Margo's got Moxie ! : the diary of miss red high heels

Sitting for hours at a computer doesn't help your health or your sanity. Looking at all of those photos, stories, messages, posts, games, jokes, drama, etc consumes a person. I know because I felt I put myself into a social media turntable that was like a vaccuum sucking your energy away. Now for what it is worth, facebook has revolutionized itself into an enterprise where twitter, instagram, and pinterest have developed in order to create a local and national community. Anyone can talk to another person and connect with them on the internet within seconds and now today via voice activation or the click of a button, texting from a cellular phone. Social media is enticing, it appeals to our sense of freedom, our sense of joy, the ability to share, personalize, and attract attention. I like to think of this website as the glitter of its age; sparkly, up -to-date, appealing, clever, but also very addicting. The internet is a tool where an individual can be so self absorbed, sort of li...

Okay, if you haven’t seen Little Shop of Horrors disregard phrase above. I love eating out. No scratch that, I like eating period! I don’t have to do the dishes when I go out or prep anything, just be and enjoy the atmosphere and smells. Although, when I am home or it’s a long day at work, oh it’s snack time, fruit, nuts, bars. I am queen cranky when I haven’t had a single thing in my tummy for hours, or if I forget my lunch. I love coconut bars, the bad-for-you-pasta and chicken wings.   I cook a lot, and I like to entertain. I cannot blame pinterest, or cookbooks, nope it’s pictures of food, or strolling the aisles in the grocery store. Shame on me for shopping on an empty stomach, oh never fails.   If I share my food, I make way too much, so it’ either left overs or more to share again. I take pictures of the food I make, or things I go to eat; take great pride and joy in sharing the beauty of food and it’s preparation too. Recently, I started this bible st...

  Fiona from the hit tv show Burn Notice is most certainly my alter ego. She wastes no time on making sure she blasts the complete crap out of anyone especially her boyfriend Michael, if he’s being an idiot. She is headstrong, knows a lot about guns, doesn’t take no for an answer, she’s in shape, brave, and a total badass. Whenever I watch this show, or Xeva from NCIS, it’s the perfect anecdote to pretend for a moment I am that woman. I am the direct opposite. I am very kind, I care what people think, I work out like a maniac, I have a sharp tongue, and a compassionate heart. Fiona is my alter ego, but I sincerely want to be strong as she is all the time, that way I could stop thinking so much. To stop thinking of him, to stop thinking of work, or whether or not I should go to this place, or whether or not this person likes my outfit, or if I have plans this weekend. Fi isn’t hard on herself, she does what she can, and when she can’t she lets someone else take the...

I said it wouldn’t write about my personal dating life or what it’s like to be solo mio, but after watching a romantic comedy to polish off my Saturday night, I couldn’t hold it in. The story was about how a woman who dreamed of writing for a professional magazine (side note I had a dream of my own to work for the New York Times, or be a TV host) had a precise checklist and she wanted to find the perfect match. Her problem? She was single, jobless, and searching for direction. <Sure, sure, insert, cheesy line of: and she falls in love, we’ve heard this before> crap and the acting in this movie is terrible, no it’s awful; ignore all of the fluff and I think these writers were on to something and I think I actually believed it. The film hardly touched on what it was like to date as a single girl in the twenty first century, in fact the movie made it seem all too easy to find eligible, handsome, intelligent, driven, (I could go on, but you get the point) men. Well, ...

In the working world, or at least in the office cubicle world, some of us go to meetings and in those meetings there is some great joy to it. Sorry, no not the speaker, or the presentation, or the guy with B.O who figured no one would notice he never takes a shower, no it's the goodies out on the table that your company budget allows every once in awhile. Of course you have seen those Special K commericials where they tell you switch the snack for a healthy one. But then your hunger mind kicks in...or maybe that's just me. It's not even 10am, and yes you had cereal this morning, you know the kind that has whole grains and tastes so bland you add a little sweetness just to kill the plain and boring. Lo and behold it's a  raspberry pastry and it sure does look good from where you are sitting. I mean come on, it's just one breakfast item, how bad could it be? Well imagine, temptation for hunger in comparison to a heat wave. There is nothing stopping you from finding a ...

On my friday off from work, yes it was. I arrived at FOPC church at 8am dressed in grubbies as I call them aka yard work clothes. A woman told us where tofind rakes, shovels and gloves and trash cans to fill up all the debri and leaves. I got down on all fours and started scraping out the grime from the sidewalk and parking lot. Its amazing how dirty a space can become over time. I really figured who cares its just a parking lot, no one is going to even need this cleaned anyways. Apparently I had talked out loud( not uncommon) and another worker asked me why we were here? I wanted to be a super smartalic and add why do ya think dumbo? Instead, I told them this. Community Serve was a church led series teaching people about acts of services to the community but also to God through channels such as family, work, relationships, homes, and life overall. Our pastor asked everyone, what kind of environment do you want to create and make to demonstrate faith as God sees it. An idea of a restau...

I’m sexy and I know it:  Knight in Shining Armor  vs.  Squire in Tin Foil (If you are easily offended and do not enjoy sarcasm, please don’t read, but if you do, please note: comments made here are not directed towards any individual.)  In medieval times ,  the knight was considered the macho h ero and his little  squire  was a silent,  scrawny looking boy  who held  his jousting  stick and tended  to his horses. History isn’ t a  Sports I llustrated  magazine, but it didn’t’ hesitate to point out, here’s the male complex regarding status and appearance. Napolean? Yes, he was a very short leader, with a proclivity of being truly arrogant. Abe Lincoln? Honest Abe was a tall president who was quite skinny, but managed to save a terrible onslaught of slavery with the help of the ever powerful preacher Martin Luther. I am sure I could probably mention plenty of other men in history, who this superiority implies. Howev...