Been a minute…..

… yea, I know. But see, what had happened was….

LIFE! haha

Life has had me crazy busy. Good! But, crazy. I have been busy in my ministry, planning an upcoming trip to Greece (yaaasss!! y’all know I love to travel), writing like crazy to finish up a piece for an upcoming spoken word show in Philly, spending some necessary quality time with family and friends, and I’ve simplified and downsized. Sold most of my earthly belongings (read: furniture, clothes, bags, shoes, you know – the good stuff lol) and moved from my oh-so-cute apartment to a cute little bedroom in a girlfriend’s town home. So it’s three of us chicas, living it up Living Single style and I’m actually quite happy. I still have far too many boxes and bags to unpack, but I’ve put together my new bed and my dressers have arrived. I know what you’re thinking – she sold all of her furniture and then bought new stuff for her room? Well, originally my plans were different but things changed so you roll with the punches, right? So, like I said… my new dressers have arrived and now to empty these bags and boxes and set up my new spot. Aside from being tired, I’m pretty excited.

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But what I was writing about was to tell you how my workouts are going! Well… pretty darn good. Not excellent – meaning I still could be better with my consistency. But, I’m down 11 lbs and my strength and stamina is on the rise. I’m adding my video from this mornings’ session below – today was a fight. But the “never miss a Monday” mantra is one I like to follow so to the gym I went…

 

I’ve promised to do better with my blog in the past… and failed. But… here I am, like my workouts, trying to be more consistent. I shan’t give up. (I’m surprise shan’t is a word – I wasn’t sure). But aannyyyhooo…. hope everyone has an amazing Monday! I’m trying my best to do the same 🙂

 

xoxo,
La.

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so I decided to go horseback riding…

First off, I am or will be okay. I had a terrible accident today, but I am doing better now. I decided to go horseback riding, which I haven’t done in a while. Well, I got on the horse and started out slow, and then we went a little faster, and then we were going as fast as the horse could go. All of a sudden I fell off and caught my foot in the stirrup and the horse was dragging me around in a circle. It wouldn’t stop, it just kept going around and around. Thank goodness the store manager at K-Mart came out and unplugged the carousel.

How many of you actually read what I wrote? If you did, copy and paste for someone else to get a good laugh. Happy Friday!! 🙂

xoxo,
La

Pepper in the Eyeball… no bueno

Soooo… there was this girl I knew (not me) who was making tacos for her sister and her (not me) for lunch. And… (not me) she cut up tomatoes, avocado, lime, cheese, and peppers. Hot peppers. Really, really, like really hot peppers. And the tacos were delicious. And then her eye started to itch. So, like a normal person she scratched it (not me). And then the fire came. Like 5-alarm, call the men w the truck and the ladder, somebody please put me out my her misery, if I’m going to go blind just get it over with already, fire. And to make matters worse, my her sister was doubled over in uncontrollable laughter even though the only reason I was there (yea, charade is up) was to take care of her in the first place. Family… Continue reading “Pepper in the Eyeball… no bueno”

Team porcelain or team plastic??

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Poll: when you cook and eat @home, do you use paper plates/cups or real plates/glasses? Some friends and I were having this colorful debate last night 😂😂 lol This is the lunch/part of dinner I made today – as you can see, I prefer real plates. I love #presentation, even when it’s just me. What say u? Team porcelain or team plastic?? Lol #food #homecooking #boatarde #almoço

12/30 we was happy (National Poetry Month Challenge)

…and then suddenly all this poetry fills my head, and I write…

xoxo,
la.

12/30

it’s not the big things
not at all
like the celebrations or the milestones
but the mundane
the everyday
when i’m washing dishes
painting my toenails
sitting in traffic
it’s the nothing too particular
the not very special
the i’ve probably done this a million times in my sleep
it’s then
that i think of you
when i remember your scent
laugh at your laugh
when I’m not paying attention
when i’ve stopped building that fence around
– well everything –
that a scene replays in my mind
that a smirk sneaks upon my lips
that i steal a secret moment of silent reminisce
i can handle the big things
but it’s those little things
those fleeting moments that don’t mean much of nothing
that time when time doesn’t count
that i remember
there was an us
and we was happy.

10/30 balance. (National Poetry Month Challenge)

So as you can see, I’ve feel far from grace on this month’s poetry challenge. 10 out of 30 on the 27th of the month is rather disgraceful. Buuuuttt, I’ve been sooo busy with my full-time, and then my internship, and then my ministry, and then… well, just life! Hence, the following haiku for my 10/30 piece:

10/30 balance

too far to the left
or maybe the right, balance
was always my thorn.

haiku.

9/30 – no I didn’t forget (National Poetry Month Challenge)

I’m playing catch up, it happens….

9/30

There is a quiet kind of courage in knowing when to quit
When losing all hope is not really a loss at all
And the idea of holding on a moment longer is worse than the fear of actually failing.
A peace as tranquil as a Sunday morning in redirecting your thoughts from ‘why me’ to ‘why not me’
And understanding yes, sometimes bad things do happen to good people.
Sorry.
There’s a certain sliver of solace in agreeing
you’re better off without him
(even if that’s not actually so)
Cause at some point you must live in the now and not the what if
And revel in the strength that some girls don’t get happily ever afters
Just happily you’ve got you
And it’s at that moment, that aha-waiter-taste-my-soup moment,
That quiet kind of courage kicks in and reminds you that you are and have always been enough.

8/30 the barrel of a gun : Brazil, day 2 (national poetry month challenge)

8/30 the barrel of a gun: Brazil, day 2

So this is what it’s like to look down the barrel of a gun
I kinda always wondered how that felt
(but not really)
They say your whole life flashes before your eyes
(but not really)
More so just what’s more important:
the contents of your bag or the contents of your life
(It’s probably not even loaded)
But really can’t afford to take that chance
“Da-me sua bolsa.”
Amazing how I understand that ever so fluently:
MasterCard
Cash
Keys
Cell phone
Lip gloss
(That cell phone is really gonna hurt)
“Não, seu telefone também…”
Did I say that out loud? Must’ve, he heard me…
Bags gone.
He’s gone.
But… I’m still here.
So this is what it feels like to look down the barrel of a gun
I’ve always kinda wondered how that felt
(But not really).

7/30 Let’s Play a Game (National Poetry Month Challenge)

7/30

Let’s play a game of who can make who smile the most
and I’m not quite sure who I want to win
as long as I’m playing with you.

Let’s play a game of who can make who laugh the hardest
I make a mean squinty-eyed, tongue out, duck lips, kissy face
and I doubt you have what it takes to resist it
but I’ll even let you go first.

And let’s play a game of please don’t make me cry
well only the good tears (you can make me cry the good tears)
but even that’s iffy cause some don’t seem to know the difference
or get it confused, so I’m trusting you…

How about the game called catch me if I fall
which is hard for me to do but Lord when I do
it’s hard and sincere and all the way
but if you play this one right,
we both win.

 

6/30 – Poetry on the brain (National Poetry Month Challenge)

So yes, I know… I’ve been slacking on my posting. Trust me, I have been thinking about posting – does that count for anything? No? I didn’t think so. Well I’ve been swamped! Between my day job and my many outside jobs, ya girl has been moving non-stop… which pretty much sums up my 6/30 haiku. I’ll update everyone on my other goings ons in a later post, but for now enjoy this haiku. Can anyone relate?? 🙂

6/30

Sometimes poetry
Fills my head so much that I
Can’t seem to write it.

Haiku.

 

xoxo,
La.