Obama is a P.I.M.P.

So what does this mean? P.I.M.P? In some circles it means prostituting women for money. But in other circles it lifts the definition to a whole other level. Pimpin’ has become a verb uses to describe someone who is cool to the nth power. They have transcended your normal cool and moved into a new cool sphere. In the 80’s the Fonze would have been this person. If the term were used back then, people would have called the Fonze a pimp. Other notable pimps would have been Batman or Superman. But these are all characters of fiction. Obama has become the new JFK. Who in his day was a supreme pimp. Pimpin is a style or an attitude. This person has a certain control in the room that makes people see him without him talking or a nearly impossible means of getting his way. His game is tight or he has covered all of the holes in his plan. It is a diffult tight rope act. And even more difficult to follow.

Its refreshing to see Obama keeping his “brotha’ness” while he enters the white house. You can tell that he is not going to trade his personality and ethnicity for the presidential stamp. He is keeping it real.

As the 44th president he is expected to be poised, intelligent, think quickly on his feet, and pleasant. Obama epitomizes all of this, yet he has one upped the rest of our forefathers by bringing a P.I.M.P. factor to his post. It began with his DNC Keynote in 2004, continued during his announcement for presidential candidacy while smiling for cameras, played on in running against Hilary Clinton and later welcomed her into the campaign and finally peaked during his acceptance speech. In all cases he remained a cool “cat” as if he already knew the outcome of the race to be victorious. The most notable occasion was his “pimp walk” into the White house along side a goofy Bush and later when he danced with a "Fred Estair" kind of swagger at the inauguration balls. His “uber cool” has been recognized across the TV screen from his wiggle on Ellen to his acceptance of low blow attacks and even while the nation has been devastated by an economic meltdown not seen in decades. No doubt pimpin’ is hard work, however Obama does it with a finesse all his own. His graciousness and faith in himself is noteworthy. Now he has the biggest entourage of any celebrity and if that isn’t pimpin’, I don’t know what is.

It seems as though our new president is a natural for the job. He is collected relaxed and even spirited most of the time. It will be interesting to see his position as his seat heats up. Yet, he has already weathered one of the most difficult storms I have witnessed in my lifetime. There really aren't enough words to capture this new presidential savvy.

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The Live Food Factor-Chocolate Recipe

This is a book written by a friend of mine, she is showcasing one of her recipes.

I am actually in the book. Yay for me.

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Fabulosity at Any Age

I was headed to my car Friday from work. Disheveled and tired I could not wait to go relax. I looked like something that has been run over by a truck. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed something shiny or should I say someone shiny. I turned and saw a woman wearing this fabulous silver bubble skirt (a la Balenciaga, silver stilettos (a la manolo), and matching silver handbag all accented with white. Even her hair was a striking whitish grey. I thought WOW!! This is an older woman at least in her 60's. She had more flare and style then I could even consider. She was walking briskly with a tight figure and hefty pep in her step. I was amazed. I wanted to whip my camera out and take her picture she looked so fabulous. She looked as though she were going to a chic cocktail party. She even had an air about her that reeked of stunning.

I see women around the office all day that look frumpy and just out of bed and most of them were my age (40) or less. Most didn’t spend time to get the shine going in their hair or even dress according to the season. Jeans and t-shirt was the staple. I thought, is this a new era? Could it be that older women have this “Fabulosity” that younger women just do not care about anymore? I knew this could not be true otherwise Sex in the City wouldn't be such a big hit. Or maybe it’s a big hit because women live vicariously and no longer take the time to slip on a silk dress for lunch with the crew. But it struck me as a misnomer to see such an older woman decked for a day at work. I immediately took her seriously. She must be a director or chairperson. It would have never occurred to me that she might be a secretary. Funny. Her persona was bigger than life. And, of course, at her age she must have done some fabulous things to get to the top.

It just goes to prove that I can be fabulous and neck snapping at any age. To get that winning “je ne sais quoi” I only need to own it. It didn’t matter if I were a secretary or a student. I can command attention, be noticed and be strong. It gave me a sense of relief that I don't have to put away my beauty card just because I am getting older. Beauty doesn’t fade; it just simple morphs into something more profound and noticeable. Call it, maturity or bloom. Whatever, it is still gorgeous. And fabulous doesn't stop at celebrity. Though celebrities are counted as fabulous more often, it really has to do with their audience. My audience is just smaller. I lamented that I may not be a director but I could sure look like one and maybe I would be taken more seriously not only in the workplace but in my life as well. I now felt a power surge through me that told me to be that person. Be Fabulous!!

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Stop Bitching about your Job and Do Something!!

Leaving work a while ago, I felt so frustrated, overworked and unheard. It was almost as if I was on this work treadmill and everyone around me was pressing the faster button. I would try to turn it down but someone would come along and turn it up again. I spent a lot of time attempting to organize and reorganize my workload and suggesting that we needed a work shift in the office to no avail. I tried to work extra in order to catch up but it was tiring me out, not to mention the complaints every time I turned in my time card with overtime hours. I could not understand why no one could see that I was handling most of the work. Everyone was just unaware of my workload. I assumed no one cared and I needed to just suck it up. I mean in this economy, I was just happy to have a stable job. But this workload could not continue.

I went to my boss and told him that I needed help to be more efficient. He looked at me and said he didn't understand why when we had a full staff. I countered saying I could not continue to perform the way I was performing. He let me know he would give it some thought and the conversation and the request ended there. For weeks nothing changed and I never got any information on what he was "thinking." Now, I was not only frustrated but I also felt dismissed. Could he be feeling the same way as the rest of the staff? I started thinking I should look for another job, but I didn't want to quit. I really liked my job. I could not understand why my request was rejected. I cried about it, talked to my family, I googled it to see if I could come up with an answer to my dilemma. Nothing seemed to give me that light bulb moment.

Then one day...



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