Detoxing

So on October 2, I have started a 31 day detox. No fried foods, no meat except once a week and then it is going to be a limited amount of either chicken or fish, no white rice or potatoes or bread, no sugar. I have one day where I am going to the State Fair that might be my cheat day.  I’m going to see if I can do this detox and also continue my normal workout schedule. I will try to post each day what I have eaten and what I did in my workout.

Yesterday, I ate 2 Kashi granola bars, nachos with black beans and Spanish rice and cheese. (I messed up on the no white rice part) I also ate a bag of whole grain popcorn. I drank 64 oz of water & 16 oz of sweet tea. (I know, no more sweet tea, either)

I didn’t workout yesterday. I also need to go to grocery shopping for more veggies and fruit. I have the recipes for 3 great smoothies that I’m going to try. Wish me success on this journey.

Whose Rules?

This weekend, HBO was playing Sex & the City 2.  I wasn’t doing anything and since I’m a fan, I watched.  In this movie, Stanford and Anthony get married. Anthony states before the wedding that he is allowed to cheat and Stanford got the wedding he wanted. Of course, this statement is met with blank stares and judgement.  You’re getting married, why would you cheat on your spouse? Carrie said something really interesting.

“Every couple has the right to make their own rules.”

Do they? I think it’s easy to say but hard to do. Especially, when you have family and friends around you that will make judgements on your choices.  No matter how nonchalant we try to be, the opinions of those we love affect us. We care.   Fast forward to last night,  I was watching the HBO Documentary “His Way” about legendary Hollywood producer Jerry Weintraub.  Jerry Weintraub is married to Jane Morgan and also has a life partner in Susie Ekins. In the documentary, Ms. Morgan stated that she knew not everyone would understand why she and Jerry chose to live this way. This is a threesome who has decided to make their own rules. It probably helps that they live in California and are celebrities.

Do you think that every couple has the right to make their own rules? To ignore the basics tenet of marriage which is fidelity.  Is it still cheating when your spouse gives your permission?

I’m Not That Girl

Okay, this post has been in my head and heart for about 3 months now.  I’ve been almost a little leery about writing it because it’s very revealing. Hopefully, it will help me understand myself a little better and help you understand me a little better, too.

I’m not that girl that stops traffic with my looks. There’s nothing super glamorous or pretty about me. I like the way I look for the most part except for losing weight which is entirely up to me.  I’m just your average Black girl.

I’m not a girl with Daddy issues. My Dad and I are close, I love him. He has shown me through his successes and mistakes what a man should and shouldn’t be. He’s the ruler by which I measure all men. I don’t have issues with men because of my Dad. My issues with men are all my own from my mistakes and missteps.

I’m not the girl to lose sense of self over a man. I think that’s due to the fact that I’ve never been in love. I’ve never had that all-consuming feeling where the world outside ceased to exist because I was in a relationship. I’m never the one to cancel previous plans with friends or family because I’m involved with somebody. I’m not that girl who doesn’t talk to her friends for six months because I’m in love and he’s the best thing since sliced bread. I’m not the girl that stops eating because her boyfriend just broke up with her or cries for two days straight because she caught him cheating.

I’m not a girl that puts all my feelings out there. While, I enjoy conversing at much as the next woman, I keep a little part of myself separate from the world. I don’t think anybody knows me fully except the Creator and I bet he shakes His head at me daily.

I’m not that girl who allows people to hurt her, easily.  My big sis, Vanessa, tells me that I’m pessimistically cautious but I disagree,  I think I’m realistically cautious. I don’t think that you should set yourself up to get hurt. If you can do whatever you can to prevent it, then you take precautions. When I get hurt, I do one of two things. I will forgive you, place you in your new box in my life and keep it moving. Or, I will cut your completely out of my life.  That’s just how I roll.

I still feel like this post is incomplete. I guess I will try to finish it when I start examining my other feelings.

Wednesday Wonderings

It’s been a good month since I’ve last posted here. I went to NJ to catch up with my family and to attend a homegoing service for my great uncle. God rest his soul. In the midst of the sadness, my awesome cousins took me to a 80′s hip-hop party and I got to see Rakim perform. Yes, you read correctly, Rakim. If you don’t know this by now, I love hip-hop. Seeing Rakim perform was awesome. Just awesome.

I was told after one conversation with a young man that I sounded guarded. A phone conversation! I mean, I am guarded but I didn’t know that it was so obvious. I believe very strongly in self-preservation.

Nothing else is really going with me. The siblings and I are working on the parents 30th anniversary present. We really hope they will like it.

 

Revelations

You know what? I realized something about myself today. I’m a punk. Yeah, this tough girl that you all know and love is a punk.  I’m afraid to dial 10 digits to call this dude that I kinda am feeling, virtually anyway. What is wrong with me?

Anyway, I was going to be more candid but I don’t know what else to say right now. I will call him. Eventually.

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