Another Ride In Paradise

I went for a ride tonight to my old work. It was so nice to take that beautiful familiar path and know that I didn’t have to work when I get to the end. As I rode, I past so many beautiful sights. Birds raced with me as the wonderful landscape of sweeping lush green farms passed beside me. I passed turkey’s and cats ( not together of course). I passed couples walking and kids playing. I passed two people smoking pot and inhaled deeply. I was drenched in sweat because it was so very hot, but all I felt was a nice chill against my skin. I sat back on my seat and steadied myself as I let go of my handlebars and rose my arms toward the sky, It felt wonderful. I could feel the wind brush my skin and it made me feel like I was Leo in the Titanic. I was king of the world. I rode like this for awhile with my arms out stretched, singing to the birds, feeling like I was king. That is until I rode through a swarm of about 100 nits. As they covered my exposed chest, neck and face, dying instantly, as they stuck to my wet skin, all I felt like then was the king of insects.

Oh well just another funny day in LoLa-Land.


Our Own Being

Everyone needs some space of their own
Rare time that they spend completely alone

Everyone needs a break from the mass
A chunk of their week which never seems to last

Some freedom to chill and do their thing
Extra time to lay in bed or dance and sing

Call it’s a spiritual healing and have some soul food
Watch A tear jerking movie alone in your room

We all need an escape to do what we only do by ourselves
To not have to worry if anyone sees you or if anyone tells

We all need to be able to just be naked
No need for theatrics or having to fake it

Now is the moment to stretch our wings
We all need to have space to be our own being.

To Tip or Not to Tip, Is not the Question

Here in California when you go to a restaurant and the service is good you are expected to tip around 20%. Tipping is a honorary act (usually). In that you tip according to how well the service was. In some restaurants when you have large parties of 6 or more, some restaurants will state that there will be a automatic tip of 15 to 20% added to the tab.

Recently I found out that it is now against the law for restaurants to impose the large group automatic gratuity. The law states that it is unlawful to enforce a set gratuity amount. That the decision to tip and how much to tip is purely up to the customer and no company has right to dictate that amount. This new discovery of the law made me happy, because I have been burned by the large group enforced tip before. Where you have to pay it and yet the waiter sucked and so did the food. You feel cheated, like they knew you already had to tip so why give you any real attention?

Well restaurants have now discovered a loop hole to this law and instead of enforcing a pre determined tip amount on large parties. They have opted for a set Service Charge amount for all customers. Some friends of mine recently went to a new restaurant in town, and were shocked when the owner informed them that they would not be asked to tip at the end of the meal. But rather they would have an 18% service charge automatically added to the bill to cover tips for both the front and back of the house ( wait staff and kitchen workers).

I am extremely irritated by this new Service charge for the same reason I was irritated by the enforced tips. What if the service sucks? What will stop the wait staff from being mediocre if they already expect their tip? What happened to our right to determine how much we want to gift someone? Really that is what a tip is right? A gift. Not to mention any other time a service charge has been enforced it is usually stated as soon as I go to buy something. Almost as in a contract bases, I usually have to sign a document stating I have been notified of the service charge as part of my purchase. When will I be notified at a restaurant that I will not have a say in my gratuity gift? Will it be after I have waited for a seat for an hour ( since most places have no reservations) and I am starving? Will it be after my food is brought to me cold and my wine has been forgotten?

I truly feel that the entire idea is wrong because it is no longer in your hands as to how much you would like to gift. The funny thing is, I normally gift (tip) more than the opposed service charge amount. So, the service charge will actually be paying the workers less than I would. But for me it is the point of the matter. It should be my decision not the houses. But, do you know what decision is still in my hands? Where I eat!

Writing for me

I realize I have horrible punctuation and that I am always spelling words wrong. I have had some followers comment on some of my errors and it always pisses me off and makes me feel almost empty inside. I figure my anger comes from years of my mom taking her red pen to all my English papers.

Recently I wrote a very heartfelt poem for someone I love. My man told me I should print it off and share it with her. I brushed his suggestion off. After a few weeks of him asking if she had seen the poem yet and me answering “I don’t know”. He finally convinced me that what I had put to paper was so loving that it would benefit her to see how I really feel. He said, ” why would you tell the whole world and not her how you feel”? I found his argument convincing because I of course want her to know how much she means to me. I intended to leave the poem for her in her car so she would get it later and he convinced me to be strong and hand it to her, so I did.

But when I approached her and told her I wrote something for her, She seemed irritate with me for writing her a poem and showed no interest in reading it. So, I left it for her on her desk and walked away. Now I am feeling very empty inside. Much like I do when people give me negative feedback. And it occurred to me that the reason I can be as open and honest on my blog as opposed to real life is because I have anonymity.

I write what I want and I don’t know if you all think I’m ridiculous or not and honestly I don’t want to know. I don’t have to see any of your reactions to my posts or see how utterly board you all may be. I can just put my thoughts and feelings out there and walk away. A dump and run if you will.

I appreciate my man trying to help me with my relationship I have with my loved one. But, I still feel the poem was more important to me than it will ever be to her and that was why I wrote it. I am going to stick to my guns next time and just do the dump and run. Because now that it is known to her that the poem is out there and knowing she doesn’t seem to moved by it, makes me wish I never even wrote it and isn’t that sad?

Just another day in LoLa – Land

Coloring Project – The Frog


2010 Summer Reading List

Sookie Stackhouse, the complete stories A touch of Dead
Finger Prints & Facelifts
His First Wife, Gracce Octavia
The promise of happiness, Justin Cratwright
Silk & Shadows
The Honey Thief
The marriage
Ya ya Sisterhood book # 3
The Other Boleyn Girl
Wishful Drinking, Carrie Fisher
3 book flower series by Nora Roberts
The Kept woman
Twlight book # 4
twlight book #3

Coloring Project – The Swan