Sleepless in the South

I'm listening to Emeli Sande’ song , Read all about it", and my heart is so heavy right now.

My best friend found out her husband has been cheating on her. And one of the 10 year olds my sister coached died in a car wreck. Attraction (dance group) performed a shadow dance that portrayed love and loss. One of my FB friends buried his cousin today.

None of these events didn't happen to me and I actually had a good day. But people these events might as well have happened to me, because I'm crying all the same.

I feel helpless because there is nothing I can do to fix this. Loss is inevitable and I can't cope. All I can do is pray:

Dear Lord,
I know that their bodies are gone but their spirits are with you, Lord,Please heal the hearts of those effected and affected by these losses. May they find all the comfort and support they need to get through these ordeals. Amen.

Let the healing begin.

Internet Thugs

On Facebook, today, a gentleman posted a picture and he was using urban vernacular (slang) and a lady responded with the following response:

"I hate the way southern people talk and right. It's girl instead of gurl. Nothing instead of ain't and what do you all think instead of what y'all think. DAM!!!!

Being from the South, born and raise, I was offended. So I responded:

"From a Southern POV (point of view) It is write instead of right and damn instead of dam. People should spell check before they correct someone."

The woman called me a jackass and became quite belligerent. I was amused. I didn't contribute to what could've been an ongoing Facebook feud. I simply wrote, "Usually when people resort to name calling, it shows signs of low intelligence. I refuse to have a war of words with an unarmed opponent. Have a nice day. : -)".

I find it amazing that people resort to lyrical violence for unnecessary reasons. She openly generalized a group of people and when someone corrected her she snapped. I've never been one to hide behind my words and I feel for someone to try and censor another individual is appalling and deplorable.

We all stereotype and generalize. But if someone calls us on these actions, we should face the consequences. People are so quick to get defensive and violent and it is not necessary. Listen before you act.

So to all you internet thugs... Calm Down! It is really unnecessary and it makes you look stupid and immature.
 

Still full...

Yesterday, I was so overcome with emotion because I recognized God's mercy. I'm not the most religious but I do profess my love and belief in Him (especially when moved by the spirit).

The past two weeks, since the burglarly, I haven't had fitful sleep or been comfortable in my apartment. I'm always scared that something bad will happen to me or my dog. My heart skips a beat because I'm scared the burglar (or even another thief) will  return.

When I talk to my mom, boyfriend,and sister, I say I'm okay but they don't know about the terror I feel or rather felt.

Yesterday while running, I finally gave this situation to God. I prayed to Him and I know all will be well. When I came home from running, I had the best sleep ever. It was not long but I feel like the weight of the world has been lifted from my shoulders. And for the safe return of my piece/peace of mind, I just want to say thank you Father.

There's not much else to say but Good Night

Punished @ 310 pm

Yesterday I did not finish my To-Do List; therefore I am punished: -(
I cannot watch TV or rest until my 17 tasks or done... Wish me luck.

It is now 835 pm and you can officially stick a fork in me... I'm done. I finished my list and now I am about to devour this salad. I'm proud of myself for my productivity today. I even did a six mile run ( my new best time of 1 hour and 36 minutes) not bad for a fat girl, right? Any who, before I eat I just want to say thank you God.

Thank you God for waking me up this morning. Thank you for my job and my health. Thank you for my friends, my mom, my dad, my sister, and my brother, my dog, my extended family and of course my boyfriend. Thank you for all the people who affect my life. I'm just humbled right now. Amen

Productivity (and the lack thereof)

Today is my off day and my goal was to clean my apartment and run some errands. I even wrote a To-Do List with 24 tasks on it. So far, I've only accomplished 6 tasks.

In my mind, I know I should be being productive; however, daytime court TV  is addictive. It started with divorce court, people's court, and now judge Mathis.

I can't break the trance. I watched so much court tv,  I feel like I passes the bar exam.

The burglary, the Wii, and Epic Mickey

I've been living in my apartment for 6 years now. I'm pretty quiet and I don't really mingle with my neighbors (only waves, smiles, and occasional chit chat). So I was quite dismayed when I came home from work and my gate and front door were unlocked and my home was ransacked. I was even more upset when I saw dust imprints where a Wii and Wii games once belonged. My dog was scared in the apartment and she made a whole bunch of number 1s and 2s all over. So it smelled awful and everything was everywhere.

I went through the proper channels. I called my landlord and the police but I still felt empty (not really for the loss of material possession but more so for my piece/peace of mind that was stolen).

I'm still trying to get that feeling of safety back. I did get another games system and I am really enjoying Epic Mickey. It's a really cute game and it's more interactive than I could have ever imagined. And also I can watch Netflix again. Frasier, here I come.

So the burglar may have taken my game system but still smiling on my end.

About Me

Name: Rhonda Bowman but my friends call me Sunshine

Age: 28 years young

No kids (but 1 high spirited beagle)

One twin sister and older brother

I love my dog, my boyfriend, my family, my friends, the color yellow, Netflix, The Wii, R&B music, running (I'm not a great runner, yet), 80s movies, chick flicks, cartoons, etc.

For anyone who reads this... My blog is a place for me to have a piece/peace of mind and occasionally blow some steam.

The subjects will vary and from time to time so will the language ($%&*# < see, I know some French)

So welcome all and enjoy your stay at adayinthelifeofrhondab