Pounds and more pounds!

I'm trying to get motivated here to lose at least 25 pounds. Don't ask me where they are. They must be hibernating in my legs and on my waist. Don't like it! Don't like it at all...aggghhhh....but I find the gym so tedious and walking is boring. I was thinking that maybe I could volunteer on a construction site or help out with Habitat for Humanity building some houses or something. That would help, don't ya think? Maybe I should get a job planting trees. All that walking from one seedling plot to another, digging, putting in those cute saplings and then shoveling dirt on top of the hole should help me shed some fat, tone up those unused muscles and get back my waist. I took a pic of myself in the fall and promised myself that I would get rid of the excess fat. Geez, my own kids laugh at me after I eat and point to my pregnant-looking belly. And they're old enough to know better than to do that. If they think it's funny, others will too...and forget about the "bikini-ready" motivating factor. What beach am I going to be lolling around on? Ashbridges Bay? Don't think so. Yeah, that's a pic of the beach right there. Some beach, huh? I don't even know how some folks dip their whole selves in that polluted Lake Ontario water.

Utah Polygamists vs Rastas and Muslims

I was watching Larry King Live and the show was about polygamists from different sects in Utah...the Mormon church says they don't agree with this business of having many wives. But it got me to thinking that it's kind of the same philosophy that Muslims and Rastas have concerning the man having more than one wife. I was told that in the Muslim faith you can and/or should only have more than one wife if you are financially able to take care of her and any children that may come out of the union. Lord, I hope I'm not speaking in ignorance here. And I was told by a Rasta man that it's not really natural for a man to only have one woman. Men are just not built that way, they need to have more than one. I was kinda checking this particular Rasta and really couldn't wrap my head around that philosophy, so I knew that he and I would definitely not work out. It's bad enough that I'm sometimes a little jealous when I'm the only woman in my man's life - I just can't imagine me sharing my man with another woman. I would go mental.

I don't know how these women do it in the name of religion. There was one man who had more than five wives and there were 54 children spread among them! That's like two public school classrooms put together. Holy Lord, I have three and the noise levels drive me nuts, I sometimes think I'm in a bloody market place.
And can you imagine actually being within earshot of hearing your loving man humping his other wife? Oh God!

That's it for now...I guess I've made my point that I'm a one man woman and don't need any other company in any of my relationships. See Firebrand, I posted more than once in one day...I think I beat ya....

Saturday is almost here...

My friend Firebrand chided me for not creating a new post..heh heh....ok gyal, here I'm doing it...gotta get a hang of this thing and realize it's like an online journal. So my day went a little stressful and I was really needing some yogic chants and deep breathing exercises in the morning. Got to get me some tapes. Well, later on I'm slated to record a radio commercial for Scotiabank Caribbean and then get some regular day work done.

There's lots of goings-on in T.O. and I'm looking forward to celebrating spring by attending a lot of them if my budget allows. Gotta pick and choose....there's First Fridays and Bump 'n Hustle among tons of others...hey Firebrand, you checking out the Bump...it was a nice time last time...i had the absolute gall to ask a guy to dance and he was so impressed that he had to pull me aside after we finished doing our boogie-down to let me know how thankful he was that I actually asked since it's well known that many T.O. girls are stuck up..I still got a lot of Mount Real in me so it's not too hard for me to put myself on the line like that. I've been told that chances are I will not face rejection...so throw on that tank top, the comfie Parasucos, and the neat Pumas and let's sweat till we're wet!

God I hope that was a good enough sell to get you to come out..

talk later and yeah yeah, I'll post every day from now on...