Christmas 2013

It’s that time of year again when families get together and celebrate the holidays. This year I had the pleasure of spending quality time with my immediate family. We celebrated Christmas a day early (Dec. 24th) because my sister, who works at a hospital, had to work Christmas day. So while everyone was scrambling around trying to find last-minute gifts, we were enjoying each others company. I love my family!

Traditional Christmas Breakfast

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My sister built her first gingerbread house. She’s the creative one.

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Christmas cookies with my adorable god-daughter and cousins.

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Did someone say PRESENTS?

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Merry Christmas #SenequeSistersForever

10 Marriage Tips Every WIFE Needs to Hear

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There’s a blog post that’s recently gone viral, written by a divorced man featuring some really sound advice about marriage (click here to read it).  I really have to applaud this guy.  It takes guts to stand up and be transparent about your failures.  It’s equally as commendable to stand up and say how you’d do things differently.

One thing that his post is lacking, however, is the female perspective.  After reading his post, I wanted to take some time and write down some things that I’ve learned in the last ten years.  You see – I’m now in my third marriage.  When people learn this fact about me, their reaction is usually pretty awkward.  It’s almost as if they’re waiting for me to be embarrassed by my admission. While going through two divorces was some of the most painful times of my life, I’d only feel ashamed if…

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Abstinence is unrealistic and old fashioned

I recently came across a post by another blogger titled “Abstinence is unrealistic and old fashioned”. Out of my curiosity to know why someone would possibly say that I read the post. In summary, a young man was very confused on the subject because of what his health teacher mentioned in class. She said that staying sexually abstinent was very “old fashioned” and “out dated”. To read the blogger’s response to this very bad advice given by an adult to young impressionable children click on the link below.

http://themattwalshblog.com/2013/11/09/abstinence-is-unrealistic-and-old-fashioned/

What is your opinion on this very sensitive subject?

 

Weekend at a glance: i need to learn how to use my camera #68

warning: this post contains a hell of a lot of photos.

About a month ago, I went on a whim and purchased a new camera. The quality of photos on my iPhone was just not enough. And, I don’t have enough storage space on my phone. I love the camera but clearly I don’t know how to use it. All weekend, my pictures were coming out super blurry and it was really pissing me off. It wasn’t until last night that my friend brought to my attention that I had a nob thingie at the top to switch settings. I NEVER NOTICED IT BEFORE!!!! Man, I’m so pissed, but whatever.

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I attended a pretty cool ‘Penny Candy’ exhibit at the Loew’s Hotel for artistHebru Brantley. He is a Chicago native but studied film at Clark Atlanta University. His inspiration for his work comes from the comics…

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Suits: Summer 2013 Edition

 

Enjoy a quick joke…

A man goes to a tailor to try on a new custom-made suit. The first thing he notices is that the arms are too long.

“No problem,” says the tailor. “Just bend them at the elbow and hold them out in front of you. See, now it’s fine.”

“But the collar is up around my ears!”

“It’s nothing. Just hunch your back up a little… No, a little more… That’s it.”

“But I’m stepping on my cuffs!” the man cries in desperation.

“Now, bend you knees a little to take up the slack. There you go. Look in the mirror–the suit fits perfectly.”

So, twisted like a pretzel, the man lurches out onto the street. Reba and Florence see him go by.

“Oh, look,” says Reba, “that poor man!”

“Yes,” says Florence, “but what a beautiful suit.”

 

At least one of these looks should be in your wardrobe by the end of summer 2013!

Fashion is all about having fun. Play it up and make it you. Remember the most important thing about a suit or any piece of clothing is the fit. Find a local tailor in your area that will work with your budget, so you can look like you just stepped off a runway. 

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This is a nice “going out” look minus the belt. I would pair it with something less flashy. 

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Like this!

 

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This jacket is to die for. I would pair it with a different pair of trousers though. 

 

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I’m not really a fan of the double breasted suit, but the one on the left caught my attention.

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This is for my men who like to wear vests. 

 

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This look is inspired by the new version of “The Great Gatsby” 

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I call this the ultimate light grey suit. It will never go out of style. 

 

Spring '11 Men's Lookbook

Keeping it simple in solid black. 

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Contrary to Popular Belief, We Are Meant to Be Monogamous

I love this article. I never thought about it like that.

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I am an avid blog reader with a propensity to read a lot of blog posts about relationships/love/sex. Recently, I have been reading a lot of articles about monogamy. The discussion revolves around the long-held convention that men are not meant to be monogamous. I have noticed that the discussion in these posts has expanded to a new idea. Women are not meant to be monogamous either. I find these posts to be disheartening and just downright wrong!

How can men and women not be wired for monogamy when God created Eve for the exclusive purpose of being a help-meet for Adam? God did not create Eve and several other women for Adam. God created one woman for Adam and one man for Eve. If the first two human beings on this earth were created to monogamous, human being were, in fact, configured to be monogamous.

God requested Adam and…

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Blind Date: Part 3

Part 3: Finale

Ugh!!!! Traffic is ridiculous at this time. Maybe it’s just me. Ever since Trevor left the library I couldn’t stop staring at the clock. Stressing about what I would wear, do I have the right shoes, and what to do with my hair. Why did I suggest this to be tonight?

I guess my subconscious wanted to get this over with. Maybe he’s a good guy and we’ll start this whirlwind romance or maybe he’s a jerk. Whatever the case, I have three hours to get home, clean up my apartment, and get ready for this dinner tonight.

As I open my apartment door all I could see is chaos. With only two hours and thirty minutes left until eight, I have to at least clean up this living room. While ferociously tossing papers into the trash can and hanging up jackets that should have been put away two months ago, my mind couldn’t help but wonder back to him. Slightly depressed and staring off into the distance. My mind wonders not to overwhelming thoughts of Trevor, but back to Daniel. It has to be at least three months since we broke up, but my heart keeps going back there. Snapping myself back into reality I realize that I stopped cleaning. Staring over at the clock ,I only have two hours left.

Shower…check.

Hair done….check.

Makeup…check.                                                                black-woman-dancing1

Only 30 minutes left and I find myself daydreaming again. This time it’s while I’m staring at the mirror. With a 5’7” size 8 frame, I’ve always been desired but never dated the right guy. I snap myself back into reality and begin to massage lotion into my mocha brown skin. My dress hanging on the right side of my mirror, dark blue like the suit he was wearing this afternoon.  As I stand up to slip it on, I look back at the mirror one last time giving myself a little smirk when I hear a knock at the door.

The End

I would love to answer any questions and please leave a comment to tell me what you think. I hope you enjoyed reading this as I did writing it. 

Blind Date: Part 2

As I walk into the building I feel a sense of nervousness. I haven’t felt this way since Rebecca, but that was ancient history, not to be revisited on my way to meet another woman. Stacey, our mutual friend, showed me a picture of Anna, but I still wasn’t sure if it was the same woman I see sitting behind the help desk. This is one of the older Libraries in the city. Hardly anyone comes here anymore. It is early afternoon and the sun is shining bright through the windows in the ceiling. She notices me as soon as I walk in, so I have no time to analyze her facial features except for her piecing eyes. When I finally arrive at the desk, we exchanged pleasantries and then I ask for Anna. Her facial expression tells me everything, slightly enthusiastic and excited, but also a little fear.

I’m Anna” she says with a wide beautiful smile that could stop a man like me dead in his tracks.

“My name is Trevor. Stacey said I might find you here. She wanted us to meet and has been talking about you for quite some time now” as I slid my hands into my pockets trying to appear more confident.

“That’s funny ‘cause she’s only mentioned you once, about two weeks ago” she says.

                                                                                                          

blue suit“Well, I got off early and I remembered that she mentioned where you worked, so I decided to meet you in person and ask you out on a date. Maybe Dinner? I hope I’m not being too forward.”

Thoughts racing through my head, wow I can’t believe what I’m doing. Stacey did tell me where she worked, but was this really a good idea. She must be thinking that I am crazy by ambushing her at her job like this. Maybe I should go. As doubt and fear continued to race through my mind, I heard her say in the sweetest voice…

“Yes”

“Excuse me” was all I could muster up to say in response.

“Yes, I will go to dinner with you. Pick me up at 8. I’ll give you directions to my place.”

To be continued….

Part 3 finale will be posted Wednesday May 22, 2013!  

Blind Date: Part 1

This is a short story I have been working on. Enjoy!

As he walks into the quiet room the air suddenly shifts. His presence alone commands so much attention, even the elements take notice. He wore a navy suit with white pen stripes that ran down his 6’5” perfectly sculpted body. His skin as sweet as caramel and as bright as gold. His presence alone so much to encompass, yet ravishing. His eyes as dark as the deepest sea and he was staring directly at me. All I could think of was: Why is he coming over here? What could he possibly want? Did I put on deodorant this morning? All very important questions as this mystery man continues to come closer. As he takes his last steps towards me, his full lips slowly part as he speaks his first words since I laid eyes on him.

Good Afternoon” he says. 

It takes me about a second to respond, but it feels like eternity. “Hi, how may I help you?” manages to seep through my barely parted lips.

“I’m looking for Anna?” he says.

Me! Why would he be looking for me? The flood gates of my memory open and I suddenly remember that I agreed to go on a blind date two weeks ago that my pushy friend Stacey was supposed to set up. I never expected her to send him here. I really wasn’t prepared for this.

To be continued….