Diplomacy

Diplomacy

di‧plo‧ma‧cy  /dɪˈploʊməsi/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[di-ploh-muh-see] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation

–noun

1. 
   

   Tact and skill in dealing with people. See Synonyms at tact.

tact  /tækt/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[takt] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation,

–noun

1.	a keen sense of what to say or do to avoid giving offense; skill in dealing with difficult or delicate situations.

2.	a keen sense of what is appropriate, tasteful, or aesthetically pleasing; taste; discrimination.

3.	touch or the sense of touch.

[Origin: 1150–1200; < L tāctus sense of touch, equiv. to tag-, var. s. of tangere to touch + -tus suffix of v. action]

—Synonyms 1. perception, sensitivity; diplomacy, poise.

I was raised on diplomacy! Growing up, I was taught to be tactful and diplomatic at all times. I’m still tactful and diplomatic. A friend once told me that I could insult someone right to their face and they wouldn’t even realize I was insulting them. She called me nice-ty.

Why am I blogging about diplomacy and tact? Well, I am damn tired of being diplomatic and tactful. It’s time for me to grow up and be rude for a change. I don’t sugarcoat things, but I do tend to have a special way of saying some things. I once dated a guy who told me that I had a way of saying, “No” without actually using the word NO. He was right. I would say, “next week, tomorrow, when such & such, or how about this instead?”

This is why I am now declaring this blog tactless, rude, inconsiderate, thoughtless, brash, and boorish. Not really.

Point I'm Making: For me, life is better when I am honest and speak my mind.

Blogs of note(brutal honesty note that is):

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  http://www.showmeblog.com/


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  http://field-negro.blogspot.com/


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  http://www.brutallyhonest.org/


• 
  
  http://funnymommy.blogspot.com/

Happy Birthday To Me

March 25 was my birthday. I feel internally beautiful and at peace. I love this feeling. All of my needs are met. I want for nothing. I feel like the 23rd Psalm. I feel at rest. I want to bottle this feeling and sell it. Naw. I would like to bottle it up for when I am not as rational as I should be. Trash that. I'm holding on to this feeling for as long as possible.

Doug offered to take me to the restaurant of my choice for my birthday. I was torn between Dianne's on Devine and Ruth's Chris. I finally chose Dianne's. I appreciate him. I was trippin over him this weekend, but I'm better now. My little episode this weekend confirmed that I am a spoiled little one and at times bratty. Not going into any more details about that one. We finally went to Ruth's Chris instead.

Back to my birthday. I am 38 today and feel great. I've lost 8 lbs since I started working closer to home with less traffic stress.

I have wonderful friends who really do love me and love them back. Life is great. I'm loving it.

And yes, I am spoiled.

Happy Birthday To Me!

Dear Blog

Dear Blog and Blog Readers,

It has been 7 days since my last post. Please forgive me for neglecting you like that. Last night I tried to write a post. Actually I did and my computer locked up on me and I lost all that I typed. It was very frustrating and sad. I lost a beautifully and wonderfully written post.

Dear Blog and Blog Readers, it has been 7 days since my last post. I can say that I have been busy with Doctors visits, the boys, work, life, love and the like, but it may seem like I am making up excuses for ignoring you. Please forgive my neglect.

Dear Blog and Blog Readers how I miss you all. I miss our time together. I miss commenting and receiving comments. I miss my previous Alexa ranking prior to my untimely neglect of you all.

Dear Blog and Blog Readers, I won't be online tonight because I have to go to another town to visit my dad. My dad is in the hospital and I have to go see him.

Dear Blog and Blog Readers, thanks for still being here during my busy absence. Although I have not been faithful to you, you have been faithful to me and I appreciate you all for it.

Dear Blog and Blog Readers, I wish I could remember that beautiful post I typed last night before my computer crashed on me. It was all about you and how much I miss you and love you and cherish you. You mean so much to me even though I have spending most of my time with the boys, by myself, with real people, working, etc., other real life stuff, you are still an important part of my life.

Dear Blog and Blog Readers, I hope all is well with you and yours. Please keep in touch.

Love,
Keala M. Brown
aka Let Me Flow
aka Professional Flirt
aka Domestic Violence Survivor

My Earliest Childhood Memory is . . .

eating spiders on my back porch. Yes, I did it. I ate bugs as a child.

We had this huge screened in back porch. I remember it being an old fashioned type porch with the bottom half of the wall being wooden, and the top half all screen. The inside of the porch was painted grey. I don't remember any furniture back there. Just a deep freezer or some other appliance that I didn't really care to know or remember about as a child.

I remember when I was about 3 years old, I would go play on the back porch all alone. I was an only child for about 4 years so I didn't have any live in playmates. I remember role playing all by myself alot as a child. I would pretend I was many different things like a lion, a giant, a fire truck, any new thing I'd just learned about or seen.

On this particular day, I think I was a cat or some small animal. There I was crawling around on the back porch making animal noises, licking my paws and stuff, when I crawled right into a spider web! Darn! I got webby stuff all over me. So, since I was an animal, I did what animals do. I ate the stuff. Then I found the spider, and I ate IT too.

Yes, that's my earliest childhood memory. Eating bugs!! Yummy!

Lesson Learned: We can eat bugs and survive.

Time For A Change

This goal has been gnawing at me for a considerable amount of time now. I no longer find fulfillment in what I do.

• http://www.truecolorscareer.com/
• http://delightfulwork.com/category/fulfilling-work/

See more progress on: work because I like to, not because I have to

I Believe I Was Meant To Learn It

and use it in my everyday life.

• http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reiki
• my google search for reiki
• http://www.universalhealingcentre.com/blog.php
• http://www.pilatesandreikiinparadise.com/
• http://reikiretreat.blogspot.com/
• http://reikiranch.blogspot.com/
• http://www.reikitimes.com/

See more progress on: learn reiki

Loving Me Feels So Good

Since the car accident, my back has been in alot of pain. I went to the chiropractor for my second visit yesterday. I started to feel a little better after that visit, but around 2:30 I was in pain again. So, I left work early. I have also missed a lot of work as a result of the accident.

Thursday was the only day this week I did NOT have a doctor’s appointment. I was happy not to have that interruption in my regularly scheduled life. When I got off work Thursday, I had a craving for crab cakes AGAIN. So I went grocery shopping.

I came home, made the boys do their chores right because they got it all wrong. I was really looking forward to cooking my special dinner and I do not cook in a dirty kitchen. So after the work, I cooked fried chicken (for the boys, I gave up chicken altogether), crab cakes, baked zucchini, corn, and biscuits. The boys had milk while I enjoyed a glass white zinfandel with my special dinner. Cooking exactly what I wanted for dinner was me nurturing me and my body.

Friday after the boys left for their 4th weekend in a row visit with their dad, I enjoyed stuffed tilapia, brussel sprouts, biscuits and white merlot. That white merlot was very good.

Two nights in a row I enjoyed fabulously cooked dinners with my favorite people, me, myself, William, Allan, and TJ. Friday is was all about me. Quiet, peaceful and just what I needed.

See more progress on: Nurture ME - my mind, my body, my spirit, my soul

I Smile

When I remember how
you last touched me
I Smile

When I inhale and
experience your essence, your aura
I Smile

When I close my eyes and taste
the sweet nectar that is ALL You
I Smile

When I experience your arms
around me bringing me into You
I Smile

When I remember every
experience we've shared
I Smile

When I think of You
and all that you are and represent
I Smile

When I enter into
your being and Let Go
I Smile

Me inside of You
You inside of Me
I Smile

So, You Were in a Car Accident. BTW, When was your last pap smear?

On February 26, 2008, I was sitting on Rhame Road about to turn into my subdivision, when something hit my car and it went BAM!! Then my head hit the headrest and went BAM!!! I shouted, "DAMN!" My head hurt all night long. The next day my back was hurting.

So, I went to the ER, got checked out. I sprained my foot, got a dorsal/lumbar/cervical strain. I had to go back to the internist for a followup. I swear my back still hurts.

On Monday, March 3, 2008, I went for my followup. I was still in pain. My back was/is still hurting. I told the doctor so.

He looked at me and said, "There's really nothing we can do for you. You look like you'll heal on your own. By the way, when was your last pap smear?"

HUH? What? Pap smear? I was hit from behind while sitting down! Dude!

I told him when my last pap smear was. Then he asked, "Who did it for you?"

"Dr. Shipley," I replied

"Oh. I remember him. He was old when I was in medical school twenty years ago. He's still practicing?"

"Yes. He delivered my youngest son."

"Well, we offer gyn services as well. We also run more diagnostic tests than other gyn's."

By now I'm thinking, "Is that so? I came in here as a result of a car accident and you're trying to steal Dr. Shipley's patients."

All I could say was, "My back still hurts. If I decide to leave Dr. Shipley, I'll give you a call. Thanks for offering." <-- See, that's me being diplomatic.

The short version: I go in to have my back looked at because of a car accident and the doctor asked me how my cookie was doing.

I have no lessons for this blog. If you have any, please enlighten me.

The following blogs are totally unrelated to this post. I just felt like sharing:

• http://eliminate-my-debt.blogspot.com/


• http://blacktennispros.blogspot.com/


• http://www.igotanswers.info/


• http://redeyewire.multiply.com/journal/item/284/CONNECTED......?replies_read=8


• http://reverendrichie2.multiply.com/journal/item/53/Your_Opinion_please..

On Rating Yourself

DIGGING IN THE CRATES wrote a blog titled “RATE YOURSELF”.

I gave myself a high score because I love Keala Brown. People who know me know that I’m not conceited. I’d like to think I’m a positive person.

Well, here is the point, once upon a time I was P-H-I-O-N-E. That wasn’t too long ago. After my divorce, I gained a lot of weight (25-30lbs). Ouch! But guess what? I am still phione!

Well, what I noticed was when I gained the weight I also gained a lot of admirers. My dad said the weight looks really great on me, so do a few friends. The ones who really noticed were strangers! Yes, strangers. I get approached more now than when I was 25 lbs lighter. I mean I get approached by men almost daily, sometimes several times a day. At Wal*Mart (I still say WM is evil), at the gas station, at the bank, at the park, at the skating rink, where ever I go.
I thought this was kind of odd because when I was smaller in size, I NEVER got approached by men. Well, rarely, not never.

All of this got me to thinking….hmmmm…what kind of women based on looks alone are men more likely to approach? I asked a friend, a male friend that is, the one who approached me in the bank.

“What type of woman based on looks alone are most men more likely to approach?”

“Average looking women. The really fine and pretty ones are usually stuck up and dis brothers. The ugly girls usually think you have ulterior motives and usually dis brothers as well.”

“Hmmmmm….Is that so?”

So, I was right. I used to be fine, now I’m average. Yeah right. Yall know I'm above average. I took this conversation to my girlfriend who is very beautiful. She says she’s rarely approached because she’s on the slim side. I say it’s because she’s gorgeous. I probably get approached more because of my average-ness. She thinks Keala is above average looking and Keala looks friendly when out in public. (Do I look friendly?)

Really? Is that so?

What do you think family?

Also, based on outward appearance alone men, would you prefer Jada Pinkett Smith(small & petite) or Jennifer Hudson(full figured & voluptuous)?

Related blogs:
http://cocoalounge.blogspot.com/2007/01/full-figured-women-shine-at-golden.html
http://celebodies.wordpress.com/about-2/

Related sites:
http://www.campaignforrealbeauty.com/dsef07/t5.aspx?id=7332
http://www.bodypositive.com/

LESSON LEARNED: True Beauty is within and it shines through without.