Why Must I Cry...

Sorry I haven't been posting, but work got me swamped. And when I say swamped, I mean I only have time to check a few blogs, but no time to update my own (like anyone visits anyway LOL) but yeah. I promise I'll be better.

I am chaaaaaangiiiiiing *in my Effie voice*

so bear with me. I will leave ya'll with this though:

If you want to be happy, then be.

and that's all I have to say about that. Peace <3T

And so, it starts.....

.....Hey y'all! How goes it for you this week? My week has been great, very uneventful. But sometimes boring is good ((sure beats a bad week)). So yeah, I filled out a couple of applications this week and send off my resume to a few companies, but I don't know that I really wanna leave my job. I thouroughly enjoy the freedom I have in my current position. This job was made FOR ME:

First. I can wear whatever I want to wear- jeans and a t-shirt? no prob. Prom dress? fab! Tux? yes, please :) Like really, anything.

2. I'm not confined to my desk for 7 hours a day. I'm technically bound to two 15 minute breaks and one hour lunch, but no one is keeping tabs. No one is clocking you. No one cares if you need two 30s, a 45, two 15s and a 7 (who knows how long it takes to smoke a square? LOL) So yeah, no chains.

and C. if any of y'all follow me on twitter (@TMaryMack) then you know that I haven't been to work at 8:00am ((our official start time)) nor stayed until 5pm ((end of day)) for like the past year! As long as all of my work is done, and done well, no one cares if I'm late or not.

So, does this sound like a job I should be giving up? Me thinks not! LBS, but here's the problem: I get paid jack-jack-booty-crack! They may as well be paying me in crack, at least that way I can sell it and have some sorta income! But yeah, all this freedom and no moolah, 'tis a vicious cycle ::womp:: So, I applied for a position in a diff department. They are literally feet away from my desk now, but they get paid almost twice as much as I do. I would still be able to wear what I want, but I would not be able to come and go as I please :/ I'm kinda excited about starting something new, but I'm afraid that things might be too different. I love my current position, but I'm afraid I may get too comfortable in this 'dead end' position. IDK.

So, what say you? Should I go for broke and just jump ship? Or stick it out where I am and make the most whilst being paid the least? Do you love your job or do you love the pay? Let me know! Peace <3T

Hey Y'all

I just wanted to let y'all know..... bum bum buuuummmmm: I'm a nerd. Oh, and the sky is blue. But really, I just come across this photo and realized just how much of a geek I am...

I love binary code, and would sit all day just decyphering things like this if only I could find more on the internet. So, if you know where I can find a plethora of codes to crack, please let ya girl know. Peace <3 T




*oh and if you wanna know what that says, head over here and test out your skills :) enjoy!

My People, My People...

Before I go in on y'all, I just wanna say hey :) how was your weekend? Mine was wonderful, thanks for asking. I got in to some ish, but that's for another post...

Today has been an extremely boring day at work. And although Brad did his best to entertain me, my attention just couldn't be held to any one thing. Enter Fashion Bomb Daily. I will be the first to tell you that I don't have a lick of fashion sense. Not one iota in my whole body. I dress by what fits my freakishly long legs, big boobs, and hides the tummy. Weird combination, I know, but it works for me: men's jeans, fitted tees, and 'maternity' shirts are the pilars of my closet. But anywho, although I can't dress to save my life (did I mention that over half of the clothes in my closet are black?) I thouroughly enjoy cruising Fashion websites daily :) I have over 20 fashionista blogs in my favorites alone! So, of course FBD is the first and I just love their fashion bombshell of the day which happened to be Robyn of Off 4th and Graham. I'd never heard of this young woman, but I liked her style, so I decided to go through some of her older posts (mostly looking through pictures, but reading a lil too). I happened upon her post about dark skin and my jaw lit'rally dropped. The things that folks tweet in 2011 are un-freaking-believeable.

Robyn made an excellent point that we need do away with this notion that dark skin is not beautiful b/c this is not something we want to teach our children. Now, I must admit, I've been told that I have some sort of problem with skin color. Not of others though, of myself. I describe myself as brown. Period. Brown. Everyone else sees 'light skinned' and that irks the mess out of me. I've been asked was I mixed more times than I care to count (to which I always respond, "yes, with black and black") but that's the quickest way to get ignored for the rest of the conversation. I have been talked about for visiting tanning salons in the winter months and going to the beach to tan in the summer months. Why there's a problem with me loving having a darker skin tone is (and has been) amazing to me. How someone can be wrapped up in the color of someone else's skin color is more confusing than Chinese Arithmatic (no racism).

I guess what I'm getting at is this... on a scale of 1 to 5:

1 being Boris

2 being LL

3 being Mr. Andre Benjamin

4 being Taye

and 5 being Tyrese

I have to let y'all know; I'm about a 2 (but in my mind I'm a 3), my brother is a strong 5, my sister is a 3.5 and our youngest brother is a 4.5, and growing up we never thought about us all being different colors. We looked past color and saw love. This same thing happened when I was in middle school and met my bestfriend (longest standing to this day). She's white. Has been since the day she was born, will be after the day she dies. And I never saw anything but her. She wasn't white, she was cool ass cool and laughed at my corny jokes. Her family wasn't white, they were welcoming and treated me like family (still do). But I digress.

I guess what I'm trying to get at (other than a way to waste the rest of this work day) is that it's freaking 2011 and skin color is still on some poeple's mind? When will we be able to look past skin color and see the person? As corny as that sounds.

But for real, is this just like a Minnesota-nice way of thinking? Or are y'all Equal Opportunity Friends also? Does color matter to you, to any extent? Does this dark skin vs. light skin bother y'all as much as it does me or am I just being dramatic? Let me know, b/c this has been on my mind a lot lately. Peace <3 T

The Things I Find on the Innanet ::womp::

So, I'm just at work slackin off crusing the innawebs as always I do when all my work is finished, and I'm checking one of my favorite sites NoWayGirl and I immediately wished I'd never seent this

::le sigh X 3::

.... and if you take the time to look through the other pictures on the site (which I highly recommend), then you'll realize that there are plenty of things you will wish you can unsee. However, this made me stop dead in my tracks and severl things went through my mind...

1. When TF did men start having babies?

2. Wait, that's ridiculous! When did men start bringing their pregnant wives to the strip club?

3. Wait, that couldn't have been it! So, this woman was on her J-O-B at the skripp club and went into labor? ((Why must I cry?)) 

iCan't with life (no Steve Jobs) b/c this is not why God gave us ovaries. What say you? Do you hate this picture as much as I do? How do you think it really went down?  Is this baby doomed from jump? Let me know.

Peace, <3 T 

Aloah Monday!!!

Hey y'all, how goes it on this fine day? And how was everyone's weekend? *listens intently* niiiiice :) and sorry to hear about your donkey... *cricket cricket*

Anywho, I had a pretty decent time. I spent Friday night with my guy, went shopping and to the movies. Then went shopping (thrifting and grocery) with my Mommy <<I love that woman!>> then cleaned my house and babysat my lil brother. We talked and watched movies and fell asleep on the couch. I need to spend more time with that lil boy :) Then Sunday is Football day in my house. Brad and I sat back and had a few and watched football. Poor Vikings did it again, they lost their 20 - 0 lead over the Lions and lost 20 - 23 *SMH* I still bleed Purple though!!!!!

Ahh, what I wanted to tell yall is that I got back my results from my CT scan and CA-125 marker. The CT came back unremarkable (their words) and still didn't show why my tummy is constantly hurting nor why my marker is steadily going up. Speaking of, my marker went up two points in like 5 days *le sigh* So, my doctor wants me to come back in a few weeks to re-check it, I guess... I'm just glad there was no bad news, just kinda disappointed that they still couldn't give me a reason my tummy hurts :/ So *shrug* we'll just see from here...

Thanks for rockin with the best me. What else would y'all like to see on this blog? I know I need to get a camera so's I can put up pictures, but what else? Sound out, sound off, be heard!

Peace, <3 T

Wish me luck!

Well, I go in for my CT scan tomorrow morning... my OncOBGYN is 'concerned' about me so he wants me to go in ASAPtually to get scanned. Ugh! I can't stand the taste of the contrast, although they have upgraded it from a couple of years ago. Still does not change the fact that it's disgusting and UNNATURAL! These things are not supposed to be in your body. I already told they ass I wasn't going, but they called my doctor (he's been with me from the beginning) and he convinced me to go.... snitching ass snitches! So, that's where I'll be tomorrow morning, then I'll be spending the rest of the day in the bathroom 'flushing out' all the junk they pump into me :/

I really shouldn't be complaining b/c I know there are some that have it way worse than I do. But I'm too young for this ish.

Wish me strength b/c I may pull a runaway bride on they ass!................... kidding. Maybe.

Peace, <3 T