… a lil’ romance now and then.


It was a little perturbing to me, to read on Twitter how little faith women had in men when it comes to wooing, or rather, when it comes to being romantic.

Perhaps it’s simply luck that I have oft been privileged to have experienced the

blushing, the butterflies, and the embarrassment (if I may say so) of a romantic ‘nothing’, ‘something’, ‘everything’.

So after hearing the ladies complain – “Men don’t know what it is to be romantic” – and the men saying “Women don’t appreciate the small things that we do.” I felt it was my ‘duty’ to write about it… the answer to a post featured on my dear friend and fellow blogger Mamachel‘s site. (READ POST HERE)

I’ve decided to share it with you, my readers, so you can give your two cents on the subject and perhaps share your personal experiences with your loved ones. What do you do to show someone that you care? And what IS romance anyway?

Check out Mamachel’s page and read my guest post FOUND!!! ALIVE & WELL: A LITTLE THING CALLED ROMANCE

Until next time…


About A Boy… A Cowboy

Relationships are hard!

It is only in recent times that I’ve been open to love. Of course, like every little girl growing up, I’ve always been in love with the idea of being in love, but have never actually opened myself up to it.

This post has been a few months coming… though I’m not quite sure what took me so long to write it. Maybe I felt as if, if I said it out loud or revealed it to the public forum that is the world-wide web, I would somehow jinx it…

I’m in love… with a cowboy.

About fifteen years ago or so, this fellow moseyed into my life. But at the time I had no clue that those childhood moments of roaming the streets of Hope Pastures and swimming in a water tank, would somehow bring me to this point. Who would have thought that the exchange of letters, back and forth would ignite in two people a connection that led them to be reunited over a decade after they had lost touch? From snail mail to Facebook, I can no longer deny what began so many years ago, puppy-love between two adolescents, has now reared its head as the perfect match of two grown, mature adults.

I smile every time I think about him… the dimple in his left cheek… the way he grabs my face to kiss it, as if he missed me terribly, and didn’t do the very same act only moments before… the way he steals a quick stroke of my leg while he’s driving, right before he changes the gear.

And me? I catch myself watching him while he sleeps… wondering what it would be like to kiss him, though I already know… trying to figure out what else I could possibly do to make him happy, because I want him to be happy – and he assures me, he is.

He is supportive and honest; nurturing and protective; gentle, yet firm; a planner, a thinker, a go-getter, and I admire him immensely.

It’s the first time I’ve truly been content, smiling to myself because I know what a ‘catch’ I have, and can clearly see the blissful future that awaits us, though be it far down the line…  and he too appreciates that I am quite a ‘catch’ as well, and am everything that he wants a woman… his woman to be.

So why then do women (like me) try to do things to jeopardise their happiness?

It’s as if I do or say terrible things as a means of ‘pinching myself’ to see if it’s true. Well, let me tell you, I got a helluva reality check last night and this morning, and there shall be no more pinching!!!

Even with my fight-picking, he forgives. He doesn’t easily reconcile, but he’s not afraid to call me on my BS or to “hurt my feelings”, after all, he has feelings too.

I’m definitely learning an important lesson on what it is to share, be thoughtful, giving, respectful and caring about someone other than yourself… because it’s crystal clear to me at this moment, that I am not in this [relationship] alone.

And for the first time I don’t get what I want, and it’s okay… but I will get what I truly deserve – a good man.

Why St Valentine’s Day??


It’s been ages since I’ve written a blog post. I’m SO disappointed that I can’t be as dedicated as I’d like 😦

Well, Valentine’s Day has just drawn to a close, and since early Monday morning, a slew of hateful words about this supposedly special day, hit Twitter like wildfire.

This is not a post to bash Valentine’s Day. Admittedly, I’m not really a huge fan. I’ve never been the mushy type, the sentimental type, the lovey-dovey kinda gal. I don’t think a man should spend ridiculous amounts of money on flowers that after two days are gonna die. Red and white teddy bears should never have been manufactured, and all need to be burned. Dinner or chocolates, I can do… once I can eat it, I doan have a problem with it… money well spent.

But back to the issue at hand… Despite me not celebrating Valentine’s Day, I DO believe in love. So, I don’t get why some people seem to absolutely LOATHE a day meant to celebrate love. The way I see it, when you ‘fight out’ love, or rather things pertaining to love, you end up with NO love.

Some men debate that  they show their girl how much they care all year round. They don’t need a special occasion to buy gifts, or take their woman out to dinner. Kudos to you. All men however, are NOT you. And many (sad to say), need that gentle reminder that is Valentine’s Day. And for women, whose relationships appear to fall into the same routine from one day to the next? Yea, they need it too.

Not all relationships are fortunate enough to always be exciting, to always have a ‘spark’. For some, V-Day is the ‘buil’ back’… the day when you can make up for all the things you may have ‘done wrong’ during the year… the day when you’re CERTAIN to get sum LOVIN’!

And ladies, you’re not exempt from reciprocating these acts of ‘love’ either. When last did you make dinner, give him a massage, rub his  feet? You’re not the only one who wants to feel special y’know.

So like I was saying… Valentine’s Day has it’s place. That is all…

P. S. – I have to give a special shout out to the Cowboy, who sacrificed watching the Superbowl with his friends to take me to lunch, and a chick flick – that was our Valentine’s Day… Thank you babe… you’re blog post is up next. 😉


photo: Dwayne Watkins

Season’s Greetings to you all!!! And a wonderfully merry Christmas!

God is good. I’ve been blessed with wonderful friends, a family full of personality, and good health – what more could I ask for?

Last night we had our annual Christmas dinner at my mum’s house, with family and friends who are family… I wish that I could invite you all to experience it! We do a potluck dinner… about 30 of us gather on Christmas Eve to eat, exchange gifts and be merry.Ma belly still full!

There was SOOOOOOOO much food, laughter, story sharing… we’re actually a pretty wild bunch!

I’m usually a Scrooge at this time of year… not quite sure why. But, it’s like I’ve had a revelation and I feel for once this season of ‘giving’ has shown me all the things in my life that I am thankful for….

I’m thankful for my parents, who though separated for the past 20 years, still ‘live good’ and can enjoy each other’s company and do nice things for each other. And, they’ve never denied me anything I’ve needed for the past 30 years.

I’m thankful for my sisters. We knock heads often, vex wid each other, malice each other, chat each other, but we always make up… ALWAYS! And no matter what, I know they have my back, and I have theirs. THEY are my biggest supporters.

I’m thankful that I was able to leave work early to make it to dinner with my family on Christmas Eve. Every year I swear that I don’t want to go… that everything seems so hypocritical… but I really enjoy being around them all – we’re all so loud and obnoxious… BUT we’re interesting, and can hold an audience 😀 LOL!

I’m thankful for my friends, who always seem to know what it is that I need before I do… thank you Kim & JD, and Kat for the gifts… They are REALLY what I wanted!

I’m thankful for life… life in general, and MY life. There have been a few moments of weakness, where I’ve felt sorry for myself, and questioned my purpose. But thanks to those who I’ve mentioned above, I know why I’m here. Thank you for reminding me every day (though you may not know it). Again I’ll say, God is good!


Nuff Love! 🙂

PS – SO glad dinner was last night…now I can go eat at all y’alls dinners today!!!! Wooohooooo!!!

Revisiting Day 9

If you’ve been following my blog, you’d know that I recently wrapped up a 30 Day blogging challenge.
On Day 9 I was asked about love…and what my definition of love was/is…
(Go back and look)
Well, last week I received a gift…from a special friend of mine, who for the past couple of months has indulged in long late-night convos, thoughtful text messages, and most recently paid a visit to Jamaica to see me.
He made me smile not only on the outside, but on the inside too…I think I may have blushed!
Now I’m not saying it IS love…not saying it’s NOT love either…but it was one of the most thoughtful things anyone’s ever given to me (is thoughtful the word I want to use? Or is it more romantic? Hmmmm…)
Readers, let me know what you think about my gift…

P.S. I’m still smiling… 🙂

(Thank you Cowboy 😉 )