how is it that when things are going well, there's always something not-so-good waiting on the horizon to pop my "happy" balloon?
after my three-day jaunt in NYC, i realize that i AM a SOUTHERN girl.
i really, really, really like my boyfriend. oops, my man.
ok. it's intensely stronger than like, but sometimes i have a hard time allowing myself to completely fall.
my heart is aching as i mourn the loss of my friend, my sista's father.
wonder if i'll EVER redo my bathroom.
i spoil my nephews, too much. i don't spoil them enough.
what would it take for me to really pursue my dreams? live the life God intended for me to have?
my baby sister, well not so baby she's 21, is turning out to become a very lovely young lady.
i sometimes think i'm too emotionally involved with people.
the color purple on broadway is one of the best i've seen so far. i've only seen one other broadway play, but still...
i need to put fertilize my front lawn.
i need more quiet time. guess i'll have to schedule it.
did i mention that my man is awesome? p.s. i really like him ;-)
india.arie is one of the most truthful, heart reaching artists of her time.
why do new yorkers wear so many dark colors?
i think i've lost close to 7lbs since i started jazzercise.
cool.
be willing to let the mind wander from time to time. be blessed.
No comments:
Post a Comment