Joyanna Adams

Nobody's Opinion

Nobody’s Perfect: ME

Okay. This is going to be humbling, but not too long ago, things in my life got pretty disturbing.

My husband and I were just not getting along, so yeah, I fell in love with a man online. Realize this is very common as many of us spend hours on the computer. So, being myself, I decided to find out WHAT the hell was wrong with ME. After all, I always blame myself first no matter what. And that’s not good. It makes you wake up each day and …say, “It’s just another day in the life of myself.”

This man online made me feel alive. Pretty, wanted. Whereas after 32 years of marriage, we were at that standstill. No grandchildren, so we got dogs. I then realized that “Hey, he is so happy with those dogs, he’s has never ever shown me that much affection…maybe he never really loved me.”

He was running all over the house, happy as a little boy in a water park, playing Marco Polo with his buds.

Well, God jumps in when you need him doesn’t he? I got this book, which is the way I deal with any kind of pain: find answers…go read.

What Could He Be Thinking? How a Man’s Mind REALLY Works.” By Michael Gurian

WOW. EVERY MAN AND WOMAN IN THE WORLD...should read this book.

He explains right off the bat, how really different our brains are wired. And how hormones play such a big vital role in our relationships. How women get frustrated if men are not romantic, and how men really do bond with the sex act. How he is wired to compete, focus on ‘performance.

Here is a few examples from the book about the Performance Imperative: He claims that the biological male foundation is laid for a performance imperative:

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The workaholic man. The man competing constantly. The man pushing his child to be his or her best. The man who sacrifices his life for others based on a suprme principle he believes in. The man who believes he is worthless unless he feeds his family. The man who sits watching a sunset, but only for a moment, then moves back to his job. (Yes, testorsterone…it’s real.)

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First, I thought well yeah: Women still want the hero, the provider, the Prince that comes to save her. AND YET…that’s a high gate for most men to jump over, especially now. I remember my best friend Shelly and I went to Disneyland in California back in the 70’s. And we were sitting on the steps of Sleeping Beauty’s castle, and watching the crowds exit at midnight. We talked about how we had been sold the story of the man coming to rescue you by Disney. How it was a big lie. Looking back on it now, I realize that’s the trouble with a lot of the male/female relationships now…as females we were raised on these Disney themes. Life isn’t like that. Many times the man just has too much on his mind to remember, doesn’t mean he does not love you…it’s just he is wired to keep his own stress from the day from not spilling over. Now the men play video games…go right pass the wives, and take out the day’s stress…it works.

Recently, I watched a video on Youtube, where Elon’s Musk’s first wife talked about how they lost their first son to CIDs. And she wanted to talk about it and he didn’t. What SHE didn’t know is that he dare not talk about it. He had companies to run. Men’s brains are designed NOT to talk about such a painful event. Women on the other hand MUST. She didn’t know his brain. He was suffering just as much as she was, but to talk about it would have destroyed him. She should have talked about it to a girlfriend or mother, or anybody but him. Emotions are not registered well in a man’s brain. They are just not wired for it. This book explains the male’s brain in scientific terms…and how hormones play a big part, and how the woman’s brains are always lit up.

WE ARE SO DIFFERENT.

The feminist movement has done more to damaged so many things that are now called woke. And that was a political movement DONE to destroy the family. And that’s another blog.

I just gave you jsut a taste of the book. It devles deeply into the facts of our physical differences, facts that cannot be ignored. And yet, they are.

In conclusion, I have been thinking all along that my husband didn’t love me. After reading this book, I can’t blame it all on him. Maybe I didn’t love him? Maybe this man I met online was a wakeup call to reexamining my life…and trying to understand..why both men and woman should try to understand the real reason’s we can’t seem to live up to each other’s expectations. And he goes into great detail.

So, I’m sorry that at my age, I didn’t read this book sooner. Many couples figure this stuff out, and live until “death do they part.” I didn’t. I have just been on cruise control. Not really living.

I’m just sad that I didn’t wake up to these facts earlier, back when Shelly and I were sitting on the steps of Disney’s Castle.

But then again…fairy tales sometimes do come true. Men have porn, women have fairy tales of romance…maybe that’s what keeps us all being able to stand each other.

Or not. (Maybe we just need to all chill.) And remember…mother nature knows best.

After all, want to see what a REAL man can do? (See below)

Ladies…watch and enjoy. When you can watch a REAL man build this world…love him for that. Because baby, it will make the world all that much better. And remember, he is also doing it for you. Be proud to be a woman. It’s okay to feel those emotions, but remember…mother nature is still here…no matter what woke agenda they are pushing on us all.

July 29, 2024 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , | Leave a comment

Rousa and Me

Nobody’s Opinion

St. Louis gets very hot in the summer. Most of the time it’s hotter here than in Miami. And last Sunday, our friends from Puerto Rico came over. Eli is a good mechanic. He fixes my old 2004 Santa Fe, and Rosa comes to drink and smile, and share an afternoon of laugher and drinking.

I usually end up giving her MY favorite bottle of Disaronno, and by the end of the day, it’s gone.

Rosa has the prettiest smile that lights up her whole face. She is learning English, and it doesn’t matter if we understand each other…we both laugh so hard, like one of those giggles you cannot STOP and we havn’t a clue why we are laughing.

But, it’s not all laughs, Rosa’s life is hard. While Eli is outside fixing my car, Rosa talks about her job.

She works in a hotel, cleaning rooms. She sighs, heavily, her big eyes in pain. They can’t find workers, and she has to clean 18 rooms a day, by herself.  She tells me that the Mexicans are the worst. They live like dogs. She finds shit on the floors. She must take down everything, to clean, because they smoke and stink up the room so bad. The curtains, bed, mattress, rugs, everything has to be sent to be cleaned. Some rooms take up to two hours.

Last week they destroyed a picture worth over $100 dollars.

Rosa speaks Spanish and English, so she is in high demand. But it’s very hard work. When she was in Puerto Rico, she was studying to be a pharmacist. But her classes did not count in the U.S. She would love to go back to it, but she knows–the money. Impossible.

Eli and Rosa met online. In a phone conversation. They talked for a year before she ran away with nothing but a suitcase and ran right into his arms: to America to start a new life. Her husband in Puerto Rico had hit her so hard, he broke her leg. She even left her car.

Eli, like a hero, came to the rescue. They now have been married a year. They want to buy a house. He calls her his “Queen.” And she looks at him with adoring eyes, and touches his face with the tenderness that only a heart full of love could do. Her eyes sparkle when she looks at him.

 There is no doubt that Eli would die for Rosa. No man DARE hurt her.

Eli, lucky for us, is a great mechanic. With the cost of repairs being so high, he’s a godsend.

But he can’t get a license here for some reason. Money, I suppose. He is against the Democratics wish to make Puerto Rico a state. If that happened then HE would become an illegal, and he would lose his status as an American, and all that goes with it. It would hurt his chances to keep his good job.

Both Eli and Rosa talked about Puerto Rico, how they miss their home, and how it was destroyed by Hurricane Maria. The whole island was out of electric, and it was never fixed even after a year. FEMA was nowhere to be found. The people were left to suffer basically. You won’t find MSNBC going out to help the people of Puerto Rico, will you?

So, it’s clear, we live in an oligarchy of rich, tyrannical elites…sucking the American people dry. Only a handful in Congress care about the people. And we sit back and watch while our country is destroyed, city by city. They could care less about our country becoming a third world country. And now, with the borders of the United States being invaded by unknowns from everywhere…the Spanish who came here legally, are just as worried as the Americans.

Both Eli and Rosa are very hard working. As were the Cubans when they came here.

Nobody Wonders…will they be able to get their house before and IF the democrats manage to steal the elections again?

I don’t know. But…I remember, long ago, my mother gave up some rooms for two young musicians from Costa Rico to our home, and they couldn’t even speak much English.

There are good people everywhere….I guess I’m like my mom.

But Rosa? Eli? They are the kind of people we want in our Country.

Let’s hope we can save it for them. And Rosa can finish another bottle of my Disaronno!

(I love you Rosa…hope you get to read this.)

May 26, 2024 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , | 1 Comment