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Bubble Gums

 

 

” Mom you’re a weirdo!” If I had a dollar for every time my children said that to me I’d be rich! My Ex has called me that so many times since we were teenagers. And I have to remind him that he likes “weirdos”. So as long as I’ve been labeled a  weirdo…why am I so disappointed that I have been waiting for months in anticipation to attend this conference coming up next week.

And so when I sent an email to the contact person to register I received a number to call to register. Now mind, you as I looked deeply at the flyer on the text-there was something peculiar about the flyer-something that reeked of ” weirdo!’. Nevertheless, I continued to move forward.

Now some time or another I missed a phone call from the organization so I called the number back from my voicemail messages and as I was leaving a message a new call was coming in. I clicked over and placed my voicemail response on hold because no one picked up the phone when I returned the organization’s call… only to click over and Stoney- let’s call him was on the line.

As we spoke- his voice began to slightly annoy me, he sounded like a serial killer…you know like on Silence of the Lambs when he says

And as much as I wanted to sound upbeat and personal I began to make this scene in my head a comedy! As I looked closer, to the name of the organization I had a flash back to my initial contact with this organization and its clientage. And in that moment, I became deeply disappointed that I had been waiting in anticipation for the day of the event to come. Only to realize I would be spending the day with a bunch of ” weirdos!”

I could hear my Yeye in my head saying, ” You got a lot of nerves!” What?- I thought, I’m not that kind of weirdo, hell I didn’t except that I was a ” weirdo” at all. These folks went beyond ” weirdo” they were more like ” creepy”

So that’s it…. you can still be cool and weird? But ” creepy”….there is nothing cool about “creepy”. So what got me out of my funky mood? The comment I left on Marie Forleo’s newest post about negative thoughts. You can’t stay mad or disappointed at Velcro…its way too tacky and weird. Reminiscing, on my first pair of Bubble Gums with Velcro closings almost had me peeing on myself!

For those of you who know what Bubble Gums are you know they are LMAO funny!

Omg, I was on Urban Dictionary and the latest terms for Bubble Gums are eye-opening! The definition I’m referring to is #13

Be back soon

I have been on some pretty wild adventures since the end of March. Most of them unbelievable, however I must admit that is the rhythm of my life where wild things are constantly happening.

There are seldom and rarely dull moments in my life. That being said, while things have come down to a slower pace I will be bringing you up to speed in the coming weeks.

And as I write this post I think of the word resilience and an old song comes to mind from someone I had not thought about in years and when I think of her I think of what it means to have grace under fire!

They tried to dog and humiliate My girl when she became Ms. America!

What you don’t like today, you will love tomorrow!

 

My skin was all wrong, my hair all wrong, my face all wrong, sliced and cut and put in a trance by the songs of Ogun and as he danced I became like the object that the snake charmer sang to, and I swayed, forgetting time as the machete moved and danced in his hand time slowed, slowed, slower, slower, slower until I stopped and the slice of my face stung. I am a wild girl, unruly, untamed and although they shame me I refuse to acquiesce for fear that I may die if I live for anyone other than myself.

They wanted to call it child abuse, muthafuckas always a day late and a dollar short, always the trickster, talking you out your shit now everybody talkin bout TRIBAL or TRIBE with painted marks on their faces, when it’s mine it ain’t shit but after you steal shit it’s We? They make you scared to be yourself!

 

Tell me about a time when someone stole your style, work, creative endeavor and tried to make it theirs. Leave a comment below, thanks.

 

Pussy Frenzy!!!!

Young Woman with Petal in Her Mouth

 

“I’m a woman of a certain age”,  as Wendy Williams likes to say and never in my life have I been obsessed in wanting to control a man’s penis, but for whatever reason men are obsessed with “Pussy”! I am in owe of my own ignorance of just have magically powerful the womb is, in so much that I cannot understand the preoccupation that white men-especially have with Pussy in so much so, they stole a South African women’s womb and put it in a jar and passed it around like a museum piece and buried her without it, the Ratbastard’s stole the cervix cells of another Black woman and are making billions of dollars off her stolen parts and lest not forget that these men could not keep their dicks out of the millions of  so-called  non-human  black women that were stolen from the shores of West Africa………Is this Pussy Envy?

Who should have the final say in women’s reproductive rights? Let your voice be heard. Leave a comment.