VernetteOutLoud

Truth be told…

*office phone rings*

Me: Good day. How may I help you?
Caller: Hi Vernette, Bob* here.
Me: Hi, Bob. What’s up?
Bob: So am…about that thing on Sunday. D hike nuh. Did any sexy, older…um mature…no middle-aged sexy ladies attend?
Me: …..Bob is this a serious question? *most disgusted tone*
Bob: uuuh…Yes.
Me: Look Bob, I don’t have time for this. You have a good day.

Click.

*name changed so as not to shame the obviously-crazy person.
True story.
Happened today.

I just had to share this. Bob* is very lucky I wasn’t riding a high horse today, because that conversation would have ended far worse than that.

Onward to my “One Word” Update.

So it’s been six months since I’ve done a “One Word” update. The same update I committed to write on the 15th of every month for the rest of the year. HA! SO much for stick-to-it-tive-ness right? It’s been a tumultuous six months and even though I may have had a good reason at the time for not doing an update…if I’m honest with myself, the reason behind the “good” reason is that I was lazy. Plain and simple. Just lazy.

However, I have been living my “one word” – TRUTH.

Truth has been the at the centre of my relationships, interactions and how I love myself. I may not have been writing about it, but I have been living it. And that makes me grateful for having this “one word” to focus on.

Over the last six months, I have been tapping into how I really feel about situations, people and life and I have been trying to align this truth to my actions. I have been having more authentic experiences and that has made a huge difference in how I perceive the world I live in.

Yes, at times, my choices have pissed those closest to me off, but this has only been for a short time. As I live a more authentic life, I’m ultimately making my world a better place and thus positively affecting those around me. My light can only shine if I am walking in truth. Win/Win as far as I’m concerned.

I have a couple difficult conversations I need to have and I’ve decided that I must have them during the next four months and I will allow only truth to guide them.

Look out for my next update on September 15th. To read updates from other bloggers click here!

I miss you every day

Gloria Amelia Superville May 05, 1947 – August 07, 2010 “My soul magnifies the Lord, and my Spirit rejoices in God my Saviour” Luke 1:46-48

Gloria Amelia Superville
May 05, 1947 – August 07, 2010
“My soul magnifies the Lord, and my Spirit rejoices in God my Saviour”
Luke 1:46-48

Aunty Marilyn called yesterday to say that today will be a beautiful day and that we – Trudy, Maurice and I – are in her heart and prayers. It is a beautiful day. August 7th, three years ago was a Saturday…nice and sunny, just like today. Well it started nice and sunny…it’s raining now and I suppose this fits my mood perfectly. I miss you every day.

Rainy days always make me smile. It was you who encouraged my love for the rain because you loved it too. You never said no, when there was a downpour and we wanted to play/bathe in it…you would join in the game too. Because you were awesome like that. Just so you know the shower right now…would have warranted some hot tea after.

We had a Mass for you this morning and even though I knew the intention was going to be for you, I still felt like I was shot when I heard your name being said. Then I felt that familiar lump in my throat and my eyes filled with tears. I miss you every day.

I thought about Confirmation at Mass and what you said to Trudy and I afterward, that if you didn’t live to see us on our wedding days you knew what we would look like. I wish now that I could go back to that night and hug you just a little tighter. For the record, Trudy had orange beading on her wedding dress…who could have seen that one coming right?

I said to a friend of mine last Saturday that losing your mother is a loss you just don’t get over. It forces you to grow up. And she asked me what does that mean “growing up”? I was tempted to say, “Who feels it knows it” and only then can one understand what that means. But instead, I said that losing you has made me stronger and more vulnerable all at the same time. This was the short, tactful answer.

I close my eyes now and I think about you, I see you always there, encouraging me, listening to me, cheering for me. I see you staying up and with me as I studied; you would say, I may not be able to help but my presence is all that matters, right? And it was. I see you listening, truly listening as I talked about all the things that happened during my day. I see you working hard and making sacrifices and from that I learned the value and difference between needs and wants. Mummy, I miss you being there. One of the hardest things to come to terms with is when I have good news to share, there is no you to call. I always think first about you.

I miss you, every day.

And while most days, I usually keep my grief to myself, not today. Today I will not hide.

I miss you mummy every day.

Somehow though, I feel closer to you now. I understand things about you that I didn’t or probably couldn’t before because there was no “space” to think about those things. You filled that space. Now that you’re gone, I can see your influence and tenderness in my life more than ever…the good things, they remain. I am grateful for your love because it is that which continues to bless, comfort and encourage me.

I miss you mummy. EVERY DAY.

Too hot to handle

Got MILK?

Got MILK?

p.s. I’m pretty sure I suck at NaBloPoMo!
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I’m participating in BlogHer’s NaBloPoMo Challenge for the month of August:

NaBloPoMo August

You can check out other entries here: NaBloPoMo August

Would you want to be known as hot?

The way you make feel

Trini men are very vocal with their appreciation for the female form. One cannot walk down the street without someone making some comment or compliment depending on how you see the glass. Empress. Sexy. Reds. I hear them all and then some. Most times I simply ignore…it is almost a fact of life.

I’m sure if I asked the average man in the street “what makes a woman hot?” the responses will be more about physical attributes than the actual person. This tells me that it is not really about the person but how one might feel when one sees a pretty face or nice lips. Something about what you see…triggers a “feeling” man-speak for turns you on.

What makes a man hot to me…confidence. I know it by the way he makes eye contact. The way he walks and the set of his shoulders. Muscles, a fit body and a nice ass works too.

But I think MJ (may he rest in peace) says it best…

…I know this is a short-cut using MJ like this, but I’m tired and I’m determined to stay true to this month’s NaBloPoMo challenge. So first post for the week accomplished…and you get to enjoy an oldie but goodie. Win/Win!

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I’m participating in BlogHer’s NaBloPoMo Challenge for the month of August:

NaBloPoMo August

You can check out other entries here: NaBloPoMo August

Please feel free to share

what you think makes a woman hot below.
Is it something physical, an intangible personality trait,
or something else entirely that labels a person as hot?

When it's cold outside…

John Legend, Coffee & Hugs.

Preferably John Legend hugging me while I sip some coffee. *sigh*

A girl is allowed to dream when she’s cold right?

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I’m participating in BlogHer’s NaBloPoMo Challenge for the month of August:

NaBloPoMo August

You can check out other entries here: NaBloPoMo August

Please feel free to share
how you like to warm up when you’re cold below.