Getting to Know Me: 15 Questions Answered (Part V)

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Source: ask.fm/elegantlychic

What’s your favorite seafood?
Somewhere between crab and grouper.

Do you want to be famous?
Yes and no. Yes, because I want to be given a platform where I can Give God the honor and glory and tell others how He got me to that point. I also want to show a different side to being a Christian. On the otherhand, I don’t want the stress of my every move being scrutinized. I’d definitely be one of those extremely private “celebrities.”

Hugs or Kisses?
Hugs. They feel really nice.

Have you ever fired a real gun?
Yes. But at an inanimate object, I swear.

What’s your favorite phrase in a foreign language?
건강하세요. (Geonganghaseyo.)

What is the most beautiful language?
Generally, people would say something like French or Portuguese. I’ve fallen in love with the Korean language, however. It’s difficult to learn because some of the words have unusual sounds. But the lilt, the various honorifics, and even the sounds are all beautiful in my humble opinion. I can’t wait for the day when I’m able to speak it fluently. (I’ve a long way to go.)
There are so many other languages that are just as beautiful, of course.

Would you rather be a lonely genius, or a sociable idiot?
Lonely genius. I think I already am. *laughs*

Do you collect anything? If so, what is it?
Odd rings. I haven’t bought any in awhile, but I’m thinking of starting a collection of watches, too.

Whom do you really love?
God.

What is your favorite dog breed?
Siberian huskies. Hopefully, I will have one someday.

What is the best way to learn a foreign language?
The best way? Be around someone who speaks it fluently as their native language. Or you could immerse yourself in the culture and learn that way, too.

What is the most dangerous thing you have ever done?
Shoot a gun.
(Don’t worry. It was in a controlled setting.)

Are you happy with the amount of information in your head?
Not at all. *laughs* I wish my brain had an off switch!

Do you prefer day or night?
Night. I tend to function better.

What do you think people think of you?
I believe people think I’m socially awkward, which I am. But I often feel that I’m misunderstood. I don’t reveal the real me to everyone–even close friends. If I did, they’d probably think I was a weirdo. When I’m really comfortable I can be funny and ridiculous. I rarely show that side of myself to others outside of family.

Music Monday: An Ultimate Love Song For You

Atlanta, GA native, Jamie Grace

Atlanta, GA native, Jamie Grace

Lately I’ve been consumed with all things pertaining to love. I’ve even convinced myself to believe that Spring is really the cuffing season of the year (sorry, Winter). Love is in the air, and everyone is basking in it, so it seems. This month’s music discovery fits the scenario wonderfully.

When I listened to “To Love You Back” by Jamie Grace the first couple of times, I cried like a baby. Meditating on the lyrics, I reflected on how God loves me despite my imperfections, my sins, and how I don’t have to feel guilty when I focus on His undying love for me. Then I started thinking of how wonderful it is to have someone to love me in the same capacity; that was when the tears really started to overflow.

Jamie sings about the kind of love I believe we all long for deep down. A love from someone who has a selfless heart. wpid-phpthumb-1.jpegWouldn’t that be the greatest thing of all much like the commandment itself? I strongly believe that this kind of love (agape love) is the love God intended for us to have in our significant relationships but only so many fail to reach.

There’s nothing more I can say but only to suggest for you to take a listen to the lyrics and imagine having such a love where your significant other loves you just as God loves you. You’ll likely not want anything short of it again.

(Either the day of or the night of our wedding, I don’t care. This song will be played.)

*k*

Jamie Grace – To Love You Back (Official Lyrics Video)

Getting to Know Me: 15 Questions Answered (Part IV)

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Source: ask.fm/elegantlychic

The following are questions others have asked me in the past. More to come.

*k*

What’s your favorite method of shopping?
Online. I don’t like going to the shops to look and buy unless I know exactly what I am looking for.

What is your zodiac sign?
Virgo.

Would you leave your home country for the one you love?
After much prayer and if we were for certain getting married, yes.

What’s your favorite dessert?
Doughnuts. I seriously, probably could eat an entire box of Krispy Kreme…by the dozen. Turtle ice cream pie is another favorite.

Do you have phobias?
I have a phobia of spiders and snakes. I hate seeing either one.

How would you like to be remembered?
I want to be remembered as a woman who always kept her word.

What do you like to do on a rainy day?
Sleep. Haha.

Do you believe in aliens?
I’m an alien. So, yes, I do. 🙂

Do you care what other people think of you?
To a certain extent, but only if it is because of my integrity. My integrity is more important to me than a reputation. I have a nonchalant approach most of the time when it comes to people’s opinion about me. In the end, people are going to think what they want to and they have that right. It’s not up to me to try and change their opinion. If they don’t like me, chances are I don’t care enough to even realize it.

What is your idea of a romantic evening?
I like to keep it simple and not so elaborate. The two of us listening to chillout or jazz music while drinking the finest wine–the entire bottle. We wouldn’t need to say one word. Our eyes would do the talking.

If you were to give someone a tour of your hometown, where would you take them first?
I would take them to the Civil Rights Institute. I think anyone who comes to Birmingham should go since the Civil Rights movement began here. Afterwards, I would take them to one of the many stellar restaurants in my city to discuss the impact of the movement over a wonderful meal.

What can’t be bought with money?
Love. Well…some people have to buy it. *laughs*

If you could change one thing in the world, what would it be?
Racism. It’s such an ugly thing!

What are you obsessed with?
Music. Definitely. It’s almost like a drug for me.

What kind of guy do you NOT like?
I don’t like guys who use harsh, profane language. It doesn’t do anything for the listener or the conversation. I also don’t like guys who need help with approaching me because they come off as being weak. I like confidence. Asking my friends to “put in a word for you” is a surefire way for you to get the boot. Just approach me even if you think I will reject you. I don’t bite. *laughs* Sensitive/spoiled men are a major turn-off, too.

RE: The art of connecting with an introvert

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Per a girlfriend’s request, I was supposed to write about what it’s like to be an introvert. Initially, I shunned the idea and told her I didn’t know what I could possibly say that would be any different from what’s already been said. That was several months ago. And while I had intentions to write about the life of an introvert anyway, I never started on it like I have other entries waiting to be published. That is why I am sharing this post from a fellow blogger instead. I’m not being lazy, I promise. OK, maybe a little. But I enjoyed reading lotusgirl80’s insightful version so much I could not not share it.

Click on the link to read her take on the idiosyncracies introverts have in common:

The art of connecting with an introvert.

I will say that this blogger’s opinion is 110% on point. To further support her basis, I want to exemplify some of the points made in her article.

Number One: Introverts are not the chatty type. Talking for the sake of avoiding the silent barrier that often forms between people we’re attempting to get to know is very tiresome for taciturn introverts like myself. Mental fatigue is the best way I can describe this. We’re internal creatures, so our minds are constantly on all the time. When we meet someone, we may appear to be socially awkward and shy to them. People mistakenly think I’m shy, but I’m really not. It’s just that I’m such an observant person who has to process the information my mind is collecting in a social setting. If that makes me socially awkward, then so be it.

As for being an internal creature, I can know exactly what it is I want to say aloud. Actually saying it aloud is another story. Articulating my thoughts can sometimes be challenging. What I intend to say comes out the wrong way, and so it often results in people being offended or feeling like I’m being too harsh in my judgment. Or what I intend to say sounds strange and unfunny when it was funnier in my head. So failing to articulate my thoughts result in me keeping my thoughts and feelings to myself.

Number Two: I find it amusing how my girlfriends are sweet enough to ask me to spend time with them or go to the big party of the weekend when they know I’m most likely to say no than I am to say yes. I do have my moments when I want to hangout with my girlfriends and have a good time (I rarely invite them out unless I’m absolutely bored and want to go dancing), so I’m not anti-social; not completely anyway. I find that once I’m out somewhere, after so long, I need to leave. I need to leave because when there are too many things happening at once and I’m around too many people it tends to drain my energy. Not physically but mentally. Social settings can be too much of a stimulation to the brain, so an introvert like myself has to remove herself from that setting to recharge the energy she has lost or else she will shut down. I’ve found that two hours is the most I can do. Anything above and it becomes grueling to just try to keep the party going.

Attending big parties or even a gathering with more than four people is a bit too much for me; however, I will admit that sometimes, especially when it comes to gathering with friends, I prefer for it to be with a large group. That way I won’t have to talk as much. The ones who are the gregarious types can have the spotlight and I don’t have to worry myself with trying to entertain a conversation. The downside to gathering with several people at once? The pressure to say something, anything, out of fear of appearing to be the weirdo of the bunch who hasn’t said a word all night. The perils of being an introvert, I tell ya!

Number Three: I can play instruments. I have a creative mind (I write fiction for crying out loud). And I daydream a lot (for an adult). Does that make me a nerd? Not really. I prefer the word eccentric to describe the creative side of me. It sounds cooler.

Number Four: I like receiving tangible gifts as much as the next person. Gifts that are created by the hands and from the heart are the ones I cherish the most, though. I’m a total sucker for handwritten (even typed) letters. Making a meal for me when I don’t expect it warms my heart. I remember when I spent the night over at the same friend’s house, she had made a breakfast sandwich for me. I didn’t expect that from her. I thought I was going to have to go to the kitchen and make my own breakfast or grab some from the McDonald’s on the corner. But she did that for me and I thought it was very sweet of her. (But she’s always doing thoughtful things for me, so that’s nothing new.)

I’m not great at picking out Hallmark cards to give to others, but I love receiving cards. I still have cards from my loved ones and old friends from my high-school days. I will, however, give you a letter. If I need to express my deepest feelings or if I don’t have a tangible gift to give someone for a special occasion, I will give them a letter . . . typed. (My handwriting is too unbearable to read. After all, I am an introvert whose mind is constantly going. My handwriting reflects that.) Oh, and big displays of affection (incessant compliments, too) are a turn-off. That’s why it is not a good idea for the guy to propose to me in a public place or even in front of family members. When in doubt always keep it simple.

Number Five: Whatever you do, don’t you dare ask me too many questions; that’s my job when getting to know you. And please, I beg you, don’t let your questions be too trivial or too vague or too open-ended. When I was somewhat dating seeing this guy, every time I talked to him or whenever we went out, he would always start the conversation with, “Tell me something good,” and he would always want to know what I did for the day. I dreaded having to talk to him because I knew the question was coming. I found myself trying to think of something to say prior to our causeries and outings just so I would be prepared for his repetitive inquisitions. I don’t like talking about myself; never have. Even if it’s something as simple as talking about how my day went, I just don’t enjoy doing it. I’d rather talk about things that reveal the character of a person: memories of their childhood, their favorite foods, the last movie they watched, et cetera. Mundane things don’t interest me. Talking is my time to escape from the ordinary things of life (remember, I daydream a lot). I’ll answer your questions, but please believe I’m secretly hating you for doing such a cruel thing to me.

untitledIntroverts are nothing but aliens compared to our extrovert counterparts. That is to say, we really do alienate ourselves from the world because our inner world is entertaining enough. And speaking of extroverts, I admit I do like being around them the most. Whether I need an extrovert as my mate, I don’t know yet. What’s important is for him to understand that when I say I need a break or for him to not talk to me, I mean just that and I need for him to grant me that request without being offended. The same can be said for friends. Luckily the real friends who have known me for a long time understand that I can’t deal with high-maintenance kind of friendships. A few of them still call me a “stranger” and it’s annoying when they already know that I’m not going to call or text them every week to see how they’re doing. Months go by before they see me or even hear from me most of the time.

So if you know an introvert, try not to make false accusations about their temperament. Understand their characteristics and let them know that you understand them. For understanding their characteristics goes a long way with these types. Demonstrate patience in getting to know your introverted friends or significant other and you will discover how absolutely amazing and exciting they can be as they unveil their many layers. Do this and they will appreciate your commitment to getting to know them in the long-run.

Getting to Know Me: 15 Questions Answered (Part III)

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Source: ask.fm/elegantlychic

The following are questions others have asked me in the past. More to come.

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What inspires you?
Honestly, music does. My music catalogue is ridiculous and so versatile. Whenever I sit down to write, my soul is sensitive to everything. I can watch others and become inspired to take cues from their lives and situations. When I hear music, though, it incites my creativity. It’s weird.

Where is the most fun place you have ever been?
Disney World. *laughs*

What is your ideal type?
A man who is sure of himself emotionally and spiritually. I’m naturally inquisitive, always eager to learn, so he should be able to teach me something new yet be teachable as well. A man who shares my fashion sense would be great. A guy who is very funny goes a long way with me, too. As long as I am attracted to him on some level, he will get far in catching my attention.

Favorite Childhood Morning/Evening TV Show? (i.e. Fraggle Rock,Eureka’s Castle, Double Dare, etc)
Just one? That’s hard. When we (my family) had HBO I loved watching Fraggle Rock. From Nickelodeon, Eureka’s Castle. Guts! was one I dreamed of competing on. For the sake of one answer, I will say Lamb Chop’s Play Along was my favorite show. (But I loved so many! And still do!)

Favorite ninja turtle?
Donatello…I think. Or was it Raphael? Raphael.

How do you learn best: by listening, watching, reading or doing?
A combination of all, really. But I learn quicker by doing. I’m a hands-on person.

What question do you hate to answer?
Why I am single. I think this has to be one of the dumbest questions ever.

What’s the first thing you notice in a person of the opposite gender?
The way he’s dressed. I like a man who is comfortable with fashion since I tend to express myself quite a bit through clothes. He doesn’t need to be a “pretty boy,” but he definitely needs to be dressed well in order to catch my eye.

Favorite restaurant?
I don’t have a favorite restaurant because I love to eat anything and everywhere. I just love food haha.

Do you prefer tea, coffee or cocoa?
Hot [french vanilla] cocoa. I like tea, too. I don’t particularly like to drink a lot of caffeinated drinks.

Have you ever been to Jamaica or any other Caribbean place?
I haven’t! I really, really want to go to Jamaica.

What’s the craziest/wildest thing you’ve done in college? btw….Jamaica is awesome. You should plan a trip and go asap, with friends of course…YOLO!
I was the one who laughed at all of the foolishness around me. I’ve always been pretty level-headed and mature for my age. Some may say it’s because of being a Virgo, I don’t know. But I’ve never been interested in doing wild things for the hell of it; even now. On top of that, I was in a serious relationship at that time, so I wasn’t thinking of wild partying and drunken nights. That’s not to say I didn’t enjoy my time in college because I did. It just wasn’t in a typical way…like in the movies.

If you could only pick one….Reeses or Kit Kat? And yes, there is a right answer =)
I like both, but there’s just something about a Reeses cup.
(Did I pick the right one?)


What is your idea of perfect relaxation?

Me, alone, with a glass of wine and jazz or chillout music is good enough. I often do this when I want to unwind.

If you could hang out with one male celeb and one female celeb, who would it be? sidenote: Reeses…yes!
(YaY!) For a male celeb, I’d love to spend a day with Choi Seunghyun, who is a Korean rapper that goes by the name T.O.P of the group BigBang. Of course, I don’t know him and it will never become a reality, but I think it would be a blast to hang out with him. But really he is my [male] fashion icon. He is in my opinion the best dressed man I’ve ever seen, so I admire him for his fashion sense. For female, I would love to spend a day with Tracee Ellis Ross. She’s a sexy woman for so many reasons. I can imagine trading hair secrets with her and maybe hinting at me wanting her gaudy jewelry, especially her trademark doorknocker earrings and unique necklaces. She seems like she is a fun woman with a bright spirit who gives off positive energy. I could use more of that in my life.

Music Monday: Tye Tribbett Reminds Us How God is Still the Same God

I’ve been exercising my spiritual life, building on top of the faith I already have. I’ve always been a spiritual (read, not religious–there’s a difference) person for as long as I can remember, but I’m not to where I want to be in my walk of faith yet. It’s an ongoing fight, especially when situations arise from the adversary that are there to test my faith in God. Sometimes I stand firmly; sometimes I fall, often resulting in me asking God to help me with my unbelief.

Recently, I’ve been “fighting the good fight of faith” regarding a promise I’ve received from God, which is a big move at stake for changing my life. Some days are easy while others are much harder when the promise looks like it’s not going to be fulfilled. Cue Tye Tribbett’s “If He Did It Before . . . Same God.” The aforementioned song has been on heavy rotation every single day in the last couple of months. No, seriously. I play it just about every single day before I go to work or whenever, no exaggeration. Even on the days when I don’t play it, if by any chance I’m listening to the radio, the radio DJ plays it. Even the choir at my church sung it yesterday, that’s just how much I hear the song. It’s one of the many songs I never get tired of. That’s a good thing since there’s such a great message in the lyrics.

When I listen to “. . . Same God” I’m reminded of how God brought me through so much in my and my family’s life. I’ve said many times before that I’ve never had a prayer to go unanswered by Him. Tribbett’s song helps me to remember that, so I make sure I remind myself by listening to the song and remembering God’s promise every day. (Of course the production is fire, too.)

Peep the video below for a live performance of the track to understand why I get amp’d for God at all. (I had the pleasure to see Tye Tribbett and his band perform last year at my church. They really are that energetic on stage the entire time during their set while singing live, minus the lip-syncing.)

Music Monday: What Are You Afraid Of?

Christian artist, Kerrie Roberts, suggests for you to face your fears in this cute little contemporary pop song.

This was so not the original song I was going to share for the first Monday of the new year. I’ve practically planned out which songs I wanted to share for each month, but apparently those plans are subject to change along with everything else in my life!

How has my new year been thus far? Somewhat good with a hint of stressful details here and there but still good. The thing is, I’m working on something major that can be life-changing if it materializes, and as a result, I’m having to deal with so many overwhelming concerns of not only my own but my family’s, too. On top of that, I’ve been seeking God in this particular matter for several months now and everytime I believe I’ve made a firm decision, a brand new concern overrides my decision, causing me to re-evaluate that decision. Imagine what that’s like for someone who lives internally and in her thoughts 90 percent of the time. No, I will tell you what it’s like: IT’S DRAINING!

Just as I was asking God for confirmation for the 54th time (because this is a HUGE decision, I want to be sure God is at the helm of this thing), I was reminded of Kerrie Roberts’ What Are You Afraid Of? I’ve heard this song so many times before thanks to the Christian-based boutique I work in. I’ve even listened to it a handful of times at home. This time, though, when I asked God to confirm for me what I needed to do for Him, it reached my crowded soul. And, man! Did He ever confirm it! I listened to the lyrics thoroughly this time and realized how Roberts is really addressing me in her lyrics. She doesn’t know it, but she really wrote that song for me. *laughs*

Yes, I’ve been “compared to the girl who has everything” when it came to a love interest choosing another woman who could do the most for his image. Yes, I’m the one “who is the last to know about everything.” And I’m definitely the girl “who had given her whole world for love for the boy to say no.” Even most recently, I’m facing a breakthrough but I’m paralyzed by others’ fears. My eagerness to change my life for the better and to do something so bizarre is causing everyone’s comfort zone to be shaken; therefore, I’m hurting the ones I love the most.

But God! He is encouraging me through not only His Word but, too, through this simple pop song. He’s answered my concerns, telling me to let it all go and to not be afraid because His grace has me covered for all of eternity. Wow. Just . . . wow.

It’s incredible how I’m the very girl Roberts sings about. I swear the first verse is about the 2013 me and the second verse is the current me in 2014. So while I had another song to share, this particular track fits perfectly in the present circumstance I am in.

If you’ve ever had a big dream that seemed impossible–and because it seemed impossible you never pursued it–I want you to know that it is never too late to take the necessary steps to achieve it. The only one who is in your way is yourself. 

So what are you afraid of?

*k*

Kerrie Roberts: What Are You Afraid Of? lyric video:

2013: A Year in Review

Christmas has finally come and gone! Which means a new year with new beginnings is coming.

I have been eagerly anticipating for 2014 to get here, you have no idea! Not that 2013 was a terrible year or anything. I’m just over it and ready for a new year filled with new, uncharted, unexplored territory to greet me. A new year presents the chance to hit the refresh button. Looking back on all that has happened in 2013, I realize how everything I experienced has prepared me for what’s to come. I was unaware of all the preparation at the time, but I now see how it all plays a part in the journey I am taking in the upcoming year.

The beginning of the year: January 2013. What a month to start off on the wrong foot! If I recall correctly, it was the very first day, or maybe it was the second day. No matter, the new year was already being unfair to me with its sick and twisted humor; for January was the month when I was forced to quit believing for a relationship to progress to an official status–a “relationship” that somehow only existed in my mind; one that I knew was not in my best interest. I won’t go into details about it, but even though my stubborn heart and I knew it wasn’t right for me and I needed to let go, it wounded me in the end. I remember how I wasn’t feeling well on the very day I discovered heartbreaking news from a man who claimed to have loved me, too. The crushing news was a wakeup call. Granted, it was a delayed call but a wakeup call no less.

I swear this was me. Ugly crying face and all.

I swear this was me. Ugly crying face and all.

On that very same day, when I was ill plus wounded, my sister informed me of her engagement to her boyfriend. She’d sent me a text, so I thought I’d missed the proposal. I assumed my now brother-in-law had proposed to my sister at a family’s gathering on that day. (He had not. They only announced it to everyone at the gathering.) So there I was at home, sick, brokenhearted, and happy all wrapped up in a wool blanket. A cruel joke: that was what the universe was playing on me, and I did not find it the least bit funny.

As the newness faded from the new year, my heart was on the mend, I was well, and I was working. The new year was finally giving me a chance to redefine myself. So what did I do with a newfound confidence? Well, I mustered up the courage to approach a guy for the very first time ever, I adopted a new mantra (“Nothing to lose, everything to gain”), and I started to develop a different attitude about how I was going to live my life in 2013. Springtime rolled around and my confidence was at an all-time high. So high, I let friends of mine convince me to finally start a blog. Not sure where those so-called friends ARE, but Tada!

And then I unexpectedly stopped working. And then I was out of work for a few months. And then I started back working. And then my sister’s wedding happened. And then I lost track of time. And then I started working not one but two jobs. No joke, I felt as if my life was spiraling out of my control everytime I tried to grab ahold of it. And yet, here I am, still blogging and happier than ever.

December is on its way out, which means 2013 is too. (Good riddance!) What happened in the past year is exclusive to 2013 alone, never to be experienced again, thank GOD! It wasn’t all so bad, though. The year did have some highlights even though it started off with negative vibes. I’ve had the chance to work as a stylist to women who love fashion just as much as I do. But being in that position taught me that although it was something I wanted to do, it’s not something I’m too keen on pursuing as a full-time career as I’d thought. Nothing wrong with dressing others. I’m appreciative to my customers when they thank me for all of my help, making their day (and wardrobe) brighter. I just prefer dressing myself (laughs). And there’s nothing wrong with that! But I think the best thing 2013 has done for me was that it allowed me to find my true passion again–a passion currently in the works.

Just as I’ve said goodbye to loved ones who moved away, 2013 brought me new friendships and relationships with people close by to across the seas. Those new friendships and relationships have helped me to broaden my thought-life and I’m grateful for each and every person who has given me sound advice. As for the guy I approached? Yeeeaaah . . . more on that later.

I must say that the BIGGEST opportunity 2013 presented to me in the entire year is still in the developing stages, waiting for its culmination in 2014. What is this opportunity I’m speaking of? Hmmmm, I’m not ready to reveal it just yet, IF I choose to reveal it.

While 2013 started out so horribly (or so I thought), the ending was everything I wanted it to be. And I cannot wait to see what surprises 2014 has gift-wrapped for me.

Having said all of that, I wish everyone who has read down this far a HAPPY BRAND NEW YOU! I think the new year is the perfect time to make your dreams come true. Don’t you?

Eat a bowl of black-eyed peas and have a Happy 2014!!!!
Peace, love and light.

*k*

Painted, Splattered, Covered, and Proud: How I was color-bombed for a good cause

Click the picture if curiosity is getting the best of you. (photo credit: Color Me Rad)

Click the picture if curiosity is getting the best of you. (Photo source: Color Me Rad)

Some time last year, I decided to start a bucket list of activities I wanted to accomplish before transitioning to eternal life. Out of 25 activities on my life’s to-do list, I learned that I have a little daredevil within who is anxious to satisfy an adventurous appetite for thrills. As for some of the remaining activities, while achieving them will bring me gratification, they aren’t as terrifying; neither do they seem like anything I would want any part of.

Now, I will be the first to admit that there isn’t one athletic bone in my body; never has been and probably never will be. But one of my goals was to participate in a 5K run just to see if I could do it. I achieved that goal on June 1st for none other than the Color Me Rad 5K. The 5K benefits local charities in a given city, and for its first time in Birmingham, the Ronald McDonald House Charities of Alabama was the chosen one to receive the proceeds from approximately 5,000 participants. (I imagine the figures to be astronomical!)

Thanks to a Facebook friend’s post, I found out about the race, read about it, watched the video on the website’s homepage, and right then and there I decided that it would be the perfect race to link myself to (if you know me, then you must know that I like a collection of bright colors). Complete with an 80s-inspired theme and even a rave-like party at the finish, participants were given neon wayfarer sunglasses and were encouraged to wear a shade of white. Why white? Because at the end . . . you will see (continue reading). So not only was I able to relive all of the radness from the era I was born in, I contributed to charity too! Now that I look back on that day, I willingly allowed complete strangers to “bomb” me (and my hair) with bright colors of orange, green, yellow, pink, and purple throughout the course. Totally outrageous!

Having several friends there to experience my first 5K with made it all the more an enjoyable time. (We made it a point to go out for breakfast afterwards for the mere enjoyment of the puzzled expressions on onlookers’ faces.) A fellow blogger and friend of mine, Art Bella, is used to running several 5K’s throughout the year; so it was great having her alongside to talk about fitness, life, music, dating, and lessons learned. Record times were not measured (runners only had to finish the race before dawn), but she kept me focused, gave me a few tips, and helped push me along the way. In the end, I was satisfied with my choice to let Color Me Rad be my very first 5K–that’s one more activity I can mark off my bucket list. Color me proud!

Scroll down to see the pictures of me and my friends. We look as if we’d gotten into a struggle with a massive box of colored chalk . . . and thoroughly enjoyed it.

A rainbow of colors, you say? Color bomb me!

Picked up my race gear two days prior. Some memorabilia.

Picked up my race gear two days prior. Some memorabilia.

Taken before the first wave of runners. Look how clean everyone looks!

Taken before the first wave of runners. Look how clean everyone looks!

Yours truly. Like my socks? (WAR EAGLE!) My team name was "Kitten Kaboodle." Don't ask.

Yours truly. Like my socks? (WAR EAGLE!) My team name was “Kitten Kaboodle.” Don’t ask.

The cost of the volition to let strangers color bomb you at any moment.

The cost of the volition to let strangers color bomb you at any moment.

Memories with friends that will last always. Don't we look rad!

Memories with friends that will last always. Don’t we look rad!

(Want to know exactly what the colors are made from? Then click on the picture above this page, which will directly link you to the website, and become the rainbow too.)

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Kindred Spirits and Divine Connections: The kind of friendships sent from above

I’m in a glass case of emotion!!!!

Friendships are such a wonderful gift! Every time we step away from our front door and out into the unpredictable world, we enter into possibilities to meet new people and establish connections with them. Maybe that person is the new neighbor whom you haven’t had an encounter with yet. Or maybe you’ve been neighbors for awhile, but neither of you has ever introduced yourselves to one another. If you have a job and you work in a setting where you have co-workers, that setting stands as a prospect to get to know someone; the same pertains to your classmates if you are a student. If you’re like me, you may meet people through mutual friends. I could incessantly name all of the ways we meet others in our daily lives. The point is, when we connect with someone, we really don’t know how that person will affect us down the road of association.

Recently, I helped celebrate a good friend’s grand business venture which resulted in her having to relocate to another state, and while I am rejoicing with her about this new chapter in her and her husband’s life, I am finding that I am not handling it so well. I don’t speak Yiddish, but sending her off, wishing her good fortune left me a little verklempt. After I received word about her leaving the city that I love, it left me thinking a lot about the bonds we form with other people, who we choose to cherish, and how those bonds positively or negatively impress upon our spirits.

I call my friend my kindred spirit. We call each other Virgo sisters. The way we clicked when we first met was in all honesty cosmic, for lack of better words. I’m an introvert, so sometimes it is difficult for me to converse with others until I’m comfortable with being around them. My friend and I only hung out a couple of times after the first time we met. Regardless, our level of interaction seemed like we had been best friends or at least had known each other for years. We had not; however, after only knowing her for ten months, I consider her to be one of the few whom I can call a good friend. For me, that is a rarity.

Pictured here with my friend, Cherie (left), on the night of her "Good Luck" party. We even accidentally wore the same colors!"

Pictured here with my friend, Cherie (left), on the night of her “Good Luck” party. We even accidentally wore the same colors!”

I had no idea that she would leave such a positive impression on me when I met her. As a woman, I admire her for her beauty–for her sense of humor. I admire her for her tenacity. I admire her for being a successful entrepreneur (one who’s humble at that). I won’t even begin to talk about the genuine adoration that is so visibly evident between her and her husband; it is truly something to behold.

I never thought to let her know about the impression she has made on me. That is, until she emailed me about her leaving the city. Right then I took the time in my reply to let her know that I would forever cherish our friendship no matter how often we hung out or talked to each other in the past. I just hate that it took for her to tell me that she was leaving for me to let her know that. This post only serves as an extension of my appreciation for the positive energy she exudes and for her demonstrating sophistication. Like I told her, I am grateful for having crossed paths with her.

People come, people go; it’s true. Some people will vibe well with us; others won’t. It is left up to us to sift through the gems worth keeping–to nurture the friendships worth holding on to. Don’t wait until adieu or worse. It may not always mean to make a phone call every single day, week, or month. In some friendships between two, they can go without speaking to each other for periods of time and pick up where they left off as if they had never missed a beat. Where I think we tend to miss the beat is in our understanding of the connection and the way others silently motivate us through their lifestyle. If we ever grasp that understanding, then we should express to that friend that has impacted us so greatly how much we appreciate them for just being them. It is one of the most elevating things we could do for another. As the saying goes, you reap what you sow. And who wouldn’t want to be told “Thank you for just being you” in return?
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“No love, no friendship can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever.” –Francois Muriac

Cherie Fields is the operator and manager of Iron Tribe Fitness (located in Huntersville, NC). If you're near the area or know of anyone who is interested in improving their lives,

Cherie Fields is the operator and manager of Iron Tribe Fitness (located in Huntersville, NC). Find out “why she tribes” and join The NC Tribe family for a different approach to a physically-fit lifestyle.

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