Sunday, April 17, 2011

Bless You!

The other day I was at the store and it was pretty quiet.

And then out of nowhere you hear a LOUD, “Ahhhhhhchoooooo!”

Yes, this is my version of someone obnoxiously sneezing.
Obnoxiously…yes I said it was obnoxious.

Not that sneezing is obnoxious…everyone does it.

But this was like unlike anything I ever heard.

And no, I didn’t nor would I expect anyone to “hold it in.”

You could probably get hurt by doing that… right?

It actually startled me—not to mention everyone else around me.

And this guy was FAR away…at least a hundred feet away or more.

After the initial scare, everyone laughed it if they were saying, “Damn that was loud” without saying a word.

But what I did hear was a handful of people saying, “God bless you” or “Bless you.”

Which is sweet…

But why do people say that?

The common answer that we've ALL HEARD...

“Well I say it because when you sneeze…your heart stops for a split second.”

Some of you probably believe this.

Just in case you are one of the selected few that have NEVER heard of this belief...let me explain.

The myth is that we are suppose to say, “God bless you” after someone sneezes because their heart stopped for that split second—and thankfully they are still alive.

And bless ‘em.

Personally, I don’t believe this.

And of course…

I did some research on this.

WebMd says, “No your heart does not stop when you sneeze.”

It’s a myth.

Your hearts rhythm briefly changes…

But no, you don’t however “skip a beat.”

WebMd also says that sneezing can be triggered by the sun, plucking your eyebrows, allergies (of course), and yes…even sex.

Yes... I just said sex may trigger you to sneeze.

(I already know you want to read more about that)!

There is actually several myths about sneezing.

For example…

Early on, the Egyptians and Romans believed that a sneeze signified a change in ones personality.

To name a few more myths…

Some said, “Bless you” to ward off sickness—because sneezing could’ve been a sign of the Plague.

Another belief is that sneezing made you vulnerable to becoming possessed by evil spirits—so it was only right to say, “Bless you.”

And I’m not speaking for all of the Greek culture…but I read that a common belief among the Greeks is if you sneeze…that means someone is talking about you (

We all have our beliefs.

And believe me…there is plenty of them out there.

Although I’ve always been aware of this myth…

I NEVER bothered to look into it until now.

Pretty interesting.

Now I won't feel so bad when I don't say, "Bless you."

I'm horrible...I know.

I’d love to hear your thoughts on this.

Please don’t hesitate to tell me what’s On Ur Mind.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Just When You Thought You Seen It All...

The other day I went to the gym.

And the only time I can really go is during “rush hour,” and I’m not just talking about traffic.


Anyone that works out knows that all gyms in general have at least two rush hours a day.

Rush hour one usually starts around 4:45 to 7:00 a.m. (before work)—and after work—this is generally around 4:00 to 6:30 p.m. or so.

Anyways, I try to avoid these times because you usually have to wait to use a machine or a piece of equipment.

But sometimes you just don’t have a choice.

I’ll usually show up when it starts to die down.

Or right in the middle of it.

When I go to the gym, I just want to do what I got to do and get out.

I’m not there to socialize.

And although there’s nothing wrong with that…it’s not for me.

I see working out as my time to myself.

No make up, no heels, nothing.

Just me and my iPod jammin’ away.

So the other day I walk into the locker room…and nothing out of the norm.

Then I notice what seemed to be black hair dye all over one of the sinks.

“Is that hair dye?”


I didn’t think nothing of it as I proceeded to walk further back to where the lockers where.

I’m hanging up my jacket and close the locker…

And out of nowhere I see this lady sitting on the bench about 5 feet from where I was.

She must’ve been using the bathroom or something when I walked in because she came out of nowhere.

Her hair was full of black hair dye…

And she was wearing nothing but a pair of sandals and a SEE THROUGH smock!


She was just sitting there—ever so quaintly on the bench.

And get this…

She was reading a news paper with one leg on top of the other.

I’m not saying she was sitting with her legs crossed…


Her right ankle was resting on top her left knee.

If you can’t visualize it…then try it out.

Keep in mind she was naked.

And to top it off it was rush hour.

She had a pleasant little smile on her face as if she didn’t have a care in the world.

And trust me…she didn’t.


Personally, I’m all for self expression.

And I’m not trying to “judge.”

But really????

I wonder how her hair came out.

Have you ever been in somewhat of an awkward situation?

I’d love to hear about it.

Please don’t hesitate to tell me what’s On Ur Mind.