The other day, I was out waiting on my BFF AGAIN!!! (always late!). I has having a cocktail, when my ears tuned into a conversation between two women next to me.
It seemed the one chick – let’s call her Debbie (all names have been changed). Though I don’t really know her but I thought it was cool to say that. Anyway seemed Debbie was about to embark on an affair. Or perhaps was already cheating.
The lover had invited Debbie on an outing. The conversation went something like this:
Debbie: Omg yes, so he’s invited me on an outing on his yacht (it was just a boat, but yacht sounds better).
Friend: Omg that’s exciting! What are you going to do?
Debbie: Well, he wants me to drive an hour to meet him. He’s going to pick me up from there and drive another hour to spend the day on his boat. He’s flying on (owns a private jet).
Friend: Wow! That’s crazy. But I’m so jealous.
Debbie: Well, yes. I am going to leave home like I am going to work, but going to stop at a friends house to get dressed. I also need a wax and my hair done. Oh! I should probably get a mani and pedi too!
Debbie: I went shopping today for an outfit. I hope he doesn’t think I am going to have sex. Like I am just flirting. What are you doing? Want to come?
Friend: Dayum! I can’t I work. I would have totally gone.
Debbie: Well, I am thinking I’ll drive to train station and take train. Oh wait, better if I have my car so I can leave when I want to.
Friend: True, very true. You don’t want to be stuck there.
Debbie: Right. I’ll take my car. That way when it’s time to go it’s time to go. On way back I”ll meet friends out for drink so I have an alibi.
Friend: Good thinking.
Debbie: (Checks phone) Oh he just cancelled.
Debbie: Thank god. I wasn’t going nowhere, but it was fun while I thought I was.
Me: Insert thinking and LMFAO emoji here.
Phfew! I was exhausted by the end of that convo. Like this is too much work for a possible piece of ass.
So my question is: Is the sneaking around, planning, and lying even worth it. Like shit I am beat thinking about it?
I am just too old for this. It is too much work. How do you keep the lies in order? And at my age, like really, if I am going to cheat he better be paying a huge bill or buying me gifts or something or other.
Like I get it folks! Sometimes the excitement of something new is so overwhelming. And though we are the most intelligent (supposedly) species we are also just animals when it comes to sex. Actually, worst. Some animals stick to their sexual partner for life!
I guess when you’re younger its easier. When we are younger we can be very self centered, not thinking of anyone else about ourselves and feeling entitled to what we want. But as I’ve gotten older I have learned several things:
Karma is a fucking bitch.
Treat everyone with kindness.
Your conscience will not let you sleep at night.
But again no judgement here, because at the end of the day anyone can fall into the trap. And quite frankly it is exciting!! And sometimes at the end of the day, it could be worth it. They say the grass is not necessarily greener on the other side, but what happens when your partner is not watering your grass? I would have taken the yacht to find greener grass!
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Hey my loves! So because I just recently went away to South Beach, I did a survey on www.instagram.com about solo travel! I was so disappointed that a whopping 67% of you would NOT travel alone. Solo travel is like the best thing ever!
So I am here to give you some pros about traveling solo and tips on how to make your solo vacation a success!
Listen, I love a group vacation. But we all know if the vibe and dynamics are not there, group vacations can be ..hmmm…
TEDIOUS! COSTLY! SOMETIMES, A WASTE OF TIME!
I’ll give you a couple of examples. We used to take lots of family vacations together. Ranging in age from 3 to 82. One year we all went to Florida. About 10-12 of us. When it came to going out to eat, it never occurred to us to go out to eat with our respective family units and then meet up afterwards for whatever activity.
We basically spent more time deciding where we were going, then actually enjoying each other’s company. And then many restaurants couldn’t handle our group, so we wasted a lot of time deciding and not doing.
There’s also the group vacation you take with a group of girlfriends or guys. Right? Who’s tired? Who didn’t bring enough to wear? Who is a picky eater? Who is counting pennies? I mean the list is endless.
And the reality is hanging out with your friends back home for a few hours is V E R Y different than spending an entire week on vacation together. I’ve only had two vacations with friends that were MEMORABLE! Out of many.
Hence, why I L O V E solo trips! Here are my top 5 reasons why I like traveling alone:
You can do W H A T E V E R fancies you. Eat when you want, sleep when you want, sightsee what and when you want.
You can have the room all to yourself. And if you meet someone and want to bring them back – you MOST definitely can (hey, it happens!)
You don’t have to share your clothes, swimsuits or toiletries or money! (We all have that one friend!)
You don’t have to split the bill evenly even when you just had a salad or a drink. LOL.
You don’t have to do anything – you can lay on a beach, listening to your tunes, reading, meditating, napping, without having to engage in mindless chatter. Silence can be golden at times, something we don’t enjoy enough of.
Here are 5 tips for making your solo trip a success:
Before you leave do some research (ask friends, read blogs, etc.) about some things you should do while there or places to see. Or just wing it and explore!
Make sure you pack a book, magazine and journal – if you feel self conscious about being alone, these are always good props to have when dining solo or hanging on beach solo – makes you look occupied and/or important. LOL. You can always use the journal to write about the experiences you’re having.
Don’t take drinks from strangers. LOL, no but seriously, don’t. This is how people go missing and get trafficked. I’m real serious.
If you’re paranoid like me because you watch too many crime shows – DON’T walk around alone at night or through dark alleys. Stay in well lit areas around lots of people. I mean you wouldn’t walk through dark alleys at home, right?
Trust your intuition when it comes to meeting people. I hung out with some guys at the https://fontainebleau.com/ in Miami and their vibe was so chill and laid back versus the guy who approached me at the door. He kept insisting and coming over inviting us to their bed (by the pool that is) and I was just like nahh! We’re good. They could have been perfectly fine, but I wasn’t trying to find out otherwise.
Anyway, I think EVERYONE should take a solo trip or two in their lifetime. It’s a great way to spend some time alone with yourself and get more comfortable in your skin. It’s a practice in being present.
There is nothing more grounding (I think) than spending a day alone at the beach or sitting at an outdoor cafe – you are more in tuned with everything and everyone around you because you’re not distracted by friends and chatter. Listen, I love my friends, but I also love my own company.
So go ahead, book that solo trip ASAP! and then tell me all about it.
Hi my loves! I am back! My quick little trip to Miami was fantastic! I can’t say enough about South Beach. There’s just something about that town. I know people are like “Oh God, bitches go to Miami and this is all they talk about for months!” Well for good reason I think!
Has it changed over the course of my years visiting? Absolutely! But, I still love it. I love that everything and anything goes in Miami. I was there for two nights and I have to say I made sure to enjoy every second of it.
I remember about 15 years ago, (Yes I am aging myself, but who gives a shit? Not I!!!), Miami was a lot more BOU-gee than today! 85% of the people down there were fit and beautiful and took lots of care in their appearance.
Many locals got to mingle with international tourists and if you didn’t go with some kind of bank you weren’t going to have the same experience! (of course, guys this was MY experience, but I would love to hear about yours)
People were so put together and beautiful that people watching was a sort of soft porn. Like really! From the bartenders to the servers to the hosts at the restaurants to the random guy riding on a bike down Ocean Drive – they were all fit!
Even the 77 year old I met like 15 years ago was dashing and debonair with his white hair and white suits! Oh! and let’s not forget the COPS! I think it must be a requirement that you’re fit and good looking to become a cop in South Beach.
Anyway, I am a people watcher so I loved watching all these beautiful people waking by – back and forth, back and forth. They reminded me of the stingrays swimming back and forth, back and forth in Belize. No lie!
Even though all the eye candy was fun back then, I love SOBE more now. Why? I love it because NOBODY!, I mean N O B O D Y seems to feel self conscious in Miami. Nobody seems to have any hangups about their bodies or clothing or who they are with or going solo.
It feels to me as if people of all genders, ages, races, and sizes go to SOBE and transform themselves.
Women and men strut around with such confidence in their wigs and heels, coverups and bright ass speedos, young and old as if they didn’t have a care in the world.
Even better is the fact that nobody seems to judge. I can sit in front of Mangos (MY FAVORITE PLACE!!!) www.mangos.com/miami/ and just watch as the crowds walk by for hours.
SOBE is the place to go if you want to get lost for a few days. If you want to disappear and just breathe. Pretend to be someone else or just be yourself. It doesn’t matter.
I stayed at the Whitelaw Hotel www.whitelawhotel.com/. It was my second time there. Located on Collins and 8th. A block from Wet Willies (not a fan but Hey! Call A CAB!) and the News Cafe – Gianni Versace’s breakfast spot and a couple blocks from Mangos (.
The hotel is cute and swanky. They belong to the South Beach Group https://www.southbeachgroup.com/en/home/ and sponsor a free happy hour from 6-7pm everyday in all their hotels. I would definitely stay there again.
But anyway, Ocean Drive is not the only place to people watch. You can do it all over SOBE, even on Collins Avenue where you can find any number of cute bars and restaurants with outdoor seating like the Bacon Bitch https://www.baconbitch.com/ which sponsors a fine menu of bacon inspired dishes and asks you if you’re the Main Bitch? Side Bitch? Naked Bitch? Extra Bitch? and several other bitches?
I’m Extraaaaaa…lol…Hey! Extra is what got us into the Fountainbleau pool party on Saturday. As I dressed my daughter asked, “Mom, You’re wearing that to a pool?”
I was like, “We are not going to a pool, we are going to the Fountainbleau!” and so I rolled up in there like the bou-gee chick I totally am NOT! but it got us a bed and some drinks and MORE importantly we met some pretty awesome guys who shared their bed and their bottles with us.
A smorgasbord of people from all walks of life intertwined with local SOBE-ers and Floridians just soaking up the sun, eating good food, and living their best life.
It’s a skip, hop and $250 (approx.) airplane ride away from the cold, dirty streets of NJ and it literally is like stepping into another world.
So if you haven’t been, please go check it out! And if you have let me know when you want to go back! I’m in there.
Because living your best life doesn’t require a lot. Only requires the thing that you love or moves you or gives you joy -anything from sleeping a weekend away watching Netflix and drinking wine, or doing having a self care day, or reading a favorite book for hours. Or visiting distant places.
Living your best life is one in which you get joy from the little and big things and you take care to not deprive others from living theirs. So tell me how are you living your best life?
Hey Happy Memorial Day Weekend! So recently I reconnected with an old friend from high school. When I was a freshman he was a senior and I was completely smitten.
I mean the biggest crush, but I behaved like all boys and girls who have a crush. Instead of trying to actually get him to like me, I probably did everything in my power to annoy the shit out of him. LOL. High school crushes!
Anyway, not that it mattered after all I was raised by a single Dominican mom and so that’s all I could do! Crush on him!
Plus, it didn’t help that I was the latest bloomer ever and this guy looked like such a grownup to me. He didn’t even look my way while in school. Though he will insist he did.
Fast forward few years later. I walk into a club, all grown up (well, 19 and yes I had a fake ID) and as I walked across the room, who did I see? Yes. Him! My high school crush. My heart skipped a beat!
Now, I was still in the process of blooming – apparently my body had not caught up with all the other girls. But I happened to be coming from a fashion show (local) and was all dolled up and I felt very grown up.
Isn’t it amazing what a mask (make up, hair and clothes) will do to your confidence? I strutted into that club like I was still on the runway.
And when our eyes met, instead of rushing over and swooning at his feet (like I wanted to), I looked at him coyly (I don’t know where I learned to), gave him my best smile and walked to the bar.
Anyway, this is not the point of this blog. We hung out a couple of times and shortly after we each went our way. He wasn’t ’bout that life back then and the girls who had fully bloomed were apparently no competition for me.
In all fairness, I wasn’t ’bout that life either. I was just starting to spread my wings, test waters, and break rules at home. (You guys know that doesn’t go over well if your mom’s Dominican!)
The point of this blog is that over the years we reconnected a few times via social media. He no longer lived in area. And life had gone on for the both of us. Marriages, kids, divorces, work, etc.
Anyway we just recently reconnected AGAIN! And we happen to both be single but living thousands of miles and an ocean apart. It’s been exciting talking to him and building this mental relationship via texting and WhatsApp. Let me tell you cyberspace and social media are great for creating the perfect person in your head. I mean I imagine him larger than life still.
But I also realize that cyberspace is just that – cyberspace. It’s kind of not reality. No actually it’s not reality. So I was talking to a friend and we were saying how I could be completely disappointed when I meet him again. He could be a totally different person (personality wise).
I won’t lie I mean it’s been over 20 years since I’ve seen this guy. I was a kid back then and as far as I am concerned, he was unattainable and LARGER THAN LIFE!
Now, I’m wondering if I’ll have the same reaction when I see him or will I see him and be like “Oh, what was the big deal?”
When I was younger he seemed so – BIG! (get your minds out the gutters..LOL ). He seemed so worldly and impressive and strong. I felt young and naive, like a little girl.
But as I’ve grown older and I’ve had so many different experiences and been exposed to so much, I’ve learned a lot and have raised the bar when it comes to dating. I know I am not so easily impressed anymore. It takes more than a meal and a drink to catch and keep my attention.
When I was younger, I had a certain “type” I gravitated towards, they had to be tall, dark and handsome (what a stupid cliche). And all superficial. Again you live and learn.
Now, I am okay with a guy that is not so tall or not that fit as long as he brings other important qualities to the table like chivalry and mental stimulation. Someone who treats me and others well! Kindness goes a long way.
I am not sure what I expect when I meet this guy again in the flesh, but chances are he won’t seem as larger than life as he did back then. But then again I am sure I won’t seem so either.
Thanks for stopping by, loves! Hope you enjoyed!!
DISCLAIMER: I don’t have any new photos of me because my photographer/slash friend just doesn’t love me anymore…LOL…no but really I know you guys are so visual so I am working on them! (I don’t know why but I love disclaimers!)
Disclaimer: As you will be able to tell this blog was written on Friday. Due to my daughter’s baby shower it just sat waiting to be revised. Hence, the Happy F-ing Friday! LOL
This week I was completely enchanted (good word) when:
I walked into a bar and someone who follows my blog came up to me and was like “What the hell?!?! You haven’t posted a blog since May 10!!” It was May 15th. She continued on to say that she went onto the blog at work looking forward to a new post and was totally disappointed not to find one. (Insert tear here).
MY blog guys! She looked forward to MY blog. I feel like this officially makes me a blogger!!!!
2. I was speaking with a co-worker who I invited to read my blog back when I started. She never mentioned it. After a seriously rough day at work (I recognize I am blessed, but still it was rough) she said, “OMG, Ms. Formentin!” She still calls me that making me feel all old and shit.
Anyway, she was like “I have been reading and following your blog and I love it!
“I especially like the one about the guy with the socks.” LOL. She said it is so relatable and “I love how you express yourself.” (insert second tear here)
Both of these made my day and it reminded me that I need to be more consistent with my blog. And so here I am! Because it really is all about connecting with people. The images, the followers, the comments – THOSE are all secondary, maybe even third on the list of why and how I want to grow this thing.
Anyway, so here I am! Happy FUCKIN Friday! Yes, HAPPY FUCKIN Friday! What a week!!
I need to talk to you guys about our kids! Kids growing up now. Little boys and girls. The little monsters that we are creating!
As you all know I am educator. I am in my 13th year of teaching. Three years longer than I originally anticipated.
I’ve taught 1st, 3rd, 4th and 5th grades.
I’ve taught in urban and suburban schools.
Over the span of my thirteen years in teaching, I have witnessed what I describe as an epidemic decline in the integrity of our children. This is manifesting itself as a severe lack of empathy for others. I know I sound dramatic, but that’s because this current situation is serious.
Every year, educators all over the world, face behavioral challenges in their classroom. Author included. However, I have never experienced some of the issues like the ones this year. Challenges is definitely an understatement.
These kids are downright rude, disrespectful, inconsiderate and mean. BULLIES!!! (Another disclaimer: Not all of them. A select few.) .
They have no fear of authority. They talk back. The mock. They mimic. They hit. They gossip. They walk out of classrooms. Talk about teachers to their face. They want to have the last word.
OMG! I am a grown ass woman and let me tell you I still fear my mom. These kids do not care. And they will tell you.
I don’t care about my grades.
I do it because I want to.
I do it because I can.
She’s so annoying and ugly. (Talking about a sub)
You’re a ________________ (insert N word here). (Yes, the “N” word!!! At the 4th grade level.)
This is boring.
I just want to go home.
The responses run the gamut. I’ll tell you what, had I ever responded this way to any adult and it got back to my mom, you best believe I would not be here today. Back then it was a community affair – that saying, “It takes a village to raise a child.”
My brothers grew up in the Dominican Republic. I remember one time they were acting up on the way home – I don’t know what. But I do remember that by the time they got home, my uncle had heard about it and he took a branch right to them in the alleyway. Yup. Community affair.
The crazy thing is I can’t even blame the kids today because as we all know this is LEARNED behavior. Kids are born with a clean slate. Yes, some traits are inherited but we also know most traits are learned.
Who are the real culprits here? Parents! Parents in combination with technology are single- handedly ruining this generation of children. And I believe it is going to get worse before it gets better.
As parents we are so wrapped up in whatever it is we wrap ourselves up in – careers, fitness, homes, making money, travel, socializing – that we forget that our single most important job is – OUR KIDS! If you’ve been blessed to have them. Raising them, loving them, protecting them.
Clothing and putting a roof over their heads does not make us parents. Loving alone does not make us parents. Making sure our kids go to school does not make us parents.
Parenting involves talking to our kids and engaging in conversation. Listening attentively without the phone in our hand. Being present. Listening to both the spoken and unspoken words. Modeling behavior like speaking properly, helping the elderly, volunteering, kindness, dressing age appropriately. The list is endless.
We think that because kids are absorbed in their technology that they are not paying attention to us, when in reality, I feel like they are way more aware. It’s like the brain is soaking up the conversations around them and being filed for later use.
Have you ever had a conversation with let’s say your best friends while your child is playing on an iPad or smart phone nearby? You think your kid is completely absorbed paying you no mind.
A few weeks later your kid will ask something like, “Who got arrested?” or “Oh, like daddy’s friend who went to jail?” You’re like mouth-wide-open because you swore at the time he wasn’t paying attention.
THIS IS TRUE STORY. My grandson Max did this. He will bring things up a week or two later that he subconsciously listened to and stored.
It’s the same thing with behavior. You may think that when you are cursing out the salesperson because they were rude or disrespectful or just having a bad day, that you’re teaching your kid to defend himself, when what you’re actually modeling is to be rude and disrespectful. If you’re not explaining why you are doing what you’re doing, and this is your pattern, it becomes their pattern.
What do you think happens when you call that kid’s teacher and lie that the child was sick and that’s why he didn’t finish his work? But in reality he was fine. The child learns to lie, to make excuses, to not take responsibility for anything because his parents got his back.
Your children spend a good portion of their day in the classroom with teachers, other adults and other kids.
There is nothing uglier to me than that kid that E V E R Y O N E knows because of his shitty behavior. Parents THIS is NOT cute. Start modeling the behavior that you want to see. You want an honest child, don’t lie. You want chivalrous young men, open doors. You want a classy daughter, don’t be twerking and then posting that shyt on social media.
Look I am not and haven’t been a perfect parent. We all make mistakes. But as we grow older and we see this overwhelming inundation of technology and the effects it is having on our children, we need to be more mindful of the things we say and do in front of our children.
Because once that foundation is rooted, it becomes twice as difficult to undo.
Just don’t be the parent with the a*@hole kid!
This is one of my favorite quotes about kids! We have no idea how we damage our kids…
“All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.” ― Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven
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