Random-ness About Not Much

** I sometimes dislike listening to a song and then a rap starts. Every song does not need a rapper. It can so mess up the flow.

** I have been having a hard time concentrating on my LLC and the brands under it. Not good when 2011 is in . . . 3. . 2. . 1. . Plus, I am without my partner now. So, everything is all on me to get it up and running. AND not completely waste the money I have aside for it (it's all I got).

** If I don't keep a piece of gum in my mouth, I will eat everything sweet in the house.

** I love the evenings when me and my children are all home together. I like knowing they are safe.

** After the holidays, I am going to try the cleanse diet. The one where you eat nothing and drink that lemon water mix. I'll probably last three days. So,I am thinking of doing a lemon water, grapes, and apples diet . . I will probably last longer with that one. I know if I eat then that is not a cleanse.

** Ever listen to a song 30 times in a row? I have many times. Lay in my bed hit repeat and let it play. Which song? That depends on my mood. If I am in a mellow mood and in bed it's usaully something slow. Maxwell, Sade, Chrisette Michelle, Luther Vandross etc. .
Yesterday, I had on Keri Hilson Pretty Girl Rock . . which I danced to for 2 hours while prepping for the next day. Simple song. Very ego boosting.
My name is Sherri I'm so very. . . .doing the pretty girl rock. . .don't hate me cause I'm beautiful.

My Loving Request Letter

To whom if may concern,

This is another one of those love requests. Yeah, I know I know, we may have had this conversation two, three, thirty times before.
Sigh.





I am positive that I am a pretty girl (even though sometimes when I look at myself, especially in pictures, I tend to resemble a gay man). For the most part, I have pretty high self-esteem (though I do do tend to be my worse enemy when it comes to putting myself down).

Look. Where is my tall dark and handsome?

I once knew a man who was tall, dark, and handsome. Intelligent, witty, and had a good job. One who supported me in so many ways, including my dreams. I thought I had found my soul mate. At last.

That was not the case. Actually, maybe I had but, because I didn't deal with my issues, I lost him. They say that you don't know what you have until it it gone.

I suffered my pain. My heartache.

I am sure it was some type of punishment. Hopefully, I have served my time.

Now, I would like to move forward.

I have not dated a man for the last 9 months. I have not even entertained the suggestions from men who have offered to take me out. I have declared that I am not dating and am concentrating on other areas in my life.

Part of this (I have to admit), is because I am positive that in the city I live in there are no men . . .well there are men but, not any who will meet my criteria.

Hey, just cause I am old and lonely doesn't mean I can't have standards and a list of requirements.

I refuse to settle. Compromise . . . maybe -- settle . . . no.

So, here is the short version

Tall, dark, and handsome (to me. . you know I tend to find men handsome others give me side eye over).

Intelligent, funny, good job, doesn't mind children (and doesn't have a thang for them either).

In good physical shape (yes, I have noticed my muffin top growing but he can help me work it off. Know what I'm saying. Okay okay okay and I'll exercise too).

There is no lady-like way to really put this but I will try. On a scale of 1 to 10 of the do you like sex meter. I pick 30. And let me tell you no sex what so ever for 9 months has not been easy. So, he better like it. And often.

Lastly, he has to be supportive. I got ambitions and dreams. If he isn't trying to get there with me . . . he needs not to be with me. I am not asking him to do anything but give me the emotional and mental support I need and every once in a while some advice and a helping hand.

Okay, I am done. You have my request. I will wait with patience to see what you send my way. Thanks in advance.

Sharon.

(I will assume this match.com commercial on my television is not a sign. May he find me and I not have to go search for him. Though, I would like to try speed dating. It just seems fun).

p.s. we need to have a long talk about that guy at the bus stop with me. You know the young one with the cigarette, Payless boots, yucky teeth, and speaking Ebonitics, talking about he got kidz (with a z) and from the way he bummed a dollar from that female co-worker of his . . not much of a paycheck). Not amusing at all.