Ok, write down this name:
He’s gonna be big soon. It’s just a matter of time. He is a teacher by day and a artist by night. A musical artist. He creates beats and occasionally raps on them (website to be up soon). Anyway, I was chilling at his house tonight and as usual, he was holed up in his “studio” (actually a room in his house) creating greatness. And he let me join in a little.
Listen.
Enjoy?
Comment.
Ok, this is my excuse for my hiatus from working out: my computer was in the shop. I very well couldn’t play the workouts without it. Ummm… ok.
Day 1 of my “change Ruthie” plan has begun. So far so good. This morning I did Insanity – Max Cardio Intervals. Just picking up where I left off. And seriously, I did kinda miss Mr. Shaun T. It was almost like seeing a long lost friend. It was good. And I feel good. After I almost died during it. Working out is good.
I plan to do two-a-days. Tonight I plan on doing some Brazil Butt Lift. Hip Hop Hurray!
Why am I documenting this Insanity of all Insanities (man, September 27 will get here fast)? Well, just for you to keep me accountable. A friend commented and said she wasn’t gutsy enough to put her goal list up. Well I put mine up because of my propensity to not do stuff I should. You know, procrastination and stuff. So now that it’s out in the abyss and people actually know, you all can help me.
Oh brother.
I do not have the best fashion sense. It’s close to the worst. I am not even close to as fashionable as my sister. Not. Even. Close. My friend, Farrah Aviva, is ridiculously stellar in that department too. Even now, I don’t really know how to buy clothes that look good together. Or whatever. Perhaps it’s the fact that I do not like shopping. I always seem to look like a mom or grandma. Or something. Hmmm….
Anyway, this is all about to change. I have a plan. Next year, I enter a new decade. This year, I want to exit in style. Literally and figuratively.
My plan? A total Ruthie makeover.
By my birthday, next month, I am going to be different, from the inside out.
I choose September 27th, the day before my birthday as my deadline.
This is what this will entail:
1) Inside – Spiritually - Getting closer to the Lord. I do tend to slack off, more often than not. My vow: full out, proper, complete devotions and time with Jesus. Every day.
2) Outside – Physically – I have slacked in the last couple of weeks with working out. Not any more. I will work out everyday and actually full out participate in a proper diet. Not restricting, just eating properly. My ideal weight is 130 and my real goal is to lean out my legs completely. Do not know if that is possible, but by September 27th, we will see. Any awesome personal trainers want to help me with this?
3) Outside – The coverups – I am going to put money aside until September 27th to revamp my whole wardrobe. I will give the majority of my old stuff to charity and start from scratch. I need someone with great fashion sense to help me build my wardrobe. And I’m talking properly. Who will it be? Think you can help me?
That’s my plan. Whatcha think? Doable? Crazy? Wanna help? Any suggestions? Prayers? Concerns?
Tell me what you think.
My mom is awesome. Too many reasons to name. But she loves the Lord and it shows. That’s a good enough reason.
And Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms everywhere.
Yes, we all know that my dream, passion, desire and every other strong “wanting” word is to be an actress. Practically since birth…
Every so often, this desire is fueled (is there a stronger word than fueled) by a movie or a TV show, or a play, making me wish I was an actress already and part of that specific movie or TV show.
God knows I have always wished that I was older and Caucasian, so I could be in the Sound of Music.
Anyway, Glee is doing that to me constantly. The musical aspect of the show is making me crazy. I LOVE MUSICALS. And when actresses like Kristin Chenoweth guest star and sing songs like One Less Bell To Answer / A House Is Not A Home (I have listened to this a billion times since last episode!) and Home (I mean, come on!), I am in awe.
And I am happy.
And I am sad, because it reminds me that I’m not there yet. Making a living doing what I love.
I hate Glee!
But I love it!
…or perhaps you didn’t know I had news.
But I do. That was what my very weak countdown was counting down.
Very weak.
Ok. Ok. I’ll tell you.
Drumroll please…..
I AM A NEW HOME OWNER
That’s right! I bought a house. I got the keys on April 15, 2010.
Well, actually, the bank owns it and I owe them my first born child.
But let’s pretend.
Yep, I thought it was about time I purchased.
I have lived on my own before, but that was for school. Out of school, I have always lived with the parents. There is absolutely NO reason to rent if I live locally. As opposed to other families who’s children leave the house precisely at 18, it’s basically disrespectful to do that in our culture. Why pay someone else to live in their house when the parents are around? No matter how old you are. Yes, I am 28.
Besides, my new home is a good 4 minutes away from the parents.
But now I have the mortgage and the whole nine yards.
Details: It’s a new building, so I’m grandfathered in (I can rent it out for the rest of my life, or as long as I own it). It’s a condo. My suite is the top floor penthouse suite, which is the fourth floor. I have two bedrooms and two full bathrooms, two balconies, hardwood floors and granite counters. And a view of the mountains. And of course, in suite laundry. It’s not the biggest place, but it’s not the smallest either. It’s perfect and I’m fond of it.
I do not have pictures yet. I will give this iPhone sneak peek and then when I’m all settled in, get my sister to take nice pictures. Don’t worry, I hope that will be soon. (Please excuse the mess)
Well, there you have it. Another chapter opened in my life. God is gracious. Without Him, nothing is possible. And definitely, this would not have been possible.
GOD IS GOOD!
19But my God shall supply all your needs
according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.
20Now unto God and our Father be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
Or shorter and skinnier.
And prettier.
And smarter.
I still remember fighting to be in the gifted section of my grade 4 class.
There were fellow students who were given extra work, like preparing a presentation on a country. I asked to do it too. On Nigeria. That’s the thing. I had to ask.
I have never been the very best at anything. Or the tallest. Or the shortest. Or the skinniest.
Growing up where I did, being different, it was hard.
The major representation of outer beauty did not match my outer beauty.
My skin was darker.
My lips were thicker.
My nose was wider.
My feet were bigger.
My chest was smaller.
My butt was a booty.
Yep, there were (and are) times when I was not happy with myself.
But God blessed me with my mom for a reason.
Because if there is one quote that I can attribute to her, one thing she has repeated throughout the years, it is this:
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
Psalm 139:14
But she always said it to me like this:
You are fearfully and wonderfully made.
When I remember that and appreciate it, I don’t mind that I’m not taller.
Or skinnier.
Or smarter.
Or prettier.
I am how He made me.
On my twitter, I have had this broke down, inconsistent countdown. But I haven’t told anybody what it is for. And this post will be no different. I am not telling just yet, but I am saying that the countdown is down to 5 days (as of Saturday). In 5 days, on Thursday April 15, I will reveal what this countdown is…counting down to.
How many times can I say countdown in one post?
Leave a comment and take a guess in regards to what will happen on Thursday, April 15, 2010.
Yesterday, Obama made history and passed the bill on healthcare reform. I will admit, I am not as educated on it as I should be. Or can be.
Furthermore, there are so many against it. Again, being a Canadian, I’m not exactly sure why people are not for it.
What is your take?
Also, what is your take when people comment about how “Christian America” can be against it?
This might cause some drama.
But, inquiring minds would like to know.
Well, my inquiring mind would, at least.
Death is a part of life. We all know that as soon as we start living, we start dying. However, that does not make it easier when we hear of someone dying.
I have been blessed in that I have not known too many people that have died and nobody in my immediate family. This is a contrast to my parents who knew death early and close. But I have known some people who have died. Recently it was my favourite professor from grad school (last year) and most recently, as in today, I learned of a cruise ship friend that just passed away. Right now, I don’t the cause, but I know I can’t believe it.
The thing is, with these last two deaths, I was able to speak with the two people pretty recently before it. Even though we didn’t speak that often. And that’s what make it weird – the saying, “but they were fine yesterday.”
I don’t even know where this post is going. It’s just a weird thing to wake up to, the news of someone’s passing.
This post is dedicated to C.G. – Rigger and his family and friends. Blessings to all who knew him. He was a great friend.