This Month…

Mademoiselle got her first tooth, while this may be an exciting event for most, it isn’t for a nursing mother. She and I battle daily over biting issues. Mademoiselle just doesn’t bite, she locks down like a pit bull in a dog fight. She finds it rather funny when I say in a stern voice, “Don’t do that!” 

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Of course, teething makes Mademoiselle very irritable, resulting in me not being able to get anything done. It’s been pretty frustrating for me. I long for the time when the boys get home from school and the DH makes an appearance after working all day so I can take a tiny break.

I say a tiny break because even though Mademoiselle hasn’t been herself lately, she’s still a joy to be around. She loves to laugh. In fact, whenever I or the hubby laugh out loud she starts laughing too as if she understood the joke. It’s the funniest thing. Also, she loves to bounce up and down without music.

I feel so sorry for my youngest son, Monsieur G. because he works Mademoiselle’s nerve and she has no shame in letting him know that by screaming at him. Sometimes when I pick him up from school, as soon as he get into the car she screams, letting him know not to even think about talking to her.

dscn0127.JPGMademoiselle also took her first ride on a swing a few days ago. I was suppose to be walking around the entire 3 mile lake, but got side-tracked by all the strollers parked in one area. I got excited when I saw what I thought were other moms playing with their little ones since it meant I would get a chance to engage in some adult conversation; however, after I sat on the swing with Mademoiselle in my lap I quickly realized that those women were not the actual parents, but the babysitters who were either Ethopian or Latina. I say this to say that I still was unable to have a conversation with either of them because they were sitting amongst themselves speaking in their native tongues. I felt like a fish out of water.

As I sat and observed the caregivers and how they interacted with each child, I realized that even though being a SAHM can be challenging, there is no place I’d rather be than home with my own child.

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Rain Rain Please Go Away!

I can’t stand the rain. In fact, I just left a message for Samida, telling her I was so ready for the cold weather and rain to finally go away. The gloomy weather is so depressing, making it quite difficult for me to get out of bed in the morning. Once I finally drag myself out of bed, it’s hard to keep motivated to do much of anything.

To solve this problem, in 2005 I made a conscious decision not to let the rain get me down, and I was to accomplish this by looking as cute and stylish as possible. Determined to find fashionable rain gear, I searched high and low for an umbrella and rain boots that were very unique with an eye catching design and color. Lucky me, when Neiman Marcus drastically slashed the prices on a Paul Smith umbrella and his matching boots. Yippie! I hit the jackpot with these cuties.

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I feel so great when I’m wearing my boots and carrying the umbrella in the rain. The compliments I get from both men and women alone put a nice big smile on my face. What’s really funny is that men usually go crazy over my boots, often asking where they can purchase a pair for their significant other. 

While it may be hard for you to get your hands on this particular pair of boots and the umbrella, you may want to consider one of these lovely umbrellas by Pare*Umbrella.

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Beverly Hills Pimps & Hos

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Don’t be scared, read on…

Since when has it become fashionable to be a ho? I know guys brag about being pimps, but girls! Excuse me…grown women proudly proclaiming their ho-ishness.

When I was in high school, I didn’t want anyone to think or make the slightest hint that I was a slut, which is what they called hos back in the late 80’s. Yeah, boys said I was stuck up because I had a funky attitude, and I was more than happy to live with that title hanging over my head.  

Can you explain to me what makes a Beverly Hills pimp or ho different from those in say…Compton. If you’re a Beverly Hills ho, does that make you better than one from the south side of Chicago? Well someone out there seem to think so, which is why this clothing line is becoming popular.

Apparently, Beverly Hills Pimps & Hos is another way of defining the lifestyles of the rich and famous. As a result, the clothing line Beverly Hills Pimps and Hos is making a splash onto the fashion scene and is said to be the next big name in the industry. 

The company was founded by Chaz Bautzer in 2003. Originally the name was intended for a video documentary about the lifestyles of the rich and famous. The promotional hats and t-shirts were used to spread the word about the videos but became so popular that a brand was created. Chaz being a Beverly Hills native has always been in the scene for a long time and even managed to get his celebrity friends to co-design with him. The line is a favorite among Gwen Stefani, Carmen Electra, Jessica Alba, Snoop Dogg, Eminem and the list doesn’t stop there.Beverly Hills Pimps and Hos take rock and roll  and hip-hop with a dash of sexiness to a whole new level. 

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While I can’t see myself walking down the street pushing Madamoiselle in a stroller, wearing a t-shirt that reads “got ho’s?”, I must admit some of their pieces are pretty darn cute.  


The Hands of Time

I fool people all the time.

It seems no one is capable of discerning my true age by just looking at my face which is, for the most part, great! Looking younger than what I actually am only bothers me when people assume or ask my son if I gave birth to him at 12. Why would that bother me? Well, I guess it has a lot to do with what it implies, a young, single, promiscuous female with three kids by three different men. Or, perhaps it has to do with growing up in an era when being pregnant at 16 or younger wasn’t acceptable.

Let me give you a prime example of what I’m talking about. While in the ER waiting for my DH to pull the car around, I told the nurse on duty that I could not understand why I was having such a difficult pregnancy with Mademoiselle. She then asked if all my kids had the same father. Excuse me! “Well, I’m only asking because it does make a difference in determining the type of pregnancy a woman will have,” she said. Oh really! “No, honey, I’ve been married to the same man for 14 years. “Oh, you look so young.” Now, please explain to me why she assumed the worse case scenario. You should have seen the look on her face when DH appeared, helping me put on my coat before gently escorting me out of the room.

Or what about a few summers ago, I was walking down the street of a college town with my two sons and niece when a college counselor stopped me to ask if I was aware of  academic services and support provided by the University of California, Berkeley for single moms. “What!” “What made you think I was a single mom?” I sarcastically asked. “I’m so sorry, I thought you were 19,” she said with a bit of embarrassment.

While I might have fooled them with my face, if they had only taken a close look at my hands, they would have known the truth about my age. The reality is, our hands reveal a lot about age due to the natural aging process that leaves them looking wrinkled or as if they belong on someone else’s body.

Our hands can age up to 10 years older than our face and body; therefore, it is important to take the necessary steps now to maintain young-looking hands. 

  • You must wear gloves in the winter time and a sunscreen during the summer months, especially if you spend a lot of time in a car with your hands on the steering wheel.
  • Wearing protective gloves while doing housework is the best way to keep hands safe from being overexposed and undermoisturized.   

The same process of cleansing, exfoliating, and moisturizing you perform on your face should also be done on your hands. Exfoliation can be done twice a week, but moisturizing must be done on a daily basis. Sometimes I like to use a good hand cream immediately after washing my hands. 

I’ve used several hand creams in the past, but none moisturized my hands like the three I’ve discovered.

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The Body Shop’s Hemp Hand Protector is an excellent intense hand therapy for dry to extremely dry skin. This is the only cream my DH will use. Because the scent is so strong, I only use it indoors since I don’t want anything interfering with my favorite fragrance Sugar.

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Aveda’s Hand Relief is good to carry in my purse because it has a mild sent and the rich cream is also excellent for normal to dry hands. It also contains vitamin E which is believed to slow the aging process.  

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But, my all time favorite is Kiehl’s Intensive Treatment and Moisturizer. This is an awesomely ultra-rich hand cream great not only for extremely dry hands, but also for callused areas. The avocado oil and shea butter work well together to soothe my hands. Although this cream is VERY greasy and works well as an overnight treatment, I still use it during the day and carry it around to use while I’m out and about.


Delight the Senses: Room Spray

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I love being confronted with a fresh pleasant smell when I open my front door after running around town. It puts me in a good mood and relaxes me.

Several weeks ago, I ran into a store out of curiosity and was thrilled when I discovered Voluspa room sprays. Have you ever heard of eau de parfum for your house? Well, this is exactly what their room sprays are. 

At first I was drawn by the sleek sophisticated packaging, but once I got a whiff of the actual scent I was hooked.

Voluspa offers a variety of aesthically pleasing packaging to fit whatever your specific tastes and needs are. I really like the Basic Black Collection that features wonderful scents like Fleur de Cocoa and Italian Tangelo. I own two sprays from the Basic Creme Collection which is designed for those who prefer something with a lighter scent or neutral colored packaging. I can’t get enough of Saijo Persimmon and Paheri Mango Leaf. They leave such a tropical scent in my home; its like taking a mental vacation every time I spray them.  

Check out the website for other collections.

You can also search Voluspa’s website to find a retailer near you.   

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Driving Drama Mama

My DH swears I’m a driving drama mama. Well, to a certain extent he’s right.

Where should I start… 

Most people are unaware that I used to be pretty hot tempered in my early years. At 19, I chased a girl who betrayed our friendship by spreading vicious lies about me behind my back. The 5′ 11″ girl desperately ran down the street trying to get home as fast as she could to get away from me. Why would she be running from me, especially since I’m only 5′ 3″ and weighed only 98 pounds at the time?  It may have had something to do with the fact that I was chasing her in my mother’s car. 

To make a long story short, the girl made it safely home without a scratch thanks to her front porch. While I was behind the wheel, the only thing I could think of was how could someone who I considered my friend do something so hateful to me after all I’ve done for them. My emotions were driving my actions, and I wasn’t thinking about the possible consequences of what could have happened as a result of my driving rage.

I was an intense driver then. Whenever another driver did something crazy on the road I would get behind them and flash my high beams or follow them until it scared the living daylights out them.   

Even though I’ve mellowed out over the years, that anger tries to raise it’s ugly head ever now and then, causing me to get into arguments with other drivers and I’m usually the one who starts it by rolling down my window or getting out of the car to ask, “Why did you do that?” or “Why did you take my parking space after I’ve been waiting for ten minutes?” and “How dare you give me the finger?” I do this because I want them to know they were wrong.  

When I’m behind the wheel of a car it seems drama is always some where lurking around the corner. Okay, so you know where I’m going with this story.

Yesterday, I was feeling good because DH left a really cute Valentine’s card on the dashboard of the car for me. He’s such a sweet man! So, I was running late as usual and wanted to get Gavriel to school as soon as possible. While I was in the turn lane another parent in a mini-van decides to not go through the yellow light and slams on his breaks. I didn’t get upset, I simply got out of the lane, crossed over two other lanes to turn down another street in order to make the light before it changed. Now, what I did was illegal, but not unsafe.

As I was walking back to my car where Daniel and Mademoiselle were, the parent in the mini-van says to me, “That was a pretty gutsy move.” I just gave a little smirk and continued on to my car, but no, he just had to add, “As a matter of fact that was pretty dangerous!” He said this and some other things to me as if he was talking to a five year old child, but again, I ignored it and got in my car. As I was passing, he stopped another lady and told her the whole story and pointed to me.

This my dear friends I could not let go; therefore, I got out of the car and walked right up to him and said, “I don’t appreciate you talking to me like child.” “I’m close to forty years old,” which is something I say because I get tired of people assuming I’m a young unmarried mom who got pregnant at 12. “Well I’m sorry for using the wrong grammar.” What! “You should be more careful because this is a school and you would have gotten a ticket if a police officer was around.” Really! First of all, sir, it is none of your business what I do. It wasn’t bothering you nor were there any children around. I realize that it was illegal, but why do you care! I told him to watch his tone and “How dare you talk to me in a demeaning voice, especially in front of my kids.” “Well, let me say this a little nicer,” he said. “NO! You don’t need to restate it, I got your point,” I said and walked away. I know he went right to the office to report what happened.

My DH has given me little talks in the past, and I’ve been trying so hard to change my ways, but this idiot really got under my skin.

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Give Me Some Sugar!

Phew! Been a little busy, but I’m back now. 

Happy Valentines Day!

fresh.jpgThe sweet smell of Sugarseems to delight the senses and soothe the souls of every individual I pass by. “Excuse me, what is that you’re wearing?” women usually ask. “Wow, you smell good!” men stop to say. “Mmmm,” is what I say to myself as I’m spraying on Sugar by Fresh in the early morning hours.   

It was the soft scent of citrus that first caught my attention, but the lingering smells of caramel and vanilla sealed the deal, and Sugar became my favorite. I feel so feminine and sexy when I wear Sugar. The other thing I like about this fragrance is it’s impossible to over do it no matter how much you spray on or layer on top of lotion. Don’t ask me why because I can’t remember the explanation the salesperson gave. So, I use the lotion and Sugar scented deodorant. Yummy!

The Sugar line includes an array of products, such as Sugar scented shea butter, soap, candles, Sugar Lemon, and Halle Berry’s favorite, Brown Sugar Body Polish. I’m not into florals, but my cousin, Lorena, loves Sugar Blossom. Fresh just recently added a new member to the Sugar family, Sugar Lychee. I just got my sample pack in the mail yesterday. Unfortunately, the newbie doesn’t move me the way Sugar does. 

When I called the Hollywood store on Sunset to order my Sake bath, she informed me that they were discontinuing another favorite of mine, Tobacco Caramel. What! Fresh, how could you! Why! Just forget it, the reason really doesn’t matter because your explanation simply can’t justify the why. I know it sounds like a weird combo, but the exotic scent smells so good. I’m really going to miss it. I’m more upset over this one then I was when they decided to get rid of my Honey face scrub.

Well okay Fresh, you and I can still be friends as long as you continue to give me some Sugar.