All posts tagged Body

Feel it and write it.

When I started blogging it was for my soul. To relinquish the bad juju that was hovering around my heart and in my brain. A means to therapy for my brokenness and the way I made some fabulous friends. Friends who stood with me during court battles even though they weren’t there. Friends who offered virtual hugs no matter what time of day I tweeted bad news or frustration at my situation. Today spending time with my Monkey, it dawned on me why I did this to begin with.

To share my story.

There was a time when I wrote just about being a single Mom in the healing process…that was my story.

Then I wrote about dating as a single Mom and all the bullshit that comes of it…more of my story.

Today my story is haven fallen in love with the Boyfriend and raising my Monkey with him.

Somewhere in between there, I started making a little side cash with my writing. Copy editing jobs and social media management jobs came my way, along with a few paid posts here and there – thanks to some phenomenal networks and then at today’s event that was indeed sponsored by a brand, I realized that these things were a part of my story. Sharing in family activities with other bloggers and experiencing a high from knowing that they were sharing stories while creating new ones. Read more…

Today I am Blue.

Mama is no stranger to the BIG D¬†and well I’ve never been a shy to share it. It’s that sharing that has helped me gain some insight into the changes I need to make. It’s helped me find the doors I need to close and the windows I need to open and jump through. One of those windows, has been getting my booty to the gym on a regular basis and making moves to be healthier all around. Mama who wrote about how horrible it was to think about paying for the gym, is now a full fledged gym persona.

Mr. Awesome has called me a Gym Rat. I am there four to five days a week. I have weight to lose. I have baggage to toss. I have a lot of work left to do on me as a whole… Read more…

Let’s Get Naked People!!!

I love being naked. Like seriously naked. On nights when the Monkey is either my Mama or with the Bio there is nothing stopping me from running around the house sans clothing. However would I get naked on the street like I once did when I streaked Santa Monica Pier on a dare? That would be an emphatic…MAYBE.

Here’s the thing…

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