Little Girl's Toys

Little boy's Toys

Okay, so the other morning I got out of bed and started my usual routine. Get out of bed at 5am, say my prayers until 5:45, hit the gym for an hour, back to the room by 6:45, watch the last 15min of Fairly Odd-Parents, and boom 7am is Spongebob time. While enjoying my Spongebob and getting ready for work a few commercials came on the screen. It’s getting closer and closer to Christmas, so they are advertising toys like crazy. The first commercial came on and it went a little something like this…… “Boom Boom Bam, Kill the aliens that’s trying to invade the planet and earn the magical slim that makes you immortal”. Obviously that commercial was advertiing something to the little boys right! I mean slim, aliens, being immortal…that’s every little boys dream. Immediately following that commercial was another, which sounded something like this, “Dress baby, bath baby, change babies diapers. When baby is crying, give baby bottle with the magical dissappearing milk, like baby is actually drinking”. Needless to say this commercial was aimed towards the little girl.

I know that every little girl wants to do what they see mommy do. We wanted to bake, clean, cook, iron. I totally understand those types of toys. I know that the same applies to little boys with the tool sets, HotWheels cars, riding lawn mowers. I guess what I am trying to say is….Where the hell is my alien destroyer toys? Growing up boys never had the reality of “what they are created to do”. As far as I can remember, the most popular toys for boys were Super Soakers, Hotwheels ramps, Laser guns, and super hero capes. I’m sure I am missing a few, but no toys, that I can remember, had anything to do with providing for a family, wifing up a woman, taking care of a child, getting a job…etc. Even though this is not the case for all girls, I do believe that we were programmed at a very young age to cook, clean, nurture, and prepare for a wedding. Barbie had the bomb wedding. Who didn’t want all that Barbie had? I mean really?

I think that my point is we wonder why some men never adjust to being a provider, never want to settle down, hardly want to grow up at all while at the same time it comes so easily to women. A woman can be thrown in a situation where a baby is crying and she can competely soothe that child with hardly any effort while some men are damn near to a nervous breakdown. I thank God for that nurturing side that I have inside of me. I love it. I love being a woman, don’t get me wrong, but I do feel that to a certain extent, I was “TOLD” what to want. I often wonder that if the same type of non-realistic toys were offered to girls (of course in the bright shades of pinks and purple) would guys and girls be sorta on the same page? Most women are ready for marriage around the age of 26-28 in some cases, while I know guys 30-37 who are like “I’m not ready for that type of responsiblity”. I do admit that some of these issues stem from personal beliefs, issues, perceptions, which everyone are entitled to. I repect that! I still think that to a certain point we were coached by society. I find myself at work getting along better with 33-40 yr old men, as we talk about last night’s episode of Southpark or Family Guy, then 20-27 yr old women, who most of the time want to talk about the problems they are having with their man. Men never lose that inner child. I love that about men. Women are kind of pushed out of that dream world, I think.

No one is at fault here and this certainly does not apply to every man and woman. This is just my brief revelation as I go back to listening to Spongebob and Patrick conquer up a plan to get a Patrick some type of award.

I will think of something else I am sure and I will edit this, but it’s time to get back to work.

As if I wasn’t already impressed. I bought my ticket 2mth in advance and it was well worth the wait. I didn’t know that we could bring camera in the Fox Theatre so I have no good pictures, but that never mattered to me. It’s stamped in my brain now, FOREVER. I couldn’t even get a clear image of his face, but I heard him. Man, did I hear him. What a voice! What awesome, well thought out lyrics! I was feeling all kinds of emotions about my outlook on music and what direction I wanted my own music career to go in. I pray to work with him one day. Something I learned at the show is that he has plenty of personality and a sense of humor, which is like putting crushed ice in my lemonade, everyone knows I love crushed ice…lol. Now I have a concert to compare to GCH, which lies on two TOTALLY different ends of the music spectrum, both really good and entertaining. I will attempt to see him every chance I can, I wish I could go back to Sunday night and watch it again. I was thinking the entire time that I wish I didn’t have to share this alone, just with myself. I really wanted someone to turn to and say, “Are you hearing this?” “Are you feeling what I’m feeling?”. There was just this drunk kid 18-20, who thought that it was so passionate of me to come alone. He said to me “I wish that I could tell Ray how much you love his music.”. That was funny b/c I didn’t realize the excitement had shown on my face so well when he mention anything about the music. I pray that someone feel as passionate about my music and voice as I do about Ray Lamontagne. He’s one of those artist I can see myself loving until the day I die. I don’t see him changing with the times, just getting better in them. Below are pictures of me before I went to the show.

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“The world can look like it’s crashing down on me, but I worship a God that created the world in 7 days.”

Man shoot! It’s Saturday and I’m at work until 6pm. I thank God for my job and know that I should not complain, but I would much rather be in my bed right now. Mmmmmmm….bed!

I have all the right reasons to be joyful though. Me and my family are in good health, I have a job that covers all my bills, and ……I’m headed to the studio within the following week to start on my “With Love, Songbird” Mixtape, with some TRUE professionals (so I’ve been told and seen thus far).

Ya’lll just get ready to purchase your tickets to my show and turn your radio up when ya hear ya girl

WITH GOD, ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE…..I believes that ya dig lil fig!

Aight back to work…MUAH!
OH WAIT…I thought that I would share this, even though I’m a girlie! >>>>>>>>>> The boy’s name Gabie \g(a)-bie\ is a variant of Gabriel (Hebrew), and the meaning of Gabie is “God’s able-bodied one; hero of God”.

“If you ever want to get off track, lose a sense of who you are and what you stand for, constantly question yourself and life…here’s what you do, stop praying and reading your Bible”

-Gabie Denise

I feel really good. Just thought that I would share that. I got up this morning in a praise and worship, listened to some of my favorite songs,watch some t.v. I see now that I have to get up early. Album art for mixtape is looking so beautiful. Stay tuned for blog change!

show my new bangs and now I am really going to take a break…fa real this time.

It is time, again, to limit my time on the internet. I have the urge again to prioritize and take care of this mixtape. I’m talking about it wayyy too much. At church yesterday, I was reminded that Faith without Works is DEAD. I don’t want to let my dream die, so I need to surround myself with the things that matter most. Our God, My Music, My Family, My Job. I’m coming back…no doubt about it. Blogging has turned into kind of a therapy for me, for when no one is listening.

Hopefully when I return I’ll have some great news and a whole new look. but until then………

With Love,
Songbird