Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Hello to you all. I hope that you are fairing better than I am at the moment. I have to say that I am a little vexed right now, but then again it does not take a genius to go to my face book page and read my status’ to figure that out. The thing is that my reality is shaken, people that I thought were my friends are starting to really show me who they really are. Anyone who knows me knows that my friends are my world, and lately that has come crashing down on me, like a broken silence.
Then it hit me, people these days aren’t really your friends, they are in fact not friends with you, but your possessions. I look back on my so-called friendships and I see who has really been there for me. I’m a giving person, so I give my friends a lot. They need a favor; I do it. They ask for me to make impossible things happen; I do that to. All the while, I don’t ever ask for anything in return. Why, because I was taught to be selfless instead of being selfish. But there comes a time when I’m tired of being selfless, when I do want stuff to just be about me. Funny thing about that it is never about me. I’m not saying that I want it to be about me all the time, but it would be nice if someone took a little effort to try to make it about me just once.
I look back at all the times that I have done something for other people, if it’s loaning them money, or buying them a gift. Please let it be known that I don’t have to do those things, but I do them because I care. When people do something nice for you it’s said that they never expect anything back in return; but sometimes it is human nature to wonder why no one does anything nice for you, and all you are is nice to them. I’ve figured it out, some of you people out there that are my so called friends are only here because of what I can do for you, and then you have the nerve to act like because we are friends that I’m suppose to do all that I do for you. Damn, if that is how a lot of you are, then I sure do have some suck ass friends.
Since I am on my proverbial soap box I’m going to make sure I get this out. Another thing that has been pissing me off is when people look down on me. I’m sick of people telling me that I don’t have problems or that I could just quit my job so that my husband can take care of me. When I hear this I laugh because that lets me know that some of you that walk around claiming to be my best friends don’t really know shit about me. If you really knew me you would know that I have never been, or will never be that girl. I’ve been working since I was old enough to know what work really was, and I may be working for the rest of my life. I have never relied on a man to take care of me completely. I’m not one of these women that sit at home on my ass all day and do nothing while my husband is at work making the money. Thanks to the woman’s suffrage movement, I’m never going to have to do that. My boyfriend fell in love with me because of who I am. He does not require a wife that will walk five steps behind him, but who will fall in step with him, he only steps in when he sees that I really need him. And if he is reading this, then baby, I just wanted to say that I thank god every day for you being the kind, loving, beautiful man that you are, and I would not change that for the world. When we finally do make that step to husband and wife, no one will be more proud than I to walk beside you down life’s winding roads as not only your soul mate, but your equal.
The next thing that I wish to address is, how I’m told that I have money and that I don’t have to worry about situations or how I’ll never understand the burdens of being a stay at home mom. First and foremost, if you knew me, you would know that life has not been easy on me. Fate has been dealing me cruel hands all my life. Just when I feel like that I have finally gotten to where I’m supposed to be, fate laughs and says...
“Uh oh, Lynn is happy again, we’d better get her.”
I have been without a lot of things in my life time; I have slept on floors, gone without running water, food, and electricity. I have done a lot of things that I’m not proud of, and if you were to ask me if I’d do it all again? I would tell you as long as I turned out the same humble and selfless person that I am today, and then I wouldn’t change a thing. Someone I would call a true friend was more upset than I was about the comment about my life being easy. He said something like.
“Right, you’ve worked your ass off for a decade and it’s been so easy, what the hell is wrong with this person?”
It’s nice to see that someone knows that I’m really trying to be a success. As stated before if you would stop hating on me and mine and do something for yourself then you could be successful too. Like I said, I made it on a whim and a prayer, Jesus saves and if you not there yet then maybe you need to find a way to get there, being jealous don’t get your prayers answered. While you are sitting on that pedestal of your turning your nose up at me and how “easy “ my life is suppose to be, then maybe it’s time to stop worrying about what I have and go get yours. I’m not perfect I do have my problems, if I’m too busy figuring out yours and you don’t give a damn about mine, what the hell does that say about you as a friend?
I know that all of this may seem to be harsh and I’m sure that some hurt feelings will come out of this. I’m not mad; I’m more hurt than anything. Because at the end of the day my friends (the real ones) are like family, and if I count you fortunate enough to be included in that, why would you say the things that were said behind my back? We are all grown folks here come say them to my face. For those of you who have been there for me and really do consider me friends (you know who you are) thank you. For those of you that have to wonder if I’m talking about you, do us all a favor and stop wondering because I am talking about you. Don’t pretend to be hurt and mad, just take what was said with a grain of salt and learn to do right by your other friends because you’ll get no second chances here.
Peace is with you.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Will The Real Lynn Allen Please Stand Up: August 2011
Bonjour mon Amies. (Hey!) Hope that things are going well for everyone. I can honestly say that this month has been crazy. I am truly blessed and highly favored. All I have to say is God is awesome, and if you don’t know you better ask somebody. Ok so I want to take this time to dedicate this segment of the blog to all the silent haters out there. Just to know that you hate silently or on face book makes me laugh. On a lighter note I would like to say happy birthday to all my friends in August: Talathia McKenzie (Feel better boo you are in my prayers always.) My cousin, Brent Lewis, and long time friend, Matt Thompson hope you all are blessed with more birthdays.
Football is Back!!!
I have to say that I am happy for football coming back. I, however, can not say that about all women. There are millions of women around the country that are pissed that the lockout is over, because now their husbands have an excuse to get missing on Sunday and Monday nights. What a lot of women fail to realize is that the relationship would go so much easier if she would just jump on the sports band wagon. Then again, the relationship would be better if some of the men were to cook, clean and keep their children (enough said there). Yes, men are attracted to us when we get all dolled up, however, they find you more attractive in a jersey with a beer koozie in hand. A lot of you are sitting there rolling your eyes at me, but I’m serious. A woman with a shot of tequila and a dirty mouth is the sexiest thing to a man (ask Justin Timberlake). What’s not so sexy is a girl who doesn’t understand the rules to the game. There is nothing more unattractive then a girl who doesn’t know the difference in a touchdown and a field goal.
Bitching it Out on Facebook
The biggest pet peeve that I have right now with facebook is when you see these long comments between two people that are arguing. I hate looking on my page and seeing two people go back and forth online for the whole world to see. It’s bad enough that you weren’t smart enough to send a text to the person you’re pissed at, but to take it global is just terrible. It’s like a big car accident that no one wants to get involved with but they don’t mind watching. I guess the thing that pisses me off here is the person that feels that they have to say something snarky on a face book comment. There was a time before facebook and the glorified presence of computers where you either wrote a hand written letter or just got in someone’s face and said what you had to say, then fought and moved on. What the hell happened? I’ll just say this, not just in my blog but I’ll say it to your face as well. Stop nursing your insecurities on face book, the rest of the world is tired of you bitching and moaning about everything. If you can’t express your feelings in person, than do us all a favor and invest in a diary. Border’s is having a going out of business sale, so it should not be hard to find one.
The Double Standard in a Relationship.
So this was one of the topics selected for my opinion. Why is it when you are in a relationship that it is not ok for your spouse to have a friend of the opposite sex? I laugh at this one, because there are a lot of women who have straight male friends, but if their spouse has a straight female friend then it is an issue. I do think that it is a double standard. How could you, a woman, be the only woman in a group of guys and then be ready to throw hands with any girl who even stops to ask your man for directions? Then again we have to look at this from both sides. I have mostly guy friends and LJ knows my guy friends. Lj can have female friends I just have to check them out because these days you never really know. From a woman’s perspective I would say that it’s an equal thing. Men are just as uncomfortable about their spouse’s friends of the opposite sex as we are. With the male friends there are some who don’t really care about a commitment that you have, ever since the song “What Your Man Got to Do With Me” came out, some men feel that they are going to test you. Then again it could be said about some women (have you seen the movie Obsessed?, gents if you come home to your girl beating the hell out of the creepy girl that stalks you at the office, then maybe you should have taken better notes.) All I’m saying is that given the stereotypical displays here I am thankful to say that the men that run in my circle are nothing like that to me, they are my brothers and I don’t think that I could ask for better so shout out to JT, D, NC, Alex, Daniel, Christian and KD for being those brothers.
Mom Gets Off For Murder of Child
Ok I know that when I saw this story I was mad. There was a thought in my mind to do a special edition of my blog just for this topic. My first question is what the hell is really wrong with the system these days? I’m to understand that people get locked up for robbing banks and drug possession, however, I’m having a hard time trying to process why there are a bunch of killers still walking the streets. I don’t really care how you spin it, there is no “well I accidentally killed my daughter.” That whole excuse “it was an accident" is just a load of BS. I’m sitting here thinking about the slew of bad mothers that I have come across in my life time and wonder what makes you so damned special that you get to have children? I can imagine the most caring person in the world who can’t have children of their own by some cruel tip of fate, but these monsters out here can have children. I think the universe has a sick since of humor. Mothers are suppose to be selfless, everything for their children, then again there are some that can’t see past the nose on the face. Yes, people are given second chances all the time, a lot of people don’t really disappoint when they screw up said second chance. In my eyes there are two types of people, the ones who actually do take the chance and prove that they learned something and the ones that have learned nothing at all. Sad to say that the ratio for the nothing at all types is greater than the ones that have changed.
The Kids Are in the Corner
So I had already finished the blog, until I was in the grocery store and saw this. This lady had three children with her. The middle child kept touching things in the store after his mother asked him not to. When he finally pushed her to her breaking point she yells “you’re going to go stand in the corner when we get home.” I almost laughed at this. Because I really wanted to ask her what the hell was standing in the corner gonna do? I cannot fathom what that is suppose to solve. I mean, little Jimmy is gonna sit in the corner and just figure out more ways to torment you. Take some advise and whoop little Jimmy’s butt. I’m not saying hit him until he blacks out, but don’t be light handed. Maybe some of these moms need a Madea in their lives b/c if you’re too scare to beat your kids, she for damn sure is not. If your one of these parents that have kids that are bold enough to call the police on you b/c you hit them, then in true Madea fashion say that you hit the last kid so hard they "dialed 919” But please stop putting your kids in corners, it doesn’t solve anything and makes your children think that they run you. Maybe I should send every parent to time out for not learning how to control their children.
Hope everyone has a great month. Please leave comments and be sure to visit my blog’s new home at www.thereallynnallen.blogspot.com. Peace and God bless.