R. Kelly, You Can Keep Your Story. I'm Sticking with Texas!

The idea of never seeing snow again is like me winning $20 on a slot machine. I'd be overjoyed. Chicago has been quite the experience. Nothing what I expected. I really and truly thought I'd come to the Midwest, style the "right" client and my Personal Stylist career would take off. Ummm no. We're in the suburbs of Chicago. They don't dress up here. I asked a Limited store manager where I could find really cute boutiques with different things. She told me that they don't dress like that in the burbs. She said, "The suburbs are more laid back. Only in the city." I gave her the look down. She was right. She had no style.

I also had to drive to Chicago to find a decent hair stylist. Traffic. Traffic. Traffic. I took the traffic and the long waits but all thanks to her assistant, my coint no longer wanted to deal. Sorry not sorry.

I lost all motivation to shoot. Guess what, it's cold as hell here. Freezing. Honey, I couldn't do it. On occasion I'd shoot but I prefer sunny and clear skies without freezing wind chills. As we speak, it's freezing. Very sunny, but freezing. Snow literally sits on the ground for days. Why?? Because it's FREEZING!! Looking out the window will play tricks on your mind. The days don't let up either. 10 day forecast is all in the teens or single digit with a (-) in front.

Manners? Southern hospitality? What's that? Nobody says, "Yes Ma'am, No Ma'am, Excuse me, Thank you, You're Welcome, How are you, Can I, May I," nothing. Being polite goes out the door swiftly, here. Funky ole attitudes. I have to tell one of my son's teachers how to speak when teaching my son. He started coming home saying, "Give me" not asking.

I did push myself to do something different. People are usually drawn to me. Not the other way around. I'm friendly but I don't just walk up to people and make friendships. I started a group on Meetup.com just to find other moms with toddler sons. Drew and myself both got a lifetime friend out of that experience. *Pats self on the back*


Only a few weeks left in the Midwest and I have 1 last thing I'd like to do before heading back to The South. Try. Shake. Shack. If for some reason, God leads my family back to the Midwest, I will follow. *Cues Pimp C (Rip), "Big Pimpin'" verse* UNHH, now what yall know about them Texas girls!!

Until next month in Texas: Holla!!

LJK

January to me..

Well, as I sit here typing, I'd like to apologize for setting the wrong tone for my blog. Before I got married I blogged about pre-wedding jitters and irritations. Yes, those blogs have been deleted. LOL! My plan with blogging again was to either pick up with present day or start my photography blog. Yes, I shoot people. With a camera. It's my most loved hobby. I guess I did start with present day. My first blog back, is my life. December didn't end how I planned nor did January start out the way I planned.

My best thoughts occur on the toilet or on ambien. January is very cold. We're not in the south right now. Darkness hits at 4:30. Snow is so overrated. We were that family who at the first sight of snow, pulled our cellphones out to capture the moment. Our son was completely overdressed. Snowsuit, snow boots, gloves and fur hats all for 30 something degree weather. With it being negative something and negative double digit windchill, Texas sounds really great right about now.

My insomnia is back. My nights are long again. I guess the ambien has worn off. I can't wait to exercise again. Running outside, in Illinois, just doesn't sound appeasing to me right now. Middle school kids run in shorts this time of year. Ummm, no thanks!! Indoor exercise is so blah for me. I get bored. I need a change of scenery. January is great prep for our King Black History trip. January is going by extremely slow. I have a countdown that I've started. January thus far, has been a lot of PIZZA! With all of the complications I've had, pizza was just the easiest choice. January has been all about my 2 men. I'm a better woman, wife and mother because of them.

My future blogs will be light and fun again. The best part of blogging is writing what you want, when you want. It doesn't have to make sense. Until February... - LJK