Just another hot summer night in Jacksonville, FL when my all time fave singer/songwriter/heartbreaker BJ Barham of American Aquarium rolls thru town...

How bitter sweet it is.

I don't think another man could do it for me quite like this one. As goofy as 95% of his expressions I have to say he is the epitome of sexiness, from his raw raspy voice, undeniable rockability, unique style (like a revival of the 1950's greaser subculture. HAWT!), candid sense of humor and not to mention his TATTOOS. In the company of this fella is one easy place to be. Oh the stories....

No doubt he is not only a talented musician, but a lyrical genius at that! His shows are some of the best...although now that he's been 10mos sober & found married life he is a little more "reserved" (for a lack of better terms) than he was when I first started to follow American Aquarium just 6 short years ago. Regardless, BJ - nor any of the other boys - ever disappoint when they step foot on that stage!

If American Aquarium is ever playing a show within a 6hr driving radius you can bet this groupie will be there! Creating memories (some simply the WTF kind) & singing along to every song.

Loud & Proud!

Looking forward to my August road trip. Heyyyy.....

People who really know me will often day to me, "tell me what you've been into lately?" insisting I have at least one grand story to tell. I don't know why that is...

Perhaps, I've been known to go on some last minute road trip, ending up in some random town often times with just the clothes on my back.

Eh, so?? Y.O.L.O. people!!

The last couple of months have been pretty disappointing to say the least. It happens. When that happens the recourse must be slightly drastic in nature. {Helps refocus the mind}

This morning I woke up to room service in a Hilton overlooking the beautiful Gulf of Mexico, after PROPERLY being taken care of...multiple times, 5 hour from where I just was at 9pm the night before {Not to mention conversing about interesting topics unrelated to "how much weight was lifted at the gym today, guys who skip leg day, or getting wasted}.

In this very short period I was able to enjoy FOUR things the last two months never afforded me. That my friends is the difference between real men and....well, NOT.

As my girl Sam would say, "it's life experience".

Alas, she speaks the truth. I mean, there IS a reason why they are referred to as "boy toys". Toys are fun, but they really bring no value to your life. Over time they simply depreciate.

On that note, I'll go & continue my over due spoiling! Chao for now...

~ L

I've said it a million times...people are only going to treat you the way you allow them to. Alas, even the strongest have moments of weakness.

My theory.

Our biggest problem is that we often times fall in love with a persons POTENTIAL, rather than who they are. 

Then, like the sting of a thousand mad hornets, all at once we feel the disappointment.

Sometimes you just gotta take a step back and open your eyes. The signs -like a giant flashing Broadway marquee sign - were there all along. Now plain to see. 

My Dearest G,

I defended you to those who spoke against you.

Made excuses for you.

Believed in you. 

Tolerated you. 

Loved you.

But when I started defending you to MYSELF it all became clear. Sometimes it takes reality slapping you in the face. 

A woman can only take so much. One who knows her value & own self worth takes even less! I'm done making excuses for men like you. I mean, I can't keep putting roses in an asshole and calling it a vase. You have fucked with my feelings because you are unsure of your own. It's time I wash my hands of you & me.

Take your lies. Your excuses. Your unavailability. Your bi-polar disorder. Your narcissism. YOUR BULLSHIT. Take it elsewhere.

...and your dead ass roses too!! 

~ L

You always hear men making that over used line about waiting on a woman...
I call BS on that one! You guys are just as guilty...

You make plans, talk your woman up all day...
"I miss you so much beautiful!"
"Can't wait to see your face gorgeous!"

Plans were at 6.
Here it is 8:45 and your ass STILL ain't showed up.

As I've gotten older I've realized as much as I really dislike someone being my time keeper I realize that's a two way street. As much as I have never been a patient person, I have found myself practicing it more in the last few months with you... I do believe I have finally met my match!!

You're just as unpredictable, unreliable (possibly even more), wild, spontaneous, CRAZY, bi-polar, A.D.D. as I am!

And I know this! I have actually felt sorry for the men who have felt the pain of loving me!

Yet here I am sitting looking as pretty as I always do WAITING on YOU. Your time is quickly running out, my Peruvian cowboy!..in 15min your handsomely devilish smile won't buy by our ticket out of the dog house. No sir...

At the end of a long work day - much like today's 10hr hectic Thursday - I like to think of something that makes me laugh...

It was quite easy for me to flash back to my conversation with my youngest son Cash {aka, Pistol Pete} last night as we were driving home...

Cash: "When I'm big I'm gonna be a cop. A REAL ONE."

Me: "oh yeah?!? That's cool!"

Cash: "yeah! What are you gonna be when you grow up Mom? A princess??"

Me: "A princess?!"

Cash: "yeah! Bcuz you look like one. But I better not catch you walkin' on the roads"

Me: (???)

Cash: "Bcuz them girls who walk the roads are bad and then I'd have to throw you in jail! Ain't you ever seen COPS before?"

Well, that was random...

What is his father teaching him?!?! Lol!!

As a woman approaching the Big 40 in a few short years I have to say although I am more confident that I ever was and know without any doubt who I am, my worth and even my limits, I still find myself constantly looking for that encouragement to keep my physical self in check.

One of the women I look to for that inspiration is Jennifer Lopez...Jenny from the Block...JLo. I don't care who you are you know she is just as hot now as she was when she first hit the scene as a young Fly Girl on In Living Color. Only now she exudes even more confidence.

In a recent article she talks about being sexy at 40, being a mom and how it feels when she is compared (booty to booty) with the much younger ladies...

"There’s no way in the world that just because women turn the number 40, they’re anything less than amazing. That’s crazy. If anything, you’re even more amazing!"

I encourage all my lady friends to take a few minutes to read what she has to say and let it sink in... On that note I hear my morning squats calling my name! 💋

http://hiit-blog.dailyhiit.com/hiit-life/jennifer-lopez-feels-hotter-ever-45-hint-hiits/

If you don't know your own worth how can you expect anyone else, especially a man, to know it??

I decided to stop into the tattoo shop on Thursday to get a couple of piercings  {above the neck...stay with me here} and as I'm getting "prepped for the procedure" I overheard one of the girls chatting with her apparent boyfriend on the phone. She must have asked him 5 times where he was, why he didnt answer and why it took him so long to call her back. Each time I could tell from the tone in her voice that she was getting more and more upset.

A few minutes later said boyfriend comes in and they begin to argue... I guess no one ever told them where you keep your dirty laundry because they started loading up the washer! Loud & proud.

I don't know the historyof their relationship but the level of distrust and misery was very apparent.

Point of my story is that sometimes being single gets lonely. Fortunately it takes a very small reminder like this to reassure me I am better off alone than dealing with the bullshit that tends to come along with today's relationships.

Until Prince Charming comes along I'll continue to place my bets on the jockeys!

Happy Sunday ya'll...