My sunrise in the urban jungle.  Considering that right now, I wish I had a patio [screened-in of course] to sit outside in and sip my coffee, eat my toasted bagel with butter and watch the sky light up signifying the start of a new day.  Does that even make sense, it does to me.

New things, new paths and all that good crap you don't stepping your foot in because you know taking the steps need for change is a big thing and a great thing too.  So let me explain this crap I just stated.  LOL, Shall we...

On 8/1/16, I started at a new location and home which I have nicknamed the Ancient Burial Grounds on the account the building was built and established in the 1800's which means they possibly have Typhoid Mary's records of her spreading Typhoid Fever, LOL.  The fact that in error, I was informed the my sight tested positive for Asbestos coming out of the air vents in this particular room says enough.  Neither her nor there, but wait, does the fact that the old seating caused the back of my thighs to itch so badly I wanted to draw blood day anything at all?  All this because I decided to look like a lady and wear a skirt. Not once but twice.  Now that I know how to sew the basics and a little more, maybe it is time to sew some chair covers.

Next big thing is that not only was I contemplating to return to back to Flagship Headquarters so that I maybe assigned some other place, emailed my union rep with some valuable information that would justify my feelings as to why I'd go back home; on Friday 9/23/16, I decided to restore my list number to the Conductor exam which I took in February of 2011.  Yes, I did. infact, I scored a 96 on the exam and although to start it would be a cut in salary, the benefits would be tremendous. I remembered something my former boyfriend told me:  You will hate the job but love the income. I will take approximately 3 yrs to return back to my current salary amongst everything else I see.  regardless, the advancements in the is agency are great indeed.

So there you go... My life so far.  See you later Lovelies.

Unboxing of my Bonita VoxBox

Disclaimer:  These products are complimentary for review/testing purposes.

Here is my Bonita VoxBox form Influenster:

Look at the goodies I received for testing:

Dickinson's Enhanced Witch Hazel - Hydrating

Madam C.J. Walker Beauty Culture:
-Wonderful Pre-Wash Protein Treatment
-Wonderful Deep Conditioning Masque

Fiber One Brownies in Chocolate Fudge Brownie

Sinful Colors Limited Time Porcelain Matte nail color in 1716 We're all Matte Here

Revlon lip samples:
-Ultra HD Matte lipcolor in HD Obession
-Super Lustrous lipstick in Blushing Mauve

I can't wait to test & review all while having fun in the process.

Wasteful Purchases

Hi everyone!

It has been a while since I have blogged about anything BUT right now what comes to mind is wastefulness.  Yes, i said it right, Wastefulness!  The art of wasting money trying to save a buck but end up spending more in the long run,  LOL, I have to laugh it off because I knew better.  I was raised by a step-mother who valued quality as opposed to quantity.  So to further explain this, it is better to save your money so that what you want which is of quality can purchased instead of deviating to save a buck..
Now don't get me wrong, sometimes you can find something of comparable quality in another brand for half of the price BUT in my instance, I should've waited.  Now I shall be spending more money.  My head hangs low in shame.  Take for instance my laptop, it is great indeed, but I need a Mac-pro laptop with i Movie installed so that I may step-up my A game so-to-speak; now I wind up spending more, much more.  Oh yes, my hand camcorder, I should have saved up for my Panasonic handy-cam as I wanted BUT nooo.  I had to waste my money on a camera that I have no clue how to use.  SMH, or I should have just purchased another Sony handy cam which honestly works great and I am able to use too,
Now, I must regain my composure and discipline myself for what I want.  I am at a point in my life where I have no time to waste, especially with what I want and what I am trying to attain.

Keep me in your happy thoughts please.

I am scared of the real me.

Yes, I said it.  I am scared of the real me.  It's like the misfits of the universe not accepting who they really are.  Like the smarties pretending to dumb,

the Goths pretending to be in the light.  

Well I am the not suppose to be 316 lbs.  I actually like being 280 but then again I'm 19.  FDA or the Doctor's state that I am suppose to weigh anywhere between 135 - 155.  REALLY?

Okay how about this, I want to be even more healthier than ever.  I didn't say I wanted to be thin, BUT I want to be a better me that others can really relate too.  See, once you suffer a major injury things change.  Your body, the foundation of who you are changes.  The inner spirit is changed and it is such a challenge to accept that.  Well for me it has been a greater challenge than normal since gaining this freaking extra 11 lbs.  [I lower my head in shame]

But fear not my lovelies, I am undertaking my personal change. Yes, thank you to Instagram and all the lovelies on there who eat super healthy and share recipes/tips/tricks for all of us.  I want to show & share a true transformation of me.  So yes, my MooTime will continue along the with all other videos on my very eclectic channel content.  

My reality of Motherhood

Hello my Lovelies! 

It is a beautiful Saturday morning here in the beautiful urban jungle of the hood and the one thing I continuously think about is my daughter needs a big lesson taught to her.  One lesson which there will be no coming back from because she has absolutely no clue what it means to be a responsible hard working citizen on this planet [meaning you pay your own rent and take care of yourself in every aspect] I'm just saying.  Kids like here, regardless that she is 22 [she will remain a kid until she can come up with 500 bucks for the household contribution], who have their mom will never understand people like me.  Someone who didn't have their birth mom or birth family only her birth brother who she really couldn't stand because the mom raising us wasn't even family.... Just a stranger in all aspects. 


See this is why she needs to be taught a lesson on independence and responsibilities. What it means not to have help and to manage your finances down to a T.  

So with that being said, I believe it is time to stop f*cking around, minimize my baggage, avoid storage units unless ultimately truly necessary and become a mom from a distance.  

It is time to live for me and take care of me for a change.