Monthly Archives: September 2008

My Crown’s Business

I consider myself to be somewhat Afrocentric. I love natural hair and India Arie! I’ve been wearing my hair natural for nearly two years, no chemicals at all. My goal was to get dreads, then I learned about sisterlocks and fell deeply in love with that look. So, I was ousting all chemical’s from my crown over time. These are a few of the afrocentric looks I’ve rocked:

I wore my twist dreads in an up-do on my wedding day and rocked an afro ponytail with braids when I met Wolverine! Well, I sold my dignity and got a perm. I know… I can hear your gasps and oh no’s from here. I was ready for a change and figured I couldn’t achieve that with dreadlocks or sisterlocks. I found an excellent stylist at a salon called C.O.D. (Cuties on Duties hahaha) and had him to apply the infamous HAIR CRACK!

I’m not a big hair person, so I was looking for cute short do’s when my stylist informed me that he would not be cutting all of my hair off. So there I was pouting under the dryer like a toddler. Boy was I satisfied with the results though!

In somebody’s business…

I’ve been trying to post this since 9/14. Didn’t quite know how to go about, so how about being straight forward. A couple of nights ago on the Tyra Banks Show, she discussed the Teen Pregnancy Issues that are plaguing our society. Which was ironic because this is what this post is about.

I often times collaborate with my cousins because we are all educators. Outside of trying to make sense of some of these “unique” names & spellings, we actually discuss many of the issues that our students face. I have a cousin, let’s call her Susan, who works in the school system as a specialist. Her job is to get her students prepared for college. She has to follow her children, and this required her to travel from the middle school to the high school this year. She has a fourteen-year-old female student, let’s call her Marsha, that she is particularly fond of, we [educator’s] always have one or two. Susan is close to the family and allows Marsha to go along on family events with her! Often times we reach out to the kids we know need the attention. Marsha had written a letter for Susan and rather than give the letter to Susan she left it home-hidden not so discreetly. Marsha’s grandmother (who she lives with) found the letter and immediately called Susan. The grandmother asked Susan to be honest when she asked her if she knew that Marsha was pregnant and had not told her! How many lives do we know were shattered that day?

When confronted, Marsha broke down and admitted to being twenty-six weeks pregnant. She was too afraid and too ashamed to tell anyone, and I’m assuming thought the problem would simply go away. Marsha’s father, who is in jail for drug trafficking, told the grandmother where to find money to make the problem go away. He stated that when he got out of jail, he still wanted his little girl to be a little girl. (Those of us reading are already aware that it was too late for that right?) In order to “make this problem go away” dad had to pay $7000 and Grandmom, Marsha, & Susan had to travel to Kansas City.

I’m so torn as to how to feel about this situation. I don’t know if it’s because I just gave birth that it bothers me for a baby that could have survived (it is possible for a twenty-six week fetus to survive) to be aborted. I understand dads perspective too. I’m also aware that this fourteen year old BABY is experiencing some things that we definitely want to protect her from experiencing this early. I thought why not adoption? Because of how far along she was, she had to give birth anyway. The story about the procedure was so scary!

Tyra told her young guests that the reproductive system was a beautiful thing, but it wasn’t going anywhere and they has time to enjoy childhood before worrying about putting those organs to use! We’re faced with this on-going problem and I’m torn about how I would react if it were my daughter, niece, cousin, or sister. How would you?

Political/Oprah’s Business

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!

First of all, you’ve probably taken notice to my political views, and now I need you to know that I am a huge Oprah fan!!! OMG, if I could just meet her for like 5 seconds!!!!! She’s amazing! OK, I don’t want to sound like I worshiping the woman; That’s not the reason for this post. Someone sent this to me in an email:

The Republican National Committee women are planning to boycott Oprah’s show beginning Monday, Sept. 8, to try and force her to put Sarah Palin on her show. They say since she had Obama on, she should put Palin on. Even if you don’t watch Oprah or don’t agree with some of her views, we have to pull together on this. Watch Oprah every day for the
next two weeks or as long as they boycott. If you can’t watch it in person, set your DVR’s or whatever and record it. We need to help Oprah keep her ratings up while they are boycotting. Please spread the word! Copy and paste this information in an email if need be…

Just a little background knowledge:

Obama wasn’t a candidate when he was on the show. There were just talks. Joe Biden has not been on the show nor invited (vp nominee) so why should McCain’s vp choice be given the opportunity. Oprah made it clear when she said no that no candidate would be allowed on her show to voice their political views and promote themselves or their party.

In the Business of Targeting Practice

OK! Now listen up! I understand how people always say that little boys are automatic sprinklers. “As soon as you take the diaper off, they’ll get ‘ya”! Well dagnabbit I’m tired of being the only one! Why can’t this little boy spray his dad, or one of the many other strangers family members that come in and want to help? OMG! I’m talking every time, or almost every time.

Did I mention the kid pooped on me a couple of times too?! Gross, I know. Here’s how it happened:

I was changing his lil stinky bottom and giving the kid a minute to air dry, don’t ask, you would think that you would need a little time in between those bulky diapers. So he’s lying there, and all of a sudden… Well you get the picture. But what I’m trying to tell you is that there were no signs at all of it coming! He didn’t grunt, groan, strain, nothing! My favorite red lounging pants and my beautiful chocolate microfiber couch… I’m destined for the Dirty Business I tell you… Destined.

Get about your business!

Know your status! Click here to know your voting status. I was so tickled when I saw that I was still registered to vote in Weakley County (Martin)! Please get out and vote this November, otherwise we may end up reliving another catastrophic four years!!!! In the words of Katt WIlliams, even if you don’t agree with Barack Obama, just shut up and let Black folks feel good about the progress our race has made! Let’s Barack the Vote!!!

In the words of Hillary Clinton:

No Way! No How! No McCain! No Palin!

Otherwise we may have a VP that supports the auctioning of items from Platinum Plus here in Memphis!

Jam of the Day…

Not quite sure who she is, or where she came from, but this song caught my attention. I thought she was Ciara when I first saw the video. So, following in the footsteps of Teacakes and Miss Natalie, here’s my Jam of the Day.

“Energy”

I wish I could rip out a page of my memory
Cuz I put to much energy in him and me
Can’t wait till I get through this phase
Cuz its killing me
To bad we can’t re-write our own history
Such a mystery when hes here with me
It’s hard to believe I’m still lonely
Chances fading now, patience running out
This ain’t how its supposed to be
I’m having nightmares from sleeping with the enemy
We gotta re-reverse the chemistry
I don’t want us to be the end of me
This love is taking all of my energy
Energy, My Energy
Taking all my energy
Energy, My Energy
Taking all of (my energy)

Seems only like yesterday, Not even gravity
Could keep your feet off the ground when u go to me
How can two be as one
We’ve become to divided now
Theres no use hiding from my misery
Such a mystery when hes here with me
It’s hard to believe I’m still lonely
Chances fading now, patience running out
This ain’t how its supposed to be
I’m having nightmares from sleeping with the enemy (Oh, Yeah)
We gotta re-reverse the chemistry (We gotta re-)
I don’t want us to be the end of me
This love is taking all of my energy
Energy, My Energy
Taking all my energy (Energy)
Energy (Energy), My Energy (Energy)
Taking all of
Cause your taking all of my energy
I’m having nightmares from sleeping with the enemy
We gotta reverse the chemistry
I don’t want us to be the end of me
This love is taking all of my energy
I’m having nightmares from sleeping with the enemy (Oh)
We gotta reverse the chemistry (Oh, Oh)
I don’t want us to be the end of me
This love is taking all of my energy (Energy)
Energy (Energy), My Energy (Oh)
Taking all my energy (Oh-Oh)
Energy, My Energy (Taking all of me)
Taking all of
Ya killing me
Ya taking all of me yeah, oh
This love is taking all of my energy

In the Business of Cleansing

Today was shaping up to be a very productive day! My husband made breakfast before leaving for work this morning (somebody look at your neighbor and say a breakthrough is coming your way), and I was able to slightly cure my touch of cabin fever when I took my son to the doctor for his two-week check up. The doctor (who by the way is a dear soror of mine) said that the boy looks great! He’s 8lb and 10 oz now!!! To celebrate, I bought myself a coke! I hadn’t had one since the beginning of my pregnancy! (Told you to look at your neighbor and speak that breakthrough into existence)

I got home, got lunch for the kids and myself and put them both down for a nap. Then it hit me… You know, the only way depression can-like a ton a bricks. I looked at the calendar and realized that it was September 9th. It was sixteen years ago today when my father passed. I almost can’t believe how affected I am. I’ve done so much, more than what most people thought I would accomplish, and he’s the one person I would love to share it all with. I have a family and kids I’m sure he would spoil, like only grandfathers can. I’m sure he would be exactly like his dad, Granddaddy always had change in his pockets for the grandkids. Didn’t that change seem like it could buy the world back then? (It probably could until Bush got in office)

Don’t really know how to feel about it all, or how to pull myself out of this funk. Guess it doesn’t help that I have Luther’s song Dance with My Father playing. The title of the picture displayed is Cleansing Tears. I’m going to sleep now.

On the business of weather…

Now I learned a while back that when a meteorologist identifies a Hurricane or Tropical Storm, then he/she names it. All hurricanes are named in alphabetical order and once we reached Z, then we turn to the Greek alphabet (raise your hand if you know that I was waiting to see what Hurricane Delta did to Haiti three years ago).

Now that I’ve supplied somebody somewhere with their lesson for today, why is it that the hurricanes with the minority names are the ones to tear up some stuff! Let’s look at Katrina, Gustav, & Ike. Ike is currently off the coast of Florida as of now, moving west at 135 mph, and is expected to cause major damage. Within the past few weeks we’ve experienced Gustav, Hanna, and Ike. Yep, Hanna. Bet you ain’t heard nothing bout that one have you?!?!?! Do they expect Ike to tear up some stuff because of Ike Turner? Hahahaha, that was my black logic! Just my five cents on it all..

Check out this list of “names” (found at hurricane.accuweather.com) for storms this year & tell me which ones you think will be devastating…

Atlantic Storms:
Pacific Storms:

Kid Business

I have a wonderful three-almost four-year-old daughter that is truly a little ray of sunshine! You would not believe how helpful, caring, and soft-hearted she is. As a black mother (wow, can’t believe I’m saying that), I realize how important it is for your children to see a positive role model and not lose yourself along the way. My daughter is the type of child that wants to be just like mommy, from the lip gloss to the heels! So I try to be cautious of the things I do in front of her. The one characteristic I love about my daughter is her ability to understand one’s feelings, even at her young age! I can tell her that something she did does not make me happy so that she understands why I’m upset rather than lashing out at her. This action alone makes her straighten right up! She does not want to disappoint mommy and it doesn’t take much to get her in line. Now when she needs a nap, that’s a different story. I can admit that the one thing she inherited from her mother was that smart *** mouth, but she never goes too far.

I have just recently given birth to a beautiful baby boy (two weeks ago tomorrow) and man is he amazing! I promise I’m not saying that just because I’m his mom! But he’s so mild-mannered and laid-back. I hope that’s his long-term personality. I was a nervous wreck thinking about how I could love two kids at the same time and care for them both at once and I have to admit that the loving/caring part comes naturally, but being in two places at once is definitely a learning experience!

I mean ya girl was looking like a Glade commercial the other day! You know the commercial of the Octopus cleaning and the baby octopus’ pacifier pops and and it starts wailing from its bassinet with like thirty rattles??? Right! I’m lying in bed (still can’t do much moving around) and nursing my son on the right side, completing puzzles with my daughter on the left, all while telling my husband where to find the Italian seasoning for the spaghetti and meatballs he was attempting to cook! You talking about multi-tasking!
But when the smoke clears, I still have amazing kids. When listening to some of the “kid business” stories from ladies my age, I’m thinking, “dang I would be locked up for child abuse”!

I also have a three-year-old step-daughter (please be on the look out for the baby momma business post hahahaha) and she’s a good kid as well. There used to be a lot of deprogramming going on when she first started to visit. I wanted to be careful with her though, because there were several transitions going on at one time. Both my daughter and step-daughter went from being the only child to having a sibling and my step-daughter also had to inherit another mom. I never show a difference between the two and now she and I are crazy about one another. She’s a good kid that acclimated to my add-water-and-mix family or blended family as society now calls it.

Both of the girls are crazy about their baby brother and he looks at them like he wishes he could click his heels to keep them out of his face! I know I’ve said this a million times, but I love my kids and they are all equally amazing! Just keep me lifted, because you have to know that it can’t be an easy task at my age!