Kim Kardashian and Kris Humphries: 10 million <--difference? They actually made 18 million.
Am I a hater? Yes ma'am. I have a big butt and a better personality than Kim K. Where's my moola? Make me a thousandiare baby.
-Toodles
My Ravens are now 5-2 praise Jill Scott! I'll have to admit the first half against the Cardinals yesterday was straight poo poo. Our offense couldn't get it started and a string of turnovers resulted in Cardinal points. By half time, my Ravens jersey was shredded to Hulk proportions.
But the second quarter, Flacco got into rhythm. I'm thinking Pizza Hut gave him a buzz in the locker room. Joe Cool remembered he had tight ends and wait, Boldin was on the team too? Magic happened and we were in the game again.
The Cardinals and Ravens game was definitely a rollercaster ride. It was fun and I even put my hands up.
Ravens/Cardinals 30-27.
Summing up the game:
Boldin: 7 receptions, 145 yards
Rice: 18 carries, 63 yards and 3 (!!!!) touchdowns
-Toodles
That question can relate to a number of things: your spouse, your job, parents, bank.... But right now I pose this question to my.... *drum roll* gym.
I'm currently enrolled, but not active, at a bare minimum, low cost gym. Equipment, check. Tvs, check. Customer Service, no. I mean they have employees but they suck. The front desk is filled with inattentive jocks who only interest is signing you up for personal training.
True Story:
I was working out awhile ago and as I was leaving the gym I saw a sign that said free personal training class. At the bottom was a binder which I left my name and phone number. 10 minutes later as I was driving home, I received a call from the trainer ready to schedule an appointment. I picked a date and continued my ride. Fast forward to the next week. With my busy life *cough* I forgot about the personal training class. A received another call from the trainer and we rescheduled.
When we finally met up it was all business. The trainer weighed me, took my measurements and we discussed what my goals were. I told him I wanted to lose 50 pounds. He kept questioning me on what else I wanted for my body. I felt like he was sizing me up and picking different areas I needed to work on. "Don't you want toner arms? Tighter mid section?" I told him, yes that would be good too but the weight loss was the most important thing for me.
After the consultant, we moved to the workout section. I must admit, the trainer pushed me physically. We probably worked out a total of 15 minutes but it was one of the hardest sessions I ever had. My body was sore, in a good way, and I felt energized.
As you may notice, the trainer and I haven't talked about money yet. That's coming very soon....
As we went back upstairs to talk business, I tried to estimate a reasonable figure I could afford for weekly sessions. I was still unemployed at the time but was optimistic I wouldn't be for long.
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"For 2 workouts a week it'll be $40. You'll sign on for 3 mths. The total is $480. Does that sound good to you?"
It did. Only because I know the price that other personal trainers charge. I was all for it until....
"To get started you need to pay 240."
Um, I don't have a job. I thought that since I paid membership the cost of the training would be applied to my account, monthly. As I expressed this to the trainer, I noticed another guy who was in the office straightening up, walk towards us. This guy then starts sprewing tons of benefits of personal training, how I can open a credit card, etc. I explained how I wanted the training but I didn't have the money to put down. This didn't derail him. In fact, now my trainer had join in. I had two people barking at me at signing the contract for personal training. This went on for ten minutes, Can you say turn off?
Now I was a salesperson for 7 years. I get it, you have sales goals. Probably working on commission. But learn how to back down. You can't magically water money seeds in my pocket and make them grow. I was so disgusted with the whole act that I never went back to that gym. Put of it was employees' pushy, aggressive behavior and some was plain ol' laziness but shush, don't tell nobody :)
I told that looooong story because... I'm joining another gym. Planetfitness.com to be exact. They have awesome plans and even better benefits. For $10 down and $20/mth, I'll have unlimited fitness classes, half off drinks, free tanning o_O, and unlimited guest passes. Way better than the other gym, way. I wanted to join today but I gotta see what Officer wants to do. Maybe tomorrow I'll be posting before I go to the gym pictures.
*cross ya fingers*
-Toodles
*Oprah voice* No, not Beiber fever but baby fever!
Nearly everyone I know is currently pregnant or has given birth recently. And I held a real live baby this afternoon! *giggles*
As much as I would love to have a baby boy of my own, we're 0/3. And the odds are set for us to have another girl. Don't get me wrong, girls are awesome. But I still want a little football player.
*tazers uterus*
After having Lady J, I declared myself retired from the baby making factory. No Michael Jordin comeback in my future. I'll just stick to borrowing other people's babies.
-Toodles
Remember a couple of post back *gives you time to reflect* when I said I never wanted Lady J to grow up? Well... I kinda do on one issue, potty training.
I've successfully trained two children. Hell, I even include that on my resume (not) but I think I'm good at it. Until Lady J turned 2. When my oldest girls showed signs of readiness, I pulled out the pot, sat them down and two weeks later, potty trained! <-disclaimer, they didn't sit for two weeks straight, or did they....
Anyway, when Lady J showed signs, leaving to pee/poop in other rooms, telling me she soiled her diaper (!), I did nothing. I mean I changed her but I never ran out to get pull ups or even a pot.
But today, I'm taking a giant leap to Walmart to buy a pink potty fit for a queen. Lady J will sit on her throne and.... You get the point.
Wish us luck.
-Toodles
Old picture |
2011 picture, any questions? |
Before I went on hiatus from Twitter (it's been a month now, wow...) I followed Mya, the singer's profile. Her tweets were few and in between but most were about dieting. Whenever I read Mya's diet tweets I would roll my eyes in a signature move reserved for people who always talk about losing weight but have perfect bodies. From her own song, Mya's "Body's Like Woah! |
The purple koolaid has gone SOUR! |
Hey guys, what another beautiful weekend in Baltimore. Yesterday me and my girl troop went out to a Fall festival. And of course, it was free! Pony rides, moon bounces, games, face painting, and food (!!!). The kids had an awesome time and all I paid for was gas :)
After the festival, we went to visit my sister. The girls helped her bake a birthday cake for our aunt (her bday was yesterday) and we danced to music for at least an hour.
On the drive back home, I had an urge to drive to the house I grew up in. If you remember, I was placed in foster care at the age of 7. So I haven't been to the house in 20 years. But my mind told me to drive there. After all these years I still know the address and all the cross streets to get there. I passed both my primary and elementary schools on the way. As I got closer to the house, I started to tear up. I had my best memories here. Yes I was poor, yes I missed a lot of school, but I was loved.
As I pulled up to the house, I told the girls I use to lived there. Most of the block is abandoned buildings so the kids just looked at me crossed eyed. I took a couple of pictures and drove away.
I don't know why I wanted to drive there. Maybe my sister turning 25 made me realize how far we came, maybe because my late biological mother's bday is in 5 days or maybe because I've been lacking confidence in myself and God wanted me to remind me of where I came from. I don't know.
But I'm glad I drove to the house. Especially with my girls. My oldest two are around the ages my sister and I was placed with the state. Just thinking about that gives me chills.
What a life I had.
-Toodles
I wish I had the upper body to rock this. My boobs say, no. |
Yaaaaa honey! |
All these tools and I only used one, the screw driver lol |
I kinda want a do over. More than one actually. 3 or 4 would help.
-Toodles
I have people in my life that I swear only talk to me so they can pass my news on to others.
It's so annoying. Like right now, my facebook chat is overrunning with questions about my relationship and wedding.
*sigh*
I wanna ran away.
-Toodles
"What happened at work last night?"
" It was pretty quiet. A 20 year old got shot in the neck at the end of my shift."
And ladies and gentlemen, that's a snippet of the kinds of conversations I have with Officer. Officer works overnight in the busiest district in Baltimore City. When I say busy, I don't mean they sell the most candy. Busy meaning A LOT of shootings and homicides. But that's Baltimore, what can you expect.*shrugs*
Officer rarely discusses his nights at at work with me. Mainly because so much happens and also because I find out things from Justin Fenton of The Baltimore Sun who tweets like a maniac updating crime reports.
But another reason is because Officer doesn't like bringing work home. When he gets home in the early am, Officer takes off his uniform and immediately plays his video game. He plays for an hour and then comes up to bed. I use to chided him about it but I realize now he needs the games to decompress.
As much as I asked him to changed shifts or lateral out, Officer refuses. He loves his coworkers and his job. It definitely takes a special person to put on a police uniform and protect Baltimore from the bad guys. I hope you guys appreciate it.
I do.
-Toodles
This weekend in Baltimore was absolutely sunny, warm and beautiful. So beautiful that me, my princesses and MJ took a walk.
And that was even more beautiful <3
-Toodles
Every parent can appreciate that exact moment at night when the kids are asleep and you can finally hear your thoughts....
Aaaaaah...
And then you say to yourself, now what?
And that's where I'm at right now. Officer vacation started yesterday but he has been catching up on his sleep. So as much as I want his company, I also want him to get his rest :/
I guess I have another date with my television tonight.
-Toodles
The Baltimore Ravens aka my baby daddies, are now 4-1 :)
Summing up the game:
Ray Rice: burners, hands.
Boldin: 100+ yards
Ray Lewis: 12 tackles and 1 sack.
Yaaaaas! My boys handled business.
*drinks purple koolaid all day, every day
-Toodles
Hey party people! *waits for y'alls response*
For the past week instead of throwing my body into the street in hopes of getting hit by a car and getting money for my wedding... I have been dieting!
Oh, so no one cares? :( *rolls eyes* I don't really diet diet though. I hate restricting myself so I don't. Mostly I calorie count. By calorie counting, I can eat whatever making sure to watch my portions. And this works perfectly well for me. I lost 4 pounds last week and this without exercise.
This week I planned on incorporating exercise. I worked out twice this week which... wasn't enough lol. Hopefully today I'll be able to find some motivate to get up and move.
We'll see.
Toodles
When I started writing this blog, I mentioned how I was planning my wedding *awkward silence* Well... I dunno now. My unemployment has made my potential wedding, a non mf-ing factor *sigh*
I sit everyday thinking about how I can get the money to pay the deposit for this wedding (besides a job, smart ass). Oh how I wish I was Star Jones! <--not really, but she had her whole wedding sponsored. Or even better, Kim Kardashian. I mean, how in the hell do YOU get PAID to get married. Where they do dat at?
I remember seeing something on tv awhile back where some inner city (can't recall it, and don't feel like researching) paid for long term common law husbands/wives to get married. If only MD had something similar. We just need help with the initial deposit and we plan on paying the rest of the money off with our taxes.
Any way doe, Target, Macy's, Payless, Bed Bath and Beyond, if any of you companies (or all) would like to sponsor my wedding, comment! Lol. Any company can actually. At this point, if Raid sponsored, I'd give everyone traveling sized cans. I swear during my wedding I'd have your company name across my veil, I'll sing your company name doing my reception speech and have your dresses/shoes worn by myself and bridesmaids.
Real talk.
Toodles
I won't even comment on her stance but is this a commercial for Pepto ? |
By one of my favorite comics, Ben Claassen, www.bendependent.com |
Sooooo unattractive to me now, meh |
I refuse to remember you like your last picture, on a gurney. RIP |
One of Billie's lyrics tattooed on my leg :) |