Brown Sugar Momma

Wow... it's been over a year since I posted something!

2007-07-08T20:31:00.001-07:00

POOP!

Yay for new music

2006-05-30T15:34:00.000-07:00

I got two new cd's today, Matisyahu and the Walk the Line soundtrack.
I heart Joaquin!

I be a pirate!

2006-05-18T13:32:00.000-07:00

You are The Cap'n!

Some men are born great, some achieve greatness and some slit the throats of any man that stands between them and the mantle of power. You never met a man you couldn't eviscerate. Not that mindless violence is the only avenue open to you - but why take an avenue when you have complete freeway access? You are the definitive Man of Action. You are James Bond in a blousy shirt and drawstring-fly pants. Your swash was buckled long ago and you have never been so sure of anything in your life as in your ability to bend everyone to your will. You will call anyone out and cut off their head if they show any sign of taking you on or backing down. You cannot be saddled with tedious underlings, but if one of your lieutenants shows an overly developed sense of ambition he may find more suitable accommodations in Davy Jones' locker. That is, of course, IF you notice him. You tend to be self absorbed - a weakness that may keep you from seeing enemies where they are and imagining them where they are not.

What's Yer Inner Pirate?
brought to you by The Official Talk Like A Pirate Web Site. Arrrrr!

Lookin' Good!

2006-05-08T21:39:00.000-07:00

A weekend in the sun and lips still kissably soft.

It's a girl!

2006-05-01T12:58:00.000-07:00

I've decided to name my car Vera. It is Slavic in origin and means faith. It also comes from the Latin word for truth. Good name huh?

I'm a piece of work ..... art, that is

2006-04-25T01:42:00.000-07:00

Who Should Paint You: Andy Warhol

You've got an interested edge that would be reflected in any portrait
You don't need any fancy paint techniques to stand out from the crowd!

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?

I don't wanna grow up

2006-04-25T01:35:00.000-07:00

Your Inner Child Is Surprised

You see many things through the eyes of a child.
Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.
You cherish all of the details in life.
Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.

How Is Your Inner Child?

Time to check off your lists....

2006-04-06T17:11:00.000-07:00

5 guys every girl’s gotta date
By Maura Kelly

Type #1: The Older Man
There comes a point in every guy’s life when he’s no longer interested in keg parties, Sony PlayStations, and phrases like “getting laid.” In short, a man becomes a man, and that’s exactly why you should see what an older guy is all about. No, it’s not because he could be a sugardaddy who’ll shower you with fancy meals and great gifts (although that could be nice). The real perk of dating an older guy is his worldliness and wisdom, which is bound to rub off on you. Because he’s had more life experience and has been through more than younger guys, he can play something of a teacher role.

Type #2: The Starving Artist
Okay, sure: These dudes are not going to take you to fancy restaurants or even pay for your half of the dinner bill. Money, nice meals, and material goods don’t mean squat to this guy—and that’s exactly why you’ll have an incredible time once he opens your eyes to life’s simpler pleasures. Not only will the world seem infinitely fascinating, but you may feel more fascinating, too, as you become inspired by his creativity and perhaps play the role of his muse.

Type #3: The Metrosexual
OK, so he may be better dressed and more recently manicured than you. Get over it—because not only will you reap the obvious benefits of dating a guy like this (like being able to borrow his expensive shampoos), you’ll get a chance to live a happenin’ life! These guys will take you to all the hottest clubs and coolest clothing stores, and let’s not forget just how fabulous you’ll feel walking hand-in-hand with a man who looks like he just stepped out of an issue of GQ. The benefits don’t end there: His style may well rub off on you, making you feel better about yourself, as well as making you a stronger player on the social and professional fields.

Type #4: The Bad Boy
This rebel might have a motorcycle or not, but one thing’s for sure: He lives on his own terms and is not about to apologize for them. Hang with him for a while, and you’ll learn why being bad can feel so good—and how to stop worrying about what everyone else thinks. Talk about liberating! “In general, women tend to be pleasers, much more so than men,” Nakamoto says. “A bad boy can show them what it’s like to quit trying to make everyone else happy, and just do what you want.”

Type #5: The Nice Guy
He never makes you feel insecure or uncertain, never plays hard to get, never makes you doubt how he feels about you. It’s a shame that we need to explain this one, and yet we know how hard it can be to date a true sweetheart, at least at first. A woman won’t be used to the frequency and consistency of affection nice guys give, since most other guys who are playing the dating game don’t do that. Even so, get used to the nice guys, and quick. Why? Because once you’ve had the good stuff (a guy who calls when he says he will; a guy who wants to see you more often as he gets to know you), you won’t stand for anything less. At the same time, that doesn’t necessarily mean you should start sending out the wedding invites after a few months. Just because he’s nice doesn’t necessarily mean he’s the right guy. He might rate low in terms of romantic chemistry, because he lacks the edge that creates the kind of surprise, passion, and excitement that all people want in their lives.

I am an ARTIST

2006-03-18T09:50:00.000-08:00

Sometimes there are things that I don't even know about myself. Perhaps I suffer from some dissociative disorder...
http://www.marymarch.com/

The newest love of my life....

2006-03-14T19:20:00.000-08:00

Can you say Road Trip?

Fortunately....

2006-01-21T18:03:00.000-08:00

Your Fortune Is

Beauty is only a light switch away.

The Wacky Fortune Cookie Generator

Olive the other reindeer

2005-12-27T22:17:00.000-08:00

awww, my cousins were all so sweet and cuddly this Christmas. Especially Jared. They love me and I love them. Yay family!

I am so deep

2005-12-16T18:49:00.000-08:00

I thought I had a poor self image before.... but look at this thing! I'm hideous! At first I thought this was photo-shopped, but then I realized that this is me through a lens (of some sorts). Beauty is just that: an image interpreted by our brain based on values, messages, and expectations we have internalized. Consider this: We cannot see 'ugly'. Our eyes do not see evaluations, they perceive reflected light and transmit signals electrochemically to our brain, which in turn formulates an image and seeks to categorize it. 'Ugly' is a categorization; a construct that we have created as individuals and as such is relative and contestable. We see ourselves, and life, through an interpretive lens. Our senses only gather information. It is our minds that evaluate, judge, and condemn. Beauty is not skin deep... it is all in our heads! Hold on to this: all lenses, like this one, can be distorted. Our interpretations, our evaluations, and our declarations have no validity unless we can see un-obstructedly. But since sin obscures our vision like the plank in Matthew 7 and Luke 6, we are like blind men. Have faith. Jesus came to heal the blind as well as the lame. Through the gift of the Holy Spirit we will learn to see as our Father sees.

Did you know....

2005-11-25T20:03:00.000-08:00

... that if you rearrange the letters in my name you can spell army charm? Now that's interesting.

Love is a burning thing...

2005-11-21T00:46:00.000-08:00

Joaquin is HOT HOT HOT
oh, and the movie it good too.

I'm putting the following on my Christmas list

2005-11-14T15:19:00.000-08:00

or, at least I would have if I still played with dolls...
ugly dolls

Not so new update

2005-11-12T00:12:00.000-08:00

umm, i realized i have not done anything to my blog in a while. i thought, "oh i can post pictures from elizabeth's wedding!" but you know how vain i am. I was not going to post a picture that I was not in, so i think this is the only one really. sad huh? well you know who you can blame for that!

A not so beautiful day

2005-11-01T20:57:00.000-08:00

I was having one of those not so beautiful days when I looked and felt like crap. I hadn't showered in days and didn't have any makeup on because I had over slept and just rushed over to work. I've been at my job just long enough now that the guys who come in and out of the office have started to say hello or acknowledge me occasionally. Since I am chronically pathologically looking for a boyfriend I always make note of who is friendly and seems interested in getting to know me. Which up to this point consists of no one. Until one day I have a casual conversation with one of the young guys from transportation in the break room. He asks me if I'm still in school since I read a lot and I explain I'm a grad student. He asks where I did my undergrad and becomes notably more friendly when I say Biola. This is nothing but it perks me up a little so I don't feel totally invisible. Later he is in our department and one of my loud-mouth co-workers starts going on about the temp who I replaced. She starts talking about how cute she was and how she had the perfect hour glass figure and how all the men would purposely walk through our department just to go by her desk. The guy who I had talked to earlier that day was particularly fond of her. As the big mouth relayed all this he blushed, laughed, and got that giddy look on his face that people do when their crush has been exposed. The big mouth when on and on for probably another 15 minutes about this girl's beauty and the attention she drew. Meanwhile with each word I felt smaller and smaller. The more big mouth described her beauty the more I felt like an ugly disappointment. How could anyone look upon me with interest after the one who came before, the one who was every man's wet dream? It sickened me to think of the gawking she must have endured but then I felt even lower realizing that I go unnoticed. I felt like Quasimodo. Then big mouth starts telling me how I should date one of the balding transportation managers. She said, "he's in his 30's and wants to settle down", but what I heard was "he's desperate enough to date you. Don't rule him out... He would be a good catch for you". Big mouth didn't mean any harm but, it took all my strength to push her words from my mind and keep from crying as I typed on my computer. I hate that I read so much into these interactions, but even more I hate feeling like my value will go un-noticed in the shadows of shinier people. I don't want to hear platitudes on the beauty I possess or on the quality of my character. I want for someone to understand how deeply I hurt. I do think I am worth while and I do think I have so much to give, even though I recognize that the packaging is not the most vogue. But the paradox is that all I feel I have going for me can be undermined by trivial superficial standards. I've got to stop. I'm giving my self a head ache ruminating on the injustices of our skin-deep culture.

Parable of the talents

2005-10-24T01:19:00.000-07:00

Your Hidden Talent

Your natural talent is interpersonal relations and dealing with people.
You communicate well and are able to bring disparate groups together.
Your calming presence helps everything go more smoothly.
People crave your praise and complements.

What's Your Hidden Talent?

Ok, so if interpersonal relationships are my talent, then how should I be using them for the kingdom? I'm already going into counseling, but what else? Should I go be a lay counselor at a church? Maybe I should start by being involved eh? Brilliant idea Mary! Why don't you actually move into action in stead of day dreaming about how your life could be! Ugh, speaking of actions, I should be working on a paper. For some reason piddling around online and pondering my purpose is much more compelling.

Pumpkin carving

2005-10-20T23:39:00.000-07:00

I'm going to have a pumpkin carving party. So far Steele is the only one who is invited, and even he might ditch me for Knotts Scary Farm. Kids can be twerps. Anyway, I have not decided what I shall be carving this year, but I'm leaning toward a sexy pumpkin...