Wow, tell me the fates are not in effect ...

I was preparing to respond in a threas to what I considered more nonsense, even though I had publicly announced that I would no longer engage the poster. When I hit the reply button, my computer froze up and by the time I re-booted, the desire to call the poster on his nonsense had passed.

Now ... If only my life CPU would freeze up whenever I reach for those cookies! Big Grin
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Originally posted by Fabulous:
Yesterday I spent two hours looking for my daughter [she's 10]. I went to pick her up from school and to my surprise and shock ... not only wasn't she there, but no one knew WHERE she was. Eek What?!?!

I called her cell phone over & over again and no answer. I actually broke out in a sweat. I kept telling myself to stay calm.

After 40 minutes, I called her father ... after an hour I called the police. All the while telling myself to stay calm, I needed to have my senses about me ... I needed to think clearly ...

Long story short ... I finally located my daughter, she seemed to come out of nowhere. What happened was ... she took it upon herself to visit a friend without permission. I was so damn mad, I couldn't think straight.

I was also so very happy & relieved to see that she was OK. I've actually spanked her only once in her entire life [& she needed her butt spank this time, for sure] ... But the truth is, I don't like to spank or hit and so I don't. I much rather take away a privilege or something she enjoys doing. Besides, I was in no condition to do anything but hug her. She is on punishment for a month. No district dances, no sleepovers ... no playdates ... no skating rink ... no mother/daughter day.

. . .No 'nothing' and anything else I can think of. Good Lord ... that little event aged me 10 dang years, well, that's what it feels like anyway.


fro OMG! Fab. What a tramatic experience. I KNOW the feeling. Glad everything turned out beautiful. You have your precious child back healthy, happy and maybe be on punishment....but punishment is the least of her worries.[I was surfing the board....took a day off and saw this and I had to respond]. Girl we parents go through soooo much with our kids and they never understand the heavy heart we have when we CAN'T FIND THEM. I remember one time I was looking for my son, he was maybe five or six years old. I looked everywhere....calling his name....the panic in my heart....the throb in my throat....I called his name a hundred times....and low and behold...homeboy was hiding UNDER THE CAR! Well to say the least....I hugged him tight and spanked him good. Not for hiding and almost causing me a cardiac arrest....for GOING underneath a CAR and laying there...for goodness sake! These kids. Wow! He could have been hurt and I would have never forgiven myself. But the neighborhood kids were playing HIDE AND SEEK! Soooo there you go. And BTW, the feeling of concern will never leave....I have adult children and if they don't call me EVERY night to let me know they are okay....then it's on, my sista. They know mommy don't play that...especially in these "driving while black" times. Whew! I am soooo happy for you! fro
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Originally posted by Kweli4Real:
How did I suddenly cross into the "Sir" category? I'm 45 not 65! Dammit ...


laugh

For the first three years after I moved here to Texas, I would find myself growling at little children and teens with that, "Yes, ma'am" business!! And I wasn't even out of my 30's yet!! Mad

Drove me plum crazy!
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Originally posted by Kweli4Real:
My wife refuses to buy or allow me to buy Just For Men. She says something about a salt and pepper beard being distinguished. All I see is it getting me called "Sir".


lol lol

Well, she's right, you know! You men got it like that Wink But I feel ya, nonetheless.
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Originally posted by Kweli4Real:
My wife refuses to buy or allow me to buy Just For Men. She says something about a salt and pepper beard being distinguished. All I see is it getting me called "Sir".

Well, I am 42 and it happens to me occasionally. I have a couple of gray hairs in my beard. Part of your wife's reticence (if she is like mine) might that some of those 20 and 30 year olds calling you 'sir' are females whose eyes you might otherwise catch. dance
About the 'sir' 'ma'am' thang...
It's like dominoes... one day ONE person says 'yes, MADAM' and then it's on !! 9

I particularly dislike the term 'madam' (and any of it's derivatives) as 'madams' run brothels and I don't. Mad I used to make a fuss with the 20-somethings bank tellers - so tempting to call them something equally patronizing - then they eased off. lol No doubt thinking I was a kook Eek but I didn't care Razz I do get my own back though... with sunglasses on and a few metres away I look a lot younger than I am, so I get 'looks' from other 20-somethings till I get up closer and they realize I'm the same age as their mothers. lol 20
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Peace....

There are vampires running about in this world...We just don't realize it...

We get fooled by the fact that thses hunters have normal teeth, and can walk in the light of the sun...

They are however the undead...

Oh before anyone gets spooky, I am not talking about people biting necks and drinking blood...I am referring to those among us who walk, and drink the life blood from others for no other reason but to satisfy their own hunger...These vampires suck the life from one person after another and leave the shell of a person there cold, and still..The vampire speaks of an insatiable hunger which must be fed...

Beware of the spiritual and mental Nosferatu...

The vampire seeks the neck of his or her victim because this is the very place which God sits..He is after all said in Islam to be closer to us than our jugular vein...The vampire seeks to steal our life, our connection to God, our animating force...and bloody mouthed, they plead for understanding..After all "I am so hungry"....They say...



Whirling Moat
Yesterday I saw the movie, "Daddy's little girls," and I gotta say I was disappointed. It just didn't flow for me.

I guess I expected more ... well...

Anyway, I do love seeing black folk on the big screen--THAT is nothing but a plus.

And the brother in the lead role [don't remember his name] sho was fionnnnnnne. OMG!!! Eek
fro Wow! I was going to see that movie real soon. Should I wait for the DVD? I like Perry's perspective on Black life even if it can sometimes be a little "corny." As a matter of fact, yesterday I was visting my daughter and was watching Dave Chappelle's 2nd season DVD. Well....that's definitely not corny...but to my surprise and amazement, he was actually FUNNY! I guess cuz it's sooooo stupid and way out there, I couldn't help but laugh to tears. Sometimes you just don't need a reason....to laugh. Cuz it feels soooo good. And it is soooo good for the soul/spirit. One episode had Rick James on there prior to his death. Wow! Is all I can say about Rick. All in all, corny and funny are the kind of movies/dvds I enjoy. Cuz it lightens the heart and in today's world every little chance I get to laugh....is a gift to my spirit as well as a gift to my soul. tfro
I find it interesting that all these major corporations have a tendency to drag out all these commercials with African americans in them during Black History Month and then they disappear on March 1st...

They also have commercials for everyday products that you never see unless you are watching TVOne...
Peace,


Some people will never learn to do what is right..No matter how many warnings they receive, no matter how many times they hurt themselves attempting the same foolish feat, they will not correct the behaviour.

When you care for such people you become very angry because their foolishness affects you..You get tired of watching them hurt themselves..

he crazy thing is that they will swear to all of the Gods that they will never do the damaging thing again..and then in the deep of the night they are found drifting toward the destructive act again...

After awhile you get tired of trying to help..You get tired of caring...



Moat
For the last three months I've been wearing my hair in it's natural state.

It's taken me about 3 months to achieve this new natural look, after years of wearing it straight in various styles, and I gotta say - I love it! When I look in the mirror, I am happy with the reflection I see.

Not only THAT ... but I am spending less time at the beauty salon which is a BIG plus, I've gone from 'nearly every week' to once a month.

For me, wearing my hair in it's 'natural' state makes life so much easier in more ways than one.

Until yesterday, that is. . .

Yesterday I had an important meeting to go to, one that I've spent a couple months preparing for. At the very last minute [just 15 minutes before leaving], I ran back into my house to apply moisturizer & water to my hair, in an effort to make it easier to brush straight. I then braided it into one long single braid.

I thought about the people who would be at this meeting, and decided it would be best to forego any bias or stereotype by changing my hairstyle. I didn't want my 'natural look' to interfere with what I wanted to accomplish.

The folks at this meeting consisted of older white males, and I didn't want there to be any preconceived [racial] notions about me. I am pro black, but I didn't want to "look" pro black, at least not for this meeting. OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Eek

Sad to say, but I still have a ways to go before I am completely FREE of the [hair] chains that bind me. Frown

The artist India.Arie said it best with the song - "I am not my hair."

. . .and sho nuff she's right [I'll get there].

Anyway, here's the look I want to be completely comfortable with - the model wears it well:

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When one faces a road block....

One must still survive.... learn to be flexible .... regroup.... and create alternative plans...

Nurse off of what God presents before us...

We all must live...

rather than die waiting....

wilting, as life passes us by..

We must breathe... inhaling deeply... and go on living...

with as much satiation as will be allowed...


Salaam....
I went to eat at this chinese buffet place today and something happened there that really made me think. There was a group of high school aged boys there on a field trip or something and they sat at tables behind me. I was eating with my mom and when i got up to go get some food she told me the boys were talking about me. They were talking about my "bootay" and saying how they would "put it on me." One simply said i was pretty along with some other choice words. One of the boys said, "shoot I'd holla at the white woman, she probably got money!" (my mom is white)
when i came back to the table they were starring, purposely walking past, one attempted to brush up against me in the buffet line and I could hear them making little comments in the background about approaching me.

At first i was kinda peeved and a little irritated, but then I began to think more into it. What kind of attitudes do these boys have toward race? Why is it that they automatically chose to sexually objectify me as a black woman and at the same token automatically associate my mom, as a white woman, with being rich? I mean I really know the WHY of it, but it doesn't make me feel any better about it. sad
Cliche' but true:

Sometimes we are unable to see the forest for the trees....

We become lost in the beauty of such structures....
and forget their collective utility and strength.....

Yet one by one we tear down that which we need to survive....

Preserving and observing the beauty of their existence on the one hand... and delivering a death knell on the other as we lose sight of their value...


Sometimes that which is closest to us... we simply fail to recognize its value until its gone...

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