<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28796065156566098</id><updated>2024-08-29T12:38:53.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The People&#39;s Model: Up Close and Personal</title><subtitle type='html'>I am the Miss Mane Dame 2011,  The &quot;People&#39;s&quot; Model!! I was chosen from a crowd of many to be the Spokesmodel for Mane Dame magazine (coming soon) and Dare to be Different&#39;s Jewelry Collection. I will diary my personal feelings here. I am human just like the next person so maybe I will touch on something that someone else can relate!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28796065156566098/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miss Mane Dame 2011</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552562827864461122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxcx-If7VLx-xOACOmPJJ_JBcGm9FhpbHGn_PVkjwW8yyXb1XACZiulQV-wsVRaHR7seFPFNVNcvk7CoF8SotX4pXuxV5AFA7j8rKVjLnLdVQycQImycTMGb-MTxffDBs/s220/DSC_3427.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28796065156566098.post-9114487764180343270</id><published>2011-11-20T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T07:09:55.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I feel like doing a PSA today.... and I think that I just might do it!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/feeds/9114487764180343270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/2011/11/random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28796065156566098/posts/default/9114487764180343270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28796065156566098/posts/default/9114487764180343270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/2011/11/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Miss Mane Dame 2011</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552562827864461122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxcx-If7VLx-xOACOmPJJ_JBcGm9FhpbHGn_PVkjwW8yyXb1XACZiulQV-wsVRaHR7seFPFNVNcvk7CoF8SotX4pXuxV5AFA7j8rKVjLnLdVQycQImycTMGb-MTxffDBs/s220/DSC_3427.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28796065156566098.post-6294076324912447856</id><published>2011-10-29T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T05:30:00.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Point</title><content type='html'>I have been dealing with a couple of personal issues that strayed me away from blogging because it was sooo personal to me that I was afraid to write about it............ at least initially. I had to come to realization that I am human and my feelings do matter. Besides, I am sure someone could possibly be experiencing some of what I am experiencing so maybe they can relate to what I am going through.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. &amp;nbsp;Having a miscarriage or losing a child is a hurt, a pain that I can&#39;t put into words. It&#39;s been three years since I lost my 2nd child. Some days I can talk about it. Some days I can&#39;t talk about it without having a mental breakdown. I&#39;ve cried a lot about it this month. I didn&#39;t realize that this month was pregnancy/child loss month and once I did..... just been up and down about it. If you are dealing with the loss of a pregnancy or a child, I am here to tell you that can&#39;t nobody tell you how you are suppose to feel and can&#39;t nobody tell you when you should stop crying about it; hurting about it. Some days you can talk about it. Some days you won&#39;t. Just know that it&#39;s okay. There&#39;s nothing wrong with how you feel. Someone had to tell me that so I am sure someone else needs to know it as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. &amp;nbsp;I recently got my daughter tested with the state of North Carolina to see where she is standing with her academic levels. According to the results, my daughter is only comprehending what she is reading on a late 4th grade level and is operating math equations on a 5th. grade level. This news was very disappointing because more than anything it showed me that my daughter was passed to the 6th grade but she had not mastered or was even proficient in the areas she needed to be in to go on to the next grade level. It makes more sense to me now why she struggled so much in the 6th grade and acted out so much. The beauty about the position that I am in now with my daughter is that since I am homeschooling her, I can go back and drill those areas thoroughly that needs mastering so going forward she will not be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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I would highly suggest every parent have their children tested to see where they really stand. I doubt very serious that I will trust what the public school system tells me and the decisions they make when it comes to my daughter. The children are not the winners when they are passed along but didn&#39;t learn what they needed to learn.&lt;br /&gt;
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The times I dread in my life are the times where there is an eerie quiet where there is something..... someone missing. The times when I get used to something... someone being there then they are gone.&lt;br /&gt;
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As much as I like to do things on my own and my quiet/down time, there&#39;s still nothing like having someone there.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am so missing you right now........&lt;br /&gt;
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*Dedicated to anyone that has ever woke up feeling like this.... You are NOT alone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we transition into bigger and better things in our lives and careers people will also transition around us. The ones that have the best intentions for us will be closer to us while the ones that don&#39;t have the best intentions will either be a hand distance at all times or gone. It would be nice to take all the people we&#39;ve shared great memories with along for the ride but when you are destined for something great and powerful, very few make that journey with you. For those that make it with you, cherish them. They were your real friends all along.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in 2009 when Warren and I were just mere associates, &amp;nbsp;I had a medical procedure done that caused me to gain quite a bit of weight which also caused my blood pressure to go out of control. My blood sugar numbers also reached a dangerous level where if I didn&#39;t do something about my weight and diet I would have to deal with diabetes on top of hypertension. I had gotten very depressed about it. My doctors recommended that I join a weight management program under a doctor&#39;s supervision to lose the weight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spoke with Warren about this situation and he simply said, &quot;I can help you with that.&quot; No questions asked. And what did he do? He became my personal&amp;nbsp;dietitian/trainer. To date, I have lost 25 lbs and have been able to maintain my weight! He never asked me for a dime. He just wanted for me to be committed to getting my blood pressure and blood sugar count down to healthy levels so I can be around for my daughter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that he has an opportunity to fulfill a life long dream, I am returning the favor! Nobody should ever live a day in this life and not either work on or fulfill a life long dream. You will only be living a piece of your life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please take a moment and help this guy that would give his last to anyone if he had it to get into Matt Hardy&#39;s ProWrestling school by simply going to this link to his amateur promo video ----&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a avglsprocessed=&quot;1&quot; href=&quot;http://youtu.be/2og2uV8n0AY&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow nofollow&quot; style=&quot;color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;http://youtu.be/2og2uV8n0AY&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;-------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;and LIKING it! If you leave him a comment he will write you back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My doggie business literately stood still for me. Between my business partner moving to Virginia to the weather not cooperating to me being under the weather. I was sitting here worrying about it when in actuality there was nothing that I could do anyway. God&#39;s plan was for me to lie here in bed and work on my website since it is pressing for me to get it completed and relaunched.&lt;br /&gt;
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I absolutely love this man with all my heart. I broke it off with him because I just was not happen with the progression of our relationship. I needed to work on me. He needed to work on him. My PLAN was to give it six months to work on things before we got back together. Well, God revealed to me that if you are going to do things that couples do, then you should BE a couple. Also we have accomplished enough separately that now we can accomplish things as a couple again.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the midst of having two meetings and a conference call, I got a chance to take a break from working to meet five wonderful ladies today at the Siskey YMCA. They are some of the senior citizens that attend water fitness and Thai Chi classes. They all met at each other thru their water fitness classes and now they stay after class to battle it out playing Mexican dominoes.&amp;nbsp;Those ladies were so nice to me. They taught me how to play and really took out time from their game to get to know me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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How often do we ever just stop what we are doing to meet and hang out with our senior citizens anymore? They hold a wealth of knowledge that you can get FREE of charge. I learned how to get established with one of my businesses thru the direction of two senior citizens. I will always appreciate them taking out time to teach me the business from beginning to end.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I can&#39;t wait to go up to the YMCA next week to see those ladies again. Maybe next time I will muster up the courage to play with them. If not, I will sit there, listen, and learn something new!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Monday should not get such a bad wrap but it does because for many Monday is a &quot;game changer&quot;. No matter how much you see Monday coming and know that things &quot;change&quot; because of Monday it still gets a bad wrap!&lt;br /&gt;
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I got a real good look at how people respond to change when facebook made those radical &quot;changes&quot;. I&#39;m not gonna lie. The ticker drove my eyeballs insane! What did I do? Found a way to hide that ticker... at least on one of my pages. I found that &quot;hide sidebar&quot; button on my personal page and Bam! Its gone! The change was still there but I &quot;adjusted&quot; to that change and quickly!&lt;br /&gt;
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I love Mondays so much because I love &quot;change&quot;. I love adjusting and&amp;nbsp;maneuvering through &quot;change&quot;. As a model that also carry multiple hats in business and as a mother, change is as close to me as God and my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;
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The next time the alarm wakes you may be it be a clock, your trained brain, or that person kneeing you in your back on a Monday morning and you frown, ask yourself &amp;nbsp;&quot;Why do you REALLY frown on Monday?&quot; If it has anything to do with some form of a &quot;change&quot; then laugh at yourself! Monday didn&#39;t do anything to you so quit bullying up on Monday. Deal with the real corporate.... &quot;Change&quot; .&lt;br /&gt;
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I got too hot! I want to cut on the air but then it will be too cold in here. That double edge sword. I decided on just running my box fan on high. We shall see how this goes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I received a notice that I needed to figure out the content of my blog so I can find other people with the same interests to follow and in return they can follow me back. Well, I am a very random person. I want to talk about whatever comes to my head at that particular time! I might want to discuss anxiety in a post then discuss how insomnia is not my friend in another post. The one thing I don&#39;t want to do is have a blog about one thing. I don&#39;t even like reading about one thing, even the happy ones! Why? Because my interest change from one emotion to the other. The life of being bipolar!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I will write on matters of my heart but I will leave it at choice, open or random blogging because I just don&#39;t want my blogs to really fall under just one thing! My life doesn&#39;t fall under just one thing. I will say that my blog won&#39;t be emotionally sappy because that kinda energy is just not healthy at all. So I will leave it a informative, positive, matters of my heart blogging. That&#39;s my choice!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/feeds/2707873910594762397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/2011/09/why-do-i-have-to-choose.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28796065156566098/posts/default/2707873910594762397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28796065156566098/posts/default/2707873910594762397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/2011/09/why-do-i-have-to-choose.html' title='Why do I have to choose???'/><author><name>Miss Mane Dame 2011</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552562827864461122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxcx-If7VLx-xOACOmPJJ_JBcGm9FhpbHGn_PVkjwW8yyXb1XACZiulQV-wsVRaHR7seFPFNVNcvk7CoF8SotX4pXuxV5AFA7j8rKVjLnLdVQycQImycTMGb-MTxffDBs/s220/DSC_3427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglRtWfHxCt02FKV6-UfdllKWZdJ9Q4Sd0RxEJkuVLk_4eJwQKnaSrZn7Ip7L3VU4LAqx4bnDAD-5lQHmZXZ0_XDC5cRk7mrbjqTCLko_0mPv1Nt0Rjdp5B0EyTy85LQ_keddU3aKnMmgE/s72-c/box+fan.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28796065156566098.post-1770836546302443367</id><published>2011-09-25T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:20:12.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do YOU do for Anxiety???</title><content type='html'>I have been in the bed trying very hard to calm my nerves DOWN!!! I really hope I don&#39;t have to take any medicine but it feels like my heart is beating so fast its got me shaking!!! Would really hate to take my blood pressure right now because I know that bottom number is probably through the roof!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been dealing with Anxiety disorder way longer than the depression ever came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anxiety has been the cause of my many bouts with my stomach and lack of appetite (weight fluctuation), falling asleep and waking up to full blown panic attacks, issues with my blood pressure, and even depression spells.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before I resort to taking any meds, I generally try and work through the anxiety by either deep penetrated meditation, mid impact cardio, or even just talk with someone about why I am so anxious. If none of those things work, then I will take my prescription anxiety medicine.&lt;br /&gt;
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For those that have anxiety issues, what things do you do that you have found helpful? I am always open to hear what has helped for others.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/feeds/1770836546302443367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-do-you-do-for-anxiety.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28796065156566098/posts/default/1770836546302443367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28796065156566098/posts/default/1770836546302443367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepeoplesmodel.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-do-you-do-for-anxiety.html' title='What do YOU do for Anxiety???'/><author><name>Miss Mane Dame 2011</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552562827864461122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxcx-If7VLx-xOACOmPJJ_JBcGm9FhpbHGn_PVkjwW8yyXb1XACZiulQV-wsVRaHR7seFPFNVNcvk7CoF8SotX4pXuxV5AFA7j8rKVjLnLdVQycQImycTMGb-MTxffDBs/s220/DSC_3427.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28796065156566098.post-1272875985487652576</id><published>2011-09-24T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T07:20:48.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Time Coming</title><content type='html'>I am so thanking God right now for giving me the ability to achieve any and everything that I set my mind on doing when it comes to challenges!&lt;br /&gt;
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I probably only got 2 good hours of sleep last and woke up with A LOT of anxiety!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Butterflies that I will finally have readers to my blogs and comments to my post!&lt;br /&gt;
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*Fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;
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