I just read this article, ‘The top 10 lessons of career reinvention: what my 5 careers have taught me.’ It caught my eye because I can remember precisely in college a guest speaker coming to speak to one of my marketing groups. She said over the course of your life you will have 10 careers. I thought then, well NOT ME because I am getting a degree in marketing and that’s what I’m going to do. I should have known there was some validity because even at the time the professor over us had went from a BS in accounting and switched to get her PhD in Marketing. Going from numbers person to a more creative person was a big change. So in this article #8 is ‘There is absolutely no security or stability except in who you are inside yourself’ I have always always ALWAYS said there is no such thing as job security, yet I see people continue to work as if they can’t be let go, or that things may change in their lives and they may want to leave. I think we all get a little stuck sometimes. Stuck because you know for a fact this is not where you are supposed to be, but having no clue how to get out. I recently had this experience where I was just stuck. And even as I look back to the not so long ago past I cannot make sense of it. It’s funny to have my friends try and explain it to me about my life and I listen knowing they have no idea for the decision I made, but still allowing them to have an opinion as to why I stayed in position for a long ass year. Now I’m not so stuck. I’m still not completely where I want to be, but a heck of a lot more at peace. Now it’s time to work on some other things in my life.
Switching gears completely… Magic Mike made me so very happy!! I am not one of those chicks who like going to strip clubs. I know women who do and I don’t knock it, it just has never really been my thing. Even in my 20’s I went ALL the way to DC (LOL) with one of my girlfriends to see this group of black strippers. They were… BIG in a lot of ways!! And I had a good time, but that was it. I didn’t need to go to another show (ever) the next week, or travel to Philly to see them again. It was just I had fun that was nice and that’s it. SO when the previews for Magic Mike came out I was surprised at myself for showing such an interest in wanting to see the movie. They showed a bunch of buffed basically naked men. WHY should I not want to see this movie? So one of the concerns was they are all white men. My retort was AND?!?!? So as luck would have it the Saturday (opening weekend mind you) as BGE scurried to restore electric from the previous night storm and the thermometer kept rising and rising going to pay for some ac in the form of a movie was right on time. The theater was packed and I went with 2 of my GGG’s and we weren’t able to sit together, which was fine with me because they both like to talk during the movie and I’m more of a HEY let’s just watch the movie kinda chick!! I sat next to a couple and the man said to the wife ‘I’m going to get some pointers from this movie so I can start a second career!’ She giggled, I busted out laughing. They had to have been in their 50’s with most likely grown kids. Then I had to really stop and get a good look at him. They were a cute couple but I resisted the urge to say ‘buddy keep whatever day job you got!!’ The storyline was truly not that deep. You had a bunch of strippers who welcomed a newbie into the fold and they were preparing to take their ‘show’ to Miami. There was a lot of nudity : ) full frontal, side frontal, and back frontal LOL (that was from Will & Grace when Jack was describing nude scenes that Kevin Bacon had in various movies. It makes NO SENSE but I say it all the time and folks look at me like I’m crazy… which is usual for me). There was some drug use and sales. Mike’s goal was to make handmade furniture and then he had an epiphany… and then the movie was over. I sat there for a minute waiting for something else to happen. I’m not sure what I wanted to happen but the way it ended was whack! HOWEVER, it was still worth it to see that much nekkidness on the big screen!!!
I feel like the Lion in the Wizard of Oz the scene where they stole the guard’s uniforms and his tail keeps making it go up in the back. My skirt is long-ish, but for some reason I keep thinking it is not down all the way in the back. That is a horrible fear that I would walk in front of people and my skirt is tucked into my panties!!!
I have been listening to a lot of jazz lately. I go into and out of phases of what I like most at the time. The radio just doesn’t play many things I like, and if I hear that whining ass song from Usher one mo time I am gonna scream!! I even heard a house remix and I was like NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! I just feel that the lyrics should grow with you. Having sex, going to the club, drinking, and buying bling should not be the main theme of your songs. AND IF IT IS... be mature about it. I mean REALLY Mary, are you still talking about bad boys?!?!? Aren’t you married? SWV just came out with a new CD and for most of the faster paced songs I was just like UGH… no as a matter of fact I do not want to ‘co-sign’ for your love. Da hell does that even mean?!? In current rotation in my car/iPod: Esperanza Spaulding (she is the phenom who plays everything, but mainly the bass and won the grammy for best new artist the year Justin Beiber was nominated (tweens don’t like her LOL)), Gregory Porter (his voice sounds like a big bear hug. The first time I heard him I pretty much stopped what I was doing to goggle and find out who this dude was!), Robert Glasper (He has kind of been around for a while as a pianist. His new compilation cd has everyone from Lalah Hathaway to Bilal to Erykah Badu) and The Mitchell & Newbury Band (totally found this on a whim. It’s a compilation CD from 2007 with Fertile Ground on it, probably the last song they did together. But the rest of the CD has this kinda jazzy samba Latin feel to it from 2 white guys from Europe LOL). I actually throw in a little Mary Mary, Jill Scott and Ledisi for good measure.
I cut the top of my foot about 2 months ago. It was healing pretty well now it’s just a little black mark on my right foot instead of the hug gash it was. So last week why did one of those sonofabitch mosquitoes bite me right on the sore?!? It was puffy and painful and now I am back to wearing open in the center shoes, but of course no today!! I need some new shoes. Because the ones I have on today are not only old, but they really hurt. I need to keep a pair of flip flops in my desk. These were already in the ‘goodwill’ pile and they are going to go right back in it!!
So when I get an invite to have cupcakes for someone’s birthday on my team it doesn’t matter if I know the person LOL I just go! My co-worker who is a lot less adventurous than me said ‘aren’t you embarrassed?’ I said NOPE I’ll meet the birthday girl when I get there! I used to get so embarrassed about so many things as a kid and teenage… young adult. Now I’m like hell no! I didn’t do anything to get embarrassed. This is what embarrassed means: ashamed of something and worried about what other people will think of you. I could give about 2 craps an a ½ what people think of me!! The cupcake was so/so (the lady who made them sat right across from me so of course everyone was like THESE ARE DELICIOUS). But the dog stories were the BEST!! They just kept going on... and on... and on... LMBAO
