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This and That

  1. Some days are better than others. Last Friday was bad. Maybe because it had been a week since I got the bad news. I started thinking, “If everything went OK then I would be this far along and this would be developing…….”
  2. The hubs and I picked out names. I feel like I need to pick out new ones. Why? Because the names we picked out were for this baby and it wouldn’t be right if we gave the name to our next child. Maybe I am being dramatic, over emotional. Who knows.
  3. Lately I have been seeing a lot of articles that have been portraying black women in a very negative way. They range from why we aren’t considered attractive, why we are single, how we should consider dating outside of our race, but why white men won’t marry us, our natural hair, why do black actresses have to get ugly to land a role……You get the point. It’s getting really bad. These articles are usually one sided and just plain stupid. These articles do nothing but add anger, sadness, insecurity, and oppressed feelings to a black that may already be suffering with said emotions.
  4. I have been putting myself out there more with what I want for my life.  I am not very religious therefore I am not a prayer but I do believe that if you put yourself out to the universe and tell it what you want, you will start to receive it. If you work for it, of course.
  5. I am suppose to be training for a 10k that is happening next month. Um….yeah.
  6. I am seeing The Roots at the SC State Fair in October! Woo-hoo!
  7. My husband made Scalloped Tomato and it was very NOM-licisous.
  8. I’m contemplating putting braids back in my hair. But I know I will want them out three weeks later. I’m fickle.
  9. I’m really over this heat. Especially the humidity. It is such a blow to the hair ego.

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Living in Columbia, South Carolina and using this blog as my space to share a little insight into my life in what I'm making on the sewing machine, knitting needles, crochet hooks, in the kitchen, and elsewhere.

One Comment

  • Bri@Meyouandawiener

    I went to an all white school. I dealt with a lot of discrimination. Boys said they were disgusted to even touch my hand when passing out the assignment simply because i was a beaner. I could tell you stories. But shit just makes me angry. Those f*ckers put me through a lot. Now years later here i be married to a white man who never saw my skin color, just me. And those people from school, well they live not so great lives last i heard. Karma is a bitch.

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