My Break-Up Letter to Facebook.

Today, Facebook decided that they would force me to begin using Timeline. I remember the days when Facebook existed solely for students and one had to have a school email address to join. I understand that sometimes change is necessary but I do believe that some of those changes should have been left up to us the users. It would be hard for me to quit Facebook and I can’t even lie and say I would any time soon, but one of these days I may just find the courage to do so! So imagine my shock, awe and glee when I log into wordpress with the intention of posting some pictures and find that one of the bloggers I follow has written a break up letter to Facebook. Awesome, I echo her sentiments exactly and she has said everything I have ever wanted to say to Facebook. Read on and do visit her site, she is an amazing writer!
Reblogged from here

My Break-up Letter to Facebook

It’s been what – 4-5 years? Looking back at it, the good times we’ve spent, games we played, fights we’ve won, photos taken and exchanging messages, it cuts me. Right there. Deep in my heart. Continue reading



I am off to Mexico! Voy a Mexico! It is going to be a much needed rest and I hope to take some lovely pictures with my new toy! I plan to visit the Mayan Ruins and take some pictures at sunrise so look forward to that. A concern I have is going to be trying to keep some kind of work out schedule. I plan to do sprints every morning if I can. My initial plan was to go running on the beach and while I am a little hesitant, I may still do it if only to catch a mexican sunrise and sunset.
As I got ready for this trip, I realised that I really hate the packing and mental preparation for trips. I hate having to be at the airport early, going through security, waiting till the entire plan has loaded to board , waiting to takeoff… That is where driving oneself  has flying beat – I pack up the car and go. I don’t wait for everyone else’s bag to load, I don’t have to wait for the air traffic controller to release the A/C, I don’t have to wait for the 10 other planes on the runway to take off, simply put I don’t have to wait. I think I just hate waiting.
Well, off I got to actually put some clothes in my bag. Entonces, hasta luego y nos vemos sabado! I hope.

Polyamory: Married and Dating

I’ve been accused of being too open-minded and I take that as a compliment. Who am I to judge? I don’t always understand the ideas, situations, or lifestyles that I encounter in conversation or personally but I refuse to impose my judgements on anyone or anything.
I am a Showtime network whore. I love all their shows from the now cancelled US of Tara which spoke to the Psychologist in me to The Borgias which sometimes offended the Roman Catholic sensibilities that are ingrained in me. For the summer, Showtime has come up with a new way to reel me in. It is a show called Polyamory: Married and Dating and it is about people living Poly lifestyles. Now Poly for you uninitiated is the practice, desire, or acceptance of having more than one intimate relationship at a time with the knowledge and consent of everyone involved (Wikipedia). There are two relationships portrayed on the show: Lindsey and Anthony are married, Vanessa is their girlfriend and they form a triad. Continue reading

5 things I wish I could unhear

Have you ever heard something and immediately wished you could unhear it? Or seen something and wished you could wash your eyes out with rewind soap? While in college I used to visit sites like, etc: these sites are filled with stupid, nasty and hideous pictures and videos. But because I have a very healthy sense of curiosity, morbidity and plain stupid, I would watch these videos with glee and trepidation. As I lay in bed last night I wondered of all the nasty, disgusting and vile things I have heard and listened to willingly, which of them I wish I had never heard. For the virgin ears and eyes that may read this, I am not going to define the terms, but if are brave enough, you can click on the words and learn something new today! Continue reading

My journey to health!

As I take this journey to a better, slimmer, fitter, deserving of the Air Force me, I am amazed at the realizations I make along the way. When I cut my hair and decided to go natural, I never took the time to enjoy the journey. From the TWA – Teeny Weeny Afro, to trying out different styles on the growing hair, I was in such a hurry to have long curly natural hair that I never got to appreciate each phase properly. This time with my health, I am determined to do better. It is not about the number, it is about the journey to health and what I learn on my way to my goal of a healthier me. Since I am doing such a rotten job at journalling lately, I look forward to coming back to this blog and reliving the journey. The two things I have learned so far…

1. I am a snacker. Continue reading

Paleo. Primal. Caveman.

My head is reeling. Paleo. Primal. Caveman. All words used to describe a lifestyle choice whereby you eat like man did in the paleolithic ages. Man at that time was a hunter-gatherer and if he did not find it or kill it, he did not eat it. Agriculture brought about the end of these times as man settled down and began eating from stationary food sources. It is the belief of Paleo practitioners that our bodies have not evolved enough to digest the crap we are now filling our bodies with and since man in those days was probably the healthiest of all ages, if we eat like they ate, we should follow the same trend. There is still so much to learn but I have come to a couple of conclusions Continue reading

I miss my friend

I have forgotten what it’s like to be a friend: a good friend.

Let me rephrase that, I am nostalgic for the times I was a good friend and had a good friend.

I have no shortage of friends in my life.

A good, close friend, I lack.

I want to call you and share when I see something funny.

I want to be so annoyed at you that I stop talking to you.

And then laugh about how silly we both acted.

I want be there for you when no one else will.

I want you to “call me out” when no one else does.

I want to travel with you and share new experiences with you.

I miss my friend.

Is the reason why we don’t talk anymore that valid?

Can our friendship recover?

Will our friendship recover?

Will we ever be friends again?

Will I ever have a good friend like you again?


Today I took my niece to see the Wiggles on their farewell tour. 3 of the original 4 members are leaving the group and therefore this was their chance to say good-bye. The concert was held at the majestic Fox Theatre in Atlanta and this was my very visit. The theatre is beautiful and seeing as my job offers discounted tickets to the Fox, I will most definitely be visiting again for some more adult fare. I love spending time with Victoria – the niece, and I have tried to do so as often as I can this summer. The constant chatter wears me out sometimes Continue reading