Monday, March 28, 2011

My Amazing Discovery

I normally try to eat breakfast so that I won't have a ravenous appetite by lunch time and eat up all of my food, my co-workers' food, and anyone else's food who's in my path. Despite my reluctance to admit it, I also eat breakfast because I sometimes can hear my mom's annoyingly harsh loice saying, "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. You won't be able to think if you don't eat, Sheenika." I'm at least 25 years old by now, so I tend to THINK that I know how important I THINK breakfast is everyday. See? No problem thinking, and it's after 12pm!

I was speeding through town and decided to turn into McDonald's for breakfast because I figured the line wouldn't be wrapped around the building. [I have yet to understand why Americans are so lazy and would rather allow gas to pour out of our vehicles while idling for 15 minutes all for the sake of a biscuit slathered in bacon grease]. No one was waiting, so I pulled up to the speaker and put my hand to my mouth to muffle my laughter as I always do when the auto-attendant comes on. It's generally a good idea to have a voice that is "transparent "and not obviously "Southern," but I guess there were no "transparent sounding" employees at work the day the announcements were recorded. At the insistence of the "Southern" sounding auto-attendant, I ordered the Fruit and Maple oatmeal, and boy, what a great little find! There was actually tangible fruit contained and the oatmeal was even yummy. To top it off, I can keep my figure (or what's left of it) after eating it because the calorie count is relatively low for a McDonald's treat. Now, I'm not saying that you'll be stuffed after eating only one bowl of it, but it's a least worth a taste.

I think of a Sex and the City episode when Miranda calls the Chinese restaurant and they already know what she wants to order. I will probably become the Miranda of McDonald's with this oatmeal!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

What I'm Reading

I recently joined a book club, and I must say that I look forward to our monthly meetings to listen to and participate in the insightful discussions that we have regarding the book of choice. This month, the selected book was Multiple Blessings by Kate Gosselin and others. Initially, I wasn't sure how I felt about this book because I'd always had this perception of Kate as being an emasculating, over-bearing, psychotic, neat-freak with adorable children. My heart strings would be plucked for Jon's sake because he seemingly complied with her perpetual list of rants and demands with the most nonchalant attitude. He was overly passive-aggressive, and I can honestly see why they ended in divorce.

With that being the case, the book solidified my assumptions that were gathered from watching the Gosselin's reality show, and Kate's likability factor is no better on my scale than before. Oh, and the use of analogies, and all of the imagery producing English terms available were in overdrive in this book often making me want to hurl it against my bathroom vanity. I can't wait to see what the other ladies have to say about this delightfully-written smorgasbord of pretty daisy dancing emotions filled with gleefully flying butterflies under the simmering sunset of this miraculously humid day while the crispy yellow bumble bees are intermixing with the dust-like pollen that is covering my cement-laden driveway... Well, you get the picture.

The verdict is still out on Getting to Happy since I've only cracked the first chapter or so of this book, but from the few pages that I've read, it's filled with Terry McMillan's "in-your-face-I-don't-give-a-damn-what-you-think" language. It's the sequel to Waiting to Exhale and a true testament that books brought to the big screen are often done so cinematically and don't have many of the original elements of the book. I keep thinking about the part where Savannah, who was Whitney Houston's character, thought she wasn't beautiful. Um, how can you cast Houston in a part where a woman isn't beautiful? Maybe they should have opted for Kimberly Elise or Viola Davis. They are relatively attractive but not necessarily the most beautiful women although their talent is radiant. Hopefully, this book will not disappoint. Maybe I should recommend it for the next book club meeting because I'm sure there are going to be some worthy moral discussions contained within.

For those of you who are on Twitter, you can follow Terry and all of feisty splendor at @MsTerryMcMillan

I was having a conversation with a friend who suggested that this book would be a good read, and it wasn't really surprising to me that I hadn't read The Mis-Education of the Negro by Carter G. Woodson. My friend also mentioned that it would be an "easy" read which would have been a bit insulting coming from someone else, but he knows that his subtle jabs go in one ear and out the other!

I think that in our busy and often chaotic lives, we forget that reading is not only for entertainment, but it is also for personal enrichment. Thus far, I've read the forward to this book, and I find myself thinking that I am the stereotype that is being perpetuated when it comes to being "taught" about my heritage and where I come from at institutions of learning. We learn about MLK, the Black abolitionists, the Black poets and musicians, and that's pretty much it. Unfortunate as it is, if African-Americans don't take the initiative to learn about where we come from, history is not going to be delivered to us during our educational years. Knowledge is truly a sense of self-empowerment.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Cowboy Baby Shower Dessert Table

I had the opportunity to host a baby shower this past Saturday which is something I've never done before. This was probably the first and last time that I'll ever do it because quite frankly, I'd rather work with a bride-zilla than an emotional, pregnant woman! She knows that I love her to pieces, but geesh. cut me a little slack! I think the most fun part of putting it together was doing what I call the "dessert" table. I think that I'd eaten so much prior to it beginning that I wasn't hungry during the shower, and there were mountains of food! The food was absolutely delicious, so thanks to my mother and one of her good friends for making that happen! Here are a few of the pictures from the Cowboy themed shower.

I had to improvise with the balloons because the cowboy boot printed balloons burst each time we tried to fill them with helium!

Burlap, raffia, and twine were my "best friends!"

I made the little "baby" sign from styrofoam letters that I purchased from Hobby Lobby. I painted them with blue acrylic paint and tied them up with blue bandanas to go along with the theme.

I found the cute little cowboy boots on Oriental Trading and filled them up with Jell-O. I used twine on the candy jars to add a more rustic look to the table. I didn't quite finish decorating the cupcake tower because I ran out of time, so I have plenty of bandana themed ribbon that's waiting to be used for something else! BTW, those are brownies instead of cupcakes, and they were yummy!

The haystack took up much of the gifts table, so we had to relocate the other gifts to another table.

My mom loaned me her beloved cowboy boots to use as props at the shower. I had to listen to a lecture on boots that I purchased for her anyway! I couldn't quite get them to stand up straight, but they managed to not fall off.