Archive | November 2012

Take A Little Walk…

Nov30

Take a little walk with the Lord
Have a little talk with the Lord
You will find
Peace of mind
When you have a little talk with the Lord

Pray on your knees to the Lord
For its you who needs the Lord
Open your eyes
Look to the skys
And have a little talk with the Lord

Put your trust in the Lord
For you must be just with the Lord
You will see
That it’s heavenly
When you have a little talk with the Lord

Reach out you hands to the Lord
Walk hand in hand with the Lord
Life can be an eternity
When you take that little walk with the Lord
And have that little talk with the Lord

 

Smooches,

Beauti

Bitchology

Nov27

When I stand up for myself and my beliefs,
they call me a bitch.

When I stand up for those I love,
they call me a bitch.

When I speak my mind, think my own thoughts or do
things my own way, they call me a bitch.

Being a bitch means I won’t compromise what’s in
my heart. It means I live my life MY way. It
means I won’t allow anyone to step on me.

When I refuse to tolerate injustice and
speak against it, I am defined as a bitch.

The same thing happens when I take time for
myself instead of being everyone’s maid.

It means I have the courage and strength to
allow myself to be who I truly am and won’t
become anyone else’s idea of what
they think I “should” be.

I am outspoken, opinionated and determined.
I want what I want and there is
nothing wrong with that!

So try to stomp on me, try to douse my inner flame,
try to squash every ounce of beauty I hold
within me. You won’t succeed. And if
that makes me a bitch, so be it.

I embrace the title and am proud to bear it !!!!

B=Babe I=In T=Total C=Control Of H=Herself
B=Beautiful I=Intelligent T=Talented C=Charming H=Hell Of A Woman
B=Beautiful I=Individual T=That C=Can H=Handle anything

The Shack

Nov26

So… my mother suggested…more like demanded that I read The Shack by William Young. At first I was reluctant because, one, my mother suggested it and two its completely unlike anything I would normally read. With great reluctance I began.

Turns out my mommy was right about this one. Its a great book that opens you mind, your heart and changes you forever.

So I’m going to tell you like my mommy told me. Go on out and get the book, read it, then call me so we can talk about it.

Smooches…

 

 

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When Love Found Me

Nov24

Love found me one day when I was least expecting it, I’ve been in love ever since and this feeling will probably never quit. 

This little voice inside me said “Listen to your heart and take it from there.”
I’m happier now, than I have ever been before, you know, you’re in love when you don’t cre if your comapnion is rich or poor. It’s the love they give  that matters, I’ll love my friend forevermore.

I love it when he holds me close, sometimes he neer lets me go.  I feel so safe when I’m in his arms; our friendship, boy has it grown.
It ll started one ay when Insaw him from a distance, people say I think of him too much, they say I’m always in a trance.

To my friend I have given my hearts key, he didn’t ask and nor did I.  It just happped one day…when love decided to find me.

RECIPE

Nov23

CARAMEL COMPLECTED AND SMOOTH AS MILK CHOCOLATE, WHAT HE POSSESSES AS A MAN IS INEVITABLE, THERE IS A GENTLENESS IN HIS LOOK AND TOUCH, LIKE THE CALM OF THE DAWN AWAKENING.

HIS AURA STIMULATES MY PRESENCE, HIS THOUGHT PROCESS IS PRECARIOUS. CARAMEL COATED WITH A TOUCH OF GINGER. THE SENSUOUS MOVEMENTS HE CARRIES PULSATES MY NEED FOR HIM. WITH PIERCING EYES THAT ENTER MY MIND, I AM CAPTURED AND DESTINED TO BE EXPLORED

MAHOGANY STRENGTH HIGHLIGHTED WITH EBONY RAYS OF WARMTH RADIATE FROM HIS SKIN, ANY EMBRACE IS DEEPLY ROOTED. THE STRONG POUNDING OF HIS HEART GIVES OUT SECRETS OF HIS PASSION FOR ME.

HOT AND SPICY, STEAMY BROWN JUICES. I HAVE A DESIRE TO BE WRAPPED IN THE MOISTNESS OF HIS ARMS AND SMELL THE AROMA OF HIS BEING.

HE IS MY TANTALIZING, DELECTABLE ASSORTMENT OF LOVE.

That Woman

Nov22

I wanna be that woman who will: Make you smile with the thoughts of your destiny

Shiver inside, the breeze of my ecstasy, Ah, so next to me. So sweet, so sexy, I hear you say yes to me.

I wanna be that woman who will: Empty your dreams into reality, make you come, ever so delicately… to me.

I wanna be that woman who will: follow your lead and not inquire, swallow your need with my desire, cool you with my fire – icy- hot, until you tire.

I wanna be that woman who will: make you call out my name in a whisper not even you can hear. Only to my ear is it clear, but you are near.

I wanna be that woman who will: meet you more than half way, insist you say what you may…to me

I wanna be that woman who will: make you speak without choaking, on words unspoken, and say “You are the woman for whom, I’m chosen”.

Rough Riders Series

Nov21

So…. let’s talk books.

Somehow I got dragged into the world of the eBook. When I talked to my cousin about this she suggested that I start reading the Rough Riders Series by Lorelei James. Now, I gotta admit when I saw the cover of the first book I thought “oh another cowboy story”. Well, honey let me tell you, these aren’t your average run of the mill cowboys. I’ve been reading about these cowboys for a few weeks now and I’m finding that I fall deeper and deeper in love with each one.  There were even a few female characters I changed lives with in my head.

Here’s my advice, looking for a damn good read check out the Rough Riders Series by Lorelei James. Also…here’s a bit of advice my favorite cousin shared “READ THEM IN ORDER”

Smooches

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Life

Nov20

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to ever let you down probably will.

You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it’s harder every time. You’ll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You’ll fight with your best friend. You’ll blame a new love for things an old one did. You’ll cry because time is passing too fast, and you’ll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you’ve never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you’ll never get back.

Don’t be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.

Inspiration

Nov19

I have, for as long as I can remember, always Ben obsessed with the written word. A couple of my favorite poets are Langston Hughes and, ofcourse, Dr. Maya Angelou.  Over time they have both inspired me in their own ways and in any ways their works boldly express how I felt in ways I couldn’t.  One of my favorite Maya Angelou poems is…

Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.