Am I missing something?

Question: When did it become cool, or even mildly acceptable to jump from NFL player to NFL player? I always assumed it was pretty frowned upon...and who wants to be the guy that follows Reggie Bush...and of course the lovely Ray J? *pause* Cant you hear the thunderous locker room jokes NOW!! I hope this is just some stupid rumor...check the link below.

http://www.the33tv.com/lifestyle/niclively/kdaf-june-21-nic-lively-kim-kardashian-miles-austin,0,351963.story

Bottom line: Kim Kardashian can do and get away with just about anything...I'm convinced.

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Death to Text? Pt. 2

The below article sheds a more serious and disturbing light on texting and relationships. Textual Harassment...food for thought.

Bottom line: Check it out!

Http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/06/20/AR2010062003331.html

Death to Text? Pt. 1

As time moves on...so does the evolution of technology. We are now in the days where people seem to text just as much, if not more, than talk on the phone OR speak in person. Instead of people calling to wish you a Merry Christmas or a Happy Birthday, they text it to you (or send you a Facebook message, but that's another blog, for another day). Instead of calling into radio stations, people are texting for contests. People are even ending relationships through text...awful, I know, but it's happening. Our whole world is turning into a big ball of faceless and voiceless communication.

Now when it comes to relationships, when is it time to stop typing, and start talking? Let's face it, sometimes you just don't want to TALK to someone. It can be easy to use text to just blow someone off, type something rude, inconsiderate, or insensitive. I mean, why not? You don't have to hear or see the other person's reaction. If you did, it could weigh heavily on your conscious, you might actually feel bad or it might prevent you from saying anything at all. It seems the rules for if you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all, are a little bit more laxed when it comes to text messages. Oh, and how about the easy out of blaming faulty technology. You just didn't get the text story...you know AT&T's or T-Mobile's bad coverage. (Come on, we've all done it at least once). That's hard to do if someone decides to leave you a voicemail. I suppose you can deny it, but it's a lot less believable.

Things can also get lost in the "vague abyss" of a text. You might assume someone is angry or sad with how you read a particular message...all because you can't hear them or read their body language. A simple contextual "no" can lead you down the dark and dreary road of an argument...that could have possibly been avoided by simply picking up the phone. An "I'm sorry" might not seem as genuine because a person can't hear the remorse in your voice or see it in your face. Sometimes texts can come out of order, or go missing then come later...or not at all (pretty problematic for an argument). With texting, you may be prompted to assume the emotional state of the person on the other end, and we all know how great that can pan out. What a hot butt mess of possibilities, right? Why do we do it to ourselves?

How can anyone see this as an effective way to communicate real and true feelings in a relationship?

So, when it comes to that special someone, I can confidently say I'm leaning more towards a "Death of Text" attitude. Now, I'm not referring to small talk, regular mindless "what are you doing" chatter...I'm talking about during important conversations, special moments and especially, arguments. I think people are getting off easy when they don't actually have to talk AND listen. The question is: what respect could you have for another person if you refuse to actually speak to them like a human being?

If you're not careful, the sad reality is, texting can possibly ruin a promising relationship.

Bottom line: Let's get back to actually TALKING to each other and STOP hiding behind our keypads people.

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♦ M-I-YA-O! ♦ (in my Rick Ross voice)

The weather was beautiful, the atmosphere was beautiful, and by that I mean the oiled up men walking up and down the strip. I even found beauty in the schmedium elevator me and the besties stuffed ourselves and luggage in at our hotel. Even though our hotel room was the size of a closet, and we always had to fight to get extra towels (thank God for the bestie who speaks some Spanish)...I wouldn't change a thing about my trip to South Beach for Memorial Day weekend.

Being aware of my body type, and not wanting to look like an idiot, I was a little uneasy about the whole bathing suit thing. Yes I had been working out, crunching, squatting, pushing, all that...but I'm just never going to be a size 2. However, I was surprised to see a lot more out of shape women walking around proudly with their stomachs hanging over their bikini bottoms. I guess I was expecting the whole vibe to be more like a Jay Z music video (insert Big Pimpin), which thus explains my paranoid and self-conscious behavior prior to the trip. But, once I arrived, I realized how ridiculous and ludicrous my previously mentioned emotions were, stopped obsessing, and enjoyed the beautiful beach.

Despite the $150 to $200 being charged for WOMEN at some of the clubs (NO, we did not even think twice about maybe paying that crazy amount), I met great people, and had an amazing time with my best friends...whom I don't get to see as often since we live on different sides of the country. We drank huge margaritas...relaxed on the beach...went to some hot spots...and then watched the sun rise.

I even got to experience a first...a strip club in Ft. Lauderdale! Ok, ok, ok, the honest truth is me and the besties got sort of tricked into going by this up and coming rapper and his entourage after we partied it up one night. We assumed that "Hey, you want to go to this after party real quick at this other club" meant we'd be going to an after party at this club, that was no further than up the street or something (duh, right). Next thing I know, we're packing in this car like sardines, and getting on the highway. I must admit, usually I'm the more free-spirited one, but I seriously thought they were driving us to our deaths, and even asked them to show mercy if they were (they thought that was pretty funny and teased me about it)....but we only ended up at this tiny strip club, that was surprisingly packed at 5 in the morning...with fully nude women walking around freely (hence strip club I guess lol).

Ultimately, the whole experience was a little much for me, and I can't say I'll be eager to EVER go to a strip club again...but the guys were surprisingly nice, humble, attentive, and protective of us... and they drove us right back to our hotel afterwards. So basically, a possible crisis diverted!

I did expect to see a few more celebrities walking the strip...but after seeing the insane cavalry that followed when Chris Brown walked by as me and the girls ate lunch...I can't imagine how it would be with a whole heap of celebs. It was also quite a sight to see all the tricked out cars with rims almost the size of me! I was surprised to see how many of them were Disney themed though. **pause**

Overall, you know it's a good trip when...you don't want it to be over....you meet fun hardworking people from all over the country and world, and establish friendships. When you're dreading the end, you know all the money spent was well worth it. ..and even have a moment where you contemplate staying just one more day -- knowing you're broke as all get out!.


Bottom line → South Beach, Miami...Memorial Day Weekend...has officially been named an every year trip by me and the besties.......at least until one of us gets married and pregnant. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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