Dimwit Abroad

 

This post or any of the posts within my blog are not meant to be disrespectful toward the British Monarchy.   In perfect hindsight I'm realizing how misleading the title of my blog: Concerning a Royal Snub might be.  William and Kate are an adorable, respectable and brilliant young couple.

This disclaimer also applies to Jay-Z and Beyonce, The Kardashians, The Clinton's, The Bush Family, The Mob Wives, Steve Harvey, The T.D.Jakes ministry, The Obamas, or any other persons or entities that we dimwits treat like Royalty.  When  things like this happen, everyone pays attention. 

Signed,

Nicole F
Primary Contributor to
Concerning a Royal Snub
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Adult conversation avoidance

In every way I believe this is a way to conquer free- down-  sick-  time.  Sleep.  What is my time?  What gage is set?  What am I wanting to prove?  What is this to be criticized?
 lallygagging my focus is compartmentalized- scheduled- pre consumed, therefore i aim to focus outside the box. of what is my time? listening- watching- for something be criticized.  Picking fights with a news crew just for drama.  What I was doing at the beginning?  Believing this whisper of how an intuition gift should be cherished and nurtured.  First I need to read less newsprint.  How do I know what I lack?  When this is poured. when I know I claim this as writitng for hours a skill (I become critical and downplay) rather fill pages with words from within, the book-a book, gets left out of this free think flow.  Invested.  Pour. 
Gaps in concepts about paragraph/word structure puzzle me. when the structure is wrong so often it begins to seem normal.  Where I'm playing trivial games with someone speaking this as a 2nd language.  
Write music instead but I dont like that rhythm- I cant make that sound -It doesnt move, or ask, or count, or want my opinion.  Its not crowded or ashamed or unclear and recognizes superiority.  
Poor study skills in an idea space when I'm lonely surrounded by friends.  Home-sick and disagreeable.  Inaccurate transcripts of Blue and Red.  Misrepresentations Losing the luxury of being comfortable while trying to write about how my words want to speak for themselves.  a way to ignore what i don't want to sort out or move against or be slowed down by or confronted about.  Fitness where some studies have naturally called me to reproduce on. 

Getting Uncomfortable with my Healthy Haunt

Trying to make the right connections. #lovefirecely

Since being 'away' involves showering, getting dressed, putting on makeup, having a list of places to go/things to do....

How is this not doing work? Where do the associations of earning an income become just a blur and who's counting anyway? #overshare

[Image: briefcase, heels vs shopping bags and sneakers]

Ignoring recipes, blind spots, only wanting to incorporate going up and down a staircase into my training plan.

I feel I hear a grown man's fears and tears

I feel I hear what I don't know what to do with

I feel I've hesitated and believe in a lie and wealth being given away for nothing

I hear I'm being told "Don't worry, I'm rich in here."

How are you wealthy? Vision? Deceit? Humility? Fear? Order? Faith?

"No, simply in self esteem."

'just because Im supposed to'

What freedom means to me

Walking through my house NOT seeing any bathrooms to clean, dishes to wash, clothes to launder, belongings to donate, paperwork to sort/file/shred
Not seeing dogs needing to be fed, walked or bathed
Not feeling like everything I do is me fixing or carrying around other peoples problems
Not being left with a certain sense of bewilderment
NOT feeling unapproachable
Not having or being annoyed by a demeanor of 'just because I'm supposed to'
Not being responsible for other peoples poor choices
Not having blame directed at me
Not being seen as or compared to people that are tacky
Not always seeking meaning significance or importance in tangible objects
Being inconvenienced by someone who can help
Not knowing the unknown but at the same time knowing and having a healthy timely reaction

Unfinished Business at the End of the Day

Endless efforts to fulfill my domestic role/responsibility/duty as a [woman, wife]

I know you're in there, why can't I see you? Am I looking to closely at what I don't want to see?
[Image of dysfunctional repeated theme]




[Image of unopened, unsorted garments, junk, paper waste, automobile fluid, yard tools, overflowing containers and wasted space]




[Image of uninviting, chore provoking dingy space]




Goal: to keep moving in a forward direction with progress toward finding function to reduce dingy, 'chore' inducing appearance of unsorted clothing and linen materials




Steam clean
Sort
Separate to eventually reduce unwanted or excess and unused items and properly store for later display




Getting slowed down:

[Image of container with things picked up to prevent the vacuum from being clogged]




Endless sorting



[Image of imagination set free, time saving, picture of written/ drawn layout effortless, dummy proof, correct picture image]




Who is this wreakless 'driver' I keep turning back to? How come when you are in control for a time I return to something mishandled and tossed about and disheveled?

People with Kids

Disclaimer: When I blog, my focus isn't always centered on an audience.   I cant stand someone who insists on finding ways to outwit and calculate everything, especially when I pour valuable time and effort into generating a post.  This i attribute to my strong dislike of teens.  If you are between the ages of  9 and 15 please stop reading my blog.  I like to write encouraging words about light and easy to manage topics but sometimes my posts end up being a discouragement and difficult to read.   I suppose I could be compared to an estranged unexpected guest with my blog about finding passion then an endless voyage to remove myself from the spotlight.
 I'm admittedly not interested in any of the stereotypical concepts that surround the idea of family.  this is the reason I find myself troubled when it comes to discussing sensitive topics like kids, politics, where I'm from and of course what I believe. 

I was however enlightened by watching the recent episode of Dont Sleep on BET hosted by the super fine TJ Holmes.  The panel was awesome.  Loved the conversation, especially the diversity of individuals and their backgrounds.  I was blushing a little too listening to the young woman who founded a movement based on her own struggle as a teen mom "knocked up."
My focus when blogging isn't always centered on any audience in particular however I easily placed myself as a member of  that audience due to the universal theme and easy to relate with guests. One comment in particular resounds with me about people with kids and parents.  There is a difference and I'm  glad that point was so eloquently made. 

One subject I hoped someone would have brought up during the discussion was the integration of simple technology and family relationships.  I don't like my folks out of the loop but it seems almost impossible to stay current with My adult cousins in Michigan, My mom in Ohio my in laws in Illinois and my-always in the know, Pseudo Extended Family in New York.  Am I thinking too broad? Seems like I'm short changed somewhere because of the generation gap and I'm assuming  everyone doesn't has a mobile phone made in the last 3 years.  I know for sure my mom doesn't like anything new.  Its like  I say lets Skype and she acts like I'm the guy on ESPN First Take(Steven A. Smith) arguing with her (Skip Bayless.)  I'm not trying to impose or ask her to review her will or discuss something she doesn't know or bash her for being completely wrong about the color blue.  Its just me.  Are my expectations too high?  I live states away from them all and have no control over that.  Its difficult.  Show me you care and learn how to take pictures, video call, text message and use your places on facebook or foursquare! I'm sick of calling myself friends over social media with people that intentionally isolate others and those you would consider 'gold diggers.'

Now about Black Friday; I don't plan on shopping because I'm just not interested in herding around with crowds of people at the stores.  Impulsively though i decided to go just because Starbucks was open and I figured I could play it cool with a cup of coffee and finding posts for my instagram.  Suppose I did go shopping.  Suppose I did have the appropriate means to indulge into this grand gesture of holiday shopping.  The first places on my list of stores to visit would simply be the furniture and hardware stores.  I'm not fond of having a 'guest-unfriendly' home in Florida.  It doesn't make sense.  I'm the only person I know who lives like a homeless person with a house. 

Before I take this post in a depressing direction centered around me and my troubles,  I remember the people still piecing back together their lives in the wake of SuperStorm Sandy. Numerous media and community outreach groups are reminding us that they need money.  HillsongNYC is actively engaging with the immediate needs in the Rockaway community highlighted by TJ Holmes.  In order to continue to be of assistance to the Rockaway community please contribute to the rebuilding efforts directly to places like their library, the congregation mentioned on the program by TJ Holmes: Full Gospel Tabernacle, 361 Beach 42nd Street, Far Rockaway, NY 11691 and the HillsongNYC Congregation through PayPal online. 



 

Trial and Error

What a morning to remember! Something as simple as allowing myself to wake up and instead of letting the dogs wander in the back yard to do their business, I took them out around the block on their leashes.