I Got You


I’m not a holy roller nor a bible thumper. I do believe in God. I don’t fear many things but I am a God fearing woman. Of course I sin. You do see a lot of profanity here on my blog. But I do believe. I don’t judge people if they don’t believe in God or don’t think like me. I respect everyone’s beliefs and differences. Where am I going with this you’re asking?

I’ve blogged about my friend Rhonnie before. She is absoutely precious to me. We’ve never met in person or even spoken on the phone. We met on Instagram and formed a bond via e-mails and texts. We text every single day. We have the same sense of humor and tons of sarcasm. It feels like we grew up together and are Sisters.

Rhonnie suffers from chronic migraines. Have any of you ever had one? If not, you’ve probably had a mild headache. Well take that mild headache and crank it up to the max. A mild headaches is probably a level of 2 or 3. A migraine, it’s more like a 25 + throwing up, feeling hot or cold, constant throbbing and dizziness. There are tons of horrible symptoms. I cannot imagine having them daily. I’ve had one a few times and it felt like I was dying.

Rhonnie has been there for me in more ways than I can count. How you ask if we’ve never met? She gets me. She understands what I’m going through with my 17 year old dog as his kidneys and liver are failing. She prays for me daily and tells me she’s there for me. She knows if I’m keeping something from her or if I have something brewing in my mind. How strange right? She gives me advice, good advice.

Today was the first time she’s ever asked me for anything. Her text read “Lennon I need you to do me a favor. Starting tomorrow and everyday til the 25th will you please pray I don’t get sick with a headache? My mom and her boyfriend will be here and I really want to be with them. I know it’s a lot to remember to do it each day but I would appreciate it.”

My thoughts? I teared up. The one thing she asks of me is prayer. I pray for her every single night before I go to sleep. But this was huge for me. She’s had my back for quite some time. I’ve let my guard down with her. I’ve let her in. I’m picky on who comes in, ya feel me? I answered her as I was sitting at a red light stuck in traffic….”I’m cutting my music off in the car and I’ll be praying the entire ride home. I’ve got you!”

Cutting music off in my car while driving is rarely a factor. It’s like eating a meal without anything to drink. As I began praying out loud…I got emotional. It was as if God was sending me a sign that he was listening and telling me I’ve got this….


Zoom in if you will. Yep this car in front of me with this decal really got to me. I got chills up my spine…tears forming in my eyes as I pray for God to get Rhonnie through this month without being sick so she can enjoy time with her family. I explained how she’s brought me closer to him. God. How she’s so selfless and is always putting others ahead of herself and how she takes the pain over and over again and never complains. She’s grateful for everything in her life and never asks why me.

She encourages me and inspires me regularly. Was it by chance we met on IG? Was it fate? Nope, I think God knew we needed each other. Even when I’ve had a bad day or have some type of issue my hubby says “Did you text Rhonnie? What’s her take on it?” She’s my Bestie. As strange as that sounds I’m connected to her like family.


Thank you Rhonnie for being there for me. I’m honored to return the favor. Not only have I got you but God has your back too.




Divergent Codex

Happy Birthday to one of my FAVORITES!

Jon Beckett is a wonderful human being. An incredible friend. So, being today is his birthday I wanted to give him a big shout out and share his “About”Ā  https://divergentcodex.wordpress.com/about/ with you. Please stop in and have a seat, maybe a cup of coffee with him, he loves coffee. He’s a great listener, very intelligent, loves sci-fi stuff, a computer nerd and book worm. I love all of these things about him. He’ll welcome you in and I’m positive you’ll enjoy getting to know him.

Again, Happy Birthday Jon!

Hugs, Lennon




Ugly Days

ugly days

Today was just a really ugly day. Can you say ugly for me? It sounds strange and foriegn doesn’t it? Probably because I never say it. I try to find the pretty in everything that comes my way. The issues at work today were mad real, I can’t make the shit up. I’ll spare you the ranting, bitching, and moaning because I’m sure you have ugly days too. You don’t need to hear about mine.

Loves!!! You are my beauty in this ugly day. Know Why? Because your blogs are inspiring, motivating, funny, real, and uplifting to me. Ya’ll are always making my days brighter! Thank you for that!

I have a little celebration bouncing around in my heart as well. As of today, I have 202 followers on this lame ass blog that I write. It’s shocking and insane to say the least. I remember it took about 3 weeks to get 5 followers when I first started back in August of 2015.

Who knew that my mundane day to day rants and ramblings would have followers like you. Although some of you are new to my blog I so appreciate getting to know each one of you. I love your comments, jokes, blogs, personalities, pictures and everything about you.

I just want all of you to know that you make me smile daily and you’re like family to me. Not the dysfunctional kind either. You support me and build me up and I hope I do the same for you.

Thank you for following and for being you! Now, enough of this mushy bullshit! How was your day loves? Tell me all about it, raise a glass of wine, beer, mixed cocktail and let’s toast to this fucking Monday being O.V.E.R. shall we? Cheers!





Bad Ass Chic’s

This week has been raging with problems at work. A lot of unnecessary political bullshit drama. Seems as though vendors are fucking me over every single day the first week of 2016. It’s really made me question if I’m in the right line of work. I’ve got to do some serious soul searching in the next couple of weeks on my next move or if I’m staying put.

Today my spirits were lifted by one of my favorites. You’ve read about her before and I like to call her “My Little Pretty.” She texted me this little gem of a song Bad Mama Jama today with “Here’s your throwback theme song for today, Bad Ass!” Talk about putting a smile on my face and making me laugh. It’s almost as if she senses something’s up with my little world and that I’m about to lose my shit and go insane!

Can I stress to you all how important it is for a woman to have other bad ass chic’s as friends? Well, it’s extremely fucking important. Especially chic’s that GET YOU and your personality. There’s so many different types of female friendships like the ones that go to church together, the ones that are Mom friends, work girlfriends, catty friends that you just can’t trust and that will stab you in the back and secretly be extremely jealous of you. But then there’s the ones that sparkle and shine and when you see them the song “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” is playing in your mind. They can do absolutely no wrong in your eyes. You can call them a bitch out of love and they don’t get offended. They will ride or die for you, have your back no matter what you’ve done or said, they’ll take up for you or support you 100% even if you’re wrong? They’ll cry and laugh with you and buy you chocolate or tell you that you look gorgeous even though your crying and your mascara is running down your chin and your honestly look like death. You know you’ve found this type of bad ass chic friend if you’ll reciprocate the same with her.

Value these special chic’s because in my lifetime they’re few and far between and so rare. Tell them how much you love them and how you adore them. Send them that funny text with this song below…..I promise you it will make their day, week or month! By the way, check out Carl’s moves, he’s killin’ it šŸ™‚


My Gang


Throughout the years I’ve made some incredible friends….

I’ve noticed as I get older it’s harder to connect with female friends at my age. For some of you newcomers I’m 44 years old. About nine years ago I relocated to a different city. I’ve not found any chic’s in this area that I’ve bonded with on the level of my other girlfriends in other cities.

Women already have those tight groups of friends already assembled usually at this age. It’s hard to get into these groups for example, it’s a bit like getting a reservation to that newest and latest restaurant that opened up downtown.

In life there are several friendships you’ll have. There’s trial periods, tests, comfort, laughter, arguments, differences, and so on. It’s those challenges that you go through together to see if they’re lasting or not.

There are friendships you might have had through your childhood, high school, or college. You lost your connection but ran into them at a party or in the grocery store and set a lunch date to catch up. You regain that strong friendship by picking up right where you left off. Or, you realize you have nothing in common anymore and your lifestyles are the complete opposite of each other and you’re disconnected.

I have two female friendships that are my “ride or die” girls. They get me. It’s quite hard to explain but I’ll do my best.

Angela – We just reconnected last year and were high school friends. Come to findĀ  out we have a lot in common. We also live different lifestyles. She has children and is highly successful. She lives a crazy busy life and honestly I don’t see how she does it all. She’s balancing being a Mom, a bad ass career bitch, taking care of her Father as his health is declining quickly and has a boyfriend to love and spend time with. She’s fucking Super Woman if you ask me. But, she listens to me, encourages me, loves me (the real me). I offer her the same, listening, checking in on her, encouraging her, building her up, etc. She tells me her secrets and I tell her mine (what secrets I have anyways, which isn’t too much, my life seems to be an open book). Although she lives over 2 hours away, we confide in each other and are tight. I adore her and admire her so much.

Rhonnie – Just met her a couple of years ago through social media. She lives far far away. We have an incredible connection like we’ve known each other our entire lives. It’s almost as if we grew up together….it’s actually quite scary. We banter back and forth via text and bust each others balls (If we had some) and when we insult each other we’re pretty much showing our gratitude for one another. For instance, yesterday she texts me her picture of her Starbucks and I mentioned I wondered if ours was open Christmas morning and her response was “probably not down there where you hicks live”. Of course, some would be offended at this but not me, I busted out laughing. Typical Rhonnie. I text back “Eat a bag of limp dicks”. Another example, I paint my nails one day a teal color – guys that’s like the color of a swimming pool (I know you fellas sometimes don’t get the names of colors) anyway I text her a picture of my nails “Whatcha think?” I wait, and wait, and wait and 10 minutes later she replies “You want my honest opinion? Take that shit off, you’re 44 years old and too damn old to wear teenager colors, pull yourself together!” She’s brutally honest with me and I love her for that. Always making me laugh. I love her more than she’ll ever know. But, we’ve never even met in person. That’s the beauty of my friendship with her. I love that we’ve never even met or spoken on the phone but we have this mad real connection.

I also have a dude that I’m pretty tight with too. He’s my work Bestie. I get so tired of hearing that men and women can’t be “just friends” because I honestly think they can be. My personality is pretty much of a “dude sort of trapped in a woman’s body” I’ve been told. I do think like a man at times…like why are anniversaries and Valentine’s Day so fucking important? Why do women need expensive bags, diamonds and shit like that and make lists for the men to go get for their birthdays and such? I’ve forgotten my wedding anniversary twice. Anyway, my work Bestie and I are always cracking jokes and picking on each other. When we pass each other in the hall we karate kick each other. We also have the serious side to us where we support each other and confide in each other about work stuff and talk about our goals, hopes and dreams. He’s married and I’m married but we are great friends. He makes me laugh, believes in me, builds me up and I do the same for him. We even have one of those stupid fist bump thingsĀ  that we do. Basically we’re geeks, dorks, and in this elite club at work which only entails the two of us.

My point to all of this is cherish and value these friendships you have. The older you get the less you’ll find anything like them. Find you’re small gang of Strong, Bad Ass, Direct, Honest, Ride Or Die friends. I’d take a bullet for any of them. Not that that would EVER be necessary but you get my drift. These are friends I respect, admire, and love unconditionally. Friendship is so fucking important whether you’re a chic or a dude. We all need that support, humor, honesty and devotion don’t we?

Let your gang know how much they mean to you and never lose that allegiance to one another.