Top 10 Pet Peeves

A couple years ago, I put a post on YouTube displaying my pet peeves. Today, I'm going to go into my mental roledex to find my new pet peeves of 2010
10. Socks with flip-flops. Some things never change.
9. Grown men wearing sagging jeans or skinny jeans that are sagging.
8. People that are only able to have a good time when they're drinking.
7. Describing something as stupid when you've never tried it.
6. Cars that are parked crazy-like.
5. Cigarette smoke around children.
4. Uncombed wigs.
3. People that don't do what they say they will.
2. Falling asleep and when awaken swear they weren't asleep.
1. Men that assume that when I say that I'm married it means that I will sleep with them anyway.

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Silly Lady, Tricks Are For Kids

So I just came from an outing and I swear, I can’t for the life of me understand why some adults act like children. Needing to be the center of attention for negative reasons, whining and crying about things not worthy of such. Throwing temper tantrums when things don’t go a certain way. Why are some people that have spent enough years on this earth to know better, able to do better. I will have to post more on this subject soon but for now, I’ve got to get some sleep and thank God for blessing me with morals, maturity and common sense.

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Girlfriends When You're Grown Ups

When I was younger, having a best friend meant that there was a guaranteed person to play with, talk to, have sleepovers with, dress alike with and more. As I grew older, I was under the impression that good things such as this would evolve into better, sturdier relationships. Of course, that hasn’t been the case in with all of the friends I’ve had. Now I’ll admit that a couple of the friendship mishaps I’ve had were of my own doing. I can be too nice and too trusting (past tense really because I’ve learned a valuable lesson). But for the most part, a good amount of the women I’ve met have been wolves in designer clothing. Why is it so easy for those who are supposed to be the more mature sex into such childish bullshit? Talking behind backs but smiling in faces does not make you a real woman. It makes you a catty bitch. I’m the type of woman that you never have to worry about what I’ve been saying about you. You’ll hear it from me personally if I have had anything negative to say. Or positive for that matter. I do still have friends that I’ve had for years and we normally go through ups and downs. We stop talking for a bit, then come back. Life gets in the way, then we come back. It’s normal. And I believe it’s healthy. It’s all the extra politics that get in the way of what could be true sisterhood that I can’t stand. Sometimes I miss having the 3am phone calls about the boyfriend that upset a girlfriend. And I miss when what came out of that 3 hour cry/convo session was some real resolve instead of going through the runaround over and over with the same significant other. But that’s another blog altogether. I guess my point to all this is to not let growing up become the demise of some really good values on friendship that you learned on the playground. Sometimes it’s okay to go back.

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Music....does something to me!

The power of music is incredible. I remember having a conversation with someone years ago about afrodesiacs and music came up. Aside from chocolate, pheremones and oysters, music is definitely the thing that can put people in a mood with just a couple seconds of sound. And as much as people complain about the music today (I’m guilty of this too), there’s still something about a certain song that will either make you jump onto the dancefloor, cry or want to make love that’s unmatched by any other medium. I can’t get enough of it! And I’m into multiple genres of music as well so I guess I’ll forever be a happy victim to it’s power. I even enjoy thinking of dance routines in my head listening to certain songs before I come close to attempting them. I won’t pull off in my car until I have a song that displays my mood on full blast. I walk to a beat. I breathe to my own theme songs. It’s just……wow.

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My Definition of a Healthy Marriage

I will be the first to admit that I'm no expert but I do have a good bit of experience on the subject of marriage. I know there's a bunch of books claiming to know the sure-fire secrets to the perfect marriage. First of all, that shit doesn't exist! There's no perfect anything, especially marriage. The reason that many of the books and articles that can be read may not work is that YOU are the only one reading them. A wonderful union involves two people so if only half of the union is taking in notes, suggestions and ideas, it's as effective as a bank with an open safe holding your money.

My definition of a healthy marriage is just that. Mine! I can only suggest what makes my marriage happy. One thing I have learned is that communication is key and the glue to hold your matrimonial bond. Then again, communication works for various aspects of life in general. Keeping secrets is for losers because eventually the secrets come out and they're usually accompanied with lies. And that is a different breed of holy crap all together. As much as some don't agree with my methods, I tell my husband everything that comes up that requires his attention. I say this because saying that I tell him everything would be an unrealistic lie. I can't remember, nor do I know everything so how could I tell him everything? Therefore, I tell him all the things related to my needs, wants, our growth and respect for each other. I'm not saying that all literature and counselors are totally wrong. Some have some really good ideas and viewpoints. And in some cases it's good to get a third parties input on some issues. However, I am saying that in life and especially in marriage, you have to find what works for you and your spouse equally before including any further input. You may be starting an issue you didn't have or could resolve without the hassle and better results.

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Gamer Wife

I have to put this out there. While some wives can't stand their husbands playing video games for long hours, I absolutely love it when my husband gets into a game. I get into it right along with him. There's something so pleasing about watching a man that deserves a couple moments of fun, enjoy a video game. I have two sons and I love to see them happy playing with toys and such. Same exact concept with him. It's a beautiful thing.

I say this in the hopes that ladies everywhere with a significant other that enjoys video games or sports or what ever, get in on it with them. You never know how much fun you'll have and he'll definitely have a great time knowing that there's something that the two of you can share without argument. Trust me when I say that a female gamer is as attractive as all get out! I know because I am one. Bless. :)

Still High Off Of Southern Fried

I returned from Southern Fried 2010 that was held in Knoxville, TN on Sunday afternoon. Before I say anything else, let me express my complete and utter appreciation for every single person that helped me get there. I love you so very much and it was an amazing experience for me. And with that......OMG IT WAS AMAZING!!! Since I'm a super rookie, I enjoy slamming very much because it was such a random thing. I couldn't judge the crowd and I couldn't gauge the judges. However, the cyphers, open mics, intriguing conversations til 5am and outright fellowship of poets were enough for me to definitely confirm wanting to attend next year. ATL is the place to be for Southern Fried 2011. My team The Unusual Suspects will be in full effect and I'm sure VerseWorks will be ready as well. I learned so much about the art and I'm so inspired to continue writing, spitting and becoming a better poet. My pen hasn't stopped moving it seems. This will not be the last blog about the event that I post so get ready for it. It was a life changing experience for sure!!!

THIS DAMN BLOG!!!!

I have got to display my outright outrage with this blog. I've been attempting for the last 2 hours to get my blog www.queencampbelltoday.blogspot.com and this particular blog (queencampbell.blogspot.com) on the same wavelength. Considering that they were both formed with the EXACT SAME E-MAIL ADDRESS!!!! It's extremely difficult and completely nerve racking. So NOW, THIS IS MY DAMN BLOG!!!! Sheesh am I upset. Not just because I can't have the blog I started. But because I can't even get to the blog I started to edit it in any way nor is there ANY CONTACT INFORMATION FOR GOOGLE THAT IS WORTH A SHIT!!!! Man, I am super pissed. Going to take a super shower and go the fuck to bed!!!