other, children, 'should I really go all Carrie Underwood on him' questions.. I might say yes and I might say no.  Check ya'll later..smooches**