Thursday, April 30, 2009

Little Boy Blue




My cousin's son. A little boy with big, beautiful eyes that love lights.

Getting back in shape

Since I have been tediously working on and ticking off things on my "to do list," it is inevitable that I start working on this one pretty soon.

My deadline for resumption: MAY 1.

The Goal: GET BACK INTO SHAPE OVER A STRICT 3 MONTH ROUTINE

Ultimate Goal: REACH MY TWENTYSOMETHING GOAL OF APPROACHING 30 IN THE BEST SHAPE OF MY LIFE

Tools: DVDs already in my collection.

Main Programme: Power 90 with Tony Horton.

Supplementary Programmes: Yoga and Pilates for stretching and relaxation.

Rewards:

1. Being fit means feeling fit... I will have much more energy and will be able to tackle the physical adventures of life.

2. I will be able to carry around 20lbs of photo gear with greater ease

3. I will be able to have long and grueling photo and video shoots without dying of sheer exhaustion

4. I will boost my lung capacity and reverse the damage cause by a certain habit.

5. I will improve my lung health and perhaps even get rid of all notions of asthma.

6. I will return to Jamaica looking at least as good, if not better than when I came here. (Yes a so we vain).

7. It will set the groundwork for a lifetime of fitness for myself and Easy Skanking Chef, who has already beat me to working out.

8. By the time babies come, I will have a fit body that will allow me to bounce back from pregnancy

9. I have no desire to be hiding a double chin, chubby tummy, or jelly arms on wedding photos

10. I have found a good man who happens to love me as I am, but I better damn well put myself into a position to keep him! (The feeling is very mutual).

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Your best friend can be your worst enemy

Who the Cap Fit (Bob Marley)

Man to man is so unjust, children:
Ya don't know who to trust.
Your worst enemy could be your best friend,
And your best friend your worse enemy.

Some will eat and drink with you,
Then behind them su-su 'pon you.
Only your friend know your secrets,
So only he could reveal it.
And who the cap fit, let them wear it!
Who the cap fit, let them wear it!
Said I throw me corn, me no call no fowl;
I saying, "Cook-cook-cook, cluk-cluk-cluk."

Some will hate you, pretend they love you now,
Then behind they try to eliminate you.

But who Jah bless, no one curse;
Thank God, we're past the worse.
Hypocrites and parasites
Will come up and take a bite.
And if your night should turn to day,
A lot of people would run away.
And who the cap fit let them wear it!
Who the (cap fit) let them (wear it)!

I had to post the lyrics to that song. It illustrates so well what I am up against here.

My closest work ally, who I actually called "friend" because I thought we clicked and we bonded over cigarettes and wine in a place where women who smoke and drink are deviants. We are both Leos, and we were good friends. That is, until she turned against me. And bwoy, did she turn against me?!

All of a sudden, Missis had a serious vendetta against me. She even tried to discredit me infront of my boss. On top of it all the malice started and the sour face and the cold shoulder turned into rock solid ice.

That melted a bit and we started speaking with civility, I even ended up lending her money because she always had money issues. Bad idea. Mind you said lady takes home double my salary. But she live big. Very big. It tooke me over a month to get it back, and I had to ask. Add cold shoulder to the mix and minus $10 from the re-payment.

Now it appears to me that something really has been brooding between Neighbour and this said person. I see a note on the ABCs of Friendhip on Missis desk signed by said Neighbour. Story come to bump. News get carry. Mix up and blender. I believe they both deserve each other's friendship. And I wish them all the best. However, it has become extremely obvious that they both really do not care much about me. No biggie.

But it seems that Missis from work is attempting to throw all her heavy weight against me. Today she never even acknowledge me presence. Dont know why she vex though. But is same way so badmind work.

All Ihave to say is..."Who Jah bless, let no man curse." Selah
 
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