Blah,blah,blah!!!!

Blah, blah,blah. Then I hung up my phone !!!!

If this picture could talk. This is what it would say.

Sometimes, you are just too damn old to complain. There where times when hope, destiny, and luck of the draw was on your

side. It was called youth. Somewhere between the ages up to 21. Those were the days when you still had time to grow taller. wiser, and bad ass. If you're reading this, and you have surpassed those years, stay strong. The future is still yours to claim.Love of a lifetime is certainly attainable. Wealth is measured by the good days, and your height can only go down from here. What is the most profound thing about growing up?For me it's the realty that complaining has really gone out of style. Changing oneself is harder to do. But, I'm still bad ass. I'm smarter than before. I learned to finally make my bed. I have discovered the key to happiness. It Resides in knowing your truth. Complaining is merely a hope or a dream that has gone unfulfilled. Keep dreaming big. Replace some of the hope with prayer, and then make it legendary. Everyday can really be a holiday if you just make a choice to celebrate your perspective. Make today memorable, and memorial like only you can. No one cares when you complain. Especially me.

"How to become wealthy and wise. Is your wealth tied to your health?"

Choosing Health over money can ensure you a lifetime of health-wealth. 

Happy Friday!!!
You do know that diet Fads fade? They eventually stop working. Becoming intentional about what you eat can save your life❤️

My two years at Duke University rice house studying and learning how to reverse heart disease, liver disease, kidney disease, and diabetes with a special low sodium diet was worth every penny that it cost me. It saves lives. 
Eating right is not just for the summertime. It is for a lifetime !!!!

Theses two are the main reasons that I meal prep. Sure...I complain about it. Some days I'm convinced that I am not appreciated. But ...The before and after can't lie. They lost more than 70 pounds together. No, I don't sleep. LMAO

All I can say is,"I'm so, I'm so, I'm so proud of you" ❤️❤️❤️

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"When loving these two has my back up against a wall"

What if you were only allowed to have a good complaint?"

I'm torn between to loves.

That daughter of mine, and that man of mine. They both know that my world stops when they have any slight need or want. What a blessing it was to gift him a look alike. It makes convincing anyone with one good eye that she is his. What you can't see by looking at this picture is how much they both pimp me for my time, and as much of my energy that they can steal. Now that she is finally at home for the summer, my life no longer belongs to me. And to think I whined, and whined for her return. Life is crazy. We never get too old to want what we do not have, until we finally get it. LMAO

When we are gifting the people that we love the best of us. We are really allowing them to penetrate our weaknesses. I celebrate my life every day because of them. 
They are mine, and I am theirs. 
If we allow the people that we love to take advantage of our weakness, then they will. I am weak for their love. I know it, they know it, and now you officially know it. Thank God for Mother's Day. I'm making it a real day to celebrate myself, and my Mommy. I'm sure that as she writes her own story, she is copying and pasting these exact words. 
Happy Tuesday!!! 
 What ever happened to my Summer vacations????? Stand by. I'll show you the answer. Follow my blog this summer at www.angeliaheard.com or just come with me.

FTA | Failure to appear

We just got her from jail last night! We can't stop laughing. The police officer said that she cried a bucket of tears. Secretly, she was acting. For she knew for certain that as long as one of us was breathing, she would be set free.

We show up. 

You see us. 

We are each writing our own story. 

We are doing it with the help of each other. 

We are like a bad girls group. We believe that the world owes us nothing, but we are individually willing to work hard for everything. We love each other. It's what we have decided to do. Among us, you won't be able to recognize; "The Baddest Bitch, The Bully, The Baby, The Brooklyn Boss, The Pit Bull, or the Angel." We interchange our roles based on the circumstance. I got tired of watching young women walking around life lost and confused. The world mostly uses irrelevant Television programs conjured up by some money hungry writers, directors, and cast members to send out every negative subliminal message to anyone that is watching. It tells women to sell their souls, bodies, and their integrity for a chance at fame; Just to only have a life of nothingness; Not any of my ladies. Just you try to convince any of them that the world doesn't need them to matter.

We are too big to be confined

We love each other in Unconventional ways 

No games 

No lies

Every phone call from each other must be immediately returned

No excuses 

Never say no

Leave more on every table that you decide to sit; In every room that you allow your presence; And mostly... Don't you ever take more than you give.

Becoming an Insurance Agent is mandatory. Even for that 19-year-old daughter of mine. Boyfriends must be approved of by all of us. Especially me. There are written rules in our cult of captivating creatures. Culinary skills are mandatory. Meal prep is designed to allow each of them to feed many. Money matters are an open book. Access is granted in the order in which you submit your life to ridicule, opinions, greatness, and philanthropy. I care mostly about what you are doing to help someone else. Fun... it is endless. Heartache; we mend you back. Disappointments... we pray for peace and absolute kick-ass solutions. One of us went missing for 5 hours and you would have thought that we were a professional search team only organized to protect our own. The Brooklyn Boss became the "Angel' and found the "Baby" sitting in jail. She thought that she could have a ticket, 2 missed court appearances, and a nonpayment for driving without a current tag, and walk away from court without handcuffs. She quickly learned that once you enter jail; They really serve Wonder bread and Bologna to everyone. I called the Police Chief, The District Attorney, and my posse. The rest of the story and photos can be found at www.angeliaheard.com  next week. I'm way too busy still laughing to post now. 

This summer is off to a great start. No need for a TV. These chicks are cheaper than cable, and more intriguing than any show that I have ever watched. A Dentist, A Lawyer, A Boss, And a team of Insurance Brokers in the making. You will never be able to stop us. Happy Sunday!!!! Please remember to pay your tickets 😭😭😭

#BoBikesBama

#BoBikesBama fact: I have ridden 240 miles with this guys name on my chest. That's 60X4. It makes me feel like I can do anything. Riding along the back roads of Alabama reminds me to never, ever give up on dreams,people I love, or even the impossible. Sitting on a small seat for hours is hard. I can't pretend that it's easy. What I can say that matters the most is my will. I own it. Nobody can take it from me. It is tied to my peace and my purpose. I'll end by saying this; I have to find reasons to be proud of myself. That way, I get to write my own story.

Just in case you were looking for Lance Armstrong, Bo Jackson, Brett Farve, or any of these guys. They were with me. Or, I was with them. Either way, Bo Bikes Bama is a wrap. It was hot as hell. 60 miles of way too many hills has me looking forward to a long hot bath, and food for days. If anyone is interested in joining me and my Kay Day -Kya Williams next year. Let me know. There is more open space on the back roads of Alabama than there needs to be.#BoBikesBama

Bo bikes Bama 2017. See you in 60 miles #BoBikesBama

We did it, we did it. I finally found someone that would do the Bo Bikes Bama with me. I'm proud of my little understudy. She only got lost once and fell twice. The paramedics fixed her right up and she was back on her way. Gotta love my little kya. Kya Williams #BoBikesBama

My Mommie

We fight, we love, we disagree, and then my reality hits me. My mother loved me first♥️♥️♥️

All I need is one person to be my groupie. She just happens to love me longer than anyone that I know. I write my own story, but she is the one that taught me how to to write. Happy Friday from Angeliaheard.com.

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Tennis Mom

I really believe that every young women is my daughter. I never miss an opportunity to encourage every last one of them. They don't find me, I search them out. The story that I have to tell each of them if they will stop and listen, is always the same. Be encouraged. Never let who you are rest too much in what you do. Love hard. Play even harder. Don't take yourself too seriously because your mind will always grow and change without notice. Remember that your accomplishments are monumental mostly to only you. Change your mind. Whenever you feel like it. Mind your own damn business because if you don't you will loose your direction. Do everything in moderation. But, curse a lot. It's a habit that is non addicting and it won't kill anyone. 😏Thank you for listening. Go big blue, I'm watching each and every one of you... ♥️♥️♥️
Phoenix Gandy Pragati Natraj Taylor Patterson Abhilasha VishwanathPhyllicia Hemphill and Ani Popiashvili Kya Williams Ayisha Bradshaw

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Waffle House

Happy Friday!!!

They wanted a late night run to Waffle House. I had to go. My eyes are always watching them. We are a band a gypsies waiting for that daughter of mine to join us. I miss her and I'm ready for her to come home. Thank God I get to torture them with my endless philosophies, demands, and love. That daughter of mine is the only person that I have ever missed♥️♥️♥️ I know that sounds weird because I'm always sending her away. It's just that old saying that stands the test of time. "When you love someone set them free. If they come back they are yours. If they don't, they never were.

Auburn University All American

25 years ago today, I was watching Wayne play Football on this very same field. My 1 in a Billion just happens to be Auburn University's 1 out of their Seventy-Five Football All Americans. I never stop being proud of this man.

He is humble. He is kind. He is smart. He is many things before he became all All American College Football player, An Auburn University Graduate of Finance in the School of Business, My Man, Phoenix's Father, and a first round NFL player for 15 years. You want to hear the short story?? Here it goes.

Dear Sunday,
Thank you for Auburn University, and every opportunity that I am able to go back. 
It was on the beloved Auburn Plains where my heart first learned that love can only exist in souls that were bound to collide. 
I met this guy at Auburn University in an Athletic injuries class almost 25 years ago. He was tall, smart, and quiet. I waited for him to notice me. I sat next to him every single day. He didn't know that I couldn't go on without him. Two hearts, and one beat. I have never worried about someone else trying to come between us. My heart has always belonged to him, and his heart has always been mine. We were destined for a love of a lifetime. Even if you never hear him speak a word. If you never even notice him on my timeline. If when you see him, and you don't see me. Know this. We never really had to make a promise till death do us part. For us, and our connection. It was already written in the stars.

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That Daughter of Mine

I share because I am too blessed to ever be silent.

"Real Men at Work"

Once upon a time... I made a note to myself

Throwback Thursday!!! Real men... judged only by the standards that I deem important.

"Life Insurance or a Go Fund Me Page. Which do you prefer?"

I get paid to voice my opinions. You get to read it for free. Have you signed up on my blog at www.angeliaheard.com ? When you do, I will personally email you my password so that you can read 30 consecutive days of encouragement, crazy sentiments, and true testimonials of a Gypsy on the run. It just happens to be Sunday, so here is one of my all time favorites from my first, "Notes to self." Have a harmonious Sunday!

My Prayer

Lord 

I love how you ease my mind, and take away the pain.

The other people that love me could never do the same.

I love how you take whatever lays burden on my chest,

and make the always timely, and right decision on how to keep me blessed.

I know that I would die if it had not been for the love of you. 

I would toss and turn; go through life in doubt, and darkness

like the others, I see do.

When I let you in my life completely with no strings attached.

You have shown me that through every situation

You've always got my back.

Thank you for giving me my strength, 

all of your love, and my wonderful peace of mind.

The gifts that you have given me allow me to live my life fast forward,

and never have to rewind.

I wake up, and I get to push the play button

every single day. 

Your love is overwhelming to me in every single way.

I pray for all of the others that don't know your love

the way that I have seen it in my life.

I know that if they could

they would let peace replace all of their heartache and strife.

Dear Lord, I find myself thanking you in my sleep.

For helping me to tell of our love to everyone that I meet.

Please let me be an information source for those who trust that your grace and mercy come without any recourse. 

I love how your undying love constantly guides me as I forge ahead in all of the things that you have blessed me to do. 

Your love keeps me from ever worrying about

what, where, or even who.

The truth in living this life righteous down to the very end

comes from playing my tape recorder with

You Lord. 

My forever best friend

You silently listen to what others have already heard.

You never think that what I am going through is absurd.

Your grace allows me to pause and sometimes stop a moment in time. 

I love you, and there is no need for me to ever press the button that says," Rewind."

Each new day that I rise, I prefer to fast forward my life because

you have already shown me the way.

Your constant guide, and foresight has blessed me to be able to make the most out of every single day.

Thank you for loving me. Thank you for choosing me in favor. 

I am so blessed to have your constant understanding and grace. 

You have given me all that I will ever need in life

to finish this amazing race.

Simply A

What does a, "Hoe," look like?

Seeking attention

We all want it. We really do. Yet, we stand in judgment of others that are in search of the right amount of approval to validate their way of thinking, and their life choices. 
Hell, I'm guilty of doing it. I use to always talk about the Atlanta Housewives, as an example of whom I didn't want to be like. I would make snide comments about how they sell their souls for 10k an episode. It wasn't jealousy or envy that made me cultivate my opinion. It was my simple judgment. 
We all know that judging someone is wrong.  Someone once told me that It would be okay for me to judge someone by the standards that I set for myself. But, is it really? 
Each of us go through life trying to make the most of what we have been given. There are compromises that we have to make in order for our lives to have true meaning. There are so many decisions that we have to make in our lives that do not come with directions. Some of them can ultimately make, or break us. 
I figure that one of the best ways to understand who we are, and who we are trying to grow to become, is by seeking the attention of people that are watching. We need someone to pay attention. If not our antics and our belief systems will only be regulated by self. That's dangerous. 

The Actress Susan Lucci that played Erica Kane on the soap opera, "All my children," was married at least 13 times. She had numerous relationships with other men in Pine Valley, and has the distinction of bedding three generations of men from the same family. If that's not Reality TV made up as a Soap Opera then slap me. She was a "Hoe" according to modern day standards. The Atlanta Housewives are saints compared to that tramp. I bet you never thought about that! 
It may be time to finally redefine what makes a women a hoe. It certainly shouldn't be how we perceive her sex life.  It should not even be her body count. 
Maybe every woman is really a "Hoe," of some sort. You'll only find the meaning of the word in a slang dictionary. It's a word describing a woman's decision to sleep with, do sexual favors for, or maintain a respectable amount of sexual partners. What exactly is a respectable amount of sexual partners?  The only person that can deem someone a, " Hoe" Is the person that submits themselves to judging a Woman with total regards to what they believe is right.  
My natural instinct is to try to make sense of someone else's behavior. I refer to it as my gift, and my flaw. When I think about the culmination of my life choices, as well as my intimate view of the lives of people around me.  I am drawn to this conclusion:  I need someone to pay attention to me. I want to be seen, heard, talked about, and maybe emulated. I desire a place in this world where someone knows my name. No one is. Named, "Hoe."  I do not like that word. I want to matter. Don't you? Let's not be fooled by the antics of how someone else goes about seeking attention. As tempting as it is for me to stand in judgment of somethings that I would never do. I am learning to channel my energy by seeking attention in the only way that can sustain my soul. I'm just a sinner on the road of self discovery. I recently rewatched the movie, "Indecent Proposal," starring Demi Moore. If you haven't seen it in awhile, perhaps you should watch it. It reminded me that everybody really can be bought. Her price tag was 1 million dollars. Don't judge me. For I would do the exact same thing for just 1 billion. You can call me whatever name you like. I promise to answer.

Transgender Dating

If I dated a woman that looked like a man my couple photo would look like this. 

Her a man. Him a girl. 

Go ahead. Look closely at this picture. How would you ever know that this is a woman?  I would date a man with this face. After all, I like big, and chocolate. My boy Khalil has both. He is employed by a Fortune 500 company, has a 401 k, benefits, and believes in God, and family. 

I use to wonder what the hell anyone would see in woman pretending to be a man. Then I met Khalil.  It's taken me a few years to wrap my mind around the normalcy of Transgender dating. I still have so many questions about the dynamics of who is the women, and who is the man. 

What happens when your sister becomes your new brother? Is it appropriate to buy him a strap on as a gift? 

Here are a few little-known facts about Transgender dating:

Viagra will never be needed. 

Strap on size is made to order. 

You can't get pregnant. 

I can't think of anymore. This is a going to be an ongoing segment of my Gypsy discoveries. Every single time I talk to Khalil I learn more about what It means to Transgender. We have all watched Bruce Jenner/ Caitlyn make a spectacle of the Physical transformation of changing his body to fit into society. But, the mental anguish is much more disturbing.  Khalil's transformation includes regular psychiatric visits. He receives Hormone replacement, has already had a Breast reduction,and testosterone injections. Next up for him is a hysterectomy. This is mind blowing to say the least. Instead of judging someone for their choices, let's all take a moment to understand the difference between everyone. No one says that you have to indulge in Transgender dating. But, if I did. I would date Khalil.  Stand by. There is much more to come. 

I slept with my boss

The sex was good. I was confident that he felt the same. At first, all of our emotions were tied up with lust. We comfortably indulged in each other's desires. Then, it started feeling differently. After all, he was not my boss in the beginning. We shared years of hope, longings, and building a future together. We even shared that daughter of mine. 
I didn't have to make vacation arrangements. I left when I felt like it, and I returned at my leisure. Slowly, the demands of who I needed to become changed. I had to have meetings with him in the room, and a side of me that he did not notice in our private life was revealed. I curse like a sailor. A drunk sailor. I don't like to give people third chances, and I am a control freak. Not just in between the sheets. I am not a team player. I am extremely competitive, and I am my own boss. I slept with my boss, and now I'm trying to unravel the distinction between intimacy and integrity, control and submission, love and logic. 
There is no road map to the mysteries of the heart. Maybe, the story of me can help me envision the bridge between sleeping with the one you love, and having great sex. No one is in control, but my boss thinks he is. 
I wouldn't change it for anything. I pretend my life is a dream, and fate is revealed by never being tempted to change a thing. 
Stand by. I am determined to figure this shit out. You will be the first to know. 

Simply A

A band of gypsies...

...What would happen if I made a band of gypsies that are actually angels? The world would be a better place. My soul would find a resting place long after my body has gone away, and my life would be full of joy. There is a house in a small town. I call it my peaceful palace. You didn't know me then, but I was destined to leave my childhood home 40years ago. I was destined to return. This time, I don't have to sneak boys in my window, clean up my room, steal my mothers car, walk to school, fight over the tv with my siblings, or sneak on the phone at night. I can eat Leonardo's pizza in my very own room, and Reminisce about Mother Earth. I am her. I am who I was growing to become. I'm home Gainesville, Fl. So nice to see you again. I have missed you. ❤❤❤

Rise Up

Dear Sunday,
I raised the best version of myself.
I taught that daughter of mine the importance of making decisions, finding her very own happy, and seeking truth before all things. She didn't ask me if she could get a tattoo. I take that back. She did ask me a few years back , and I said, "no!!!" I'm glad that she doesn't listen to everything I say. I love it❤ Maybe when she throws her tennis ball up to serve, it will remind her to keep her head up,and follow thru...Listen, if that daughter of mine can be bold in her dealings with me. Watch out world!!! 
The Phoenix is rising ❤️

That Daughter of Mine

Play make believe sometimes!!! This is how that daughter of mine, and I started out building a bond, and a love that has changed my life forever.  It's funny looking closely at this photo, and seeing how I purposely brain washed her into believing that a strong man protects, provides, and pushes you to be great.  I'm thankful on this throwback Thursday for sand, beaches, and Wayne.  I wouldn't be the mother I am today if he had not loved me. She, and I always made the male doll her father. When anyone would ask her where her Daddy was, she would say, "On his way to work so he can take care of me, and my Mommy."  Happy Thursday!!! Let's make memories that matter and brainwash our kids into believing that we know what's best for them. She doesn't remember this day at the beach, but she never forgot to included, "Daddy," in her game of, "Make believe." I got what I wanted out of my playtime with her, and she inherited a mindset without a memory. We both won!!!!

"Break time "

My one sided office cooler opinion. 

I own my educated opinion. I paid for it. I cleared my student loan debt years ago.  That was when the honor of the loan system existed.  Most of you may not remember, but there was actually a time when your word meant everything.  Sure there were contracts with signatures governing these things, but paying debt was then tied to an honor system that was built within.   

My Educated opinion comforts me when I seek clarity, truth, and lies.  I can rid myself of emotion, and I use my educated logic to secure my position. 

Welcome to 2017.  If you live in the United Sates of America, Donald Trump is officially your 45th President of the United States. 

Like it or not, he actually won.

President Trump earned his title, just like people earn College degrees, job promotions, and life battles. He fought to win.  

My educated opinion tells me that I have absolutely no say so in the matter. Nothing I feel, do, or even think can change the Universe. I wouldn't want to change the Universe even if I could. 

I am very curious about how all of a sudden everyone has become politically opinionated.  Could it be because each of us has the right to vote? Maybe it's because of our constitutional right to exercise our freedom of speech?  I even ponder if it's because there are more white Republicans, and that scares the African American race even more. After all, I was born black; So, that can't be it. Not unless our United States of America is really divided by race.  But, I won't go there. I'll save that office cooler commentary for another day. 

In my educated conclusion, I will end with this.  When a majority of people disagree with something their voice is clearly heard. It is the majority that rules. Please shut the hell up. The majority has already spoken. 

Now...you can kindly go back to work

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