A long, long, long time ago, my best girlfriend arrived in my life in an unexpected kinda way. We clicked immediately and started our daily, several times a day talks. Our first big fight was because I laughed at something because I couldn't believe it happened and she thought I was laughing because of something else.
I wish I could say we've grown enough to not fight ever...but hell...as close as we are...that ain't EVER happening. We fight. We love each other. We'll live to see another day.
Type A Creole women. JOY. LOL!
And I do love her. With all my heart. She's my absolute best girlfriend in the world and, because of her, I have no secrets because she knows them all. I'm a better person because she makes me mo'betta'er!
Today is her 40th birthday and I couldn't be there to help her celebrate. No worries...she's going to be surrounded by her family and friends at her party...but I'll still be sad I couldn't see her face...hug her neck and do whatever it was she needed done in preparation for her party.
Shelly Bean...I love you. WE love you. More than anything. You're the only person outside of my home I speak to daily and I'm so grateful you know me so well. I don't want to know what life without you is ever like and I look forward to spending the next 40 years together. I can see it now. Porch, ferns, ceiling fans and rocking chairs. Sitting outside rocking...talking 'bout what we need to talk about watching Coley's kids run in the sunlight.
Happy birthday my beautiful inside and out bestie.
I love you.
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I've always been blessed with unconditional support from people who love me. Sometimes their support was only in the areas they WANTED to support me in mind you...but only because they wanted me to have what THEY believed was the best life.
My biggest supporter however? Hands down? The Robinator. Fair, balanced, challenging.
What about you? Who is YOUR biggest supporter in life?
This made me smile and smile and smile!
"For some background on this video and my uncle - Henry is hearing & speech impaired. He has a heart of gold and everyone who meets Henry absolutely loves him. Henry is also a kid at heart and loves hot wheels, cars, and especially games on his iPhone. Because we appreciate Henry so much and wanted to show him how much he is loved, we all pitched in and got Henry the ultimate gift (as you can see, he was quite happy). That moment was pure joy and excitement. Henry is probably playing games on his new iPad right now :)"
I eat at Founding Farmers pretty regularly. I love their food, the ambience, etc. The concept of clean eating feeds my soul and, when there isn't much out there that I can eat on the fly...it's nice to know I can pop over to Founding Farmers and grab a seat at the bar and have something I can eat relatively quickly.
Well...Saturday I had my first bad experience there and it was pretty bad. I won't go into all the specific details...but I basically stopped talking so I didn't snap and curse and let my friend do all the talking. Long story short...we were there for about an hour and a half before our meal came and those around us were coming and going. The truth never really came out...but I sense our waitress simply forgot to put our order in. Wouldn't have been a big deal except she didn't tell her manager the truth so there was a tad bit of confusion that I decided to NOT participate in.
Before we left...a manager came over and gave us his card. He told us to email him or call him before we ever came in again so he could personally make sure our experience was a good one.
I thought about it all day and determined that I liked that. Dude was, quite obviously...a class act.
So I emailed him:
This gave me chills.
I was talking to some framily the other day, catching up. As always, we were going back and forth catching up on all the important things which have happened in our lives since the last time we had a catch up conversation. The discussion turned to something about Christmas and their significant other walked into the room. They put me on speaker phone to ask my opinion about a disagreement they were having about Christmas. I listened feeling a bit nervous because suddenly...the light mood of the conversation changed.
I was reading this month's More magazine and there was an article about how to have your best hair at 30, 40 and 50. I quickly skipped to the 40 page and read up on what I'm supposed to look out for and what I can do.
I couldn't find the current article online but this basically what they said:
Great. I have going bald to look forward to. The more I read about this aging shit...the more I want to opt out. Seriously.
This shit is for the birds. LOL! I canNOT stop laughing at this shit! Eyes bad and baldness in my future. One of my surrogate mothers told me that my face looks ashy. And I was moisturized. LOL! WITH BRONZER! LOLOLOLOL! Now...in my defense...she wasn't wearing her glasses and she's way older than me but hell. What the hell is next? I'm not taking this ish lying down.
If you know of some secret stuff to fight all of this inevitable ish coming down the pipeline...Imma need yall to speak up hell. Don't be keeping the secret of the bees to yourself. That shit is not sisterly. If you have a fountain of youth out back...ship me a bottle. Please and thank you.
Have you started noticing some of these things happening? What are you doing? Do you FOCUS on aging well? Are you eating right? Working out? Drinking water?
If you're in New Orleans before January 12, 2014, I sure hope you make your way to the Gordon Parks exhibit, "The Making of an Argument."
The exhibit is produced really well and the story of Mr. Parks' Life magazine article, "Harlem Gang Leader" based on the life of the gang leader, Red Jackson, is well documented with pictures and the information printed along with the pictures gives a summation of a really interesting situation which will probably irk you even as you're grateful for the opportunity to view the work first hand.
She kinda took her love of books and reading to a major level. LOL!
And we LURVED us some Ms. Gatz.
38 years later...and I still adore her and am still grateful for her friendship. There aren't many like her. She's TRULY a joy as a woman. Strong and AWESOME. Simply put...I love her.
I got to spend some time with her and other of my classmates from the 1rst grade this weekend and I thought about that saying my mother always said about being careful of anyone who has no old friends. Old friends know who you are. They've seen you through your highs and lows and TRULY know who you are. I'm blessed to say that I have many dear, dear old friends.
Do YOU still have any friends from grade school? Middle school? High school?
How long is your OLDEST friendship?
I saw her last night on Scandal and then again on the late night talk show that comes on after and I was, once again, struck by how amazing her skin looks. She hasn't done a thing "Hollywood style" to her face and it shows in her natural beauty. Totally makes me wonder why so many others don't or didn't do the same.
Really makes you wonder what some of these celebrities could have looked like today had they left well enough alone huh? Especially Meg Ryan. She used to be so cute to me and Madonna? I love me some Madonna...but Baaaaaaaaby...No.
With all of the examples you've seen...what plastic surgery would you be comfortable with on your face?
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,
talented and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other
people won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory of
God that is within us.
It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.
I put the long lens on my camera because honestly...I was confused.
Dude was harvesting his veggies.
On a tiny roof.
Without rail the first.
Then...he started watering them with a hose he'd hooked onto a wire on side of his tiny roof.
I couldn't stop watching him because I was confused as to how he'd gotten out there. SERIOUSLY. It couldn't be through the window right? I mean...there was no door sure...but um...his shoulders looked bigger than the window so yeah...how'd he get up there? I didn't see a ladder or anything but his veggies were totally impressive.
And then...I looked up and he'd rehooked his hose and climbed back inside...THROUGH THE WINDOW.
I have to say...in a world where some people wouldn't eat veggies to save their life...it's refreshing to see someone go above and beyond to make sure they have fresh, organic veggies.
I mean really.
Eat some veggies. NON cooked to death or fried.
It will help your quality of life...provided you don't fall off a tiny roof growing 'em.
Whenever I'm struggling with something I go over it and over it in my head until I'm comfortable with my action or reaction. There have been periods in my life where I've been quick to jump to the worst possible conclusion and I've grown enough to realize that it was because I wasn't in a good place in life. The times in my life when I wasn't in a good place I made poor decisions. VERY poor decisions.
And I stunted my personal growth.
The most perplexing part about it is that I knew good and well that I was wrong. I felt it in my gut and in that nagging, burning feeling I had whenever I thought about it and then...I had to fill my brain with other stuff just so I didn't think about it too much and allow the guilt to eat me alive.
Being from the South I've heard plenty of harsh advice. A lot of times I was dipped down in a hallway somewhere listening in on grown folks conversation that I didn't have any business listening to. Had I been caught...oh yeah...I would have been called a "fast tailed lil girl."
Which was the worst thing you could have been called in my world. Nobody wanted to be fast tailed. NOBODY!
I remember overhearing once that "too many women out there screwing for free."
Now...to a simple brain...that sounds like the woman speaking was advocating for women to be prostitutes. To someone who knew her...they knew EXACTLY where she was with that. Basically...she was saying that women need to understand the power they have and that there was no reason you should be with a man who can't do anything for you. See...they were quick to peep the lil boys who were sniffing up behind you and, if they didn't have potential...they didn't have nainh problem letting you know this.
Many of these circumstances still exist but I think we've gotten too PC to say them out loud I think. Sure...when you're with people you REALLY care for, you have no reason to not say these type of things because you're not trying to let your loved ones go out like that. I've had this conversation with lil cousins fo' sho. I was on the phone with one of my cousins recently and she reminded me of something I said to her over a decade ago. I'd forgotten it, of course, but she said she always stuck to that simplistic and harsh as hell view when making decisions with matters of the heart and well...it works and worked for her. YOU would probably be shocked to hear what it was I said to her because I'd never say it to anyone OTHER than someone who flat out knows that I love them unconditionally and would do anything for them. PERIOD. I doubt I'd EVER put in print what I told her but I meant it and told her because I love her.
Same as my Elders have done with me. They can say some offensive azz, ratchet azz sounding ish but you can't pretend they aren't right. You might be hurt and mad cuz they DARED say some ish to you like that but trust...if you tried to go at them they'd be like...
"And who the hell are you that I have to watch my mouth before telling you something? I'm YOUR Uncle/Aunt/Grandmother/Mother/Father/Sister/Brother/Cousin. I want the best for you and don't give a damn how you feel if I know you're out there fucking up and you need to do better. Sitcho' lil azz down somewhere and listen. Bruised feelings ain't got shit on having a fucked up life cuz you thought you knew every damn thing. Take stock is what you need to do. Take stock and change some thangs cuz if you don't...shit is going to stay the same. I don't want my blood to be struggling for dumb azz reasons. Now go in there and bring me a cold glass of water and bet not be no Ceily shit floating in it either!"
And that's that.
Are we too PC with young adults and adults when it comes to checking their ish these days? Do you often find yourself not getting involved and not saying anything because you don't want to say the wrong thing knowing they will focus on the wrong shit? Or do you say it anyway not giving a damn?
So...my birthday party this year was an old school Field Day like when you were in elementary or middle school. I reserved a park for the whopping permit fee of $20, bought some balls and whatnot, served hotdogs and grilled veggies with cupcakes, sunchips, etc. and GOT.IT.IN!
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The rest of the stuff I used was stuff I already had down in the basement. I've collected some nice things over the years by simply keeping an eye out for things. The best time to get good deals on stuff is when you don't need it. LOL! So yeah...I see something nice on a random Tuesday in March and buy it and store it down in the basement until I'm ready to use it. GO ME!
The best thing I've ever purchased has got to be the 54 x 108-Inch White Tablecloth $3.50 each. I use them so much and, at only $3.50...you don't worry if something is spilled on them like red wine. Oh...and my silverware I bought in bulk, Stainless Dinner Fork - 24 / BX - $4.68. I started out with about 48 each of them at those prices and bought forks, spoons and knives. You're totally not mad if someone accidentally tosses one in the trash at those prices. I keep them in ziploc bags between parties and put them in a buffet silverware caddy for parties. I've had it forever and forgot where I found it. Works perfectly.
Since we were at a park...I used paper plates because paper plates are for parks and barbecues. And that's all Imma say about that. Humph. LOL! Bought the paper plates at the dollar store too.
I did buy dodge balls and a flag football set but I can use them again. If you're in the area and want to throw a field day party...you're welcome to borrow them because they will simply be in the ball bag in the basement. LOL!
For the three legged races I used an old sheet cut up in strips. Worked perfectly and completely throw-way-able.
Food was easy. Gluten-free all beef hotdogs, grilled veggies and corn on the cob. I put the corn on wooden skewers so folks didn't have to use their hands while outside. I had a gallon of hand sanitizer on hand to disinfect before eating. LOL!
Water and gatorade were the drink choices (G-Baby brought some drink packs for the kiddies) as we couldn't bring alcohol to the park. I was going to make some awesome adult beverages to put into these Ball Jar Heritage Collection Pint Jars with Lids and Bands, Set of 6 :
Yall know I'm anti-drinking-out-of-mason-jars because I always dribble on myself so I drilled a hole in the top of the lid and then put Nickel-Plated Brass Eyelets - 3/8" - 8 Ct. in the hole. I didn't put the back of the eyelet on because I did the hole exact and it was a really nice and snug fit. Then...a straw just pops in nicely! WHEEEEEEEEEEE! Well...I'd already made 6 when I found out I couldn't bring alcohol so I didn't make anymore. LOL!
We had fun. It's always cool to do something completely different and well...we get together all the time for drinks and or drinks and dinner so it's fun to switch it up to something we never get to do.
Before we left the park yesterday someone asked what we're doing next year.
When I heard there was a school shooting yesterday I unplugged from the news cuz well...yall know. Seeing that none of those babies were hurt was AWESOME! Watching Ms. Antoinette Tuff this morning made my heart smile BIG.TIME.
And then I started worrying about her cuz yall know how the media gets down. Heroes are very rarely left alone.
EXCELLENT job Ms. Tuff! Way to take care of those babies!!!!!!!!!
Join me. How? Just decide to be happy. Don't let the news or anything you can't control steal your joy on this beautiful day. Just be happy. Smile, laugh, read funny stories. Just be happy. Tell someone you appreciate them. Give munchy kisses to your loved ones. Lay on the floor next to your dog. Just be happy today. Don't worry about the heat...it's summer...it happens. If anything happens, focus on the positives. Car breaks down? Thank goodness for roadside assistance. Left your lunch at home? Drink water and think about dinner. Kids sick? They will let you snuggle more.
TODAY WE'RE GOING TO BE HAPPY!
I was having a conversation with a friend who was complaining about the discoloration spots on the backs of her thighs. She hates them. Like...it's the bane of her existence. She is constantly looking up ways to get them gone and has tried pretty much everything available.
She asked if I had any and I said...YUP. I also have them on my lower back and my underarms. She then asked what do I do about them.
Quite frankly...she's a BAD.AZZ.
She's the woman who wore these:
...and talked for almost 13 hours straight starting at 11:18 am yesterday to derail a vote in the GOP-dominated Senate. She had to keep speaking on the bill until midnight, which was the deadline for the end of the special session. She lectured, read testimony from women, doctors etc. At one point, during one story...Senator Davis almost cried.
But she kept going.
There are specific, tedious and archaic rules to filibustering and Ms. Davis never even SKIRTED on the side of wrong during the first three hours of her REMARKABLE and just flipping AWESOME stand for women. She is the perfect antithesis to Rick Perry and I damn sure hope she runs for Governor of Texas as soon as possible. TURN TEXAS BLUE!!!!!!!!
Ms. Davis became a single mother at the age of 19. She's the first person in her family to graduate from college. Upon graduation from Texas Christian University, she went to Harvard Law School and put in her time clerking, being a business owner and then got involved in local politics. Senator Davis is 50 years old.
She has championed bills which mean something, in my opinion. Everything from payday loans to protecting sexual assault victims. The bill she was attempting to derail was this one: Texas Anti-Abortion Bill - SB5
The Republicans succeeded in pausing her filibuster since she had three strikes. One of the strikes she received was for receiving assistance in putting on a back brace while speaking:
Was Ms. Davis successful in stopping the bill from becoming law? AB-SO-FLIPPING-LUTELY. Why? Because the vote was recorded at 12:03 am AFTER THE DEADLINE.
THE BILL IS DEAD.
"Today was democracy in action,” Davis said. “You all are the voices we were speaking for from the floor.”
Senator Davis is the reason I didn't go to bed last night until midnight thirty knowing I had a 6:15 am flight this morning and would have to get up at 3:30 am. Senator Davis...I thank you for being a WOMAN WHO ROARS and for the exaggeration of the already heavy bags under my eyes this morning. #TomFordSunglassEmergency
Did you watch? It was sooooooooooooooooooo awesome! It was like...AMAZING! The energy, her steadfastness...yeah...all of that. DRAMA!
I had a meeting in DC last week at the Dean Wood Community Center & Library. While in wait mode, I took a walk around the facility. To say I was impressed with it is the least I could say because the place truly blew me away.
I kept asking questions because I couldn't believe it was free to the public with minimal fees for use of services like the fitness center and the pool. There was a full blown senior center with a VERY active senior population, meeting rooms, quiet rooms, computer room, etc.
And it was all free.
I walked outside and walked around a bit stopping in my tracks when I saw this:
If this doesn't make you happy...nothing will. Turn off your computer, shut ish down and go get back in the bed. It's over for you.
I'm about to do this RAT.NAH!
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