Tuesday, November 29, 2011

To Whom Much Is Given...

A friend , Glendon Cameron, recently reminded me that: Most women don't really require that much from a man and thus they don't get it. So men often go for the lowest hanging fruit ( easy ass) and be done with it.

No truer words have been spoken. Well, there has been but not in this hour. Let that marinate for a second. Do you really expect what you require? Do you get it? When you don't what do you do? It's like an entry I wrote a couple of weeks back about the dude who asked me out on a date via text. The first time I let his ass know, the 2nd time I moved along. Some men aren't that lucky to get a second chance. My point here is that people only do to you what you allow. If you allow them to give you less than what you require than guess what? That's exactly what you will get! If you require a 2 inch rib eye and he can "only supply" you with less than 2 inch and you accept it along with excuses than guess what? You will be one hungry bish! If you require him to call you after every 2nd text message but he does the opposite and you accept it then you are a glutton for punishment.

Values are NOT to be compromised yet we do it time after time after time. Why? Is it because we think this is the best we can do or all we deserve? I think that's called settling? No? Than what do you call it? Settling and compromising just leads to a discounted you! Who the hell wants a discounted Boo? Not me! Besides, I don't come with a discount and I for damn sure don't come on sale so you know the 'Me on Clearance' is out of the picture.You are a classic and baby, classic are always full price. If that price is love, affection, attentiveness, compassion, communication, loyalty, honesty, no kids or baby mama drama, employment AND a 2 inch steak then so be it. Someone is willing to pay more than market value if you're worth it. Are you worth it? More so, are you ready? Don't be asking for shit you aren't ready to accept. Ooops that's another post.

I have learned and have applied this science. Requiring what I expect helps me to filter out the bs and allows me to sniff that shit out from a mile away.

     True story: A man I'll call 'Tuan Braxton' had to learn his lesson. No, I will not come to ur house for a 'date' every time u feel like u've 'worked all day & can't go out and I will NOT text u back. U wanna talk to me, call me. U wanna see me, make a date beyond ur livingroom doors and get to know me. I need to HEAR u say my name and not call me "babe" so I can KNOW u know it. If he doesn't take the time out to remember the simple things you told him then most likely he's in it for the drawls. I asked his ass what my name was at the spur of the moment and he got his Fruit O' the Loom in a bunch. Don't know my name playa but ya wanna hit it? Ummm no! When I told that mofo everything from his full name, with middle, to his birthday to the lic plate number on his car he didn't know what to do. I told him, "See I listened to everything u told me cuz I was interested in more than just a piece of ass. We are blatantly not on the same level." He tried to say that he was and he really wanted to get to know me and yada yada and blah blah & the rest of the bs they feed you. I repeated the question..."What's my name?" He got mad. "You tryna get to know a lady BEFORE u know her name huh?" *drops mic and drives off* Funny, I aint heard from him since.

Your happiness is not to be compromised. A mantra for you: I just wanna be happy!! Anyone that doesn't contribute to the cause is expendable. ~Joscelyn C. Rachal.

The antique parable goes "To whom much is given, much is required". If I'm given you my valuable time and I'm presenting you with ME than my REQUIREMENTS must be met. Anything less would be a discount and this diva does NOT do discounts on self! Plant your feet, square your shoulders and be firm in what you require. Those who value classics will meet your price and those not about shit will try to get you on sale. Don't let me find you on the clearance rack!

//signed//
The Full Priced Cat's Meow

Thursday, November 10, 2011

The Lady & The Soup


Ok so this lil elderly lady passed yrs ago. My father was officiating the funeral. Loads of people were bringing up flowers, some were passing out at her feet, some were stunned but most brought shit load of flowers. Dad started delivering the eulogy. In the middle of speaking he sees a lil old lady coming up the center isle with a huge pot. She sashayed her way to the pulpit. My pops stopped his speech & asked Miss Thang if she needed help. She said, "Nope. Just dropping this off." He asked what it was. "Soup," she said. Everybody quizzically stared. She said, "What? If she can smell your flowers then she surely can eat my soup."
MORAL: One can only appreciate words & flowers b4 death. Express gratitude then & not after.
//signed//
The Moralistic Cat's Meow