The Sassy Steel Magnolia

See you soon! xox

Well ladies and gentlemen..we are indeed movin. Movin on up. To our own Web site! The final touches are being put in place and shooting to have a launch date of next Friday – October 2nd, 2009. *here’s hopin*

Don’t worry, all your favorite posts from Jennie B in SC will still be there, and I will keep this one up and running for a few months after the new site launches.  This has been in the works for a while and I’m so excited that it’s happening quite soon!

Stay tuned for updates..

..catch ya on the flip side!

xox

Now alls I need to do is find that darned money tree to shake & then we’ll be good to go for purchase…..   ~xox Jennie B

Something about their music always puts  a smile on my face. I, like many others, was first introduced to this awesome country band through the song Baby Girl. Since then I have always held a special place in my heart and in my life for the band and their music.

This song is by far one of my favorites, along with Something More, and as usual I felt the need to share it with my awesome readers. I really do appreciate each and every one of you and hope you continue to keep coming back AND keep letting me know your thoughts.

Have a wonderful and safe weekend! xoxo Jennie

How so very true indeed, Mr. Coulson. Is there something about a disguise or a mask that just exudes freedom? What is it about “hiding” behind something that allows us to show a completely different side that normally stays hidden in itself?  

You don’t always have to go into full-on disguise to get that feeling. Have you ever noticed that sometimes all you need is a little push..

Think about that one shirt, pair of shoes, or the style of your hair, or maybe even that certain cologne that helps you tap into a part of you that may not show as often as others? The “never-fails” thing that gives you that little bit of courage, sex appeal, gusto, charisma, confidance, whatever..that just helps things swing in your favor? You know what I’m talking about. I know you do. 

Back in highschool my trigger item used to be black eyeliner. Thick, bold, black eyeliner. I tell you…it was something about it…when I put it on top and bottom lids…it was innevitably going to be a ca-razy night. My SS and I referred to it as me puttin on my bitch eyes. haha Oh Heavens, those were the days!  Now I couldn’t tell you what exactly it was about it, but I did indeed feel different when I lined my eyes in thick black, full top and full bottom. It was rather out of my character at that stage in life, now it seems like eyeliner is a regular thing, but rarely..rarely..do I go for the full top and bottom lines. (I’ll admit, when I do, I still get that spark inside..)

Maybe I was secretly trying to channel my inner-Edie with my black eyeliner.

Why must we put on a disguise or a mask to get that little spark inside? To make it okay to let it out and show another side. Have societal norms left us so entangled that a disguise is really the only way so as to not feel persecuted or judged for thinking outside our normal boxes? I get so caught up just thinking about it, I find my mind racing around in circles trying to figure out the answers.  But then again, that could be it as well….there is no one answer to all of these questions I’ve posed to you, reader.  And to be honest, that’s another added appeal of a disguise. Another hitch in the mystery of it all.

And so, Mr. Coulson and your Shakespearean English Class, I guess Life really is a Stage. Good thing I’ve got a closet full of masks and a disguise or two to go with it all.  And of course, there’s always my black eyeliner.

Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth. – Oscar Wilde

 That site is none other than: Characters Unite

The mission is simple – the people over at USA Network are banning together with some of the nation’s leading non-profit organizations and working to build a better nation by doing the following:

 •  combating prejudice, intolerance, discrimination and hate

 •  promoting greater acceptance, understanding and mutual respect of ALL people

So what do YOU need to do? Why, so nice of you to ask…

First, go to the Web site, watch the Intro and then fill out your Pledge.

• here’s a snap shot of my pledge •

Then, get comfortable and take a look around. Meet some more characters, read their pledges. We’re all on the same mission, we just might use different words.

Make sure you check out the 50 Things You Can Do page. (And don’t be afraid to add a few of your own, that lil unique razzle dazzle of your’s!)

Then what?! SHARE, SHARE, SHARE! Get the word out & keep it growing strong. This is such an awesome thing that is happening on this site.  With every person making a committment or pledging to work a little harder, miracles will start to happen a little more often than not.

Thank you, USA Network, in your efforts and hard work to bring us characters across the nation together.  We will always belong, together with you. (And the fact that you give us Psych, Monk, Burn Notice, marathons of Law & Order SVU and NCSI, amongst many others doesn’t make you all that bad, either..)

USA Network

When I first posted the song it was about having a theme song. I have a ton of theme songs, but Unwritten is always right up there close to the top of the list every time.  If you aren’t familiar with the song, it’s time you get familiar with it.  The reason I have chosen to mention it again is because these past couple of weeks I’ve been doing a lot of thinking..about tubing.

Not the kind of tubing where you sit on an intertube with a big group of your friends and coolers and float down a river. I’m talking about real tubing, being pulled by a boat and praying that you don’t loose your bottoms if you let go.

Yea..that kind. I remember when I was little, even 7 years ago compared to 5 years ago, I wasn’t afraid to get on the tube with friends or by myself (although it was a well known fact I couldn’t hold the thing down solo) and get out there to take a ride. Of course I wanted the biggest waves and bumps and would scream and laugh till I lost my voice from flying 5 feet up in the air and getting pumbled in the water.

But that’s just it – I wasn’t scared. I didn’t stop to think, oh no I could break my arm or what if I swallow too much water or even what in the world am I going to do if I loose my bottoms?! The only thing I was concerned with is  that one moment, my love of life..and releasing any and all inhibitions and just ……….just living.

I miss those days. I truly do miss those days sometimes. Yes it is good to have a few apprehensions here and there but there is a big difference in being sensible and responsible as opposed to being out-right paranoid and over-analyzing a situation.

When I catch myself in those times, making excuses because of too many “what if’s,” I try to remember back to my tubing days and just go for it, release my fears and inhibitions and just go.

Besides – it’s good to get a mouth full of lake / river water every now and then, and we’ve all lost our bottoms at some point..right?!

Because I’m debating on striking up a dance class to teach, thought I would share a lil dancin jams with you all. For those who don’t know my dancing-think club style meets hip hop = Jennie B’s Street-Hop. Don’t get confused, there’s no ballerina in this kid’s body, pure jam sesh leading to fun for all no matter what level of dancer you are. *Although, just a lil rhythm is required for my style, a whole lotta sass and the urge to have a great time with a few laughs mixed in.

You see, most people are scared or nervous when it comes to dancing because it makes them feel uncomfortable to think that people might just be watching them.  They sit on the sidelines because they worry they may “look like an idiot” or adimately repeat: “no, I can’t dance.” Yea yea, whateva..dancin ain’t no spectator sport honey! (yes, I wrote it like that on purpose) Music is meant to be enjoyed and dancing is a joy that everyone should revel in – at least that’s my opinion.

Watch the Rihanna’s Pon De Replay Full Music Video Here

My classes always focus on helping people be more comfortable in their own skin, which is something I will admit I still have to work on every day. It is such an awesome thing when someone who may be “shy” or a bit of an “introvert” totally take hold of the song and bust it out with no worries that anyone is watching or judging. So awesome. If you haven’t felt that before then, child you need to sign up asap and help me find a space quick! Ok, kidding, but just a thought…just a thought.

Now if I could only find a decent space, with mirrors, that’ll rent to me hourly at a decent rate. (well and people that would wanna take my class, minor detail) The search is on..

Enjoy!

 received via email forward…

Brief explanation: This is from a “20-something” and offers some fresh insight. Just a few Random Thoughts:

I wish Google Maps had an “Avoid Ghetto” routing option.

Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.

 I don’t understand the purpose of the line, “I don’t need to drink to have fun.” Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they’ve invented the lighter? 

Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you’re going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you’re crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.

 I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.

 The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase “Regards” again.

 Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn’t work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ’s. We just figured it out. Today’s kids are soft.  

There is a great need for sarcasm font.

 Sometimes, I’ll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the hell was going on when I first saw it.

 I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I’ll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone’s laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I’m still the only one who really, really gets it.

 How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

 I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in. 

I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die. 

The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.

 A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.  

Was learning cursive really necessary? 

Lol has gone from meaning, “laugh out loud” to “I have nothing else to say”.

 I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

 Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.  

Whenever someone says “I’m not book smart, but I’m street smart”, all I hear is “I’m not real smart, but I’m imaginary smart”. 

How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear what they said? 

Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using ‘as in’ examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss’s last name to an attorney and said “Yes that’s G as in…(10 second lapse)..ummm…Goonies”

 What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?    

While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it…thanks Mario Kart. 

MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.  

Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person  died. 

I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water. 

Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.  

I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired. 

Bad decisions make good stories.  

Whenever I’m Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don’t mind if I do!

If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.

 Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I’m from, this shouldn’t be a problem….

 You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you’ve made up your mind that you just aren’t doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

 Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don’t want to have to restart my collection. 

There’s no worse feeling than that millisecond you’re sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.  

I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to. 

 ”Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this ever. 

I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There’s so much pressure. ‘I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren’t watching this. It’s only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?’ 

I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Aghh!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What’d you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?

 I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.  

When I meet a new girl, I’m terrified of mentioning something she hasn’t already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.

 I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it’s on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.  

Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles… 

As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists. 

Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is. 

It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood. 

I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call. 

Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn’t know what do to with it.

 Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey – but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time… 

 My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day “Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?” How the hell do I respond to that?  

I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit. 

I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

 I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay. 

The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimate d that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself.

I hope you laughed as much as I did. Have a wonderful weekend, everyone! ~xoxo Jennie B

I am sitting here at Starbucks off Long Point and happened to look over and see this sitting on the window ledge. I took this one and switched it out for an “i love you.” card. 

You can never have too many wild cards in your hand..

Remember that scene in the movie Maverick when he throws the Ace of Spades onto the pile of cards? Classic. 

Have a wonderful Sunday and may you be dealt a hand worth playing today and everyday.