I feel like I have abandoned you these last several weeks, my life has been turned upside down with work and if I had to remember to breathe I would have suffocated a long time ago! Thank the good Lord that He automated the process for us! So today, August 30th, 2012 is my sissy’s 26th birthday!!! I think the whole sibling rivalry thing is BS because even from childhood Erica and I have been each other’s biggest fans and proponents. Read the rest of this entry »
Something was dropped in my spirit late last night and I couldn’t rest until I put it on paper.
I come across people going in and out of bad relationships, carrying baggage around with them until you can’t see them for the issues that they have. The most common is of course the old adage, “You caused me to have low self-esteem!” This is where my sympathetic ear turns jaded and I have to lay some things on the table and be real. This may hurt someone’s feelings, this may cause you to say that I am wrong and how could I even think that way, but know that the truth is the truth, rather you choose to believe it or not.
With every relationship, whether it be a friendship, familial bonds or romantic in nature (this includes “friends with benefits”- The most asinine of them all) emotions are always involved. This whole notion of being able to be in a relationship with someone without any attachments is people deluding themselves. Human beings are emotional creatures; we thrive on interaction, love and fulfillment of purpose. We have emotional tidal waves at the hint of weddings, births, deaths, commencements and the reaching of milestones. We anxiously await the day, the hour, the minute that our partner says those three words, “What time’s dinner?”… I jest; the words are “I love you”. It makes us feel complete and adored and emotionally vested in the relationship. But when good goes to bad and you begin to be mistreated (this goes for guys and ladies alike) the first words out of your mouth are, “He/she treats me so bad. But I know that he/she loves me and I him/her…” Then you start to make excuses for the aforementioned bad behavior. Here’s the truth I was talking about earlier: You DO NOT make excuses for someone’s mistreatment of you, you DO NOT tolerate being treated less than; doing so makes you an enabler. For the most part mistreatment of someone generally stems from one of two places, insecurity on their part and/or control issues, both of which show a lack of self-worth. Otherwise why would it make you feel good to mistreat and/or control someone? If I’m talking about you say “Ouch”.
Then the “You ruined my self-esteem” comment rears its ugly head and you are laying the fault for your lack of self-worth at someone else’s feet. No, pick that up and place the blame exactly where it belongs, back on you. Self-esteem is just that… the admiration and regard you feel for yourself. How you feel about you should not be predicated on someone’s feelings or lack thereof for or about you, nor should it be centered on those things in life that are fleeting ( situations, circumstances, people, places, things). The respect you have for yourself comes from a place of joy and contentment in your accomplishments, in how you view yourself in relation to what you want from life. Don’t get me wrong, life is full of heartache and disappointments and I’m the first to admit that being a little depressed when things don’t go the way you would have hoped, is completely ok. But don’t let that keep you in a place of despair and affect the way you see yourself. When you are stuck in a place where you know that you are not being treated right, in a place where you don’t feel comforted and secure and you say that you love the other person… take a second to think, who do you love more, them or you? This helped me once upon a time and I hope that you will take the lyrics to heart and do a little introspection.
I don’t think I have been looking forward to a Friday like this since like… forever it would seem! I was nice today and brought donuts (cake donuts this time) to the office, mostly because I felt the need to do something that would make me happy. It also fulfilled my craving for sugar, so there was a dual purpose. Nonetheless, Macie and I were chatting via IM, as usual of course, and we got on the subject of our work email names. From that it went so far left that I can barely believe we were talking about emails at first. Below is a transcription of our chat: Read the rest of this entry »
You all might recall the blog post last month regarding what I deem to be inappropriate use of certain types of bags in the refrigerator. Almost a month has passed and I found myself on another miniature tirade of sorts. I came back from a meeting on another floor well below my own and walked into the kitchen for a nice hot cup of cocoa. Upon setting foot at the threshold, my nose was assaulted by a most horrific smell. I honestly think I threw up a little in my mouth it was so bad!! I looked around so as to confront my attacked like I wasn’t even alone in the kitchen. “Byler” walks in and I ask her if I am the only one that smells that smell, it was like week old cabbage and feet and it permeated the ENTIRE kitchen area!! She said, that she smelled it, it was totally gross and it was probably something in the fridge. Read the rest of this entry »
Friday was a very lonely work day for me because my partners in crime, Luis and Macie, were both out of the office and so to say the least the day eked by quite slowly. So I was looking forward to Monday when everything was going to be back to normal; not so much! Macie was dragging because she was worn out from a long weekend with her family and I had an early morning meeting (which ended up being a pissing contest between me and my former boss… I was the victor!). But true to form, Sauceboxx a.k.a. Heinz 57 was back! I said something to her, very innocuous and innocent in nature, and she replied, not even looking at me, “Big Whoop! You want to fight about it?” Glad to have her back!
I am vocal, jovial and animated around those whom I am comfortable with. For everyone else I am quite reserved as I am observing and calculating whether or not it is a good idea to be the me that everyone else is accustomed to. Don’t get me wrong, I am always me, day in, day out, I will remain true to who I am. I just have a filter, some people get 20%, some get 50%, very few can handle much more than that!
That being said, tonight was sister time with my lovely lil’ sis/bestie. Of course being the fashionista that she is, Erica showed up looking casually fab! ( I was underwhelmed by my own work attire of khaki and denim, but I digress.) While enjoying drinks, each others company and conversation with a random oil rig worker from Canada, I eyed an old a#$ man, old enough to damn near be her grandfather eyeballing her, all while his wife was looking at her phone!! I looked at him looking at her and went into protective sister mode. His wife looked up and tried to cover up his creepy lurking by commenting on my sissy’s tattoo and attire. This set his wife off and this broad had the unmitigated gaul to start talking trash about MY sister!! Oh hell naw!!
This is where my filter went from 50% to 100% and she got the full brunt of who I can be! I unceremoniously told her to shut up talking about my family. I kindly informed her that she needed to check her husband, who was eye-banging my sis while she was busy looking at her phone, rather than making unfounded, ignorant and slanderous comments about my sister. (Alcohol had nothing to do with me confronting her, I protect mine sober or not)
The moral of the story my lovelies is this: Don’t think just because we are pretty and genial and laugh with people we meet at random that we will simply let anyone talk unmerited smack about us. We are ladies first so we won’t fight you physically, nor will we make a scene in public; but be prepared for a verbal assault if you are in the wrong. If you don’t start none, there won’t be none!
So today, like most days, I brought Macie breakfast because otherwise she will be eating random things… like summer sausage and crackers or random produce that she pulles out of her purse. Out of the kindness of my dear, sweet little heart ( because I am a bubbly ray of sunshine coated in sweetness) I brought Shipley’s donut holes to share with the floor. For those of you who don’t know what Shipley’s is, it has to be the BEST donut place EVER! So I send an email to my wonderful coworkers “Byler” and “Tandy” ( I have changed the names to protect the guilty) letting them know that I had brought treats.
Me: I have donut holes @ my desk
“Byler”: You are evil…..down right evil.
Me: At least I brought holes rather than entire donuts…
“Byler”: Touché…
“Tandy” : Has the foolishness started already! I have already eaten (enough for the entire day). Thanks though!
I thought my logic was sound, donut holes are smaller and therefore less fattening but still delicious!! A few minutes after the above exchange, I hobbled ( I am having knee issues) over to their area and joked with “Tandy” about me being admonished for bring donut holes. She told me that she was too through with my foolishness, ragged on me about my knee brace and sent me on my way, laughing the entire time! I quipped that I was leaving anyway due to someone assaulting the snack machine, pouting and stomping off for good effect.
So another day begins filled with laughter, random emails and fake pouting on my part.
I hear so many horror stories from friends, co-workers, Facebook folks about having siblings, specifically younger siblings. I know personally siblings that literally don’t talk to each other, not even via social media and it is sad to see honestly. The bonds between siblings are inexplicable, indescribable and at times infuriating and frustrating to say the least. However I wouldn’t change my role as a Big Sis for anything in the world. It is my job to keep the younger ones from tripping into the same pitfalls that I fell into, give them advise how to deal with the parental units and protect them from all the bad things that can happen in life. I don’t always succeed, sometimes they do the same things that I did, don’t quite navigate the waters of life without running aground, and sometimes I can’t protect them the way I would have hoped. At times I feel like a failure as the oldest, but then I get a text or a call or an IM asking me for my opinion or help and my lack of self-worth bounces back. Read the rest of this entry »
We all know that we spend an asinine amount of time at work, more than we spend with our loved ones. And in doing so at times we can become intertwined in our co-worker’s lives, we share stories, meals, break times and birthday cake. I have an “office” mate ( We live in cubicles across from each other) and her name is Macie, Mace for short and if she likes you. She has to be the cutest and most hilarious person I have ever worked with. She has this naivety about life at times and Googles EVERYTHING! One day it was raining baby zoo animals outside and I sent an email, while driving ( Yes, I know, don’t even start with me ) stating the following:
Me:
Good Morning All,
I am slowly making my way in, my neighborhood and quite a few side streets here in West Houston are flooding. Don’t worry, even if I have to turn my car into a pontoon boat I will be in! 🙂
Macie:
*googling: pontoon boat*
We are from the South, everyone in the South knows what a pontoon boat is, or so I thought anyway. We had a huge laugh over it and just added to the list of things that she Googles, like hooptie. ( No folks, she had no idea what a hooptie was) Yet even though she has a funny side, her nickname yesterday was “Heinz 57″ because she was being quite saucy. I mentioned off handily as I was walking away from my desk that I had a headache, she quipped ” You are a headache!” I nearly got whiplash spinning around and called her “Sauceboxx”! She just giggled and said she was in a mood.
With so much time spent away from home we are lucky, blessed even, to find people that make work life a little easier to bear. Here’s to everyday being an adventure and never quite knowing what Macie will Google next…
So, my day started off just down right crappy, as you all can tell from my first tweet of the day. As I trudged through my day, trying not to be downright depressed, my co-workers made me laugh from a place that I thought I had long forgot. I can honestly say that the ladies that I work with are a group unlike any other! They are hilariously funny, supportive and we keep each other from going crazy on everyone else. To my ladies in HR, and you know who you are, my first drink at happy hour this week will be raised to you!
I Love Someone More Than I Love You…
Hello my Lovelies!
Something was dropped in my spirit late last night and I couldn’t rest until I put it on paper.
I come across people going in and out of bad relationships, carrying baggage around with them until you can’t see them for the issues that they have. The most common is of course the old adage, “You caused me to have low self-esteem!” This is where my sympathetic ear turns jaded and I have to lay some things on the table and be real. This may hurt someone’s feelings, this may cause you to say that I am wrong and how could I even think that way, but know that the truth is the truth, rather you choose to believe it or not.
With every relationship, whether it be a friendship, familial bonds or romantic in nature (this includes “friends with benefits”- The most asinine of them all) emotions are always involved. This whole notion of being able to be in a relationship with someone without any attachments is people deluding themselves. Human beings are emotional creatures; we thrive on interaction, love and fulfillment of purpose. We have emotional tidal waves at the hint of weddings, births, deaths, commencements and the reaching of milestones. We anxiously await the day, the hour, the minute that our partner says those three words, “What time’s dinner?”… I jest; the words are “I love you”. It makes us feel complete and adored and emotionally vested in the relationship. But when good goes to bad and you begin to be mistreated (this goes for guys and ladies alike) the first words out of your mouth are, “He/she treats me so bad. But I know that he/she loves me and I him/her…” Then you start to make excuses for the aforementioned bad behavior. Here’s the truth I was talking about earlier: You DO NOT make excuses for someone’s mistreatment of you, you DO NOT tolerate being treated less than; doing so makes you an enabler. For the most part mistreatment of someone generally stems from one of two places, insecurity on their part and/or control issues, both of which show a lack of self-worth. Otherwise why would it make you feel good to mistreat and/or control someone? If I’m talking about you say “Ouch”.
Then the “You ruined my self-esteem” comment rears its ugly head and you are laying the fault for your lack of self-worth at someone else’s feet. No, pick that up and place the blame exactly where it belongs, back on you. Self-esteem is just that… the admiration and regard you feel for yourself. How you feel about you should not be predicated on someone’s feelings or lack thereof for or about you, nor should it be centered on those things in life that are fleeting ( situations, circumstances, people, places, things). The respect you have for yourself comes from a place of joy and contentment in your accomplishments, in how you view yourself in relation to what you want from life. Don’t get me wrong, life is full of heartache and disappointments and I’m the first to admit that being a little depressed when things don’t go the way you would have hoped, is completely ok. But don’t let that keep you in a place of despair and affect the way you see yourself. When you are stuck in a place where you know that you are not being treated right, in a place where you don’t feel comforted and secure and you say that you love the other person… take a second to think, who do you love more, them or you? This helped me once upon a time and I hope that you will take the lyrics to heart and do a little introspection.
Blessings and Happiness
T. Nicole
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Posted by grahamcrackercrumbs09 on May 31, 2012 in Grinds My Gears, Inspiration, Social Commentary
Tags: dating, Friends, inspiration, Life, Love, Opinion, People, Reflections, Relationships, Self Esteem