tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4239105391570009162024-03-12T22:55:36.626-05:00The Glamazon ChroniclesIt's a celebration bytches! It's about life its about love its about you its about me!! Celebrating life in all its wonderful glory, the good, the bad and the SLUTTY!OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.comBlogger216125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-39549348975440293182019-02-17T12:11:00.001-06:002019-02-17T22:13:55.039-06:00Center "It's been a long time since I left you a dope beat to step to..."
It's been 3 years since I last posted. As expected, life is different in every way. I don't even think people read blogs...I know I very rarely do. I don't even tweet... I just post pics on IG Stories all day lol ANYWAY that's not why I"m here.
I recently had this very weird revelation. I think some blacks and others struggle OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-70860138136503735602016-01-08T13:06:00.000-06:002019-02-16T22:40:45.153-06:00YES!!!!
I am just a mess of emotions today but not in a bad way.
This morning I woke up to a slight chill in the air, not cold enough to turn my
heat on or search for socks but just cold enough to notice that socks would
cure the problem but this blanket will have to do…maaaaybe
Anyway I woke up flooded with emotions but just full of
happy. I started reading Year of Yes
last night, it’s OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-20061626776806638142016-01-07T09:29:00.004-06:002016-01-07T09:30:07.170-06:00black girl magic on display "There's a secret language between black girls destined to move mountains and cross rivers when the world sometimes tells you to belong to the valleys that surround you." -Solange Knowles
OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-58793872350812611552016-01-06T23:08:00.002-06:002016-01-06T23:11:32.974-06:00hi
Something happen to me recently at work, it was racial. While I can’t prove it and would dare to
delve in the psyche that thinks racism or any ism is ok, gotta be really dark and
painful in there, I'm pretty confident it was issue of race. Anyway that incident
has jostled me out of my internet silence via blog.
To be honest I just haven’t had anything to say that I
thoughtOG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-61245707866942487252013-04-25T13:01:00.002-05:002019-02-16T22:40:14.714-06:00I'm a Grown Ass Woman OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-6707868145638271722013-03-20T18:58:00.000-05:002016-01-08T13:09:08.996-06:00The Good LIfe
Sometimes as I’m randomly doing something, like reading my
course chapters for my LSS Green Belt certification, the thought of how truly
blessed I am to live my life will float across the depths of my brain. The thought will then immediately send me
into a complete and utter feeling of gratitude to be blessed with the life I
have. And though I’m not saying I don’t
have trials and OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-68420869435113437412013-03-04T22:34:00.002-06:002013-03-06T16:28:27.171-06:00Beauty Appointment Epiphanies
I saw this quote the other day when I was at one of my numerous girl appointments. And all I could do is smile and agree. I think a lot of times, as women, we get caught up in the girl stuff. The hair, the nails, the everything (as in lashes, waxings, make-up that's beat to death, the clothes and the perfect shoe) becomes the focus of our happiness. And instead of letting our OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-32667318847402917952013-02-25T11:00:00.000-06:002013-02-25T16:10:38.420-06:00Mondays
It’s Monday… and unlike most folks I don’t dread
Mondays. Well I should say I don’t dread
them nearly as much as I use to, which is actually not a good thing. My assumption is that people hate Mondays so
much because they are the harbinger of the WORK week to come. They are so close to that lazy Sunday that the reality of getting back to the weekly grind of life
and workOG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-54619250162702469962013-02-22T01:19:00.002-06:002013-02-22T03:06:26.622-06:00Week 1 So I feel like I should disclose to you guys why I've begun blogging again. It's really funny but I have missed blogging for quite some time. However it seems that I just couldn't find my voice. When I would try to blog either there was nothing I was passionate enough about to make time to write or when I did write the words never quite ordered themselves in a way that made sense and they OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-9338480554580216232013-02-20T15:53:00.000-06:002013-02-22T03:14:02.642-06:00FIERCELY Interdependent It’s funny when I was a young 20 something coming into her
own. I waved my independence like a flag girl at a high school half-time show. Every time I would talk with my Auntie Linda,
my elder ear and sounding board for life, I was always telling her what I wasn't going to do for a man. Not that I hated
men, but at that point in my life I felt
that doing anything OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-57961091734235326682013-02-19T07:30:00.000-06:002013-02-22T03:06:01.320-06:00I Am the Result of My Grandmother’s Prayers
Saturday night, like the Houstonian and Beyoncé fan that I
am I tuned in to her HBO documentary, Life Is but A Dream. Being a longtime fan of Mrs. Carter, I was delighted
she let us in to see her life and her humanity.
I also was pleased to see that she is very aware of said humanity and
the fact that “To whom much is given, much is required.”
She also realizes that who she is,OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-66558224831489449272013-02-18T09:48:00.000-06:002013-02-22T03:05:33.101-06:00Guess Who’s Back?Hello young world! I’m sure no-one has noticed but I haven’t
been here. And I miss it… well I miss writing and here is where I usta do that.
Here is where I usta pontificate on things that resonated with me and work out
issues that blocked my growth. Here
was a place where I celebrated the victories in my life, mourned the defeats
and learned how to navigate some of lives most twisted pathsOG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-5333226410218359562012-10-01T21:27:00.002-05:002012-10-01T21:27:42.744-05:00Wise Words “Gratitude as a discipline involves a conscious choice. I can choose to be grateful even when my emotions and feelings are still steeped in hurt and resentment. It is amazing how many occasions present themselves in which I can choose gratitude instead of a complaint. I can choose to grateful when I am criticized, even when my heart still responds in bitterness. I can choose to speak about OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-72881377628166461772012-05-25T00:50:00.002-05:002012-12-22T22:50:37.460-06:00Sleep and Water
I was talking to Deus the other night and telling him he
needed more sleep and more water. He has
the more food thing down pat. But it’s funny to me that life is really so
simple. And we complicate it up with so many unnecessary things. I mean to live in this world the list of
things one needs physically is very short and while it seems like a lot more, the list of what we need to OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-27288989338033504502012-05-12T12:53:00.006-05:002012-05-12T14:22:17.263-05:00Bikram, Foot Stools, and Life
I ushered in my thirty-ninth birthday with one of my best
friends in life and her family. It was, what some would consider, an
underwhelming birthday. Me, the cutest two and five year old brother and sister
on this earth, and their parents over
peperoni pizza and a lit red velvet cupcake with the sweet voices of children
singing happy birthday. The atmosphere
filled with the OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-56345204303534110902012-04-29T10:28:00.000-05:002012-04-29T12:33:56.483-05:00Beginnings, Endings, and Closure
Last weekend, for my birthday, I spent an awesome time with
my new guy. He met me in Seattle and we
spent such an awesome time together. He
really has been great to me and he has helped my picture of happiness be
brighter. We’re in love and happy and
life is good.
Now fast forward to Friday, my phone rings and it’s the man
who I was sure was going to be the one. OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-25395953102043769222012-04-25T12:53:00.000-05:002012-04-26T23:28:10.801-05:00Peacefulwritten 4-17-12 (2 days before the big three nine)
Well here I am again. It seems this is how we always meet,
me starting the post with the obligatory “I’m sorry I don’t post more often”
line, which I will then follow up with “but
I’m gonna be better…” but the truth is right
now I don’t have a lot of sharing to do with the whole wide world (or world wide web). OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-29909526351606277842012-01-20T21:59:00.001-06:002012-01-20T22:14:10.541-06:00A New Year a Better Life
Man, the first month of 2012 is half way over and I’m just now getting a
chance to blog. Not that I’ve been here regularly or anything. Let’s see… I don’t
make resolutions however I do set goals and have growth points I'd like to reach. For me 2012 is
about simplifying my life. As of late I have been really conscious of my
consumption. I am a consumer….I have come to realize OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-37216618368193836512011-12-05T13:27:00.001-06:002011-12-05T13:27:56.430-06:00Please hand me my protection...
I have NEVER wanted so badly in my life to trust someone…. and
despite my attempts the universe tells me… no. I mean I don’t know what else to do. If you can’t trust someone you never can
really love that person because well how can you love someone and trust them
with your heart if you can’t TRUST them period…. This week was suppose to be
one FILLED with excitement and I woke up OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-61545304493312892252011-11-20T18:19:00.001-06:002011-11-20T18:33:33.745-06:00Love is MY Battlefield
“No matter who you love it is so simple a feeling, but it’s
everything”
Unlike many women, I am not in love with love. The sad fact is love and I have a complicated
relationship, it’s mostly one where I spend most of my time fighting it and its
affects on me. You see somewhere I
developed this view of loving as being something for the weak. I mean I get why, for OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-78805591566731802032011-11-14T17:38:00.001-06:002011-11-14T17:44:47.167-06:00Hi blogsphereI told myself I need to write more...I haven't. I've started lots of post and made some journal entries but really I have not been writing and to be honest I'm starting to grow tired of it but I also know its my cycle. Sometimes I don't write cause I have absolutely nothing to say not in this forum. Last time I wrote prolifically on here it was OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-79003161599872470192011-08-16T13:26:00.001-05:002019-02-16T22:40:14.744-06:00Stop thinking you are missing somethingWhen I was in undergrad I wanted to work for Enron sooooo bad. At that time Enron was the Google of the Oil & Gas world so to speak. OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-80462233135684371392011-07-19T11:25:00.003-05:002011-07-19T20:23:35.383-05:00Smile Because It HappenedI woke up this morning to the Today show, like I do every workday morning, playing on TV. Apparently watching the Today show is something only old broads do, as I was informed last night. The youth of America says young chicks don't watch the Today Show. Anyway, the cast of Entourage was on this morning and a tweet of Jeremy Piven's was mentioned by Matt. Piven said David Nutter told him when OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-64636717557824798482011-06-21T15:17:00.005-05:002011-06-23T21:35:44.927-05:00Checkin-In.... Checkin-Out“I trust in Love's timing and give it room for it to grow in all my relationships.” -somebody with good sense
This is my home… I haven’t really been back here much mostly because sometimes you gotta wonder and wander around the wilderness. I’m in a real weird space right now and here is definitely where I come to work that kinda thing out. Right now… I have a lot of feelings swirlingOG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-423910539157000916.post-52038369867548351642011-06-06T12:29:00.001-05:002019-02-16T22:40:14.689-06:00Soul AgreementSometimes I wake up with a HUGE smile on my face it’s because my heart is happy BUT then my head reminds me how the feeling is just temporary. My heart doth protest and then my head reminds my heart of its track record. My soul is not settled today and I know it’s because I can’t get my head & heart to agree. Actually my soul is not settled today which is probably why my head is OG, The Original Glamazonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17041450250560458185noreply@blogger.com0