Day in La Limonada Guatemala (Wednesday)

Today was the highlight of my trip to Guatemala. Today my group visited the burrow of La Limonada. The state of the burrow looked like brick-style grey legos stacked on top of one another. From what I learned from one of our guides, the area is thick with gang rivalry and poverty. Also, there is a bridge that separates two sections of area. This bridge is called "The Devil's Bridge". The bridge is made of crumbling cement; below the bridge is an open sewer river. It is filled with discarded personal belongings and lost items that were washed away by torrential rains.

As the day moved forward, our group moved to a tour of one of the public cemeteries. The trip to the cemetery is where I found my calling for this trip. (Some background:  I was not feeling this trip Monday and Tuesday. My pastor knew I was not happy and although I felt bad, I made no effort to hide my feelings). Our tour guide in the cemetery was "Teddy" from CMT and he looked just like a teddybear :-). He is Guatemalan and he shared a beautiful yet tragic story of Guatemalan history, which tied perfectly into why La Limonada is the way it is.

Short story:  There was civil war in Guatemala between men with political interests, greed in their hearts for land and money, and divided religious views (Evangelistic and Catholic). The war was being fought in an area of the country-side that forced people to flee and the result forced the people to flee to La Limonada, which was created by the government as refugee camp. Teddy referred to this effect of each cause as a 'wound'. Wounds of war that have been left to fester and kill the lives of many in its path.

Corporate Life in RTP (Real-Time Pharma) - Scene 1, Act 1

When I started this blog, it was meant as a outlet for me to get things off my chest and it has developed into something a bit more entertaining. I want give a big Thanks to all that read my 'Crazy'! .... and this blog is still my outlet.

Speaking of CRAZY! I recently left a company to pursue a new opportunity (and I must admit the change was well overdue). So in this previous organization, I attended a meeting before my exit, where a member of the Executive Management team for my department was speaking. This person was speaking about recent promotions and why decisions were made. So, this Executive person recently promoted several people on our team - all non-American born - and each possessed accents from their native land. The explanation given for these promotions was:

"This gives our clients the impression that we are a global company [during conference calls]."

One of these people promoted, I trained, as this person was new to the industry - and was now the person I reported to - WTF! On the day of this meeting, I realized that no matter what I do for this company; for this department; for my team - my worth just went down the toilet because I am an American with a mid-western accent. After the meeting I sat at my desk and could not do anymore work for the day. I could not believe this person opened their mouth and made that statement (with a fucking smile)!

All I can say is, if you enjoyed this little snippet from my work-life, get ready because the shit gets better and funnier.  There are some dumb-asses running corporate america - just a comedy show in waiting!

Peace be with you!

Sweetness of Weakness

Recently, while at a gas station in Morrisville, NC, I made a purchase and mentioned to the cashier (an older Asian gentleman) that the purchase was one of my weaknesses. He blushed a smile and said, "never tell a man your weaknesses, he will mostly likely use it to his advantage." He winked and handed me my purchase. I  smiled back and thanked him for the advice. As I walked out of the station, I realized the truth in his words - although, York Peppermint Patties are not high on the list of weaknesses to manipulate me - there are some weaknesses I keep close to the vest and share ONLY when appropriate.

Two weaknesses pretty high on my list that I don't mind sharing include: watching Dr. Who (I am a die-hard Whovian!) and buying Italian leather shoes (size 38.5 or 39). Each of these are as sweet a pleasure as the York Peppermint Patties on my tongue. Yummy!

Every woman has a weakness... shoes, clothes, food, sex, money, significant other(s) or that pleasure spot on her [you insert the word].  Whatever it may be, it is that woman's burden to carry, beast to tame or pleasure to fulfill. My advice to women on weaknesses is to own it, acknowledge it and know your limits. If by chance you happen to find yourself in a situation involving a high-level weakness, be a GOOD GIRL and set conditions early so you'll have control on the progression of events. Remember a weakness can become a slippery slope towards an addiction.

Good Girls:  http://youtu.be/UR1yoAwaiig

Addicted Official Trailer:  http://t.co/PTcqfEGO7q

Suga' -n- Salt with the Perfect Beat

Shugga is shugga and salt is salt if you didn't get off today it not our fault.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_723_nVHtE

I know this will make you smile if your day is a little sluggish!

Perfect little RED lace dress - ShopAKIRA.com

I found this smokin' red hot dress on ShopAKIRA.com.

This dress is a must have; its a square neck lace dress that will hug your curves in all the right places.  Pair it with a balconette cup bra and you're ready for your special event.

Check it out before it disappears:
http://www.shopakira.com/products/square-neck-lace-dress-in-red.html

Call It Like I See IT!

(Above & Below) - These are two of my many pics from my morning runs. I love those cool dewy mornings of NC; the air is cool and thick at the same time yet perfect for running.

What you don't see in these pics are all the crazy happenings. Early mornings not only brings out the runners, walkers, and cyclists, but it also calls on the voyeurs and exhibitionists. So, there's this guy (I'll call him Gray Stallion) who stands in his window "bucket" naked drinking from his coffee mug on Saturdays - now I am a woman and only human so I am not complaining about this man's weekend routine. This man's body is ripped/cut and his is hung well. I SWEAR! I try not to look, but I just can't help it - OMG!!!  Then there's Jack on Sundays! As I walk down the usual side street for my cool-down, there's Jack in his all blacked-out BMW X5 (upgraded wheels and custom rims) with his right hand Jack hammering away. As I finish off my cool-down walk, he makes certain to park facing me while he's parked in the parking lot. If I look his way (to let him know I see him) he turns on his bright lights to blind my sight - smart move Jack don't put your eye out!

This is what I get for running along main roads and side streets. So, I guess I either need to find me some safe trails free from the Lions, Stallions, Jacks and Bears or find a running group to keep my focus on running. Well Ladies if you are out in the AM getting your workout on, stay safe.

What happens when you close your mouth & let your ass talk!

What happens is..... Some serious dumb 'shit' usually comes out. I recently met an industry professional in RTP through networking. She seemed very professional so we scheduled lunch as a follow up to the networking.

Well! Lunch was a real eye opener. I could not believe the shit coming out of her mouth. I just sat there thinking ...if I closed my eyes I swear I was listening to Anna Faris (from Scary Movie 1 2 & 3) and not the short sunkissed woman sitting in front of me ...Lol!

I refuse to share what she talked about during that hour. Usually women that open that easily are lonely or craving a friendship, so I invited her to work out with me one day in the near future. She declined my offer & said "I only work on the pole". Now my mind was on a real shock trip - wtf!

She explained it was a pole dancing class. One day each week she leaves work for 2 hrs to attend her pole dancing classes. Then she asked me if I wanted to join her for a class or two. I kindly declined. We had a good lunch and then parted ways.

Interesting day!