Prince Ziggy makes me SMILE! His father says I should call him Lil Zack. I don't know about that even as I'm considering his request. Seeing as though I'm the eldest I should be able to do what I want right?????
I could just eat this kid up EVERY.SINGLE.MINUTE OF EVERY DAY!
Louisiana is a red state. My Grandmother INSISTS on wearing her Obama shirts everywhere she goes. "Oooooooooh...that's My Baracka!" she calls him. EVERY.SINGLE.TIME. It never gets old though. LOL! I was in the mall with her for so long today my feet are numb. I got a wheelchair for her and it was just a slow and steady day. Since she was enjoying herself so much...I didn't dare complain. I love to see her smile! She wants me to send her a pin for her church suits with MY BARACKA on it. Yall know Imma find her one right? RIGHT.
One of Myles' Christmas gifts from Uncle Robby and T-Monnie was Pixos. I don't get it...he does. Good thing. Have I told yall the kid is gonna be a rocket scientist one day? I can't even IMAGINE a smarter kid in the WORLD!
Is it fair for a man to want a DNA test done on a child that is already a teenager when he's been the child's father all their life? Should he be vilified for wanting to know if he REALLY fathered a child? Is he well within his rights to not allow someone to believe he is their father when he BIOLOGICALLY isn't?
My son's dad wants to do a DNA test on him and he's 14 years old. How do I explain this to my child in the least damaging way possible? I have no doubt that he is his dad which makes me even madder that he wants to put our child through this. My son isn't dumb and I think he already knows this is coming because he has changed lots already.
Every year I try to give you guys a gift. Well...this Christmas I thought we'd all give each other a gift. How much will it cost you? Nuttin. Not one cent. :) Just your time and a bit of research and typing.
What I want you to do is think of your absolute FAVORITE thing to eat be it something your Grandmother cooks, you cook, your mommy cooks, etc. And then...use the following template and type up the recipe.
Email the template to me at: Monica.Mingo@comcast.net
***NOTE...Please use the subject line: TRIBE COOKBOOK in your email. PLEASE! THIS IS VERY, VERY IMPORTANT TO HELP ME NOT LOSE YOUR RECIPE IN THE MADNESS THAT IS MY INBOX!
You may include up to 5 recipes. Make sure you include the name of the recipe and your screenname and, of course, the type (appetizer, meat, main, side, dessert, soup, salad etc.). I'll put them all together in one document and post so you may download, print and put in a plain 3-hole punched binder to start or IMPROVE your very own "family" recipe book.
You're gonna LOVE IT! I promise!
(If you don't want to include your email address...you don't HAVE to. It's only in the event folks really enjoy your recipe when they try it and want to send you accolades.)
I am getting some FABULOUS recipes! This is going to be sooooooo awesome! 1969 told me she couldn't download the recipe template so I had to email it to her. If anyone else has the problem send me an email post haste. (She sent her Italian Beef recipe! This might be made at 13700 SUNDAY! ROFL!)
I'm including a Sample Recipe here so you can see how to fill out the template so I don't have to do too much editing. The deadline for recipe submissions is December 10, 2008 so I can have it ready by the time we have our Holiday party on the 14th.
I'm sooooo excited about this yall! Whoooohoooo! This is TRULY a back to the basics kinda thing!
I was listening to the radio as I was driving last night and I heard an ad for a club called Club Upscale. The ad stated that Sunday was BIG, BEAUTIFUL WOMEN NIGHT AND THE MEN THAT LOVE THEM!
The ad went on about the hot appetizers that would be served all night.
The ad went on to talk about how Big, Beautiful Women were out there doing it BIG and needed some recognition so they knew they were appeciated.
Is this offensive? Is it in poor taste?
The call came at 12:55am to say my baby had arrived at the airport.
The call came at 7:25am to say my baby was pulling up in the driveway.
If I could have I would have taken a pic of me slow dancing with it. Losing luggage is bad...when you're odd like me...IT'S THE WORST PERSON IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!! (Me and TIH's boyfriend, circa...um...forever...)
I opened it and gave it a cursory glance and it seems I haven't been got. I see everything I'm sposed to see so now I'm going to try and get some sleep because I didn't get much. A cold spell came cross Louisiana and my TRUE Southern family is FREEZING. Hence...the heat has been on since I walked up in this jernt. I feel so dry. LOL! I've been drinking water like nobody's business and ya know ya girl is MUY, MUY VAIN! Soon as I get up I'm gonna put a gumbo pot full of water on the stove and boil it.
The nephews are the most beautiful children ever. When Prince Myles saw me he did the cutest/weirdest dance! LOL! Like he had ants in his pants! Nothing better than hearing the words "T-MONNIE!" from your nephew and watch him dance and grin!
When I got here he was doing his piano lessons so I had the pleasure of watching that and then we hung out while we waited on Zack to bring Prince Ziggy cuz I was NOT about to drive anywhere after my day. When they got here I gasped cuz my Prince Ziggy looks just like his father did when his father was his age. I had an instant flashback of Zack toddling around behind our mother. Too cute! Right up until he decided he loved his T-Monnie's face sooooooooo much he felt it was fine to play patty cake with it. Dude's lil nails are sharp and I didn't have my RX for Brown Skin cuz it was still in Dallas so...um...erra...couldn't take no chances on getting baby scratched up. ROFL!
Dr. Punkin: You got those pj's from Wal-Mart?
Dr. Punkin: They're not bad.
Me: The bottoms are pj's. The top is a long sleeve t-shirt from the regular clothes section.
Dr. Punkin: I like it.
Me: Humph. Ain't no silver lining in me having to go to Wal-Mart bruh.
Dr. Punkin can find the positive in anything but all she got outta me was a big old *BLINK* *STARE* *BLINK*
Don't think Imma get more sleep so I might as well get my tookus up and head over to my Grandmother's for my OFFICIAL cussing.
Me: I need a glass of wine.
Dr. Punkin: Umm...I think I might have a big bottle somewhere.
Me: Da hell? How long have you had it?
Dr. Punkin: More than a year I'm sure.
Me: You're trying to kill me aren't you? I mean really. You knew I was coming didn't you? You knew what kinda day I was having right?
Dr. Punkin: You want me to keep looking for it or not?
You're pregnant and have just learned that your baby has Downs.
As you are telling your sister she asks were you considering not having the baby.
Is this enough to cut her off? Would you think her asking was malicious in intent?
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Yup...you read right. I'm now at another gate but I'm told that I'm probably actually better than maybe getting on a flight. Cute huh? At least this gate is in a brand new part of the airport and there was a nice seat right by the windows.
Wondering why I'm smiling? I'm counting my blessings. Feeding that family really made me think to myself...hmmmmmm...here I am at the very least inconvenienced. These poor people don't have food or money to buy food apparently. *sigh* So yeah...buying them food made me feel better even though folks were hugging me and ish. I'm not huggable. Me no likey hugging strangers. I guess my buying them food helped get me some good travel karma though but yeah...um....hugging is NEVER necessary.
I got issues man.
I'd help people a whole lot more if there was no talking or hugging after or even acknowledging my presence.
NO TOUCHING THE SIP!
Hi Monnie and the Tribe!
Monnie I'd like to thank you for always asking us what we're eating and for making me think about my food choices and I'd like to thank the Tribe for always sharing what they are eating because it gives me lots of good ideas for meal choices. I lost 7 pounds while we were doing the 2 week challenge and it really energized me to keep going. Since then I've lost another 3 pounds for a total of 10 pounds. On top of that, I get at least 30 minutes of walking in daily. Sometimes I walk at lunch and sometimes I go with my daughter when we get home. When she and I go to the grocery she is very excited to help me pick out different things for us to eat and it makes me feel good. I thought about what you told me and how you asked me if I wanted my daughter to have the same health and weight issues I have when she's my age and you were right. I don't want her to feel like I used to feel. By making this change, it's really changing the way she sees food too.
The only problem is my husband. He's overweight and unhealthy too and he refuses to eat the food I prepare now. He stops at McDonald's on his way home and eats fast food during the day too. He says that black people need to stop tripping and that he'd rather not be here than be here and eat rabbit food. I was hoping you and the Tribe had some tips to help me get to him too. Are all men hard to get going with this?
Hi. My name is Monica Mingo and I am sitting in the
fu.. (wait...no cussing) LOVELY airport on a clear and absolutely stunningly beautiful day.
Let's chat about my day shall we? My husband woke me at 4:00 am because being the responsible travelers we are...we wanted to get me to the airport with enough time so I was not rushing. I'd checked in electronically the day before so I was good to go...Just had to pay $15 to check my bag and I was good.
My flight left without incident and I flew to my connecting airport. I posted up at the gate I was told my flight was leaving from by the attendant on the plane and then I got a call from my husband telling me my flight had been canceled.
I jumped up and went to the gate counter where I was told that not only was it canceled but I was at the wrong gate.
Why was the flight canceled? Everyone reading this knows why. It's the same reason you give EVERY.SINGLE.TIME.
I walked up and down this airport for 15 minutes wearing some SERIOUS thugwear looking for something I could eat. WELCOME TO THE SOUTH!
It's all my own dang fault because I ran out of time to pack me a nice healthy mix of my kinda snacks so I'm mad at me. Or SIP. Well...since SIP is me...hmmmmmm....
I sat on a row with a lovely woman who got her heart broke a year and a half ago. The pain is still there and it's still very RAW. What do you say to someone like that who you can tell is a lovely, lovely person and doesn't believe they will ever be able to try again?
She made my heart hurt.
I brought my portable external harddrive with me because I thought that's where I'd placed my "Burn Notice" season pass.
I was wrong and consequently BORED AS HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm finished my Merry Christmas cards and was gonna do my Happy Holiday cards on the plane...the gold ink on the light green envelope looks like crap. YA HEAR THAT JEN! YOU'RE GONNA HAFTA SQUINT TO KNOW THE CARD IS FOR YOU!
Last year the first person to send me a Christmas card was that damn Hostess. I threatened to kill her azz with chopsticks. This year the first person to send me a Christmas card?
That heffa. Damn date stamp said November 25. WHO DOES THAT ISH? WHO IS THAT FLAWLESSLY ORGANIZED? I'm kicking her azz on the 14th.
Everyone that works in this airport should never, EVER eat at this airport yet I saw 4 people enjoying a meal in their uniform outside of the Wendy's/McDonald's/Taco Bell section. They were laughing and having a good time eating up a mess of mess.
Finally found an Au Bon Pain. Got a turkey sammich and some chicken noodle soup. I ate the innards of the sammich and tried the soup. TRIED the soup. After I tossed it..I had a $5 fruit cup. *sigh*
Is it just me or do men in the South holla much more than men up North? I've been hit on three times in only 45 minutes.
I can't respond to any of my emails unless I do webmail on this network. Wish I'd known that BEFORE I downloaded my emails to Entourage. Now I'm stuck with this dang annoying beep as it's trying to send the emails I'd replied to. You know...cuz I'm smart and all-a dat.
This White guy in a suit just walked up and asked me could he charge something up on the outlet I'm stealing airport juice from. I smiled at him and said, "Of course!" and moved my bag out the way.
The conversation that followed:
White guy in suit: So how's your day going?
Me: FABULOUS as usual. Yours?
White guy in suit: WELL I HEARD THAT GIRL! (Insert imitation stereotypical Black girl neck roll here.)
Dear White people:
Stop doing that shit.
In my next life I wanna be a coconut oil fairy. What's that you ask? Someone who flies around with coconut oil in her palms and smears coconut oil on crunchy hair. I ain't never SEENT no hair look ASHY before until just two minutes ago. I'm still looking in the direction the hair went so I can see it again if she comes back round this way. Just...EW.
I put some new ish on my hair last night. I shouldn't have. Don't you just HATE when you do that? LEAVE WELL ENOUGH ALONE DAMMIT!
CNN is on in the airport. I'm listening to my iPod.
This older White couple has a cute little girl with them. She is Asian. THEY ARE LETTING HER ACT A COMPLETE DONKEY'S BUTT! She has them WRAPPED and KNOWS it.
This dude pulled out a cellphone so big I thought it was his house phone. Playa is FIRMLY stuck in 1997 complete with a brim and a flee market Pucci sweater. I ain't mad at the gleam on his shoes however...he obviously takes pride in his "LOOK."
Thanks for all the emails about Oprah coming to DC. I know. I was trying to keep it quiet so I could see if I could score me some tickets. LOL! Sounds like the cat is waaaaaaaaay outta the bag as I have received fiftylleven emails regarding. Emails that I can't RESPOND TO cuz I'm dumb.
Chick just passed me by with the hottest azz shoes on. They are sooooooooo fiya! How in the hell she's wearing them traveling I don't know. Guess her feet don't swell up on the plane as mine do hence the kicks.
I LOVE PEOPLE WATCHING! DON'T YOU?
GOTDAMMIT! JUST GOT WORD MY DANG FLIGHT IS CANCELLED! GOTDAMMIT ALL TO FLIPPING HELL AND BEYOND!
One of the women I love gave us a scare on Monday night and she has promised us to do better, be better regarding what she eats and puts in her body. If she can do it...YOU can do it. Start thinking about what you put in your body please. PLEASE!
It took her a trip to the emergency room for it to click...it doesn't have to be that extreme for you.
You know what you need to do...do it.
What did you have for breakfast this morning?