The Village; My Newest Love.

My new favorite television show is The Village. I have a tendency to fall in love with stories about humans loving other humans in the midst of it all. And The Village has it all. (so far) *fingers crossed like a mug*
 
I’m on episode three and BABAY When Lorraine Touissant’s character tells her man how heavy it is to have to deal with Cancer and the heaviness that is the sadness and despair of the people who love you, I near bout fell out of my chair.
 
It’s a conversation that I have with Sheree L. Greer frequently acted out on the screen in such a way that I never imagined was possible.
 
I’ve been waiting forever for someone to acknowledge this. To talk about what it’s like to be sick or fighting for your life and to also be burdened with the feelings and emotions of all of those around you in addition to every other horrifying thing you’re going through.
 
“It’s more work for me Ron, being in charge of your pain and mine I don’t have it in me.” Has got to be the best line on a television show this year. At least for me whose Mama and Mama’s Mama are both fighting cancers.
 
“You’re an organ in my body woman. You fail. I fail.” has me on the floor rolling around with something in betwixt glee and heartache.
 
It’s like… Grey’s Anatomy… That feeling that I had when I fell in love with it all those years ago and I’m so here for it.
 
Especially this love and those dance breaks.
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Matchmaking for Beginners: Book Review

2 Stars

I wanted to love this book and while I loved things about this book in the beginning my love quickly went downhill.

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What did I love about this book: The plot setup was amazing. I LOVED Blix the entirety of her story. If the whole story was about Blix then this would have been a five star review. Enter in Marnie and the story goes sideways. Without spoiling the story I can tell you that Marnie’s primary goal in life is to get married and have a life so simple and boring it would make the average person’s head spin.

The story had so much promise. I would have loved to read more about Blix who was a fresh breath of air of a character and her magical spells that brought people together in life and love but unfortunately the story is really about Marnie. Blix sets the story up for Marnie to have an amazing life but she’d not interested in that.

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Even when Marnie is given the opportunity to explore and build an incredible life she only accepts the opportunity so that she can hurry up and get back to her hum drum of a life which wouldn’t be so horrible but she’s an unlikeable and boring character which makes the book a drag.

Read the story for Blix and the magic of matchmaking. Try and ignore how annoying and bland Marnie is.

Book Review: The Collector -Nora Roberts

 

 

 

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Let’s talk about the time I read a book and rolled my eyes the entire fucking time. To be fair, I read a lot so I run into this eye rolling thing pretty frequently but for some reason this eye rolling session really annoyed me. The Collector by Nora Roberts is the first book of 2018 to get thrown into the corner. And that’s only because the window was closed and I didn’t want to shatter it for such a stupid novel.

Actually I changed my mind. I’m not going to talk about it. I love Nora Roberts. She is a phenomenal writer so I refuse to even discuss for any more seconds how horrid The Collector is. I’ll just say read at your own risk. 1 Star because it’s impossible to give 0.

Sold on a Monday: Book Review

4 Stars

Sold on A Monday was a great read although at times it was a little slow. I love a story that keeps you entertained while teaching you things. During the pages of this story I was reintroduced to the way that women were treated in our history. How no matter how smart or talented they were they had to fight twice as hard just to be a secretary and how unwed women with children could be treated so badly that they would lie to protect themselves.

I’m always curious about where the idea for a story came from so I loved where the author told us all about that at the end.

*Trigger Warning* That Time I Got Stuck In A Group Text Laughing About Rapists *Trigger Warning*

Firstly, Let me go on record and say that I’m not a lover of group messages. In general. I hate the ones that I’m currently stuck in on Facebook and only put up with one on my cellphone which is shared by my siblings and my parents because:

1: Family

2: My mama has cancer.

Most of the time I read and don’t respond to the communication in group threads because I’m busy and an antisocial mother lover. There aren’t many reasons to include me in group messages and I appreciate the friends who responsibly include me in them like my trainer who will occasionally send out group messages with the disclaimer to RESPOND TO ME ONLY because for whatever reason everyone in his messages always follow his request to only respond directly to him.

But, I got caught in one recently with a girlfriend of a friend and have yet to ask to be removed. Mostly, because I like the friend, network with multiple members of the chat, and the messages are sporadic and usually unharmful. Until today.

Today there is a whole entire group thread on my cellphone with pictures of Rapist Kelly mocking his interview and hopefully pending long term jail stint. I don’t want to be the wet blanket and ask to be removed from the thread because I do business with these people. Even though I come up with at least six really really good messages that I never send such as:

Hey, please remove me from this triggering ass thread. Rape and rapists are never the fuck funny.

or

Hey, Rapist Kelly reminds me of the grown ass men who used to rape me when I was a teen.

or

Hey, Rapist Kelly reminds me of the grown ass men who preyed upon my friends when we were in high school.

or

Hey, I’m not sure how many of you in this thread is a victim of rape but I am and this shit is triggering as all hell. I’ve been avoiding the internet today because every single time I’ve logged in all I see are pictures and articles about him so like, yeah could ya’ll please not.

But I don’t. I silence the notifications on the group message, put the phone on the table, and pray that no one else calls me so that I don’t have to look at my phone.

And I angrily type this blog post in hopes that maybe a few of you who are sharing his image might realize how triggering it is to some of us. Look up Seneca Dolandson. Find a picture of him when I was 13 years old and nod in agreement when you say yeah, he looks a lot like him. Then stop texting your friends in group threads laughing at rapists. Because rape is never ever funny.

 

Obsession aka Teenage Girls Need To Chill; Little Monsters Book Review

Little Monsters Book Review

Obsession. The story little Monsters is told from the point of view of Bay and Casey. Bay’s story is told through her diary since she is missing or dead. While Casey tells us what’s happening now Bay’s diary tells us what happened leading up to her disappearance. 

Bay is clearly obsessed. With her best friend Jade who she calls her person and declares that she couldn’t lose or else she would die. 

With Casey who she seems to seriously hate even though she struggles to figure out how she really feels about the girl. She waffles back and forth admitting that she doesn’t know anything about her feelings regarding Casey except that she would like to punch the girl in the face. She’s only pretending to be friends with Casey because of her unrequited love of Casey’s stepbrother Andrew who is the true object of Bay’s obsession.  In addition to befriending Casey and hanging out with Andrew’s other sister who is only 13 years old, she does things like sit outside of his house at night watching him through his windows. 

While Bay tells us her story of what happened leading up to her disappearance Casey tells us the after and the lengths she goes through to find her friend. She continuously places herself at harm and makes herself look guilty while she searches desperately for Bay.  Even after someone tells her the truth about how Bay was never really her friend. 

I love a story with a strong plot twist and even though I figured out who done it pretty close to the end of the story the author did an amazing job of putting a new twist on this murder mystery and keeping the audience guessing about what really happened to Bay and who did it. 

I rated this book 5 Stars and recommend that you always know who your true friends are. Also, If you’re a teen, I know the person you think you love seems to be the most important thing in the world. I also guarantee that there are better things to be obsessed over like coffee, yoga, and loving yourself. It gets better. Just chill. 

Book Review: The Case by Kianna Iman

I love a good mystery. Make the characters look act and feel like me or people of color like me  and I am alllllll the way about that. Kianna Man does just that in her novel; The Case.

Mya Martinez is a Los Angeles Police Detective following in her beloved father’s footsteps. Mya wants nothing more than to be just like her father. He was an amazing and well respected Detective, a great provider and Mya’s Idol. So when he’s killed she vows to seek revenge for his death.

Mya turns out to be a great detective and following in his footsteps she quickly moves through the ranks of the police force. 

She falls in love with her captain Gary and is living the life that she’d always dreamed of; saving the city from criminals and building a future with Gary. Everything is going well until a young girl is kidnapped and the same people who killed Mya’s father seem to be behind the kidnapping. 

As Mya gets too involved and focused on the case her life begins to spin out of control. She’s letting everyone down and becomes withdrawn from all of her friends and squad mates. 

While Mya goes rogue and tries to figure out who done it and why the audience is taken on a wild ride chasing after dangerous suspects, each one having solid reasons to be behind the kidnapping. Just when we think we know who’s done it another more believable suspect is introduced including one that Mya could’ve never seen coming in her wildest dreams. 

I enjoyed this book and would be interested in reading the sequel if one is ever written. There were a few plot holes that a second book could tie right up. I can’t really speak to them without some spoilers but there are just enough unanswered questions at the end of the story to keep the readers invested in more of this storyline. 

I gave it 3 Stars for being a solid story with a few too many unanswered questions.

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Boss Lady Rule #217 Relationship Banking

Boss Lady Rule #217 Put your money in places where they actually give a fuck about you and your money.

In the past my money was at Bank of America and a few other bigger banks and I’ll say that the only benefit is being able to walk into a bank branch in most parts of the country. With things like being able to deposit a check over your phone and banks allowing you to use other banks atms for free, I don’t even know if that perk is as large as it used to be.

Now, I bank at a few local banks where I have personal bankers, the tellers know me and my business and I have access to information, education, and support that I never knew were even possible.

I’ve profited from things that everyone should benefit from with their banks. Such as, the tellers calling me when someone comes in to cash a check to make sure that I actually wrote it (me and my horrible ass writing) or even a call /text to tell me to trans
fer funds because a big purchase went through quicker than I anticipated. Which saves me money on things like bounced check fees. (Cause who wants to deal with that shit when you actually have the money to cover it.)

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I also have a banker who actually sits down with me and looks at my business, my finances, and my accounting not only to make sure that everything is correct but because it’s so much easier to qualify for products and services like lines of credit to hold you over during tough cash flow times when everything is categorized and reflecting correctly before you need them.

What does a bank get out of this? If they groom you and your business to be good with your money and your money grows, they’ll make money off of you. It’s kind of like a win win. Duh. (Yes BOA that’s some shade tossed at you.)

These are just a few ways that I have benefitted from Relationship Banking with Local Community Banks. I hope they can help you.

Dear SEMA, I’ll Be Back.

SEMA was like every other conference I’ve been to but on steroids. You know how I do that sharp intake of breath when I’m excited? I literally had no breath left at the end of the day. Well not literally but dang near. Classic Trucks for days with some educational presentations thrown in? Sign me up.

Food; AB took me to Top of The World where I simultaneously ate the best steak I’ve ever had in my whole life while trying not to freak the ef out because of the height. (I didn’t die)

I’ve finally witnessed a magic show. Jen Kramer still has my head hurting from trying to figure out how she did that last thing with the box. Like, how are you even a real person? She’s not. I’m convinced.

We got invited to the GlassParency party and had to leave early because AB got sick but DUDE, automotive suppliers know how to P.A.R.T.Y

In the future I’ll save money on Uber by actually checking if my hotel has a shuttle to the convention center and plan out my days better, getting across hundreds of square feet of space while walking through thousands of people isn’t the easiest thing to do and I missed at least 2 presentations that I really wanted to see. Other than that SEMA and Vegas owe me nothing.

Peanut Butter and PMS

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I am on my period. You needed to know that because… I’ve managed not to lose my mind, yell at an employee, give Besty Lou in the Maroon Honda with the frizzy hair, army mom tag and the HUMONGOUS MAGA sticker, the bird while throwing my low fat cup of venti latte at her too darkly tinted window, or -and this is a big one- cry into my bottle of sparkling water whilst parked in the middle of the Westshore Mall Parking Lot.

I did however, manage to attend BNI, interview fifty leven unqualified and a few potentially qualified employees, attend my BNI Power Team Lunch, sit in on a random ass 1:1 with AB, Host another impromptu 1:1 at my office, pay bills, get the mail, and do banking amongst a ton of other things including holding my employees’ hands and blowing theoretical boo boos out of their eyes. All while feeling like Jesus Christ’s worse enemy was skateboarding through my uterus wearing bob sleds. giphy-2.gif

I’ve said it in the past and I’ll stand behind it now, PMS doesn’t MAKE women (people with uteruses? uteri? whatever) go the eff off. Nope. NOT EVEN. PMS just HELPS women (people with uteruses? uteri? whatever) go the eff off about all of the things that they should probably go the eff off about on a regular basis. How? Try dealing with insane amounts of pressure all of the time then add on top of that the pain of 1600 orca playing double dutch across your uterus. Then multiply that by the fact that something is leaking in your drawers, the leaking intensifies when you sneeze or laugh or breathe, AND it causes all sorts of hormonal changes from making you bloated to convincing you that you really need a chocolate bar, and a burger, and six bags of potato chips, 2 packets of skittles, and a hug from your 1st grade teacher Miss Hart and tell me how you handle it.

How would you deal with all of the hormonal stuff, aches, pains, cravings and then add things:

Like, that one employee who is about to lose his shit again for the tenth time this week.

Or, that one customer who already knows what’s wrong with their car and would’ve completed the repair at home except they don’t have a lift, or the tools, or fingers, so could you please do it for practically free?

Or, the one salesperson who calls you about the email that they sent two weeks ago who has managed to sneak through the new manager’s clammy grasp and landed flat in your lap and is now proceeding to try to sell you things and when you decline asks if they should resend the same email for you to review. Cause obviously you could understand the offer better if you’d just read the email that they sent you.

Or, the employees who spend more time on their cellphones talking to Rootie, Tootie, Fresh and Frootie than doing whatever it is that you’re trying to pay them to do.

Or, Listen to your business partner who is also your wife vent to you about the business relationship that you already told them not to get into, breaking up. Without saying I TOLD YOU THE EFF SO.

Or, the kid who needs to go and get slacks and a tie to wear to school tomorrow, cause duh, all football players have to dress up tomorrow, and of course Coach just told him and yes it’s after 6:30pm but aren’t moms supposed to drop everything and take them to get the desired items? And, also could you like hurry up and get through the ever increasing Tampa traffic to pick him up from school? Like, I know there’s never a set time for practice to be over but isn’t that what moms do? Run to school to get you whenever the fuck you’re ready???

So nope, I didn’t go the eff off. But, I also didn’t cook dinner and am likely going to eat spoonfuls of peanut butter while standing in the kitchen looking out of the window at my fence and pretend that I’m a famous writer and everything, including eating peanut butter standing in the kitchen looking out of the window at the fence is beneath me.