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Hello Dears,
You know how I feel about self empowerment and preservation. So that’s how I’m starting my Friday with encouragement and uplifting to my ladies.. (I know i have a few men readers, well just substitute lady for man, etc.- I care about you guys too!)

Rule #10 for maintaining a healthy you from the inside out:
So,things didn’t turn out the way you wanted. Don’t throw in the towel just because of what happend yesterday. Sometimes yesterday is a great pathway to a major comeback for today!!!!

#11 Don’t let your representative show up. Be yourself. None are perfect and all fall short. Never suppress the person who is inside of you. Be proud. Be brave. Be you. Those who love you don’t mind, and those who mind don’t matter.

#12 Ladies, you are so brilliant and beautiful. Big, small, short, and tall. Variety is the spice of life. Without you, new life cannot spring forth. God didn’t equip a man to carry the fruit, he equipped him to plant it. Recognize your power, your call and your gift. You are important and you are beautiful.

#13 The same God that brought you through the madness last time is the same God that will bring you through again. His mercy endures forever. He is not through blessing you yet. Let’s claim it, name it, believe it, conceive it, and achieve it. We don’t have to wait til we get it. we can praise him for it right now. Pre-praise by way of faith. He hasn’t forgotten you, keep patient and watch him work.

#14 Find “that thing” inside of you.. You know, the thing you can’t contain, the thing that makes your fibers pulsate. Your gift, your purpose, your call, your desire. Find it, nuture it, share it, and live. Go get yo life!

#15 Don’t get upset when people try to emulate you. Be flattered, for they can try to carbon copy everything about you, except your favor.

Now take that advice and stuff it all the way down inside your pretty girl self. 🙂

I’m wearing
Dress- H&M
Tights, shoes- Target
Shrug- Old Navy
Bracelets, rings, watch
Earrings- Rashidagurl

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I had been looking for this dress for months. I couldn’t find it anywhere in my size. In November I went on a shopping trip to New York and I bought it. I was so happy and couldn’t wait to get home and try it on. Imagine me when it didn’t fit!! I then started a massive hunt to find that dress at another H&M. It turned into an obsession Finally months later, I was in H&M for some other thing, and I spotted “my”dress, in “my” size on “my” favorite rack, the clearance. I ended up only paying $7 bucks for it.. I decided to wear it after seeing it hanging up for a while. I got all kinds of compliments on this dress.

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I am praying that you all have an awesome Friday and a wonderful weekend.

Peace and Blessings,
Dee

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It’s amazing the talents that our kids posses and we don’t have a clue. Well. I’m guilty of not knowing a few things. Me, with all my probing and utter nosiness, still managed to be completely unaware that my son is a baby poet. He has a small book that he’s been working on since the beginning of the school year. His teacher sent it to me, with an inclosure detailing how great his writing and poetry had become. It was graded A++ and I was grinning from ear to ear! He got it from his Momma. Finally, one of them takes a little bit of what I have to offer. He was shy about it, but I could sense he really enjoyed the attention, and the acknowledgement of his work. Now I’m in his ear, like hey son, let’s write some poetry! Ha!

There are several tidbits of loveliness in his poems and he agreed to let me post a few of my favorites from his little book.
Birth
As the flowers were blooming, so was I. Born in a busy hospital room.
My Mom crying tears of joy.
My Dad, patiently holding her hand.
I came too fast for the doctor, the the way I am- sudden.
To hear my Mom tell it, I was full of life and very happy.
They named me Donte’ Julian. Donte after my uncle and Julian after my great-grandad.
They had a plump baby boy that was smiling 24/7.
They got me just the way I was supposed to be, with a fondness for laughing at the silliest things and being excited and hopeful for the future.
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I am
A skipping pebble, hopping off the water.
I am a small swift chipmunk, weaving through the trees.
I am a growing 12 year old boy at the peak of my prime, like the glowing orange sun
I am the busy New York City
I am a speeding cyclone, wrecking the world with my wit and intelligence.
Like an extravagant fireworks show on the 4th of July
I am Donte’
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Happiness
I dream that I was in a place where everything was exciting, colorful, and bright.
Like a huge rainbow
Everywhere I looked I saw children playing and Popsicles melting.
I could forever hear the sound of laughter and joy.
Everything felt so happy and joyful.
Like a breezy summer day.
This land was everyone’s comfort place, an adventure, a wonderland.
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Awwww, weren’t those poems adorable. I just love them and all the potential. I ask him if he enjoys writing and he tells me, it’s ok. Naturally, I want him to love it as I do. Anyway, this situation just reminds me that I need to dive a little deeper into the minds of my children. You never know what secret talents they may be harboring. I know that my oldest daughter is an excellent artist, I mean can draw like nobodies business, but she isn’t passionate about it. I use to encourage her in it, and had her in all types of activities geared towards the arts, but as she got older, she strayed away. Lately, I’ve been nagging her about drawing me a cheap fab mom logo. I’m still waiting. Lol..
I know that my 15 year old is very creative in the arts and fashion. She alters almost every piece of clothing she owns in some way or another and it’s always easy on the eyes. The stuff she comes up with is fabulous. Extremely creative. The five year old told me she wants to be on the stage and I believe her. She can dance and sing very well. For those of you who have children, do they have any hidden talents? Some that maybe you weren’t aware of? Perhaps you already know and have been sleeping on it, or you are unaware like I was. As my grandmother would say, “one things for certain, and two things for sure”, It’s time we tap into these young minds and roll out the carpet to carry them to their fullest potential.

Oh yea, notice anything? Anything? Well let me help you out. I have been consistent with my post this past week. Yay me!!! I think it has to do with the fact that my stress level is down a thousand since I left that place I use to work at. I’ve had a lovely week. I’ve been settling nicely into my new role and doing a lot of compliance training and such. A lot of cleaning of my new office as it was truly dusty. I love my new office space though. Next week, I’ll start to hang pictures and artwork so it can start feeling a little more like me. Here are a few pics of the space:

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The view from my window

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Here’s what I’m wearing today:
Top- TJMax
Pants- Kohl’s
Shoes- Target
Earrings- Shoppers World
Rings- thrifted
Bracelets- payless, shoppers world

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Lil Miss 5 had a winter program in school today. She had to wear blue/white, but I didn’t feel like the frilly dress or a skirt, so she wore:
Top- Target
Denim Jacket- Target
Leggins- Old Navy
Shoes- Harijuku Mini by Gwen Stefani

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Have a wonderful weekend everyone!
Peace and blessings,
Dee

Hello Dears
I’m not doing the stanky leg. I’ll save the stanky leg til Friday. I am however doing the Humpty dance in honor of hump day. Hey, do the Humpty hump. lol..

This post won’t be long. I just wanted to give out a mid-week hump day dose of positivity, hope, and encouragement to whomever may need it. I sure need it, trust me, I be ministering to myself while trying to encourage others.

How was your Valentines day? Mines was wonderful. I have some single friends that wouldn’t even answer the phone yesterday because they didn’t have a “Valentine”. I’m single too, but you know it never entered my mind to break down about it. For me, love comes from a source of different things, people, and circumstance. I woke up yesterday so I know God loves me, my children love me, my family loves me, and so on. I am surrounded by love and I guess that’s why my day was beautiful. I have learned to look at the big things. Although, it would have been beautiful to get a gift, or some other sentiment from a gentlemen suitor, I’m cool with the gifts I received from my kids, from my heavenly father.

Hump day rules for maintaining a healthy you from the inside out:

-You are beautiful, your are important, you are loved. I don’t care what anybody says, you are beautiful.

-Remember you are important, and you are loved.

-It’s obvious that your life has purpose or you wouldn’t have it. Celebrate in the joys, get through the lows, and step up into your future, step up into your purpose.

-Don’t be mistreated, used, or abused. Make a choice to keep negative forces out of your realm. Don’t let the adversary plant him self in your circle.

-Even a tiny bit of faith, the size of a mustard seed is all God needs you to have so he can move on your behalf. Keep the faith.

-Trials happen, distractions may come, set backs may occur, and breakdown may arrive. But know, it will pass, it cannot reside in you forever as long as you push it aside.
Push.. Pray.Until.Something.Happens

“Remember to remain calm in situations, for God has an investment in us. We may have to hit the bottom, and we may even cry, but we will rise. Not because of us, but because of what’s in us!”
Love to you all..

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OOTD- I’m wearing:
Blazer- Ann Taylor (gift from Aunt)
Blazer- Thrifted
Shoes- Missoni for Target
Earrings,necklace- shoppers world
Bracelets, rings- F21

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Peace and Blessings
Dee

Hello Dears…
Happy Monday. I’m so terrible lately that I hope it’s still Monday when this finally gets posted. Shame, shame… Let me get right to it. I started my new job today. It was such a pleasant surprise to have a supervisor whose demeanor appears to be relaxed, calm, positive, and professional. I instantly like this woman. The morning started with orientation and I felt so bad for dozing off right in the faces of the facilitators. I mean boring! Some of the presentations were lively with an upbeat facilitator. Others were as dry as the Sahara desert and that’s when I started feeling like I had drank a gallon of sleepy time tea. And me, why did I have to be so obvious. I sat front row..Humph! Dumb move Dee, dumb move. Lol.. Later I went over to my department and I received the most awesome welcome from the new co-workers. I took a tour and walked into my new office and fell in love. The space was empty while the desk, chair, and computer lay on the floor awaiting tomorrows assembly. I opened a door that I assumed was a closet and it was a bathroom. My own personal bathroom inside my office. Yes!!! What a room, what a view. I’m totally stoked and loving this. The ice machine in the break room has me feeling like it’s Christmas. Anybody who knows me, knows that ice is my thing. Crunch, crunch.. 🙂
The view from the window is breath taking and I’ll definitely have to take pictures to show you once I am settled in. I am really happy with the way things have turned out for me. I had intentions on taking outfit pics. Taking pictures outside hasn’t been an option since it’s been so cold. The mornings are usually a rush move for us, and in the evening, I either forget, or have taken my clothes off and it’s then too late. Anyway, my son who is my do it yourself photographer hasn’t been feeling well and his skills were off today. Only a small few were decent enough to post.
I wore:
Pleated blouse- TJ Max
Cardigan- Thrifted
Slacks- Ross Dress for Less
Shoes- not shown
Name Necklace- Jay Lorai
Earrings, watch- Shoppers World
Purse- Valentines gift 3 years ago

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This name necklace is quickly becoming my new favorite item. It was was given to me this past weekend by my co-worker/friend from the job I just left. Love it. If anyone is interested in purchasing, let me know.

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Another new favorite item is my hat and scarf that was made for me by a lady who takes custom and special orders. I fell in love with her scarf sets and have purchased a few since the first one. Again, if anyone is interested, let me know and I’ll give you her information. My cousin and I hung out this past Saturday and she had her custom made scarf and hat on too.

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We look happy as ever in those scarf sets. Lol..

Yesterday I took baby girl, Lil Miss number 5 and my lil cousin Big Miss number 5 to see Disney on Ice. They had a blast. These two are the tightest little cousins. They are two peas in a pod and so addicted to each other that it seems unreal. They are equally fire crackers in their on right, and together they are too much for TV. Cute as all get out though!

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They wore these matching yellow shirts

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They are something else!

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We had great seats. Third row, and they had a great time seeing all their favorite characters and interacting along with the show.

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My chile, my chile

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The vest she is wearing was a denim jacket that got to small, so I cut the sleeves off. She loves this vest and tried to wear it everyday during the summer.

Since we were so tired from our busy time yesterday, I’m just gonna keep it real. I didn’t feel like doing Lil Miss #5’s hair this morning, so I just found her something else yellow to wear to match the hair balls. Yep! I’m terrible.. *grins*
Dress- Bday gift from grandparents
Leggings- children’s place
Suede booties- 77 kids by American Eagle

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I know it’s been a while since fifteen has agreed to take a picture. She is a trip! Avoids the camera at all cost.
Sweater- purchased from vendor in NY
Denim Jacket- thrifted
Jeans- idk, but ripped and fringed by herself (she loves to alter her clothes)
Boots- Target

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My poor son hasn’t been feeling well. This is the child who never, ever gets sick. He has now developed sinus and allergy issues and he has been going through it. Just look at his face. Awww son!

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Well peeps, that is the just of my weekend- today. Sorry, I had to pile it all on, but had to get it in where I could. I hope to post again tomorrow.
I pray you all had an amazing weekend and will have a great week ahead.
Peace and blessings,
Dee

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Hey Dears
Just a quick post about my hair. I took my braids out. I had them in for about a month. The hair was too tangled for my liking and my scalp was itching like crazy. I knew I had to do something else to protect my natural hair. If I look at it too long, I might be tempted to slap the creamy crack(relaxer) back in it. You know, once a addict, always a addict.
Yesterday I went and got a full sew in weave for the first time. Let me tell you, I don’t know how women do it. I was in so much agony. During the process I had feelings of regret, nausea, confusion, you know second guessing my decision the whole time. I had no idea how painful the process is to get a hair weave. I’m not what you’d call tender headed either. That pain was real. A headache is an understatement. I’ve been taking pain pills, like foreal, nobody warned me that it would feel like this. The weaveologist told me that my scalp is more sensitive since my hair is natural and that when it grows out more, it wont hurt as much. I know the stylist was sick of me! Lol.. I’m not even the type to do hair salons, as I’ve been doing my own hair for years. I’ve even sewn in weaves on other folks, but never on myself. Anyway, enough of my whining. It’s done now, I’m still in pain too.
I totally forgot to snap some pics of my hair after I took the braids out. It’s growing alot. I’ll show a few of my hair journey pics below and my new style. I’m still trying to get use to this look. I haven’t had long hair since I was a child. I’ve been chopping and whacking it off since I was like sixteen. I think short hair just compliments my face better. And I’ve noticed, this hair really has me looking like a teen. I don’t know if I like it yet. You guys let me know what you think.

In the beginning

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Big chop was in June-(excuse the huge pimple, but it is what it is)

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I was missing the creamy crack, so I blew it out

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Drum roll- now the weave!

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Look at this pain, this is how tight my braids are underneath

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The back

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Thanks for watching my hair journey. Pray for me that this pain goes away!!!

Happy Saturday- I’m in the streets with my cuzzo today.

Peace and Blessings,
Dee

She said to me,

“you aren’t everything that you think you are. These white people don’t care anything about you and all you do”.

This declaration came from my supervisor after a meeting where the manager, medical director and director of operations raved about me and the ideas that I had presented to the table. It wasn’t the first time they came to me instead of her, it wasn’t the first time that I was asked for my opinion, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. That was the beginning of the end for me and Miss Supervisor. Almost everyday since then has been a challenge working with her. Sadly, she dislikes me because I’m articulate, likable, knowledgable, and I get the job done. She would be sweet as pie when the higher ups were within view, and when they weren’t she was a different person. A wolf in sheeps clothing if I’d ever seen one. I don’t know why but she is threatened by my expertise and it’s despicable. Instead of her utilizing me to the fullest which would in turn only be great for the company, she exhausted herself trying to stifle me. It really didn’t work, because those who should have turned to her, sought me out instead. I didn’t ask for it, they just came my way. My years in healthcare span over thirteen years and I certainly wasn’t just going through the motions, I have been busy equipping myself for a time such as this. I pride myself on patient centered patient care. I’m big on finding solutions, solving problems, it’s just what I do. I’m not doing anything unless I give it my all, and Miss Supervisor had her own shortcomings, issues with race, prejudice, and she attacked me as a result of her own selfish ambitions and insecurities. Most of us have a character defect or two that we aren’t very proud of, but do we bring that into the workplace? Miss Supervisor sure does. We’ve been going back and forth for two years, never seeing eye to eye. She’d come at me sideways, and I’d treat her the same way. On any given day, you can catch her in a heated brawl with another employee. She manipulates them by saying things like, “black women need to stick together”. All the while, she makes it virtually impossible to stick with anything she mandates. Despicable. About a year ago, I stopped reacting to her in that Ra-Ra sort of way, as I knew it was what she wanted. She would push your buttons and then suddenly turn into a victim when you reacted to her injustice. I have never, ever met a person like her in the workplace. That thing is a special breed. At long last, I realized, it wasn’t worth it for me and this woman would continue to make my work life a living hell. I prayed about it, and asked God to open new doors for me. He did just that, and next week, a new chapter for me will begin. I am so excited about my new job and even more excited about God’s perfect timing and how wide open he kicked this door for me. I remained faithful to that job for as long as I could, and although I’ll miss the relationships that were forged there, I will not miss the constant bickering, the manipulation, the abuse, and the unprofessionalism. I carry God wherever I go, even still the devil is busy lurking on every corner. I’m so glad that I had my armor protecting me always. I am like a flower, and my natural ability is to bloom. I stopped blooming. My time there is up. God moved me out after my assignment was complete. One thing I know, my mark was left, and they will never forget this lil firecracker with the great work ethics, toting a briefcase full of professionalism, motivation, and skills long enough to stretch from here to the nile river. They’ll never forget me!

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I’m sorry it took me a little while to post but I have been a little wrapped up. Tying loose ends and such. Busy preparing myself mentally for my new job. Anyway, I’m back! Lol..
FYI: these braids are making their last appearance, tonight it’s going down. I’ve had enough. They are itching like crazy.I will show you my growth and my new hairstyle tomorrow. The natural hair journey continues. I love you guys and thank you for your continued support. To the ones that emailed me to check and see what’s up with the post, I appreciate ya!

I’m wearing:
Red/brown sweater- thrifted(not shown)
Belted Peacoat- gift
Gray slacks- Burlington
Brown pumps- Target
Briefcase- thrifted (what a steal $6.99)
Earrings- Rashidagurl

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Peace and Blessings
Dee