"My half sided view"​

I recently read, somewhere, about the 10 things that confident and successful people don't do. I don't disagree with any of them, but I must feel successful and confident enough to give you more than 10 things that I think successful, confident people do. -

They build a solid team of people around them that they can trust.

They never fear who would be the one person that won't be a team player. They encourage everybody.

They do not sleep on a schedule that most people can live off of.

They are willing to talk to anybody.

They may give up in their heads sometimes, but never out of their mouths.

They are able to see the future. They make plans that may take six years to actually conceive. Meaning, they perceive the virtual reality of something before they actually conceive it.

Successful people never want to feel superior, and they do not want their counterparts to feel inferior.

Successful people believe in love, not luck. They believe in hard work, but mostly they believe in building a solid team to accomplish what has never been done before.

Successful people change their mind without an excuse.

Successful people want other people around them that want to excel beyond the ordinary.

Successful people are always looking to lift someone up to where they are.

Successful people are not loud mouth leaders, they are team players with audacity, integrity, and wit.

Successful people never dream of failure. They encourage others around them so that they too can soar.

Successful people feel obliged to make a list of things that they believe help propel them to a confident standing in their intimate and professional circle.

Successful people think they can buy friends, but yet they earn respect and friendship by working just as hard, just as long, and just as smart as anyone in the room.

Successful people find a way, or they make a way.

In conclusion. Everyone is successful by their own standards. The key to recognizing success is to know that you gave something your ultimate best.

The end

#benefitsorbills #wordstoensure

I'm a writer

I have always wanted to be a writer.  I have practiced my skill for 42 years.  First I learned how to write my ABC’s, my 123’s, my do you like me picture books, and then I took a break.  Once Middle school started.  I slowly graduated to more serious stuff.  I wrote love poems to my first boyfriend J.M. He was such a good kisser that I felt inspired.  I guess the stint at forging my mothers signature doesn’t count huh? It did come in handy when I had to sign my report cards, and my permission slips.  My mother was way too busy being a single parent and all.  I couldn’t let her take care of all the small stuff.

By the end of middle school I was writing some very interesting short stories. No one hardly noticed that I always made myself the main character.  The fact that I would play my character out in real life situations was a complete surprise to my Mother when she and I ran into my 8th grade English teacher Mrs. Short at a Sears department store. My first instinct was to run and hide, but I was too late. Mrs.Short had already started talking to my mom about how I barely made it out of her English class with all of the missed days due to my illness. Less than twelve months later I had moved to Georgia with my Dad. The details are kind of sketchy, but I do remember it being in the middle of the night.  There were no witnesses so that part of the story stops here.

Just know this. Writing is my refuge. It saves me from myself, others, and from having to pay a cable bill.  Writing is my secret pleasure. Whenever I can't figure something out. I make a note to myself, and I send it back to myself. I call them, "Notes to Self." They keep me company, all while reminding me that whatever may afflict my life, or cause me to stumble.  It is written that I will get back up, and start all over again.  I pray that you enjoy them as much as I have over the years! 

Don't shed a tear without laughter, or laughter without a tear.

simply A

The Highway to my mind is the road less traveled

The Friend

When you become my friend. You become my family.  My heart is broken up into so many pieces.  It takes all of them to make me whole.  If something breaks me, they fix it.  I spend more than half of my life getting to them. I travel by train, plane, bus, boat, bike, automobile, and Facebook. My friends know that I am everything because they love me. 

The Lover

I run to him when I'm mad and he makes me smile.

I run to him him when I need advice and his wisdom floors me.

I run to him when I need money and he makes it rain.

I run to him with my secrets and he holds them in his heart.

I run to him when that daughter of ours pisses me off and he gives her the look of death. 

I run to him when people don't treat me fairly and he never speaks their name again. 

I've been running to this man for over 24 years.

He catches me before I even have a chance to fall.

 I'm more than in love. I'm obsessed with this man.

I am till death do us part and then forever.

He's not my Valentine. He is the last love of my lifetime. 

The Designer →

"If you build it, show it off"

The girl pad...My office with a view

I have a healthy obsession with lights, candles, order, Facebook, design, love, family,photos, fitness, finance, dreams realized, music,pillows, generosity, authenticity, happy news, vacations, and hard work. For my 50thBirthday I gifted myself a makeover that included all of the above. My girl pad is finally completed.  I worked hard as hell. I taught myself how to stone a wall, tile a back splash, grout, use a miter saw, hang lights, Paint with detail, and hang curtains from a ceiling. I'm proud of myself. I learned that self doubt is a sin, and that the impossible is non existent. The things that make me the most happiest are the things that Ii can gift to someone else. The things that make me the most proud are the things that I can gift to myself. I can finally celebrate my 50th birthday year.  It's going to be my best year ever. Thank you for keeping up and paying attention.  

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www.bdazzledinteriors.com

BEFORE & AFTER

1231 Studio 2016

 BEFORE

910 Kitchen remodel 2016

910 Project 2016

The Wall Before  

910 Project 2016

The Stone Wall

AFTER

901 Kitchen remodel 2016

5th Avenue Project 2016

My Old Childhood Home remodel BEFORE

5th Avenue 2016

The living room view BEFORE

5th Avenue Project 2016

My Old Childhood Home remodel AFTER 

5th Avenue 2016 Gainesville, Fl

The living room view AFTER

5th Avenue Project 2016

The Fireplace AFTER

5th Avenue Project Gainesville, FL 2016

The Fireplace BEFORE

The Gypsy

I have traveled around the open roads

Going from cities to towns

I was looking for my first true love

But he was never around

I traveled around from State to State

Looking for the perfect date

What I found on my travels abroad

Were many with a merrily nod

There was no road maps on my

Pilgrimage to find the love of a 

Lifetime

  Just miles and miles

Of highway signs that showed 

Of where to dine

Imaging the life of a Gypsy girl

With no real home

the days  

the months, and years add up  

but she must continue to roam

The love of a lifetime on a Gypsy 

Scale

must be weathered and worn

It has to be a tried and true love

Just never torn

A.H.

The Marketing & Branding Guru

If you have seen it done before, I didn't do it 

COMING SOON....Read all about it!!!

The Aunt

'Ultimate love by special delivery."

What happens when your sister has a son, and he becomes yours?  What happens when you brother has a son, and he becomes yours?  You have the perfect sons to love for life without any labor pains, trouble, College tuition, or insane grocery bills.  it's like winning the lottery without ever playing.

The Sister

I always wanted to be a twin 

The Mentor

I've been described as being the ultimate optimist by people who love and know me very well. I am not blinded by the world around me. I see bad things happening all of the time. I just won't let those things taint my soul. This picture reminds me that my true gift to the world is being present in the lives of each and every young lady, and young man that God places in my life for me to love, and mentor. They are always watching me. I want to teach them about having dreams, and the kindness of strangers. When things try to take a wrong tun in my life, I automatically become fearless. I am extremely confident that good things are always yet to come. My name is Angelia, and I was born an optimist. That is the legacy I will leave behind. Do you know what your legacy will say about you? I admire the late Dr. Martin Luther King jr. He taught me how to have a vision for others, and I celebrate him everyday in my actions. It is what I am most proud of. I offer a personal Salute to those who have gone before us with the hopes that we all learn to make life choices that will allow us to pave the road ahead for our leaders of tomorrow.
 

 

The Daughter

 Everyday is Mother's Day around here. I refer to my mother as, "My most prized accessory."  I take Ann Neter Heard any, and everywhere with me. I never forget to count my blessings when it comes to being thankful for this Lady. I call, she doesn't answer right away, but she shows up. I show up at her door, and she acts as though I haven't seen her in months  When sometimes only 24 hours have passed since we shared a meal, or a laugh together. No human has loved me more than her.  The best of herself is all she knows how to give me. I never care when we don't get along. I know that she is the one person that would do anything for me.  She already has.   

I am everything because my mommy loved me first!

The Mother

I dare you to build a child with compassion.  Go right ahead. Teach them whom to bow their heads to, and then they will learn the power of praise.  It's okay to manage their life with adult wisdom, choose their friends until they learn that association brings on assimilation, and just like that..  A new star is born. I challenge you to push them beyond their breaking point while nurturing their independence of you.  It's a balancing act that even the strongest parent of all must learn to muster.  I'm sincerely asking that you take your role as Mommy, and, or Daddy seriously for life. Don't just cheer for your child when they are up. Cheer louder, longer, and obnoxiously sincere whenever their cookie finally crumbles. Clean up their mess with them. Let them sweep while you hold the dust pan. Don't throw a life to chance. Be purposeful in your dealings of your offspring. Contemplate their future while you rest at night. Dream of their life unfolding right before your very eyes. Let time pass you right on by without ever considering it's worth. Time waits on no one, so don't wait on it. The only thing worth living for is a life of purpose, passion, and monumental love. Make your mark. Let's go!

The Triathlete

I ride those 60 miles for me.  I train my mind, my body, and my heart for me. I need each of those things to work in perfect harmony so that I can gift myself a lifetime of a chance to love-

Simply A

The Bitch

Maybe the best gift that you really can offer to someone, is the gift of forgiveness. It's the hardest thing that I have ever had to do. My heart always seems to contemplate giving a gift of distance, lifelong silent torture, or everyday acts of pretense.  I have gained nothing with those methods, so I'm learning new ones. The first thing I do is look at myself in the mirror, and my flaws remind me that my life is not lived without mistakes, bitch ass ways, and lies. I'm maturing beyond as much of that as I can. Won't you join me??? 

when I'm not smiling.  I'm plotting.

The total value of my life is worth protecting myself at all times.

I want a building with my face in it.

The Cuban government is just like a self serving socialist- they care about the importance of whatever given circumstance has a positive affect on their life. Not, the well being of the group as a whole. There will never be any freedom in a country, or a soul, where individual needs are assessed first, with never having regard to the least, the last, and the lost. 

I came to see for myself!!! Cuba is a beautiful place. The people in Cuba make this country perfect.

Ode to the new year

I am mesmerized by the sky. it is in the middle of the ocean, that I can see the grace of God. It captures a longing for me to find absolute peace.  It is the only time that my soul is totally settled.  Being on the Ocean is the closest that I can physically get to the heavens, while I am here on earth.  God knows that I am in constant search of finding who he wants me to become.  My heart opens deeper than the sea, so that I may receive every blessing that is to be bestowed on my life. I know the power that God has over every faint worry or care that I have in this world. It rests in me, letting everything old go, and readying my life for the "New." Instead of throwing my worries to the wind, I pretend that I can majestically send them high into the sky. There is a resting place there for them.  The sky is most empty, except for the beautiful clouds. My eyes can spiritually consume the absolute, desolate space of eternity for moments at a time.  Sometimes, I can see two birds circling around in a formation of perfection.  I secretly pretend that they are my personal messengers. They are near, but they are far enough away to lift my burdens to their resting place. My prayers will leave my spirit once I turn my back away from the heavens.  I am certain that my deliverance is imminent, and that my soul will release my heart desires with every slight movement of the clouds. I believe that my heart is shaped by the sound of the wind, the waves that are beating against the ship with precise harmony,  and the view up to the heavens. There is nothing that I can fear.  As my life goes on into the new year.  I will forever place my cares to him. My spirit has taken a beating with the passing of each year.  My Joy has been compromised,  and the threat of my peace has been provoked by the insanity of the powerless psychos that have attempted to find their way to me, through the small creases of my soul that have been under construction. I am currently on my journey back. It has taken a ship, a sky, two birds, an ocean, and a miracle for me and all of my loved ones to make it safely to 2017. Thank God I believe in miracles. 

The Season is Finally Changing

The warm weather is moving on, and the cold temperature is on its way. The change of season reminds me so much of the cycle of life. Everything must change. Nothing stays the same. It's just like love and loss. What lies dormant can blossom in due season. When the leaves all fall from the trees, and they ready themselves for fall and winter, the naked tree waits in anticipation for another season of growth and sunny days. The tree doesn't even have to move one inch to blossom again, and you don't either. 

I will give you the clothes off of my back. Havana,Cuba October 24, 2015

Leave the best of yourself wherever you go!!!

I was permitted only 35 pounds of luggage in tow on my 8 day trip to Cuba. I had to narrow down my choices wisely. I decided to pack my favorite items so that I would never have to worry about what Jeans fit the best, or what tops made my boobs look perky. Then, I met a women that was begging for clothes. I went back to my hotel room and decided that I would leave whatever few items that I probably wouldn't wear. After all, I'm visiting a country where everything is scarce. Even toilet paper and soap. Then, it hit me. If I leave my favorite items instead, then the best of what makes me happy can cheer another soul. I'm no modern day saint. I'm just a Gypsy girl traveling around from town to town, and Country to Country, making sure that I never take without giving. If we all remember to leave the best of ourselves, we can occupy a space in time where our energy can live on. Happy Sunday!!
Dios Te Bendiga

(God Bless you)

-From Cuba with love

I take more than enough selfies, to really know myself

Maybe, the best gift that you can really

• offer to  someone, is the gift of forgiveness. It's the hardest thing that I have ever had to do. My heart always seems to contemplate giving a gift of distance, lifelong silent torture, or everyday acts of pretense. I have gained nothing with those methods, so I'm learning new ones. The first thing I do is look at myself in the mirror, and my flaws remind me that my life is not lived without mistakes, bitch ass ways, and lies. I'm maturing beyond as much of that as I can. Won't you join me??? Happy Wednesday. I'm off to forgive myself for not always bringing a gift of forgiveness more.... No exceptions allowed!!!!!!!!