Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Life...

Yanno, there is so much I want out of life but the part that sucks is...I have no idea what those things are. I think that's God's way of telling me to "shut up and listen" so that He can guide me according to His plan. I think I'm at a point in my life where if I DON'T start listening to Him I'm going to regret it. With that being said, I've really gotten serious about what His word says for me. It's hard and I knew that as soon as I stopped entertaining Satan and his temptations that he would try even harder to get my attention. I'm just so thankful for God and His mercy because although Donnie nem said "we fall down but we get up" I don't think he meant "we fall down 8 million times per day and although we as sinnners abuse the fact that God is going to pick us bak up again He continues to do it" (or then again maybe he did).

Another thing I'm GRA8FL for is my new friendship with the Mitchells. It kinda sucks that they live so far away, but I'm sure if it's in His plan for them to move closer that's exactly what will happen. There was a point in life where I didn't think we'd ever find true friends again (considering how we'd managed to screw up past relationships) and lo and behold here comes Kish and Ant. It's funny though because when she came up to me on the ship and asked if my name was "Tonya" (and I knew she meant Tasha but had forgot - I was being my usual assholish stuck up self) I'd never imagine in a million years that I'd be calling her "friend". I've learned to reserve that title for those who genuinely respect and deserve that title and she is just that. I love her to pieces (her and Smiley - her hubby). I see great things in the future for our friendship and God, for that, Thanks.

So I took a job without consulting God about it and I'm really happy He allowed the greater opportunity to shine through anyway. It's kinda tacky to leave a job after only being there a month, but what God has for me is for me, right? Right. The only part I'm struggling with is, how to give my notice. I've been sick all week and my prayer is that I'm better by morning. If not, it'll be easy to make my transition to the new gig. I'll just let them know that I've been sick and wont be returning. If I feel better tomorrow I will go in and let them know that my last day will be Friday. As cut throat as that sounds, I'm at the point where I'd rather not waste anyone's time anymore. That's just a battle I'll have to face for not listening (or seeking) God in the first place.

Speaking of God and seeking Him. I went back to Bible study last week. I went alone and it was really nice to worship without distraction. I never realized just how distracting taking your family to church can be. Now that's not to say that I wont be taking the kids and spouse to church with me, but I sure will be utilizing the nursery facilities more often. I may even have to ignore the man sitting beside me b/c quite frankly sometimes he takes my breath away. :)

We spent the day together today and it was really nice. (Well we kinda spent the day together...it was mostly me running back and forth to the bathroom and whining but it was nice nonetheless. I was so happy when he said he'd stay home and take care of me today. He's actually gone to get food (that I probably wont be able to eat) right now and it really made me smile when he offered to go get it. Yannno, sometimes he takes my breath away. :)

The kids have been gone for a week now and I can't say I miss them just yet. This break was WELL needed and although I'm ready to see them, I'm not rushing their arrival just yet. I really take my hat off to single mothers. If I were in a situation where I ended up a single parent, God help.

Well I think I hear the garage door opening...that means my hubby is back.

G'Night Folks,

Lady Doss

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Damn Deer - Part II

If you've been a follower of my blog for a while then you know how much I abhor deer. Well I'll be damned if I didn't go running yesterday night (lol) and got chased by one. Now I'm sure you're all like "Chased Lady Doss?" and dammit I'm like yeah "chased."


See we moved to the CUN-TREE so deer are a common occurrence around here. I was under the impression that they roam around at night, and I can be ok with that b/c at night guess where I am??? In the damn house. However, THIS deer decided he/she wanted to eat grass in broad daylight. So I'm coming around getting my run on, IPOD on full blast, breaking a small sweat when BAM there's a deer standing across the street looking at me (like I was the one out of place or some shit). I immediately froze, paused my IPOD (more like yanked the buds out of my ears and put it in my pocket - hell I didn't want to provoke the thing with rap music or anything like that)


Anyway, I didn't know what to do so I started to walk a lil bit, that lil fucker did too...I picked up the pace...and he did too...he would never cross the street to my side though. So I picked up my phone and called my friend like "ok..this deer is going to get me, what do I do?" She was very comforting and didn't laugh so I was ok. She was like "just keep walking and don't look at it" (Good advice since I'd never taken my eyes off that lil bastard the whole time). She was like "it can sense your fear so don't let it know you're afraid and you'll be ok." Apparently she was on to something b/c as soon as I walked away, it went back to nibbling on grass or whatever it was doing before I came along. I'll bet I wont be doing anymore running around here anymore though. Hell no.

Happy Saturday Folks,

Lady Doss

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Glass Half Empty...

I'm really beginning to dislike folks who never see the bright side of things. I mean ok YOU want to be all gloom and doom but quit tryin to spread that shit to everyone around you. Uggh.

For those of you who have been following my Facebook status you know how frustrated I have been lately with wanting to pursue a passion of mine. Everybody knows that I love to cook and want to one day own a restaurant that features my homestyle cooking recipes. Considering the economy sucks I've been entertaining making my "famous" macaroni and cheese on a per order basis. I mean $10 a pop for a pan of man n cheese isn't bad (considering it takes that much to actually make it the right way) and I'd also be able to get my "name" out there as a cook. There are a lot of people who are like "Oh Lady Doss go for it...I'd support" but I still don't have 100% suppport (not that I'm naiive enough to think I'm going to). It really sucks that some people don't see any benefit in anything. I mean don't you get tired of a cloud being over everything you do and everywhere you go? Goodness!

With that being said...I can't wait on someone to fulfill my dreams for me. I have to act on it while God still has me here. Yesterday we met our neighbor who is opening her own J R Crickets (at the corner of Campbellton Road and Camp Creek Parkway - near the CVS in South Atlanta) and I applaud her. I'm so proud of her as a young woman that I can't begin to express it. I'm going to support her as much as I possibly can, why? Because she deserves people in her corner no matter how "crazy" it may sound or how much you may not agree with her venture. As a mattafack I'm going to be the first one in line on opening day to get me a plate of wings...and I don't even LIKE J R Crickets' wings. I want to see her succeed and I pray that her success will ultimately lead to mine.

Now anyone want a pan of mac n cheese for $10? Hit me up!

Lady Doss


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A self professed “Grace Case,” Elle is a 29 year old accomplished writer. Having written and been featured in national magazines such as Essence, her unique writing style has been said to be “thought provoking” and “more emotional than most.” She believes in being an open book and through that prays that her life experiences help others avoid the mistakes she’s made and overcome. As such, her memoir “Loving Me In Spite of Me” is filled with life lessons and coping mechanisms. Her mantra “love me or hate me… I’m me unapologetically” has helped define her writing style.