They say true love aint easy but in all retrospect, something that is true and meant to be is not supposed to be a complicated transaction, am I correct? Hmmmm...A size 8 is my TRUE shoe size so tryin on a 5, 6 or 7 would NOT be a free flowing deal. Why? Cuz my feet aren't MEANT to fit! DUH! This saying gets a lot of us in trouble. It makes us partake in those "I'll stick around until it changes" festivities. True, love will have it's ups and downs but how does one appreciate the sun if they've never experienced the rain? And that's all it should be...RAIN, not THUNDERSTORMS, HURRICANES & TORNADOES. Ever noticed that the rain rejuevenates, replenishes & revitalizes oh and provides free car washes? The latter tears shit up and runs amuck. Who wants that in life? Wayment, I digress, some people actually choose to weather these damn storms so if you do then clearly I'm not speaking to you. You're one of those low self esteem individuals and I don't deal with your kind.
Now when I say a smooth transaction, I mean one doesn't have to resort to foolish game playing, super sleuthing, changing yourself or someone else. Consider how hard it is to change yourself cuz only then will you see the difficulty in changing others. If you have to change someone else, that's not an easy transaction. The fact that you wish to change someone is difficult for me to stomach anyway. Who wants a person to walk like them, talk like them, believe like them and act like them? If that aint some boring shit than I don't know what is. I don't know if I can handle someone that is JUST like me. I mean, I'm a handful honey. Two of me in the world would NOT be the business for all parties involved!
If every time you look around, you and your boo or friend or fam member is up for therapy then how easy is this transaction? If y'all quit talking to each other at least once a week, what kind of relationship is this? They are calling, you send them to voicemail....you're in the same house but CHOOSE to be in different rooms.....he wants fish and you want chicken so since no one wants to compromise, no one eats and both your asses are hungry.....she lies, you stick around and not trust her...everything is rocky but you insist that things getting better. Then again, sometimes we make shit wrinkle when it's smooth on it's own. Hmmmm I've never seen a building stand steadfast on a coarse, rough or uneven foundation but I have seen a size 10 squeeze into a size 8 shoe and it looks a mess. I'm sure it feels a mess too! However it starts, that's exactly how it'll end.
//signed//
The Cat's Meow
Friday, December 16, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
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
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
Sunday, October 30, 2011
What a Shitty Relationship
For relationships to be great, the participants should come together like ass cheeks; well rounded, better looking when naked (real), soft and comforting & is there to give the feet a rest. But the only obstacle between the two is that damn crack! Or is it really an obstacle? They say that anything worth having is worth fighting for so I consider that obstacle, the fight, so to speak. That crack is getting to know, love & respect each other. The crack only becomes an obstacle when we fail to see the 'shit' that's right in front of us or when we ignore 'shit'flag in front of our face. Yes, it's human nature for one to feel they can fix things or 'clean the shit up'. That way, we can feel like we are the hero. But a hero to whom....the person we are saving or ourselves? So, I think it's safe to say that the crack helps us filter the shit storms in our lives. Without weathering these storms, we could never value the sanctity and serenity of the calm.
//signed//
The non-Shitty Cat's Meow
//signed//
The non-Shitty Cat's Meow
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Fable of the Porcupine
From Mama Henny:
It was the coldest winter ever. Many animals died because of the cold. The porcupines, realizing the situation, decided to group together to keep warm. This way they covered and protected themselves; but the quills of each one wounded their closest companions. After awhile, they decided to distance themselves one from the other and they began to die, alone and frozen. So they had to make a choice: either accept the quills of their companions or disappear from the Earth. Wisely, they decided to go back to being together. They learned to live with the little wounds caused by the close relationship with their companions in order to receive the warmth that came from the others. This way they were able to survive.
Moral of the story:
The best relationship is not the one that brings together perfect people, but when each individual learns to live with the imperfections of others and can admire the other person's good qualities.
The True Moral: Guess you gotta learn to live with the pricks in ya life.
//signed//
The Prickly Cat's Meow
It was the coldest winter ever. Many animals died because of the cold. The porcupines, realizing the situation, decided to group together to keep warm. This way they covered and protected themselves; but the quills of each one wounded their closest companions. After awhile, they decided to distance themselves one from the other and they began to die, alone and frozen. So they had to make a choice: either accept the quills of their companions or disappear from the Earth. Wisely, they decided to go back to being together. They learned to live with the little wounds caused by the close relationship with their companions in order to receive the warmth that came from the others. This way they were able to survive.
Moral of the story:
The best relationship is not the one that brings together perfect people, but when each individual learns to live with the imperfections of others and can admire the other person's good qualities.
The True Moral: Guess you gotta learn to live with the pricks in ya life.
//signed//
The Prickly Cat's Meow
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
The Runaway....
For T....
What’s my name? My name doesn’t matter cos’ most of the time people don’t remember it anyway and the other half of the time I change it. So let’s just pass on the name thing ok? ....
I guess what you call me is a runaway. That doesn’t get it either cos’ most of the time we’re running to someplace as much as running away from it; Running to somebody who’ll understand and listen without judging us when we fuck up. We’re supposed to be allowed to fuck up right? At least that’s what I thought. It’s how you learn. You’re working so hard to be daddy’s little princess and mama’s pride and joy that sometimes you just wanna scream and be left alone. And then you scream and nobody hears ya and ya just wanna find a place where it’s ok to be you. You can be scared or confused or angry or just…quiet. Where you can just be you and it’ll be alright cos’ its you that you want them to love..the you part of you. That’s why my name doesn’t’ matter because until you love me, neither do I.....
What’s my name? My name doesn’t matter cos’ most of the time people don’t remember it anyway and the other half of the time I change it. So let’s just pass on the name thing ok? ....I guess what you call me is a runaway. That doesn’t get it either cos’ most of the time we’re running to someplace as much as running away from it; Running to somebody who’ll understand and listen without judging us when we fuck up. We’re supposed to be allowed to fuck up right? At least that’s what I thought. It’s how you learn. You’re working so hard to be daddy’s little princess and mama’s pride and joy that sometimes you just wanna scream and be left alone. And then you scream and nobody hears ya and ya just wanna find a place where it’s ok to be you. You can be scared or confused or angry or just…quiet. Where you can just be you and it’ll be alright cos’ its you that you want them to love..the you part of you. That’s why my name doesn’t’ matter because until you love me, neither do I.....
//signed//
The Cat's Purr
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