anyway

who has been too stressed to compose a post on her blog? (raise your hands)
me
and who has been too tired to even take some of the posts from "drafts" to real live viewable on the blog? (raise your hands)
me
and who has been too pissed off at some issues (be it work issues, people issues, male issues, and folks you don't even know issues) to even put pen to paper (or finger to keyboard in this case) to voice her own opinion on it? (raise your hands)
me
AND who chose this darn medium anyway? who chose to be a writer- no one forced you to do this... so what you saying is who is choosing to ignore what they previously chose to do? (raise your hands)
me.

Well, that concludes the exercise portion of this blog (with all that hand raising)- this was brought to you in a sincere attempt to remember why I am doing what I do...

to be continued...

coffee thought...

8:57 am
Thoughts as I wear my hoodie...
That hoodie has become a symbol of
Injustice and right now people are searching for justice for a young man named Trayvon Martin. He was shot mercilessly by another man named George Zimmerman. Apparently Mr. Zimmerman was the head of his neighbor hood watch and 'watching' this black male he suspected did not belong in his neighborhood. Mr. Zimmerman was told not to approach.  It is extremely unfortunate the events and the audio tape of the boy (17 yrs old) begging for his life before he died.
Shot.
It is shameful that his murderer has yet to be arrested and the investigation is right now a terrible mess- barely any  evidence collected, slander campaign against the 17yr old. Mr. Zimmerman's black friend coming to his defense (no words for that one) but a shame. It makes me wonder how many more African American males historically were/' are being/ will be treated with less than human dignity and with no regards for their life. Their LIFE.
It is heartbreaking as I see my friends struggle to raise young boys to men and as my bro used to joke when he reached the age of 18 that he damn near reached middle age for a black man (given the life expectancy of a black male and all) it is sad.
and it is true.
It is still sad that someone is dead for little more than wearing a hoodie, going to the store for some candy and iced tea, and being in a gated community approached not by law enforcement personnel (which on a good day is suspect) but by some random man who took it upon himself to end this kid's life.
And to hear the tapes where he is screaming and begging for his life..
OH my heart aches for his parents, for his siblings, for humanity and for us all.
This was in Florida-- where they have a stand your ground law. They also have a stained history with not being able to count votes so well and other shady dealings...
Say a prayer cause this needs some real divine intervention...
that's all...

coffee thought...

Coffee thought...3/20

Songs of Freedom....
I sing this song
Because I want her to be free.
Free from all and any pain and adversity.
I sing this tune in hopes you can hear me
Set me free, Oh Lord, Set me free.

Right now my grandma is not well.
I refuse to say she is dying because at 87 it is a blessing for every moment.
She is thankful she gets/got to see us grow - she wishes she could see my godson excel is something and be confident he will make it.
She wants to see me happy and with a man (and tells me this often enough that hell, I want it just so she can fiddle over this man in my life...)
She wants to see her great-grandbaby born...and in a little over 2 months is not sure if that will be the case.
I hate the word cancer- seems like I should hate people who are born under the astrological sign of Cancer as well (just because it is associated with Cancer)...
and i know it is not the same thing but still...I can say I have strong dislike for one.
At this time it seems like time is slipping away with nothing that anyone can do
-so reminiscent of my mom.
I still want to know why.
Some enough question.
But why?

that's all...

coffee thought...horoscope for March 19

Gemini Horoscope for March 19, 2012

Obsessing too much about getting to the next rung of the corporate ladder

is not going to help you get to it any faster than you should.

These things take time.

So today you need to stop worrying so much about what will happen

 at your next review or if you will get that big promotion.

Just focus on the day-to-day stuff.

Do your best every day, and you will be rewarded--

 trust in that.

This new point of view will help you relax and have a better time at work.

RIp 2/20 8:58 pm

RIp

It truly is sad. I fidnt think the funeral of someone I didn't know personally would affect me greatly but truly the death and home going service of Whitney Houston really has affected me. Watching the service on my computer ( I had to turn it off on tv since I was heading out) had me very very emotional and in tears over the words spoken and praise mentioned and songs sung at her service. First let me say there is nothing like God. Amazingly beautiful and ever present. That is definitely something that is true. Second- I believe Ms Houston death reminded me exactly about my mother - seeing as how mommy loved her music and jammed whenever she could to any of her songs. I believe there was such a connection to Whitney because her songs were part of the soundtrack of my life. And of course we were always routing for her. Wanting her to get better and be able to be everything she was capable of being. Truthfully since my mother passed I have NOT felt extremely emotional at anyone else's passing - I mean I am sad for ya but I chalk it up to the circle of life. For a bit of time I thought oh man there is something wrong with me since I cannot even properly grieve for other people of show adequate sympathy. Sad. I did thereby to learn how to get over moms death and now have lost all my sympathy mojo. Pathetic.
Well, this past week- after hearing about her untimely death and the tributes and the music and then watching the homegoing service and thinking about her mother and her daughter - it got me thinking about MY own mother and her impact on life which to me was just as impactful as Whitney's. It made me think wow is a mother supposed to bury he. Child?

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March 5 7:58 am

Thoughts...
Breathe deeply...
Your outlook on life is a direct reflection of how much you like yourself. 

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coffee thought...

Well well...
Today is march 2 2012. Pay day Whoo hooo. Loverly... I can go about paying bills and being a step closer to financial responsibility. Also on the agenda is filing some taxes for the brother and god son and hopefully that responsibility will be off my shoulders. Have a great day
that's all...