Being that I’m pregnant and single I don’t feel that my pregnancy should stop me from dating. I mean with all the stress there is in life I deserve to be able to go out and have some fun especially when my body is up to it. I don’t think I should allow my current state to determine my womanhood. Being that I am a woman and I still have desires.
I feel that it very important to maintain that separateness from being pregnant and being a woman. I still love to go out and enjoy myself, I still enjoy the company of a man, going to social gatherings and mingling. Right now there is a dance class I want to join and I need a partner. Which I think would be a great outlet for me, keep me active while I’m pregnant and keep me social.
There may be only so much I can do but the doesn’t mean I have to just sit alone and wait until the babies come. I think being happy and enjoying ones self is the best thing you can do when you pregnant.
If I had a dollar for every politician who stuck his wiener down the wrong hole, I could afford to run myself.
Before a man is a politician, he is a man. Although we as Americans think that politicians are going to be these saint like, money-saving, for the people individuals. In the end there only out for themselves.
We have to be realistic. We can’t keep going against the current that the tide is pushing. For whatever reason these people run for office knowing they have these secrets they don’t want anybody to know about, then they lie when it comes out, then they apologize when evidence is shown. Then they beg and in the end we forgive them. Sounds like a relationship to me.
So I’m not taking up for the man, but sometimes I think people do things just so they can be caught, cause other wise they would keep doing it even though they know it’s wrong. Some people have to be forced to stop and one of the people is Weiner.
I mean months ago there was a Twitter group warning people about Weiner’s wiener.
My latest hobby of sorts is couponing. After watching Extreme Couponing, I decided I would have a go at. It’s not that it’s new to me I’m sure everybody has used a coupon or two in their lives.
Back in 2002 when I had my little girl and shopping for food became a necessity. I thought the idea of collecting coupons was the ideal thing for a parent to do, wise spending, calculated shopping and organized meal planning. I got me a coupon organizer and well I never used it.
I used to be on top of it back in the day being a stay at home mom and all. I had a monthly meal plan, a categorized grocery list and back then I had my palm pilot so I calculated everything down to the penny. But couponing didn’t play a roll. I wished I would have continued cause I know I would have saved.
So now I’m trying my hand at it again, the only problem is there is too much information on coupons out there. Not to say I don’t think abundance is bad, but come on here. There are a million websites for coupons that are pointless, sites leading you to the same link you had click on, a thousand video’s and articles.
This is what I’ve picked up thus far about couponing and it aint so easy.
1. Print out all store coupon policies (read an understand each one)
2. Purchase a box, coupon organizer, binder and card holder inserts
3. Stack your supply of coupons (from newspapers, printable coupons, email subscriptions, mail, family and friends, store blinkies, in-store coupons, etc
4.Learn the coupon language
5. Gather a few individuals to help you sort through the madness
8. Strategize your grocery list to coupons and sales
9. Spend hours going around gathering up all your savings and deals
Now this is what I’ve gathered and this list isn’t fun, but I’ve already started and I’m going to see what can be done about simplifying the list. They say once you get the hang of it, it’s easy. So far I’ve spent hours clicking on links, subscribing to product sites, printing and cutting coupons. And I’m still not understanding how exactly I’m going to be able to catch all the savings.
I was watching TV the other day, saw this new movie coming out called The Help. I found out it was first a book written by Kathryn Stockett depicting the 1960’s and black maids and there white employers. Just from the one trailer I saw on TV, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on a copy of the book. As I know and many readers know, the book is always better than the movie. It’s the original thought before the subtractions and exciting improves.
So, I’m reading the book and can hardly put it down long enough to write this entry on how good it is thus far. Now for me it takes a certain kind of book that can pursued me to stay in it all day and night until I am finished. The Help is that book. The characters are realistically sound. The way the author tells each persons side threw them, shows a life in the sixties that if I was there they would throw me back to the 80’s where I came from.
Disease carrying, separate bathroom shitting, floor wiping, dish washing, clothes hanging, child rearing, good cooking, silver polishing, shirt ironing, blanket folding, party catering, bus riding, hush your mouth or your fired, black ass having, under paid maid. And the list goes on. What a world! The book is filled with indifference, understanding and kitchen gossip. Love it!
I can only relate to these maids, servants, house prostitutes (in a kind way) in the face of being strong, a superwoman, a jack of all trades. I wonder how they put up with the nonsense, the indescribable insensitivity, the overly arrogant display of ignorance. The book portrays black women as the strong silent type. Keeping their mouths quiet in the face of all that is unholy, so they may eat, live, survive!
I couldn’t even fathom being in that time period. I’m a truth teller, word smith wheeler and dealer, and for someone to take that away from me, would be a crime. But the strength to continue and live in such a humiliating disposition, I understand things a bit better. I guess that’s why my grandmother moved west. I’ve never had the pleasure of such a contradiction of life, but I have run into foolish people with foolish thoughts, and it didn’t take me but a second to snap on that ignorance.
The book is a real good outlook on the turmoil of a black women in the south being a white persons “maid”. A testimony of the strength one has in an obstacle of a consensus way of thinking. I’m enjoying every book turning moment…Can you dig it!
To relax,
meditate,
is not the way to live,
to worry-a-way is the actual gig,
don’t get paid for time spent,
on the worry man tracks,
don’t even get paid for,
the brilliance that comes out the worry mans cap,
but societies grasp on the worry mans hands,
builds the other mans empire,
improves the other mans land,
leaves the worry man poor,
with little to no hope,
off the worry mans back,
the other man takes advantage of what the worry man lacks!
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