When Animals Attack
Yes folks, humans are animals too. Unfortunately, they act more like the four-legged creatures we’re accustomed to seeing as the “classic” definition of animals than we sometimes care to admit. Yesterday’s On Blast led to a back-and-forth that had the potential for hurting feelings – all unnecessarily. The object of yesterday’s little attack – Freakin’ Rican. Freakin’ and I agreed to go the gym together and after our schedules conflicted, we pretty much began going on our own. What I wasn’t aware of – well, until much later – was that Freakin’ was apparently hurt by my decision to take on this project on my own. My decision was based solely on my need to get the goal accomplished – that is, get in shape ASAP. So plain-and-simple, let’s not take everything so personally, let’s realize our goals independently (if necessary) and let’s be the strong individuals we allege we are when we’re faced with criticism. After being called selfish, fat, rude, old, worn, etc., I’ve learned that the only real opinion that counts is my own. I appreciate comments made by my friends and consider them when making decisions, but the decisions are all mine. Make your decisions yours as well. For the past several months I’ve been living openly, freely and joyfully. It has helped me feel stronger, look sexier – not because any major physical change has occurred, but because my inner self is exuding a new sense of confidence. Let’s vow to grab our lives by the horns before we’re looking back on wasted time and old regrets.
Manners Moron
Why does NYC’s subway system come to a complete stop, delaying thousands of passengers, when one sick passenger aboard one of our trains has a little incident? The question came up during my ride into the office yesterday. As we sat over 20 minutes in a dark tunnel, the smell of urine permeating from a homeless man who managed to squeeze his way into our subway car, I kept asking myself – sometimes out loud – why can’t we pull the sick person off the train to await medical attention at the nearest train stop platform? Instead, we sat patiently – one train behind another – waiting for help to arrive for one sick passenger. Word to the ill…. if you’re riding in my subway car and I catch you acting sick, I’ll sit you on the bench of the next stop. No point in you being ill and us being unemployed.
Read it and Let’s Tell it Like It Is
Next month we will begin our own little blog book club. This will be a simple club that will read one book every three months or so. Hey, even slow readers will get a chance to keep up. Each Friday, we’ll discuss three or four chapters and the book will serve as our On Blast that Friday. March will be our month to revisit one of my favorites – E. Lynn Harris’ Invisible Life. Amazon.com has the book (new) for just over $11 or you can buy the book used for $1.50. Either way, there’s no reason you can’t join in on the book and the fun. Please purchase your copy by Friday, March 10.
On Blast
Dating with children. How important is it to you that the man/woman you’re dating likes your children? What happens if your children and the person you care about don’t get along? Would you consider a negative relationship between potential step-parents and step-children grounds for terminating a relationship?
Keep passin’ the open windows…
8 comments:
For me, its a MUST for the person I'm dating to have at least an INTEREST in having a relationship w/my daughter. He should be a positive male role model for her...and she should absolutely like him at least a little bit. If there's no chemistry between them, there's going to be problems w/the chemistry between he and I as well. This being said...I've only introduced my baby to one person in the two years I've been single. They had an instant love for each other and I had no regrets.
Freakin' - First, I asked you to call me so this could be discussed privately. I don't think this is the venue for this conversation. I've left you voice mail messages and posted my desire to speak to you in yesterday's blog.
Second, your issue was never that I wasn't working out with you, your issue is the deeper issue that you always feel jealous and slighted to think that I might be working out with someone else. Truth is, I workout primarily alone.
My money, promises and word are all in the right place and valid. I'm saddened that you feel I'm so selfish, but it goes back to my original statement - I hear you and your opinion of me, but I also know who I am and know that my goals are being met.
No need to discusss this further. This is so junior high I won't address it again. Let's let the results speak for themselves on who's keeping the promise to themselves to meet their goal. Enuf said.
And on to the real On Blast…
I’m always disgusted by folks who choose their mate over their children. Your children need to be your number one priority. That said, the man/woman you date should at least have a good relationship with your children – they don’t need to be replacement parents, just cool with them. Conversely, you need to check your kids and teach them to respect adults, so that there isn’t inappropriate exchanges between your mate and your children. That mate may never chastise, punish, spank, etc. your kids. If they do, you’re dead wrong as a parent.
Oooooo a'll are funny. I swear I so needed my family today. Freakin you do the thing girl. Hector I have not been to that restaurant but a friend of mine has and said that they enjoyed themselves. Will anyone from NY be joining us? I am so sorry that I missed you guys the last time.
freakin please breathe and don't let it bother you just ignore.
Okay folks, here are the contestants:
Bachelor #1: Nice guy; 6’3”; seven-year old son; slightly possessive; really passionate; doesn’t admit to want to commit, but is always attentive
Bachelor #2: Fun guy, 6’; six-year old son; laid-back; great sense of humor; attentive; conservative
Bachelor #3: Quiet guy, 5’9”; no children; work/school; very busy; touches base daily, but is obviously juggling many balls; very conservative;
Bachelor #4: Nut job, 6’1”; no children; freak in the sack; likes it hot, likes it often; doesn’t sweat you, but blows-up the phone-lines after 11 p.m.; down-low/not out
Bachelor #5: Teddybear; 6’4”, no children; great disposition; quiet sense of humor; doesn’t hang-out much; likes sports; looking for long-term commitment
First, if you had one question to identify the best candidate, what would the question be? Second, those that know me, what candidate (based on the short descriptions) appears to be best for me. Third, if I juggle all 5 and just play openly, do I risk being misjudged and discounted?
Hit me!
Caspar PUH-LEEEEEEEEEEEEZE!
I think I just tasted cantaloupe and bacon from this morning's breakfast... geez....
It's just Mr. Teddy makes me (physically) feel like a bitch - no pun intended.
Well, well, well...
Caspar I've never been bulimic (sp) it's too nasty to throw up and it'll ruin my digestive tract - for the record, I was anorexic.
Just Me... what's wrong my little red velvet cake? Let me find out you're going from baiting the girls, to wanting to attempt to beat my azz down?! Where did you and I suddenly take a turn for the worse? LOL :)
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