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Isn’t she lovely? Isn’t she wonderful ….

29 Jun

Didn’t think I meant it when I said I’d be right back, huh? Well HA! 🙂

OK!!! I would like to thank the Awesomeness that is YYChristian over at The Key’s to attraction blog for nominating me for the “One Lovely Blog” Award! I don’t think I can gush enough about his blog, But I’m gonna attempt it!!

Fella’s! PLEASE for the love of all that is good in the eyes of single women– PLEASE check out his blog! And ladies please show him some love to… He’s trying to help school the men folk, on just about everything on the do’s and don’ts of … well everything! And he does a damn good job at it. *Whispers, “He must double check with the ladies on some things ’cause he’s a little too spot on with some of the advice.”* 😉

Moving right along!

As with Every Award you know what times it is!

So here are the rules!

* Thank the person/people who nominated you and link back to them in your post.

* Share seven possibly unknown things about yourself.

* Nominate fifteen or so bloggers you admire.

* Contact the chosen bloggers to let them know and link back to them

Part 1-

7 things about Lolo (I may have already said some of these things before, but *shrugs* that must mean I really want you to know them).

1. I’m the youngest of three … (and the super annoying younger sister).

2. I’ve lived in Florida, Massachusetts, New York, and Haiti

3. I’m in my 20’s <— (That’s all you’re gonna get) lol

4. I’m afraid of the dark! (Things go bump in the night after all)

5. I hate, hate, HATE squirrels. (This I know I’ve said before, but it deserves mention twice. I just don’t understand why the little bastards exist).

6. I’ve seen more cooter than all the men I know combined! (I used to bar tend/waitress at a strip club).

7. The only sport I watch is Soccer.

Bonus: Since I jipped ya with bringing the squirrels up again

8. I played the clarinet for 4 years, but my brother made me quit when I got into high school!

Part 2-

Nominations

This might seem like a total cop-out … but in all fairness– this go round, I can’t pick! Really I follow so many blogs, and they all have so many things to offer that I won’t be able to decide. (Especially since I’ve been MIA for almost 2 weeks and a lot can change during that time you know).

Instead, I would just like to turn this back over to you guys! Thank you SO much for always providing me with laughs and smiles! From writing advice, to dating advice, to all around randomness … There really are some awesome bloggers on WordPress!!!!! Please check them out, and when you find a hidden gem of a blog that needs some recognition … pass along these awards to let them know how awesome they are and how much you appreciate them! 🙂

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

You can follow me on Twitter: @lolosofocused

I Can’t Sleep… So I-Blog!

5 Apr

Soooo…. it’s about 3ish in the morning in my neck of the woods and in case you missed it from the title- I can’t sleep. Grrr!!

Not just your average, tossing and turning but can’t get comfortable, type of sleep. No this is turning into full on insomnia at this point. I close my eyes, then a few minutes later when I realize I’m STILL awake- I do the open one eye and stare at the ceiling or look around to see if anyone else notices that I’m up. Never mind the fact that I sleep alone because clearly along with onset insomnia I’m exhibiting signs of insanity… Anyway…

I tried everything that I can think of. Drank tea (had to use the bathroom immediately afterward- fail), Warm milk (Yuck, Super fail), Count sheep (OK that’s a lie, I never do that), turn on the TV (nothing to watch but infomercials which despite my semi-hatred for them, I will discuss this at a later time, is enough to keep me awake and interested thus counteracting my attempting to sleep efforts), so then after thinking ‘well since I’m awake I might as well be doing something productive’ I pulled out a story determined to add to it  (Can I get a HAHAHAHA on that one?- AS IF I can think of a coherent thought right now). Add ridiculousness to the list of side effects of insomnia.

So, after angrily flinging my notebook to the ground, ’cause it’s clearly to blame for my not being able to think up anything but crap at the moment, I’m laying in bed, with my laptop nearby taunting me, and I find myself scolding it as if it were a little child. “No laptop,” I said. True story. “I am NOT going online.”  (I will neither confirm, nor deny that I dramatically turned on my side and covered my head with a blanket to drive my point of refusal home).

Then as I proceeded to turn it on minutes later, I said “OK maybe I’ll play some solitaire or something. But I’m NOT going online.” Then as my fingers proved to have a mind of their own I found myself clicking the little internet icon and I said. “OK FINE! I’ll go online but I will NOT go on WordPress! No sirry! I can resist.” Then before I knew it the site was in front of me and I was browsing through the random thoughts of my fellow bloggers. Sigh… 

That’s when something occurred to me… Something that I didn’t even realize has become a problem until this very moment.

My name is LoLo and I’m addicted to blogs… Yes my friends, it appears that I have become a blogaholic… 

On the upside!— My eyes are finally droopy— I guess I just needed a WordPress fix!  

**First step is admitting you have a problem right? Go ahead… Feel free to admit it to yourselves as well- Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone 😉

“Happy Hunger Games… My Ass” I cried like a Baby

3 Apr

        

So I caved and watched The Hunger Games (HG) last night. I say caved because I tend to fall into the category of those people who, when a film adaptation of a novel comes out, feels that I have to read the story first so that I understand any and everything going on AND can annoyingly explain it to the person sitting next to me. (99% of the time it’s My Sister).

However, the previews and hype surrounding the movie drew me in and let me tell you- I stand by my original rule and am going back to reading the stories beforehand.

{Before you read on let me explain that I have no intention of comparing The Hunger Games and Twilight. Ever. For starters. 1.) I don’t consider myself a movie critic in any way and really just wanted to share what I thought of this film and 2.) Let this serve as a reminder that I haven’t read any of the books so it wouldn’t be fair because I am an embarrassingly avid Twilight fan. (see: Have the books, have the movies and even reads AND writes Twilight FanFiction)}

Moving on.

First let me say that, to me, the movie as a movie itself was beyond amazing.

The cinematography and special effects had me at the edge of my seat and several times I leaned over (to my sister) and would whisper “Wow” or “That was crazy” when something interesting happened.

I also think that actress Jennifer Lawrence, who portrays the heroine of the novel/film Katniss Everdeen, has talent that cannot be doubted or badly reviewed, as well as the many other actors in the cast. Job well done!

Unfortunately, having not read the book, there were times that I felt the movie lagged, some things that seemed minor, but I know better, were left unexplained (the symbolism of the mockingjay pin, Katniss and Rue’s 4 note melody, and the three finger salute to name a few) and events that occurred that I was left totally unprepared for. – Like when Rue, the young girl tribute from District 11, was slaughtered in cold bold. Even knowing it was inevitable I still cried and shouted at the screen how I felt. I think my exact words were “THIS IS BULL SH*T”.

In case you don’t know the premise of the story- Basically because of one Districts (or countries) failed attempt to rebel against the corrupt Capitol (government), every other district (There are 12 left in total) must now offer up two children (one male and one female) yearly as tribute to battle to the death- DEATH ie: they savagely bludgeon each other- on live television where the world watches. Children killing. Each other. 24 kids. Only one survives. Kids. Killing each other. For sport. While adults watch and sometimes actually sabotage the game.

Maybe I’m just too naïve and sensitive for angst but I really hated the idea, concept and portrayal of people offering up children as sacrifice. Since this is basically the entire premise of the novel/ film I guess sadly I must report that I am not a fan and probably won’t be rushing out to by the trilogy of books anytime soon.

Kids’ killing each other, regardless of the reason and symbolism is just something I can’t get with. Ever.

But like I said the movie in itself separately from what it represented (to me) was probably the best movie I’ve seen so far this year. Just watch at your own risk.

“Happy Hunger Games!”

Also I would  like to just give a big F-You to those people who actually had the gall to tweet hateful comments that Rue was depicted as a young black girl (the way she was actually described in the books from what I understand).

Sadly… I can’t Wiggle my Ears

1 Apr

Nothing grates on my nerves more then when some one tells me I can’t do something. Grrr! It’s the easiest way to see proverbial fumes coming out of my ears.

OK fine- I’m woman enough to admit that it might even cause a few tears if I’m having a particular sensitive day. There you happy!?

Anyway… the point is I don’t like being told I’m not capable of doing something.

Flashback to that annoying kid/guy/girl in your class from elementary/high school/college who would always have a fun fact (that you swore they made up) or a simple little task that he/she  read somewhere that NO ONE can do. That’s where I would scoff all indignant. No one you say? Challenge accepted!

Yeah that was me.

I swear in a former life I was one of those kids who only wanted to touch the hot stove because you told me not to. (Not this life though ‘cause I’m STILL kinda scared of my mom -all Five foot nothing of her- but don’t judge me… She has a b*tch brow that can rival anyone. I swear.)

So below… I’ve begrudgingly listed some things that seem simple enough (or completely stupid) that even though (through being challenged more then once) I fail to accomplish.

But I try and always fall for it.  Every single time.
Then I fail. Every single time.

Sneeze with your eyes open.

Lick your own Elbow

         Wiggle your ears                                                      Tickle yourself

 

 

 

 

 

Touch your chin or nose with the tip of your tongue

Put your fist in your mouth

How many of you actually tried each one? LOL
 
How many  tried it more then once because you refused to accept defeat?

 Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own any images pictured in this blog post*

I want to meet this “Bigger person”

22 Oct

Whenever I hear someone starting a story or phase with “I’m gonna be the bigger person” I wanna be like, really? what does that mean?

For example, I don’t think that admitting when you were wrong about something or taking the blame for something you know you should is being the “bigger person”… admitting you were wrong about something is simply being an ADULT and owning up to your mistakes… The end!

Whenever there is an issue or conflict someone always says something like… “you know what just be the BIGGER person, and IGNORE it” Umm what? I’m sorry so let me get this straight… Someone lied to me, cheated on me, hurt me or (insert cause of pain here), and your saying that the best course of action is for me to shrug it off, ignore it and say “that’s OK… I’ll be the bigger person?” GET OUT OF MY FACE WITH THAT!!!

Explain to me how fair is it of YOU to expect ME to be the bigger person when someone did me wrong? REALLY? So I’m hurt and upset but instead of fighting back and saying how I feel I’m supposed to do what? Smile and say yes thank you.. more pain please!! No no it’s OK, I’m not gonna say anything cause this girl right here- is being the “Bigger person.” Doesn’t make sense does it? I didn’t think so.

The: “I Hate to Say I told you so” Syndrome…

28 Sep

If you “hate to say I told you so,” then what’s the point of saying it in the first place?

I’ll admit, I am not always the bigger or mature person in any given situation. At times, after giving a warning, or unheeded advice I find myself snickering and saying HA, “I can’t WAIT to say I told you so”, (even though I normally choose not to).  Why do I choose not to?  That’s simple: its cause at the end of the day I don’t have the RIGHT to! What does the “I told you so” or “you should have listened when I told you,” do for you?  What makes people think we HAVE to take their advice just because were “friends.” and what gives us the right to kick people when their down??

Better yet, let’s think back a little bit. Did you really give that piece of advice, or were you just thinking it? Did you really think (at the time) that your friend was making a mistake, or did you realize it after it was too late to say anything about it? If you DID give the advice, when did you give it, was it during a “cry fest” or ‘vent session” or any other time that may have seemed to be the wrong time, to voice your unwanted opinion?

If you answered yes to any of these questions, (or even had to think about it) then my friend you probably didn’t give advice you simply engaged in a conversation that may have allowed the person to vent their frustrations with you (as friends should do). So when ish hits the fan in any given situation, take a long look back and re-evaluate if you really tried to intervene before it was too late. If the result is that you really didn’t do a DAMN THING about it, then please do yourself and your friend a favor and save your I told you so’s and you should have listened’s!

I’m just saying!

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