tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26514340353181282792024-03-18T23:49:15.473-04:00Sharon M Raineybreathing, releasing, growing, becoming, achieving, and believing Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06452688501671751879noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651434035318128279.post-4865265787810054482018-06-25T09:46:00.000-04:002018-06-25T09:46:53.588-04:00Farewell to my Blogger It's not like I have been regularly posting here anyway. Well, whatever. <br />
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Anyway, I have been slowly working my way back to the world of blogging, vlogging, social media, and a few other online other endeavors. With that said, I am permanently saying farewell to my blogger . . . TRUE URBAN QUEEN. <br />
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<h2><a href="https://sharonmrainey.com/">www.sharonmrainey.com</a></h2>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06452688501671751879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651434035318128279.post-23028589381499408892017-08-17T08:00:00.000-04:002017-08-17T08:00:13.854-04:00The 3 Things I Need to do - Starting NowI have been stuck. Like a jeep in a ditch of mud. And not just stuck for a day or two. This has been going on for quite a minute now. And I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. I have had enough of spinning my wheels and going no where. So, I had to come up with a list of things I need to do to propel myself forward. In this post, I will share the top 3 with you. <br />
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<b>1. Get out of my own head:</b> I am buried in my thoughts. Sometimes, I wake up with my head already filled and racing with my, "what are you doing" thoughts. Like, I tell myself that I am going to accomplish this and in less than 30 seconds, I have filled my head with haze and confusion. Thoughts from being alone to being too old. From being (fill in blank) to being (fill in the blank). <br />
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My planned counter actions are to wake up every morning say a prayer, list the things I am grateful for, do yoga, and meditate. Throughout the day, as I find myself being drawn into my head, I will pause, inhale, release, and tell myself one good thing. <br />
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<b>2. Unabashedly promote myself and business</b> I find it so difficult to go on social media and promote myself, my sites, or my businesses. I find it extremely difficult to pick up the phone or send an email to a potential client. And we know a closed mouth is an empty stomach. I don't know why I feel like I will be judge for doing what I am suppose to do. <br />
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My planned counter action is to adopt an alternate personality. I am sure somewhere deep down inside my crazy mind resides a go get'em, look at me, I make it happen, selfie love, let's talk all about me alter ego. Let me go figure out how to summon her to the surface. <br />
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<b>3. Focus on my own happiness</b> I love my family. I really do. I really, really do. However, I have been putting everyone before me and I need to do a few awesome things for myself. Enough said. <br />
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What is one thing you need to do starting now? Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06452688501671751879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651434035318128279.post-65539964112986096162017-08-16T04:30:00.000-04:002017-08-16T04:30:10.423-04:00I am an Awesome Planner <br />
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Yes, I am a creative and awesome event planner. That is confidence, my friend, not ego. However, this post is not about planning an event. I have become one of those 'planner people'. <br />
You know the type. A planner/calendar, some stickers, colored pens, and even, washi tape.<br />
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Now, I have always been a person who likes to write everything down. Even in this day and age of cellphones, I am a die hard pen to paper to-do list maker, appointments written on calendar, and mental note to written notes type of woman. <br />
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So, I have always keep some sort of planner/calendar in my purse. Yet, I was always unsatisfied and looking for something better. A different writing system. <br />
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Then I read about keeping a bullet journal. <br />
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A bullet journal, for those who are unfamiliar, is a combination of keeping a planner with dates and a journal for thoughts. That is the best short description I can give. If you go on Youtube and type "bullet journal" in the search bar, you will see exactly what it is all about. You will also see how detailed and beautiful many people keep their bullet journals. That was not me. Mine was a mess. A beautiful mess. The thing about bullet journals is it is a blank page and you create everything. The thing about that, I just did not have the time or patience for it. I did try for about six months. Still unsatisfied I continued my search. <br />
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Then, someone I know decided to purchase a<i> Happy planner</i> (that's the brand name). I looked into it and well that can get quite expensive. She paid $80 dollars for her items. I am not the one. If you go on Youtube and watch those devoted<i> Happy Planners</i> you will see how serious they are as well. I am not sure if they have the planner to plan or because they like to decorate it. Anyway. <br />
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I wanted a combination of the two options and then I heard about the option in Target's dollar spot. So, I went to check it out and just like that a light shone upon me, birds sang, and I smiled as my heart pumped with joy. Everything I needed to put together the solution to my dilemma was there in that space for between $1 to $5. A planner cover, mix and match pages,some stickers, and a few other little fun add-ons. So, I purchased my items for about $20 and carried them home. <br />
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The thing I like about what I purchased is that I decided to go with calendar pages that I just take out and put new ones in as I go. So, no more it's a new year time for a new planner. I brought hour by hour pages to keep my social media schedule on. Note pages to write random thoughts. To-do pages to get it done. Shopping list pages to remember what's needed. So, on and so forth. <br />
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Plus, I decided to add my own little fun spin. I created "vision board" pages. <br />
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Now I am an awesome planner. How do you keep track?<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06452688501671751879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651434035318128279.post-2917247898634306022017-08-14T04:30:00.000-04:002017-08-14T04:30:24.376-04:00Have You Met Reina? <br />
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If you follow me on <a href="https://www.instagram.com/trueurbanqueen/" target ="blank">Instagram @trueurbanqueen</a> then you already know who Reina is. She is the mannequin that stands in my living room. That's right my living room. You should make your space your own and in my home she reps my creativity, love of fashion, and fabulousness (No spell check that is a word). I also, have a purple wall and curtains but that is for another post on another day. <br />
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Anyway, once a month I change Reina's outfit. Last year, each month, I posted her outfits on Instagram. This year I haven't. Not sure why, she has been stuntin'. HAHA. Also, last year, I dressed her to complement the month we were in. So, last year in July 2016 she wore this: <br />
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This year, I am doing something different. I am using 2 yards of fabric and without sewing, I am creating 12 different looks. Same fabric each and every month. Her outfit for July 2017 looked this way: <br />
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Just a fun way to decorate my home, show my personality, and get creative. What are some ways that you let your creative personality shine in your space?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06452688501671751879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651434035318128279.post-28713156454762797662017-08-13T18:43:00.000-04:002017-08-13T18:43:03.136-04:00Sharon M Rainey on Youtube <br />
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That's how you find me. <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTzir2m1kG4_uJ2uZD2OznQ" target="blank">Sharon M Rainey on youtube</a>. I have dabbled with Youtube on and off. And once again, I am on again. This time instead of rambling - even if it was only a few videos- I am going to focus on what I do. Events, crafting, and sewing. My goal is to eventually get a better camera for recording and some lighting to fix the lighting issues. However, they say start with what you got and just begin. So, I am. Again. <br />
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I plan on on sharing the videos where I create something here on the blog. That way I can pin (Pinterest) the photos. Well, that's all I got. Do you create videos on Youtube? <br />
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The video I am sharing in this post is the intro to my channel video.<br />
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I have decided that besides being more consistent blogging here, I am going to start sharing more posts on my creative side. So, that means I will be sharing my hopes, dreams, goals, business plans, business lessons, and business growth. As well as my crafting, sewing, and decorating projects. Plus, factor in inspiration and motivation posts. This all means (in a nutshell), I will be sharing a whole lotta bunch of awesome stuff. <br />
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And what better way to kickoff my "once again I am going to be consistent and blog three days a week" pledge than to share photos on my new home office/sewing room/crafting space. <br />
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First, though let me give you a quick back story. My new room is actually my son's bedroom. That's right I kicked him out the house. I can't stand teenagers and their bad attitude. No, I am kidding. He was compensated for it quite nicely. He know lives in what was the family room. And believe me, he is loving the exchange. I know you may be wondering why I didn't just take over that room, but for many reasons taking his bedroom was the better choice. <br />
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Okay, let the tour (and commentary) begin.<br />
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My girlz hanging out with me. Yes, the Bratz from when my daughter was a young girl are still a fashionable as ever and it is only natural they would be part of my awesome space. See the lovely clock above them. I have had my beautiful Native American girl for 20 yrs. Handmade and painted (not by me).<br />
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That Mickey "poster" is really an 1000 piece puzzle that I put together years ago when we first moved in the house. It was the originally in the in the Disney themed family room, that I changed to be more adult when the children got older, and Mickey went in a closet. But, I was like let me put him up cause he is styling. Spiderman ( my son's old toy) is guarding all my awesome work. <br />
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One half of the my inspiration, to-do, reminder, and motivation wall. This is where my desk is placed. I really need a new white board. This one was a hand-me-down. Also, I have recycled my son's old toy bin into a supply holder.<br />
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The other half of the wall. My desk. And some shelving.<br />
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My quiet corner. And the pillows on the floor are actually for the dogs, but I keep using them as a table. haha. Of course, my children, my greatest inspirations, are gracing my wall.<br />
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Now, an up close look of two inspiration and motivation photos on my wall. I actually keep my yearly made vision board on a wall in my living room. I haven't shared it on here however, I will be posting about that later. There is more to the area the vision board is in. The above photos are also part of my vision and in the fashion theme of the room.<br />
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I absolutely love this ad I tore out of a magazine. I look at it and see . . . it would take a separate post just to touch the tip of the me I see in it.<br />
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And lastly, I am looking for the perfect fabric to duplicate this dress. Not this print. Something else. Not sure what. I will know it when I find it. I will let you know when I do. And when I sew it there will most definitely be photos.<br />
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That is all for the tour. I have some projects that I am working on that I will be sharing in future posts. Let me share a little about two or three you will see posted here in the very near future.<br />
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* The skirts I am sewing to match my business cards. Yes, you read that right. Yes, I will explain . . .later.<br />
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* A magazine tote bag I am working on. Actual magazine pages.<br />
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* The awesome African print outfits I am making for my children and I.<br />
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Stay awesome. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06452688501671751879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651434035318128279.post-57414235420096071872016-05-01T18:43:00.000-04:002016-05-01T18:43:03.545-04:00Where Did Queen in Heels Go?<br />
Hola. Hello. How is it going? I am going to use this post to answer a question. The question that I have been asked quite a few times by quite a few folks. "Why did you take Queen in Heels down?"<br />
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I loved blogging at Queen in Heels. It was a gateway to many opportunities for me. However, as I changed, I didn't change the format of Queen in Heels and I begin to waver in my passion and commitment to it. What I mean by change is when I began Queen in Heels, I was in love this fashion particularly, footwear. And if you know me you know that footwear is high heels. I still love a pair of gorgeous high heels, but eventually, I didn't want to write about them or fashion on a daily basis. Yes, I could have put up posts on other subjects. Which I did do . . . sometimes. The thing is, I would always go back to the easy posts of shoes (fashion). Or I was pulled that way thanks to sponsors and programs I belonged to. What happens is as I stated above. I lost my passion and my commitment. <br />
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I went from posting daily, to every other day, to every week, to . . . well I had a very sporadic posting schedule. I am sure you are thinking well, that is what you do here. That is very true. However, Queen in Heels had obligations. This is a personal blog. I would get an email from a company about xyz and while that use to excite me, I no longer cared. Don't get me wrong, I appreciated the opportunities, the money, and the goodies. I just wanted to turn Queen in Heels into something better. Unfortunately, my lack of passion left me at odds with the new direction I wanted to go. That resulted in me becoming frustrated and overwhelmed so I did what I can do best. Nothing. <br />
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Then, I would tell someone I am the owner of Queen in Heels and I would become embarrassed because if they visited the site they would find an not updated site. That would lead me to guilt and feeling bad about everything. In short, it was becoming a headache and though I loved it, I needed a break. Not just a break, I needed a fresh start. So, I pulled the site down. <br />
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I still own the domain. My plan is to revive it some time between now and a year from now. Bring it back with a new plan, a new direction, and a fresh spirit. <br />
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Oh, shoes and fashion will still be a part of Queen in Heels just not the focus. <br />
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Wow 2016!<br />
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And I haven't blogged in about 6 months. I am a horrible blogger. I say this time I am going to blog every day. Or this time I am going to blog every week. When the truth is I may not blog once a month. HAHA. I am going to try and work on this.<br />
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My goal is once a week on this blog. But in my defense. . . no let me stop. I am making excuses. I am the Queen of excuses. Procrastination. Doubt. And obviously negative talk.<br />
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Hey one thing for sure. I am rather honest about my flaws and all.<br />
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So, for the 4 of you reading this blog. . . thank you. HAHA. Actually, I am sometimes surprised when I see how many people have read a post. I mean it's not 100,000 not even 500, but at least someone stop by. Even if it may have been an accident.<br />
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I bet you think I am feeling down or something. I am not. I am actually in a really good mood. I am working on new projects. I am putting new adventures on my calendar. Going out to network. I am looking forward to pushing myself a little higher. Reaching my goals and just staying on a positive path.<br />
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Well, I am going to update this blog. No set schedule. But I will update it because it is on my list of things to keep doing. I want to use this space to help achieve a few other things. So, hello from the other side.<br />
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This scene from Family Guy makes me cracks me up every time. <br />
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<span style="color: lime;">Thought of the day: According to the app Duolingo I can understand 34% of Spanish. I really need to step up my studies.</span><br />
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My daughter has a list of one hundred fiction books that she plans on reading (and buying) by the time she is 30. Okay, I really don't know if her goal is by the time she is 30, I made up that time. My daughter, like her mother, is an avid reader. One day, when she was about 16 (she is now 20), she approached me and ask me to give her a list of 100 books that she must read. I sit down, did some a <br />
<a name='more'></a>Google search of "greatest books" to read then, compiled my list from there. It was important to me that I make a diverse list for her. So, her list has books like: <a href="http://amzn.to/1XztzGr" target="blank">The Bluest Eyes</a> by Toni Morrison, <a href="http://amzn.to/1FrPmES" target="blank">Moloka'i</a> by Alan Brennert, and <a href="http://amzn.to/1XzuqXI" target="blank">Pride and Prejudice</a> by Jane Austen. The list has old books, newer books (when I made the list), black authors, white authors, Latin authors, male authors, female authors, I am sure you get the gist. <br />
Another rule I had when I made the list, only one book from each author. So, authors who wrote multiple books could only get one on the list. I think she has read about twenty of the book so far. In between, she reads other books she likes. Plus, she has her interest in film so, there are those books and her classes. <br />
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Well, the other day I was reading an article on one of the many sites I visit (I don't remember which one) and they had recommend a book. At the time, I was reading <a href="http://amzn.to/1FrQnwG" target="blank">How to Win at the Sport of Business: If I Can Do It, You Can Do It</a> by Mark Cuban (which is a very thin book of some of his blog posts) and I thought to myself, "I'll have to remember this" then I thought, "Make yourself a list."<br />
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I gathered all the books I have written down to read in a notebook here and my calendar there. Then I wrote them all in one place. My list came to 50 books though, it will grow as I read somewhere on some site, I need to add another one to it. My list of books is a list of business, self-help, and inspiration books which I hope to read in the next six months (March or April 2016). I'll let you all know if I achieve this goal.HAHA <br />
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Yes, I am linking to Amazon if you want to buy the books or you can go to your local library and see if they have the books. <br />
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1. <a href="http://amzn.to/1FrSZuj" target="blank">The Wealth Choice</a> – Dennis Kimbro<br />
2. <a href="http://amzn.to/1Ncza0y" target="blank">32 Ways to be a Champion in Business</a> – Ervin “Magic” Johnson<br />
3. <a href="http://amzn.to/1NklIJz" target="blank">Think and Grow Rich</a> – Napoleon Hill<br />
4. <a href="http://amzn.to/1NklNgd" target="blank">Shark Tales: How I Turned $1000</a> – Barbara Corcoran<br />
5. <a href="http://amzn.to/1FrTiFw" target="blank">Think and Grow Rich for Women</a> – Sharon Lechter<br />
6. <a href="http://amzn.to/1NcznAX" target="blank">Rework</a> – Jason Fried<br />
7. <a href="http://amzn.to/1Nczs7H" target="blank">Rich Dad Poor Dad</a> – Robert Kiyosaki <br />
8. <a href="http://amzn.to/1FrTsN4" target="blank">The Total Money Makeover</a> – Dave Ramsey<br />
9. <a href="http://amzn.to/1Nkm2Ip" target="blank">The Richest Man in Babylon</a> – George Clason<br />
10.<a href="http://amzn.to/1FrTzIE" target="blank">Choose Yourself</a> – James Altucher <br />
11.<a href="http://amzn.to/1FrTC74" target="blank">Losing my Virginity</a> – Richard Branson <br />
12.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSw28y" target="blank">The Obstacle is the Way</a> – Ryan Holiday<br />
13.<a href="http://amzn.to/1FrTZ1H" target="blank">Body and Soul</a> – Anita Roddick <br />
14.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSweog" target="blank">The Power of Positive Thinking</a> – Norman Vincent Peale<br />
15.<a href="http://amzn.to/1QjgUT2" target="blank">Reposition Yourself</a> – T.D. Jakes <br />
16.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSwkfA" target="blank">Ogilvy on Advertising</a> – David Ogilvy <br />
17.<a href="http://amzn.to/1PVDqR4" target="blank">Miss Jessie’s: Creating a Business</a> – Miko Branch <br />
18.<a href="http://amzn.to/1Qjh7Wj" target="blank">Zag</a> – Marty Neumeier<br />
19.<a href="http://amzn.to/1PVDEYH" target="blank">The Pursuit of Happyness</a> – Chris Gardener <br />
20.<a href="http://amzn.to/1QjhCjk" target="blank">Writing That Works</a> – Kenneth Roman and Joel Raphaelson<br />
21.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSwVh9" target="blank">On Writing Well</a> – William Zinsser<br />
22.<a href="http://amzn.to/1FrUvwo" target="blank">Why Should White Guys Have All the Fun</a> – Reginald Lewis<br />
23.<a href="http://amzn.to/1PVDVuu" target="blank">Brag: The Art of Tooting</a> – Peggy Klaus<br />
24.<a href="http://amzn.to/1PVDX5B" target="blank">In my Shoes: A Memoir</a> – Tamara Mellon<br />
25.<a href="http://amzn.to/1PVE6Gn" target="blank">Display of Power</a> – Daymond John<br />
26.<a href="http://amzn.to/1Qji7tF" target="blank">The Art of Possibility</a> – Rosamund Stone Zander and Benjamin Sander<br />
27.<a href="http://amzn.to/1FrUPLH" target="blank">The Woman I Wanted to Be</a> – Diane Von Furstenberg<br />
28.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSxW90" target="blank">Ask</a> – Ryan Levesque<br />
29.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSxK9Y" target="blank">By Invitation Only: How We Built Gilt</a> – Alexis Maybank and Alexandra Wilkis Wilson<br />
30.<a href="http://amzn.to/1FrVfBV" target="blank">On Her Own Ground: The Life and Times Of Madam C.J. Walker</a> – A’Lelia Bundles<br />
31.<a href="http://amzn.to/1QjiXqk" target="blank">Zero to One</a> – Peter Thiel <br />
32.<a href="http://amzn.to/1FrVmgJ" target="blank">What to do When It’s Your Turn</a> – Seth Godin<br />
33.<a href="http://amzn.to/1Qjjetl" target="blank">Black Titan</a> – Carol Jenkins<br />
34.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSyfkk" target="blank">Never Eat Alone</a> – Keith Ferrazzi<br />
35.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSynQB" target="blank">Creating Money</a> – Sanaya Roman and Duane Packer<br />
36.<a href="http://amzn.to/1Qjjzw1" target="blank">On My Own Two Feet: A Modern’s Girl’s Guide</a> – Manisha Thakor and Sharon Kedar<br />
37.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSyxaM" target="blank">The 10 Laws of Enduring Success</a> – Maria Bartiromo<br />
38.<a href="http://amzn.to/1FrVL2F" target="blank">Your Million Dollar Dream</a> – Tamara Monsoff<br />
39.<a href="http://amzn.to/1PVFaKm" target="blank">The Lean Start-up</a> – Eric Ries<br />
40.<a href="http://amzn.to/1QjjMzw" target="blank">How to Win Friends and Influence People</a> – Dale Carnegie<br />
41.<a href="http://amzn.to/1FrVRr0" target="blank">The Hard Thing About Hard Things</a> – Ben Horowitz<br />
42.<a href="http://amzn.to/1FrVWeu" target="blank">Flow</a> – Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi<br />
43.<a href="http://amzn.to/1PVFokF" target="blank">The Tipping Point</a> – Malcolm Gladwell<br />
44.<a href="http://amzn.to/1Qjk1dS" target="blank">Profit First</a> – Mike Michalowicz<br />
45.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSyX0N" target="blank">Willpower</a> – Roy Baumeister and John Tierney<br />
46.<a href="http://amzn.to/1Qjkcpl" target="blank">The One Thing</a> – Gary Keller and Jay Papasan<br />
47.<a href="http://amzn.to/1Qjkj4q" target="blank">The Power of Habit</a> – Charles Duhigg<br />
48.<a href="http://amzn.to/1Qjkm02" target="blank">Ladies who Launch</a> – Victoria Colligan and Beth Schoenfeld<br />
49.<a href="http://amzn.to/1LSzhMZ" target="blank">Strategize to Win</a> – Carla Harris<br />
50.<a href="http://amzn.to/1QjkA7g" target="blank">Think Like a Stripper</a> – Erika Lyremark <br />
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<span style="color: red;">Thought of the day: The entire time I was typing this post, I was trying to figure out what I was planning on wearing to a meetup. </span><br />
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I will say that one area in my life where I lack is friends. Most of my life, I have been a loner . . . I guess that is the right word. I didn't have a huge circle of friends and once I got married, I had lost the few I had. Then, once I got divorced and stop going to the Kingdom Hall (the place of worship for Jehovah's Witnesses), I lost those friends. <br />
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Sidenote: I have no problems with Jehovah's Witnesses and I may one day go back.<br />
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The thing is for the last 11 years, I have had no friends. I have dated a few people, but that is all over and definitely did not lead to any friendships. I have met people through my jobs, but they were co-workers and when the job ended so did the relationships. <br />
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And right now, I really wish I had a good friend or two. I could call up and talk to. <br />
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Oh well, maybe one day in the future I will make a friend. <br />
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T<span style="color: blue;">hought of the Day: I am working on an event proposal for sponsorship and it has me so nervous. </span><br />
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Hello beloved<br />
I just called to say<br />
Hello hello beloved<br />
thinking of you in a special way.<br />
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A million times or more I thought about you<br />
The years, the tears, the laughter, things we used to do<br />
Are memories that warm me like a sunny day<br />
You touched my life in such a special way<br />
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Build me a road dear, and I will come running<br />
No matter how long or how hard it may be<br />
I have a light from your love dear to guide me<br />
I promise I'll be there whenever you need<br />
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(Angela Winbush & Ron Isley "Hello Beloved")<br />
(Phyllis Hyman "Old Friend")<br />
(Terry Ellis "Wherever You Are")<br />
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Sitting here working on a few projects and listening to my ipod. I am pretty sure my neighbors are puzzled by my music. I mean it goes from Luther Vandross to My Chemical Romance to Marc Anthony to Rihanna. Speaking of Marc Anthony, that man is so fine. He is on his fourth wife, so there is a possibility that I can be his next wife before the next wife. HAHAHAHA <br />
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Anyway, just wanted to pop in over here and say hello.<br />
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Hello!<br />
Is it me you're looking for?<br />
'cause I wonder where you are<br />
And I wonder what you do<br />
Are you somewhere feeling lonely?<br />
Or is someone loving you?<br />
Tell me how to win your heart<br />
For I haven't got a clue.<br />
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(Lionel Richie "Hello") <br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Random Thought of the Day: I am sitting in my house wearing a sweater. Please, come back warm sunny days. Forget these summer haters. </span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Two things I dislike: 1. Being cold 2. High gas bills. </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06452688501671751879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651434035318128279.post-88488153466907125042015-04-21T22:33:00.000-04:002015-04-21T22:33:10.493-04:00Introverts Really Don't Promote Themselves Very Well<br />
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Believe it or not, I am an introvert. Which is so odd to think of myself as because when I am teaching a class or once I get to know a group of people, I tend to really let go. Yet, some how, I am still an introvert.<br />
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I have few, as in really really few friends. By friends I mean the type I call on the phone or those who call me . . .at least once a week. The kind I hang out with frequently. The kind I have over to my home. And now that I have put that out there, I realize, I really don't have any friends. With that sad revelation revealed let me get to the point of this post. <br />
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I don't promote myself very well. Now when it comes to others, I can promote you, talk to others about you, and shout your projects from the rooftop. When it comes to myself. I am the wallflower in when attending a networking group. I will not voluntarily introduce myself and I will not talk about my business or blog. It is a big disservice to my family, to my business, to my blog, to my bank account, and to myself. <br />
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It's like you could be here (insert goal/dream here), but you introverting (not a word). Then you factor in my procrastination. Oh, and the doubting. UUUGGGGHHHH!!!!<br />
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I went to a networking group meetup. It was my 3rd time meeting with this group and while I was content with watching and listening to others. . . lo and behold, the group "leader" asked me a question. Yes, he wanted to pull me into the conversation.<br />
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I wasn't ready. And though, I know my social media stuff (the subject at the time), I sound like a daggone fool. I was stuttering and grasping for my thoughts. I know they were thinking, who would hire you?!?<br />
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I know! I know! It is a networking group. I am there to network. I just need to get comfortable and get to know these people. I am NEVER going back. HAHA!. Okay, maybe in two weeks I will (it's a weekly group).<br />
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An old friend recommended I read the book <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B004J4WNL2/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B004J4WNL2&linkCode=as2&tag=thtrurqu-20&linkId=AQ5JU3EIZAOBO4WO">Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking</a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://ir-na.amazon-adsystem.com/e/ir?t=thtrurqu-20&l=as2&o=1&a=B004J4WNL2" height="1" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important;" width="1" /> (affiliate link). I guess so I would understand myself and find my power. I think I better read it.<br />
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Whatever, I guess I do prefer being at home than being out among the cool people. But, I do want to be out among the cool people especially, when it comes to promoting my business <a href="http://www.awesomelyshared.com/" target="blank">(Awesomely Shared)</a> and blog <a href="http://www.queeninheels.com/" target="blank">Queen in Heels</a>. Because a unpromoted (not a word) business is a broke business.<br />
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Let me share with you all the sleep habit of a single woman.<br />
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My laptop, phone, a book, and a plethora of notebooks, and papers. Oh, yeah, and of course the dog finds his way on there too.<br />
HAHA! #singlelife<br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;">Random thought of the day: You share on Facebook that you just watched the most disgusting video. You share the gist of it. I am sitting there thinking not only is it sickening, but you are just as sick for watching. </span><br />
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One of my fave scenes from the whole show. If you do know what show that is it is Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt. I swear Kimmy's comeback had me questioning my entire existence. Like, I was sitting there like, "I am wasting my life." <br />
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Since, I spend more time on Wordpress than Blogger, I tend to forget how to do things on this blog. One of those things had to do with comments. I just - before I started typing this- figured out where to see my comments. I didn't see a reply button, but at least now I know where to look. I might even reply now. HAHA. I am going to respond. Thanks to one of the comments, I received, I found out that CAPTHA is on. Now, I have to figure out how to turn it off.<br />
In time, I will deal with it. <br />
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I also figured out my YouTube channel. I was conflicted with how I could combine business, blogging, and me into one channel. I just decided to go with just putting up videos about business, blogging, and me. HAHA. <br />
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Of course, I have to share my first video. It is the Intro video. <br />
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I plan on posting a new video every Tuesday and Thursday. I know, I know. I post on this blog every two months. Well, I am figuring out how to get better at posting too. So there. <br />
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Well, that is all for this post. <br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Random Thought of the Day: I haven't exercised in almost three weeks. And it is starting to show. I need to do better. </span><br />
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Sharon, Sharon how will your garden grow? <br />
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I have dabbled in gardening from time to time. I like to plant flowers in the Spring. I have my houseplants. I have my herb garden. But this year, I am going all out. I am going full blown veggie gardener. <br />
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I have been reading my gardening magazines, I have been following a few gardening sites online, I have done my research and I am mapping out my garden. The thing is (and this is the reason I haven't put up a garden sooner) I live in the country in the city. I look outside, any given day, and there are deer, hedgehogs, some raccoon, rabbits, squirrels, wild turkey and 42 different species of birds just waiting to greet me. <br />
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I am sure part of it is my fault, since all winter, I am putting out treats for them. <br />
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Then there is issue with the trees that surround me. Now this doesn't mean that my yard is sun free. I just have limited periods. Though, the side where my neighbor's yard is located has sun for longer periods. So, I will use that side to plant the veggies that need the most sun. <br />
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Another thing is my yard is a very decent size. I have my cement patio part. The lower yard then, you step up two steps and there is a small top part. <br />
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I know a picture would be nice, but the way my winter was set up . . . the dog had free run.<br />
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Once I get it clean, maybe a photo or two. If not here, then on my <a href="https://instagram.com/queeninheels/" target="blank">Instagram</a> account. <br />
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The problem with my yard is the dirt is death clay. When I first brought the house I tried to deal with the clay, but eventually, it won and I accepted whatever would grow back there. I just keep it neat and tidy. <br />
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So, to deal with these issues. I have decided to do container gardening. I will build. Yes, I, as in me, myself, and I will build with my own hand a few raised garden beds. Let me tell y'all as a broke single mother and homeowner, I have become a DIY superstar. Anyway, I will do container gardening in some pots, milk crates, and other fun things I have found. I will build a few raised garden beds on the sunny side of the yard. I will experiment this summer and by next . . . if I am not traveling the world . . . I will have a system and a bounty of veggies. <br />
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I have already planted some seeds. Every two weeks, I plant more. I have seedlings sprouting up in my home. They make me happy. Any time I have grown veggies before and when I started my herb garden, I purchased already sprouted plants.<br />
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So, what am I growing this year. <br />
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Wait! Before I list them, I need you to know that because I am experimenting, I have two or more varieties of each.<br />
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1. Tomatoes<br />
2. Cucumbers<br />
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5. Peppers<br />
6. Squash<br />
7. Kale<br />
8. Spinach<br />
9. Eggplant<br />
10. Spinach<br />
11. Lettuce<br />
12. Broccoli<br />
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<span style="color: purple;">Random thought of the day: I am watching Criminal Minds, but I have seen this scenario on so many times. Why would you go to the killer and say, "I know it was you. I am going to call the police on you." Seriously?? This may sound cruel, but you deserve to die. Okay, you don't deserve to die. I mean seriously . . . I need you to call the police from the next neighborhood over. Actually, just drive to the police station. Because going to the serial killer, crazed murderer, insane person is thee, yes, THEE stupidest move ever!!</span><br />
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<b>1. YouTube Videos</b><br />
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That's right, I want to put up videos. Yes, videos of me talking. The thing is, I need to find a balance. On a personal level, as a blogger, a business owner, and with my other project; I want to integrate all these things into one channel. I really do not have time to create individual channels at this stage. As I get help, I definitely will do so. Anyway, my channel is more about building me as an expert and brand. When I work it all out a link to the channel will go up on here (of course). <br />
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I had my blogs on my mind. I decided to let one go. It was a bittersweet decision. Now, I need to revamp and revive my Lifestyle blog. New posts, new features, new schedules, new . .. you get the point. Just have to work that all out. <br />
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<b>3. Being a Business Owner</b> <br />
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I have got to make this work for my sake. I also want to make it work for my children's sake. For my ego sake. For my sanity sake. For my financial sake. Let me tell you owning a business is not easy. The hustle is real. <br />
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<b>4. In Real Life Networking</b><br />
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I actually attended the first networking event that I really enjoyed. They meet every Monday and I have every intention of joining them. The thing is, I know, I need to get out more and really meet new people. The other thing is, I know, I am a introverted personality. Though, when I am teaching a class or workshop, I will come to life with my pizzazz. I have to force myself to network more. <br />
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The worrying about them will never go away. Every time I log into social media I am reminded of the threats everywhere. I quit watching the news. I just couldn't take it any longer. <br />
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I am working on an event that I need to succeed. I am going to blog separately about the obstacles I am facing. But do know. . . this is consuming my mind. <br />
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As I am typing this post, I click over to peek in on Facebook and see that . . . <a href="http://www.newsweek.com/boko-haram-cannot-be-defeated-nigeria-despite-territorial-losses-316657" target="blank">‘Undefeatable’ Boko Haram Kidnap Over 400 Women and Children</a>. This is madness and it needs to be handled. I am pissed off. This was not originally one of the items I was going to post about, but since, I did I will skip one of my other thoughts. <br />
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<b>8. Why is it so Hard to Find Support?</b><br />
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I know! I know! You just cannot rely on people to care about what you are doing. Of course, I am writing of family and friends. It's like all you have to do is share one link, make on nice comment, or tell a friend. *crickets* <br />
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I am still pissed they killed Noah. I finally grow to like him and he gets eaten. Ugh!! Okay, this is not one I am trying to figure out. I am just still pissed!<br />
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I am sitting here with my hair soaked in Apple Cider Vinegar and drinking a huge cup of water with organic apple cider vinegar added to it. I have so much I want to share. I also have so much that I need to finish sharing. I started sharing a few things . . . though at this moment I need to go back find the posts and then continue because, I don't know where I left off or what I already shared just know I shared some things. <br />
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Anyway, as I sit here in all my vinaigrette glory (minus the oil). I have so much on my mind. I am thinking of my gardening plans for the upcoming spring. Oh, I am so happy spring is only around the corner because winter needs to go. Let's see what else is on my mind. My business plans and whether or not I want to keep my other blogs. Well, let's just discuss my healthy living goals. <br />
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In October, I went full fledged vegetarian. <br />
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It all began in August when my daughter announced she no longer would be eating meat. I was like . . . ugh!! Not because she decided to become a vegetarian but, because I had just returned from the store with two packs of chicken legs. I don't eat chicken legs. I never liked them. My son only eats chicken legs every once in a while. And that is not a very often once in a while. I had brought these legs just for her. I was like, "It would have been nice if you made this announcement before I left for the store." <br />
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I mean if I was only buying meat for one person. I would have saved money that shopping trip. Yes, this was August and I went veggie in October so, I am sure you are thinking why would I only buy meat for one person. If you weren't then, pretend you were.<br />
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I gave up pork about five years ago. From the days of being a little girl to now, I was not a fan of chicken on the bone. That's right chicken wings, chicken legs, wingdings, whatever. . . I'll pass. I did eat chicken breast. Yes, you could have gone to KFC and I would only pick at a piece of chicken breast. I had recently (at that time) limited my intake of red meat. At that time, I was down to eating chicken breast and turkey. <br />
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My son, during this time, was trying to spend the summer living off of cereal. He was eating a box of cereal a day. It was driving me mad. He would get up eat cereal then, leave out to hang with his friends then, come home in the evening and eat more cereal. I was like, "Boy, I cooked you some food." He would say, "I just want to eat this." and hold up a box of cereal. I am sure while he was out with friends he was eating something somewhere. Because, everyday he was in need of a few dollars. I suspect the local Wendy's. <br />
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Well, for the rest of the summer. I didn't cook much. I just brought cereal and veggies (Honestly, in summer I don't cook often anyway. Everyone is always on the go.) Then, by fall (October) things get back to normal. Normal as in everyone starting to spend more time at home then, us all being out and about. Which meant I began cooking again. However, by that time, I too had decided to go vegetarian. <br />
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I had really gotten into gardening. Before the last summer, I was just growing flowers. However, by the time last summer came I wanted to experiment with growing my own veggies. I will share my garden experience in a future post because, I am super excited about this year's plans.<br />
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I also was exercising more. I was really contemplating starting a new business. I mean I hit the middle age mark . . . if middle age is still 40-something . . . and I wanted to let this part of my life be a new one. Becoming vegetarian just fit nicely in those plans. <br />
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Hey, everyone! How ya'll doing? So, I didn't watch the Superbowl this past weekend. I had no intention of doing so. Since, I had no money invested in either stock and I didn't feel like even seeing the commercials (which is all I watch it for anyway), I skipped the hoopla. Thanks to social media, I knew when to check out <s>Missy's halftime show</s> . . . er . . . Katy Perry's halftime show. HAHA. <br />
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So, what did I do this weekend. Not a dang thing. Pitiful. I know. I know. I spent Saturday and Sunday on my living floor in a makeshift bed watching movies with my children. Yes, quality time with the <s>babies</s> teenagers is something.<br />
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Well, my daughter and I were the ones all into the movies. My son laid on the couch and half-watched as he watched his Youtube videos. Still we were all together chilling and that is what I basked in the thankful glory of.<br />
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My daughter has gotten bitten by the screenwriting bug. I have too but, I haven't actually written anything, I just think of stories in my head that I would love to put to paper and see on the big screen. Right now, I just need to focus on my other passion . . . the business. . . but maybe one day. <br />
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Anyway, she reads these books on screenwriting and we decided to watch one or two they mentioned in her books.<br />
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Sidenote: Now, this isn't the only time or reason we get together to binge on movies. I like showing them movies that I liked growing up as well. <br />
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Back to this weekend. Let me just focus on Sunday's choice of movies or this post could be a book.<br />
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It was black and white movie day on Sunday. So, we are talking movies of the 1950's. <br />
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<b>Dressed to Kill:</b> This movie was blah. Never seen it before just wanted to put something on while we waited for food to be delivered. I had to hold my breath every time the two black janitors came on. "Why yes sir. I suppose I does." Ugh. I have to remind myself that it is just the way it was. But, it irks my soul. Also, when white actors are playing Asian characters or Indian ones. <br />
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<b>Witness to Murder:</b> It pretty much is Hitchcock's Rear Window movie. I still enjoyed it. <br />
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<b>All About Eve:</b> My fave karma is a bitch ending. Love this movie. If you have never seen it then, do. A classic movie I always enjoy.<br />
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<b>Sunset Boulevard</b> One of my favorite classic movies. Ms. "I am ready for my close-up" looney tooney gives me life every time. Her man servant is just as crazy. He has to be to put up with her. I guess love does make us fools. <br />
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Seriously, I was planning on writing more about these movies but, I decided not to. <br />
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Quickly! What other movies did I watch over the weekend. A few Vietnam war themed movies I really like. And a few 80's movies. And when we weren't watching movies we binged watched the awesome classic show . . . <i>A Twilight Show</i>. <br />
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Well, that was my weekend. Though, it wasn't productive it was time well spent. Love laughing and talking with my <s>teenagers</s> . . . babies.<br />
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That meme cracks me up. And makes me want to watch Napoleon Dynamite for the 1000th time. <br />
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Random thought of the day: I have been really pushing myself in my Yoga practice. I think I might be ready to share some pictures. Now, I am still a beginner (since I have started a quit so many times before) but, I am really beginning to feel and see the difference now.<br />
Okay, this random thought is going to be a little bit longer than others. I really am not into the whole "spiritual" side of Yoga. I just want to stretch deeply, build strength, and become flexible. I think it is a beautiful form of exercise. I love the see the poses in photos and I want to do them too (and take awesome photos). I tend to tune out the talky part of it. Namaste. <br />
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Well, it's late Monday afternoon. <br />
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I didn't blog over the weekend. Just not in the mood. <br />
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Seriously, I want a raccoon.<br />
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I really need to get my life together. I have 140 things I need to do . . . last week. Added to this week's 150 things that is a whole lotta things I need to be doing. NEED to be doing. Because right now I am dreaming dreams and not acting on my dreams. Ugh!! Story of my life. <br />
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1. People keep complaining about getting Facebook game requests. I don't see the big deal. I get them all the time myself. I just ignore them. It really is not hard to do. I guess people are just sad when they see that they have notifications and then find out no one is really thinking about them. Okay, I am being a tad mean. I am sure there is truth in my statement. Then, people state, "I will unfriend anyone who sends a request." Oh, really? Challenge excepted. haha. <br />
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If you are unfriending people over game requests they probably really aren't your friends to begin with. I need to share this thought on Facebook. <br />
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2. I do have one social media peeve. When someone takes 30 selfies a day. Like okay you love yourself. Congrats on the self-esteem. However, must you fill my timeline all day with photos of you? <br />
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I will start posting meaningful post eventually. Until I do . . . *shrugs shoulders* <br />
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Maybe tomorrow. <br />
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Yesterday I . . . well, let me back up a few weeks ago.<br />
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One of my New Year resolutions - or should I say, a goal for the new year. See, I made one (1) resolution this year. That resolution is to be a good person. With so much hate, cruelty, and bad vibes in the world, I just want to put out good so that I am surrounding by positive vibes.<br />
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Now when you read my negative post about yesterday it will seem as if I have failed at my one resolution, not so. I will not mention names or places. And I will also end on a positive note about the experience. This post is more of a lesson for others. I do love <s>telling</s> teaching others something that will help them in their business/blogging/dream endeavors.<br />
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Okay, back to my goals. One of my goals for the new year is to network more IRL. For those who do not know IRL stands for In Real Life. I have met so many associates, contacts, and friends through social media. Many are people I have now "known" for years though we have never met and quite a few I have had the priviledge to meet in person or at least talk to on the phone. <br />
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Well, now that I am focusing on my business, I need to get out in the community, in the city, and in the public to put a face to a name to a reputation. So, far this month, I have attended to networking events. And I have two more on the calender scheduled for this month. So for someone who rarely networked I am doing pretty good with this goal. <br />
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Anyway, I RSVP'd for the networking event a little over a week ago. The co-founder of this women's group even sent me 3 emails within this week. And even though, I had a busy day, I went to the event. Now, I will admit, I was running fashionably late. By about an half hour. I arrive at the place. A mess. I walked into an unprofessional mess. <br />
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1. The venue didn't even know we were coming! They said no one had booked the place. <br />
2. Neither co-founder was there! <br />
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I was a little pissed. I mean come on both co-founders are women who own businesses and quite honestly, I would never work with their businesses because, obviously, this is how they run things. Oh, and when I got home, before I posted here yesterday, I went to the page and told them how unprofessional they were. How it would have been the polite thing to post that the event was cancelled. . . though, since it wasn't book was never going down anyway.<br />
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I mean this was an women in small business networking event so, when you think about it (obviously they haven't) these women other things they could be working on instead of being played. <br />
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A lesson for those reading. It only takes one incident to ruin your reputation. Especially, in business. <br />
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On a positive note:<br />
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1. I did stay for a little . . .thanks to the venue not kicking us out in the cold . . . and I met a lovely young lady. We end up talking about business, social media, and blogging. Okay, I talked the most. She pulled out a notebook and took notes. We have connected on Facebook and we will be meeting again.<br />
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2. I found a venue for an upcoming event.<br />
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<span style="color: #274e13;">Random thought of the day:</span> There was this post someone put up on Facebook. It said to go to Google, then type your first name + the word "meme," and post the first picture in images in the comment section. I didn't post my picture there but, I am sharing it here. <br />
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Okay, I said that I would write everyday for 10 days. I didn't say it would be by 9am. Today, is just a pop in post. What's a pop in?<br />
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When I quickly pop in to post and pop back out. haha. I had a very full day and on top of that I am super sore. My 6 pack cometh. I have a few things that have happened that I want to share. So, in order to remember I am keeping a list. Which is an awesome thing because with so much to share it will make it a full month of days in a row. Woot! Woot!<br />
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Okay, tomorrow should be an early posting day. <br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;">Random thought of the day:</span> I did my first handstand since, I was a child - that was many, many years ago. Now in order to do the handstand I had to use a wall but, I am still EXCITED!!! <br />
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Okay, it is 10:36PM and I bet thought I (once again) wasn't going to post. Wrong. What had happened was. . . <br />
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Oh, let me admit. I almost forgot. But wait! Let me tell you the story.<br />
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My laptop crashed today. And my stress level hit 1000. I don't know what exactly it was but, it took me down. I try to be very careful about the sites I visit or the links I open. So, I just don;t know. I didn't care to ask either. I just wanted my life back.<br />
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Long story short, it is up again however, it had to be restored to like factory settings. Thankfully, my pictures and documents were saved. I will definitely be making sure to back them up on the outside drive more often. <br />
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I have some of the added stress, to my already stressed mind, alleviated. Now, I am sitting here restoring the bookmarks and settings I had (to make my online life easier) back onto the laptop. And I remembered (which I really didn't but, the way my stress is setup) to post. <br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;">Random thought of the day:</span> This is not random at all . . . back your stuff up and do it often. I am going to do it weekly. Unless it is for a big project then I will do it whenever I work on it. <br />
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Yesterday, I was craving sweet and sour stir fry vegetarian style (we will discuss my change to a vegetarian lifestyle in another post) and some banana pudding. Since, I had was missing <s>two</s> most of the ingredients, I decided to head out to the store. While, my daughter and I were out and about browsing and shopping, this song came on. I really didn't know (and still do not know) the exact words being sang but, I do know it said, the hanging tree. "Let's go to the hanging tree," "3 men . . . hanging tree," and "hanging tree." All set to a dance type beat. <br />
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I kid you not I was not only horrified, I was downright nervous. I turn to my daughter, "Oh my goodness, they are playing lynching music. What kind of song is this? Who is this?" My daughter said she never heard the song before and did not know who it was. <br />
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Look, I know that Billie Holiday beautifully sang about the "Strange Fruit" she saw hanging from the trees while traveling through the South. That song was appropriate for the time. It is appropriate now. It is history. Holiday was sharing the story of those who have lost their lives because of racism and oppression. It is a soulful song. A song of pain. This song, "Hanging Tree," that I was listening to had a dance beat. Who dances to people being hung? It took me 20 minutes to focus on shopping and to stop wondering about that song. <br />
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Well, I didn't really stop thinking about it because as soon as I got home, I pulled up Youtube and typed in "Hanging Tree." <br />
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Turns out it is a song from the movie Hunger Games: Mockingjay (sang by Jennifer Lawerence) and was also written about in the book. I have not seen the movie nor have I read the book so, I just did not know. And I am sure that there are plenty of other people who have not seen or read it as well. <br />
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Don't NO PERSON OF COLOR want to walk into a place and hear HANGING TREE especially, if you never knew it was from a movie. HAHA . . . I am laughing now. <br />
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I still haven't listened to the lyrics so, I really don't know what is being said. But apparently, if I would have, I would know it is about suicide. . . according to one of the comments on Youtube, a person who was totally frustrated that others came to the comments to express how they didn't know what this song was about. Which I don't agree with because they strung up a man. So, I tried to read further however, the comments section of Youtube (or any online publication) can get pretty rude. So, I cut my reading of them short because, the ignorance. Whew!! <br />
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I still don't understand the whole upbeat dance mix but, it is from a movie about adult making children fight. I guess in that regard it is appropriate.<br />
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I watch the movie Battle Royale, which was pretty crazy. I have seen articles about the similarities between the books Battle Royale and Hunger Games. I am not going to debate how she stole his book. haha. Like how I slide that in there? I am just going to hope I am never out and that "Hanging Tree" comes on again. <br />
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And yes, I made my stir fry and banana pudding.<br />
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<span style="color: lime;">Random thought of the day:</span> I do not like seeing the wives of men I had crushes on growing up I need my girlhood dreams of love to stay intact. I was so hurt when I saw Ronnie Devoe's wife. Dream over. haha.<br />
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I once read somewhere that if you do something for 10 days in a row it becomes a habit. I am writing about making positive changes like exercise and writing a book. I am well aware that if you do something like smoke crack it may only be a one time then it is a habit type situation.<br />
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Well, today I am embarking on a 10 day blogging journey. After saying I am going to blog, blogging sporadically, then once again stopping; I am going to try again. I know here we go again. Well, my snarky yet, supportive readers (all 3 of you). I am using the 10 day method. What is the 10 day method? It is setting a goal to do something toward a larger goal and only telling yourself to just concentrate on the 10 days and not the bigger picture. For example, if you want to write a book but, can't find the time or feel overwhelmed at the thought of writing 300 pages then focus on 10 days of writing. For 10 days you may set the goal of writing for only 20 minutes. You may also decide not to write the book in chronological order but, to just write a paragraph from anywhere in the story. You may decide to write at a particular time (like at lunch) or to write whenever you feel most inspired. But, you HAVE TO WRITE and you have to DO IT FOR 10 DAYS. The idea is that if you write and see progress and your book slowly coming together . . . you will want to continue. <br />
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I have had much success with this method a few times before.<br />
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Hopefully, I will continue having success with this method as I apply it to blogging. So much has happened in my life. So much to share. So much to say. Let the 10 days begin. Until tomorrow. <br />
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Random thought of the day: Scented candles should not be placed near where you are working. I may pass out, my head hit the desk, and never recover because these things are so strong. HAHA. Moving them now. <br />
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