♥ Rece’s Piece ♥

My friend from nursing school used to always talk about how she wanted to date a fireman or paramedic. She always said it was something about men in uniform that was so appealing to her. She was mostly referring to the guys in our class and I just couldn’t see it.

Today… lawd, lawd, lawd…

At work we had to call 911 for a sick patient. When those firemen arrived (first responders on the scene)… um um um. I found out first hand what she was talking about. Those men were sexy! Nice big, strong men! I was so busy staring I almost forgot about my patient. LOL

Ok, so don’t tell my boo I was drooling over other men. LOL.

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Well there are long distance relationships and there are looooonnnnggg distance relationships. Neither of which is for me. I think I’m too needy. lol.

One of my co-workers is from Dominica. She’s been in the United States for 2 yrs now. She said the night before she was leaving to move to the U.S. her boyfriend at the time proposed to her. It was a beautiful story about how they were on the beach that night and she was in the water enjoying herself and he was acting weird. (That seems to be the common trend when guys are about to propose). She came out of the water to see what he was up to. When she got to where he was standing, she saw that he wrote “Will you marry me?” in the sand. She thought he was just saying that because he knew she was leaving. She said “Of course I’ll marry you baby.” It wasn’t until she saw him reaching in his pocket for the ring that she realized he was serious. So sweet. Not a good time to propose though. IMO!

Needless to say, they got married but she lives in the U.S. and his papers aren’t done yet for him to move here also. They probably see each other like twice a year for maybe a week or so. I guess if they’re lucky it’ll be more than a week.

I can’t imagine being married and only seeing my husband twice a year, especially when it’s a new marriage. In any case, this weekend she went away to meet up with him in St. Maarten to celebrate their anniversary. They’re the cutest thing, but that’s really hard to do. I guess if you have to do it, then you have to do it. I really can’t wait until all of his stuff is done so they can be reunited. That’s the best part!

I remember when I was in elementary school, we used to make teams and have relay races in the school yard during lunch. I had asthma BAD, but I was one of the fastest people so I used to run last… then get my asthma attack. My asthma was bad, but as long as I stopped in time to catch my breath, I usually recovered without medications.

When I got to high school and I HAD to run in order to pass gym, there was a problem. I was good with short distances, but we were required to run 1-2 miles per day. I ran my miles, but almost failed gym a time or two because we were ranked on how fast we finished and our grades were determined from there. There were some fast people in that class. They used to finish their mile in like 4 minutes.

Although I hated gym then and couldn’t understand why I had a drill sargeant for a teacher (literally), I’m grateful for those workouts because over the course of those four years I outgrew my asthma.

Today I can jog and even run longer than I could have ever imagined and not have to stop because I can’t breathe.

It’s a beautiful thing! I’m no Olympian or anything, but I can get a good workout going.

Ok, so I’ve started the “Olympics Workout.” Not the Olympics Diet, but the Olympics Workout. No eating modifications will take place. It’s really simple. All it consists of is… running!

I love love love their bodies… men and women! Their legs are tough, their arms are toned, their butts are serious business (even the men… yummy! lol). I’m sure they probably train in other ways rather than just running, but all of that running has got to be what keeps them in such tip-top shape. I can’t get enough of watching them, or blogging about them… obviously.

I’ve been running for a few days now, just trying to stay consistent.

I absolutely love the Olympics!

I used to watch just the gymnastics when I was younger. That was pretty much all that I was interested in. These days I haven’t been able to catch the gymnastics, because it comes on so late, but I am enjoying the swimming and track.

It makes me want to just go to the gym and work it out! I think I’m an athlete at heart. LOL. Do you see how nice and toned their bodies are? They have such a minimal amount of body fat and such great muscle definition. It gets me motivated! I’m focused now.

Yesterday was my mom’s birthday. She’s so modest and always says she doesn’t want anything. How could I not get her something? We ordered one of those edible arrangements for her. It looks like a flower arrangement but it’s made of fresh fruit like cantaloupes, strawberries, pineapples, grapes and honey dew melons. Yummmm! We also ordered flowers, but it’s arranged to look like a birthday cake. Check my flickr for pics.

My mom’s aunt had a BBQ also, so we went there in the evening. My grandmother sent my mom a card and on the envelope she put a sticker that said “Life is fragile, handle with prayer.” Love it! She always finds the cutest things!

Today I saw a lady wearing a shirt that read:
“I put all of my eggs in one basket, and gave it to Jesus.”
Loved it!

I meant to write this post yesterday, but eh…

So I was beginning to think to myself that things are going so smoothly for me. Everything seems to be going so well. I’m finally in a job that I like, my relationship is going well, my finances are in order… what more could a girl ask for? I always become super-cautious at times like this because I know trouble is right around the corner waiting to stir things up. I’m not exactly looking forward to that, but such is life.

When I went to church on Sunday, Pastor briefly reviewed his teaching on the seasons of life. In the “Spring” of our life, productivity is high. Times like this we should be preparing for the “Winter.” Everything in life is cyclical, so we won’t be in “Spring” forever.

I couldn’t help but think that the “Winter” of my life that I just went through wasn’t so bad. I wasn’t working for six months (I guess by choice), but I barely even touched my savings. When I finally started working again, I still had most of my savings left.

Also at that time my boo was in school f/t and working f/t and I only got to see him once a week, if that much. Of course… I was complaining. I guess when you’re used to seeing someone much more often than that (read: Whenever you want), it takes some time to adjust.

Things weren’t exactly bad at that time, but there was a lot of room for improvement. I guess that’s as good as a “Winter” gets.

Pastor even joked about how people get really nervous when things are going too well. Let me tell you… he was talking about me! LOL. I was going to blog about how well things are going, but I didn’t even want to put it out there and draw more attention to myself. The devil is just waiting and concocting more subtle schemes.

One day I was thinking to myself that I sure pray a lot when things aren’t going too well. I was all ready to beat myself up for not praying enough when things are going well, until I realized that I sure pray a lot when things are going well. I’m grateful for the good and the bad. When things are bad, you just know that there’s something much better on the other side.

“Every struggle is preparation for what’s to come.” ~Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes

I stopped by to visit one of my friends from way back in the 80’s. I hadn’t seen her in over 5 years. She’s married now and has two sons.

Please, please remind me to never have children! Her sons were sooooo bad! One was worse than the other. He is the type of child that completely ignores you when you’re talking to him. She spoke, yelled, threatened and actually did end up spanking him and what did he do? Threw a temper tantrum for all of 30 seconds, then continued to do what he wanted to do. I felt so sorry for her. What made matters worse is that she’s separated from their father now. 26 years old, only married for about four two years, separated and trying to raise two boys. Talk about stress!

I saw a patient earlier in the day who was the same way. She was 3 years old and was just so mischievous. She was turning off the lights in the hallway of the office. Just into everything! She didn’t listen to a thing her mother was saying. Her mouth was going nonstop. I don’t know how these parents do it.

Lord… If I have children who are anything like this, I just pray that they have a good and patient father.

I was driving home from the gym earlier this evening and Jill Scott was playing on the radio. I love Jill and I love the song that was playing, but it took me back to the times when I would be on my way to work at that time. (Yes… 6pm). I am just sooooo grateful that I’m not working nights anymore. Y’all don’t even understand! I had to take a moment out of my driving to just thank God for bringing me out of that situation and into a much better one. He’s always looking out for me.

So I’m driving and thinking about how songs take us back to specific places and times. I thought about Beyonce’s song “Resentment.” It reminds me of a guy who was in my class who was killed in a motorcycle accident. The lyrics to the song have nothing to do with him, but I had that song on repeat when I was on my way to his funeral. I was stuck in traffic for what seemed like eternity and Beyonce sang through the speakers the whole way there. Not such a good song association huh?

On a brighter note, when I hear the Lil Wayne “Got Money” song I think of my boo. Of course the song has nothing to do with him, but he played that song soooo much. I was even getting on him about how he likes garbage music, until one day I found myself blasting it on the way home from work. Ssshhhh… don’t tell him I like that song. LOL

~ That’s all she wrote! ~