“The Seven Deadly Sins”…Season 2?!

It goes without saying I”m a big supporter of this anime series.

Though it can be viewed as a typical anime with overtly sexy females, macho males, and classic strangeness, the characters in this show still have the material to draw you in. If you haven’t seen the show I’ll give you a little backstory. The series follows Princess Elizabeth who joins the owner of a Boar Hat in his journey to find the members of a elite order of Holy Knights known as 7 Deadly Sins. Each member labeled for a crime they committed against the kingdoms Great Holy Knights. As the quest for each member takes way the series has a way of throwing its viewers off when we catch up to each Deadly Sin character and their simplicity. But like any good anime the complexity of these characters evolves into some pretty juicy back stories. And I have to point out this show has some of my favorite anime love stories. But I digress. I’m not going to go into too much detail on how great the show is or its characters, but I do suggest you watch season 1 on Netflix or get some background info HERE.

Now that I’ve rambled off a bit about the show I can also share with you that I, like most of the fans, have been waiting an entire year for season 2. And when I logged into my Netflix account towards the end of February 2017 I was greeted with a notification that SEASON 2 “The 7 Deadly Sins” has NEW EPISODES plastered all over my home screen.

I literally jumped out my bed screaming with joy. I couldn’t wait to see where the gang was headed next and what new secrets were going to be revealed. Plusssssss I love the kinky relationship between Meliodas and Princess Elizabeth. It makes me blush every time.

But when I opened up season 2 on Netflix what I saw almost made me curse. I couldn’t believe I waited an entire year for only FOUR episodes!

To get a better idea of the degree of my outrage I have to share with you that season 1 had 24 episodes. TWENTY FOUR. So to see that season 2 only had a fraction of season 1’s episodes was unbelievable.

Agitated and disappointed I logged out of Netflix rambling on about how crazy the whole situation was. I needed answers. This had to be a sick joke Netflix was playing or some horrible mistake. When I finally did calm down I turned to my online Otakus for the real scoop. What I discovered was many speculated the 4 episodes in season 2 are a setup for what is to come in the full season 2. So basically a prequel to season 2.

After reading they weren’t the official season 2 I was a little more cooperative about watching Netflix’s improperly labeled episodes. And to be honest (because thats how I like to keep things around here) I’m glad I did. The episodes re-antiquated me with my favorite characters and gave me a glimpse of what the future might hold in the next chapter. Even though I would have loved for them to jump head first into season 2 I appreciate the purpose of the misleading 4 episodes. My only hope is the rest of season 2 will be airing soon because those episodes were a fresh reminder of how much I miss watching “The 7 Deadly Sins.”

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Foodie. Weighing in on my way of thinking

      Rest assured, I am definitely a self proclaimed foodie. My love of food has lead me to try just about any delicious meal placed in front of me.
I eat to share in the company of friends and family. I pick up a little treat to celebrate a tiny victory. I stuff my face when I want to numb or distract myself. I graze when I’m bored.
And at the top of the list of foods I delight in during those occasions my weaknesses, sweets and fresh breads, dominate.
Now don’t get the wrong idea. I can eat up some veggies and fruits. But if I have a choice my weaknesses win. Hands down. And that’s precisely the reason my weaknesses have now become a burden. I can’t put all the blame on cupcakes and loaves of breads because it was my hand shoving them in my mouth. I was accustomed to these foods and how I consumed them but they were costing me. I was forfeiting my health for habit and comfort.
Today I’m at a point where I realize something else has to change…and I should start with my way of thinking towards my health.

Why have I decided to get healthy?I’ve always played a yo-yo game with my weight since a child. I’ve never had too much trouble getting my weight back down. But, after having my son, losing the weight hasn’t been very easy for several reasons.

 

  1. I use to be determined to lose weight because I was constantly comparing myself to every other girl.
  2. I could eat whatever I wanted and drop the weight quickly because I was a college student with a minor in dance. I also had full access to the gym where I worked out 5 days out of the week.
  3. When my weight would start to get out of control, I would jump on the next fad diet and kick it back into shape.

 

How have things changed? After having my son I slipped far into my weight gain because there is no fad diet you can do while pregnant. As hard as I tried, what baby wanted mommy ate. Then my eating habits never changed. With 30 extra Ibs post-baby, I was chowing down like a teen. I worked a full 8 to 5 job with no gym in sight or energy to go and find one. I have more excuses  than a salesman has pitches. So with all of that, it has been a lot harder for me to get this weight off. Fast forward to four years later when I finally took a good look at how my weight and health has declined, I knew I had to stop beating myself up and become motivated to approach my health with a new perspective.

 

  1. I’m no longer dieting, but changing my habits to create a healthier me!
  2. I’m not making any more excuses, and I’m carving out time to keep my body moving.
  3. I understand it isn’t going to happen overnight, so I have to be patient and consistent. It didn’t take a few weeks to put on the pounds so I will need more than a few weeks to take them off.

So here is my first step of many to becoming the woman I know I AM! Hopefully it can help encourage and inspire you!

My Weight: 208 pounds (ouch that hurt typing that) @ 5feet 3inches

**Everything I share here is my life and my opinion.

Valentine’s Day IS Underrated

It wasn’t even February as I walked into most of the big name stores only to see what could be the aftermath of the “love fairy” throwing up all over the store shelves.

In plain view were aisle of hart shaped boxes of chocolate, over-sized stuffed animals, glitter filled cards, and bouquets of plastic roses polluting the entire area. Now a few years ago I would have turned up my face and complained (to myself of course) about the overrated holiday known as Valentine’s Day. And no single person can disagree that V-Day can be a little overwhelming and geared to a specific demographic. For as long as I can remember I’ve imagined on this particular day that my Hollywood expectations would be met by the love of my life or at least someone I was dating. But every year that fantasy popped like a Suzy-bubble right in my disappointed face. Instead I would be left in my pj’s and a box of candy purchased with my own money watching <insert action movie here>, so you can see why for so long I cursed or overlooked this particular holiday.

Then one day a few year ago the rosy cloud that had put a damper on my belief of the purpose of Valentine’s day lifted as reality settled in its place. That reality being I had amazing women in my life, who by the way were also single. The truth was love wasn’t limited to romantic relationship and neither should V-Day. So Instead of fretting over Mr. Right I’d recreate my perfect Valentine’s Day. Not wasting any time, I did a group text to the girls and proposed a new way to celebrate. At first it took a little convincing to break from the norms during the most coupled populated holiday, but with the right motivation they were on board. I promised them there would be no pressure other than to bring their “A Game” as if it was Mr. Dreamy taking them out.

I did what I would have wanted my boo-thang to do if I had one for Valentine’s Day. I made reservations two weeks in advance to a fancy Italian restaurant with a romantic atmosphere in the city, Brio Tuscan Grill. Then I prepped myself by buying a stunning navy blue dress, scheduled a nail and hair appointment for that day, and pulled out the dainty accessories. I was all set. 

When the day rolled around I was feeling good and looking sharp, and as the girls arrived to the house it was obvious they were taking this just as serious as me. Our future husbands were missing out (just had to plug that in hehe), but my 2yr old son dressed in his grey tux would do.

Brio Tuscan Grill

Arriving at the restaurant the building was packed along with the waiting area with unprepared boyfriends who sat next to their annoyed girlfriends. Walking to the front the hostess without hesitation let us know the wait was over an hour, but as soon as I let her know we had reservations her whole attitude changed. She flashed us a smile and asked us to wait a few moments while she checked to see if our table was ready.  The hostess was back in no time with several menus in hand as she directed us to follow her. Slipping through tables flushed with couple after couple peering at our little group as if we were the strange ones.

Once we were seated the rest of the night was amazing because I was in the company of wonderful people surrounded by delicious food filled with love. From that day on we declared to celebrate V-Day together…and we have.

 

 

 

 

I encourage you to take the Hollywood out of your V-Day and re-write the script to include family members, friends, pets, or just celebrate YOU because there is so much more to love. Now that’s an Underrated Valentine’s Day.

Single & Single

So here it begins… or at least the parts where I’m totally transparent about my fears and growth of dating at a stage where I’ve thrust myself into the unknown. The unknown being, sought after by other men after my own failed attempt at a family. Then the fear of functioning in a society that has the ability to perceive me as the stereotypical single mother. And finally the unknown of how I am going to balance my life as a new mother and a woman who still has needs. All in all what could be more frightening? Before I outline present pressures and issues, let’s press rewind (and no I didn’t mean scene selection) on the chain of events leading up to this point.

-We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time. -T.S. Eliot

The quote that popped into my editors head after reading my last statement lol pure genius!

I’m closing in on the latter part of my 20’s, and for the last two and a half years of my life I have “technically” been single. What I mean by technically is I ended an official engagement of less than a week to my boyfriend who finally did a proper proposal, instead of it being implied for the last two years of our ongoing relationship. Not only were we engaged, but he was the father of my son who I was undoubtedly 8 months pregnant with at the time. And just like that, what we had built was over and I fell into a state of– I might as well say it … desperation.  Here I was, embarrassed by a broken engagement and a mom at 26 with the father of her baby MIA. The title of that chapter would fittingly be “The Days of Our Lives.”

Once my emotional rollercoaster of feelings began to level out I was left desolate in a sea of numbness. Wanting to feel the tingling sensation of my heart again, and coaxed by the loneliness of my situation I was tempted to unearth my past. Pulling the dusty chest from the attic of my brain filled with my exes (and their numbers) I reached deep down into its belly looking for comfort. What I found was familiarity and stagnation. Even with the time that had passed between each ex I managed to put myself back in the same unfavorable situations, but this time my tolerance was far less attainable. I no longer tolerated the continuous weeks of disappearances from men who said they wanted to rekindle a past relationship or the blurry lines of our involvement.

 

Side note Editor Was it all love if it was in the past to call it that? Do women find it all to be love even when it doesn’t work out?

To answer my awesome male editors questions: no it wasnt all love but there was love there and it doesnt just go away because it didnt work out, but you have to respect when it doesnt and love from afar.

This time around I was no longer a young girl worrying about herself, but a young woman and mother looking after her child. So instead of my desired outcome of rekindling a lasting love –and keeping that number count down jk, or not. I discovered myself never committing to a single one of my exes and gaining a healthy reminder of why my exes, were my exes. In that time, I learned some pretty valuable lessons.

  • No you can’t change him; he is who he says he is.
  • No not everyone deserves a second chance or third or fourth.
  • Yes leave your past in the past.

For me, I learned I would be better off leaving the nostalgic memories of dating before baby era in a tiny box labeled open if you dare.

So here we are, back to the present, where I’m no longer heartbroken or disillusioned about what could possibly happen with another man. I’m at a point where having a companion is wanted but not necessary. Dont get me wrong I miss being with someone who appreciates me and I want to have a bond, but I refuse to force or go chasing after an idea that I can make any old thing  work.

Yet I can’t just sit around the house and wait for someone to come knocking at my door announcing, “I Am the One”—even though that would be pretty convenient. I know I have to make an earnest effort to meet and get to know someone new, although it has been scarier than I imagined and a bit hilarious too. The scary part is the idea of creating new bonds that may or may not last. Since my last real relationship was formed from a chance meeting at a Walmart, I don’t really have practice in the countless areas you can now meet someone. I’m finding myself at a place where I want to meet men in a public setting, but still having to resort to online dating because of …hmmm Time? Scheduling? Places? Nope, because of the plain failure to launch circumstances. I’ve decided what better way to get through the neglected city streets of my life known as, ‘Dating in my Late 20’s’ and ‘Dating as a Single Mom’, than to share my experience with women having to go through the same thing.

Oh, and, by the way… you’re welcome. Lol.