BLOG BEEF, THIS SHIT IS SO FUCKED UP...GROW THE FUCK UP!

What the fuck is wrong with our people?

One of my favorite bloggers had closed up shop. His writing was/is lyrical, deep, and comical all at the same time. He's one of my favorite comment droppers. Always insightful and on point.

He put folks on blast and closed his page. People been talking about the man's children (who are beautiful by the way) acting like they were supporting when they held hate in their hearts. Perhaps jealous about his talent for pen to pad.

I am a lover of words and I can't understand why people can't accept people and their talents.

So I'm giving Don...Minus the Bars, some love and a shout.
Thank you for sharing your gift with me. I hope you kill the literary world with your ink. When you are on your book tour I will be there, I'll be the short chocolate sister with the locs..."Hey Don it's me Poetry!" I'll even pay full retail for the privilege to bask in your words.

I'll miss your spot, stop by mine anytime.

AfterMath

I have never been good at math. I am good with money (great with other peoples' money) but math has always been where I lack the most, this flaw has cost me the most.

I didn't do the math. I didn't count it out. I didn't think ahead of what the true cost would be.

In between the joy and the pain of loving out of control I didn't do the math.

Nothing adds up, and I feel like I am left with less than nothing, a negative.

Holding my wounded heart in my hands trying to factor in all the figures. Counting all the things that come before me. Everything comes before me as it should be and I am left with nothing.

I am left with the "aftermath".

Gurl I AM you...

So me and Thelma are getting our workout on! The class is huge and they are pushing us to our limits, which is great.

There is a motley crew of folks some uncle sam's children, some spouses, and some civilians.

Thelma informs me that one of the sistas has gotten her education on and received her commission. I'm all for school I think it's the answer to A LOT of our communities problems.

But this sista has decided that those without that piece of paper are not HER kind. She doesn't speak to those who are enlisted...

At first I was disappointed, then I started writing this entry in my head.

I wanted to tell her, on a dark lonely road when no ones around Bubba and the like could give a fuck about your education. He's going to treat just like he would Shaniqua from around the way. Do not put your faith in those who wouldn't speak to you if it were not for your uniform. When you peel away uncle sam's straight jacket you are a BLACK WOMAN. Hair nappy, skin brown, nose wide, lips full, hips and ass abound. Don't lose your soul.

I ain't saying I want to have her over for dinner around my kids, but a hello and smile is free fifty free. I ain't saying I want to be friends. I'm saying don't forget who/what you are.

Look in that mirror gurl, I AM you!

Toni Town

Looks like we about to make that move to a REAL city.

We've been looking at houses, which is odd to me because a month ago I wouldn't have followed his ass to the mailbox.

I've been prayerful and hopeful. Surrounded with positive sistas who are all about family (shout out to Thelma and Big Sis) and staying strong.

Looking at schools and trying not to panic. I don't do well with change, but I do well with change...

I feel torn because I can't leave Thelma. Imma take her wit me. Let her come home on the weekends...hee hee!

We fam now so that's not going to change. We still gonna be in the wind...just coming from different directions. Already put the particulars in mapquest!

A real city, with real people, people who look like me. People who don't need to look AT me.

J is a little shook, but he betta get his black ass on the "bus" cause it's leaving the station. Better school opportunity for all the kids.

I'm trying to hold my excitement because there is so much to do and so little time to do it.

Toni Town here we come...Thelma you comin' too! <3

Roadtrip...Take III

I got my first piece of paper, happy to move on to the next step in this journey. Investing in my own mind...5yrs left.

Me and my girl Thelma 'bout to get in the wind...again!

I've retired my boots wit da fur, cause it's hot as hell in the south...I welcome summer like his dick running across my lips.

I'm so excited about this trip, exicted about the promise of summer. It's like being a kid again, hope and expectations.

I've been packing in mind for weeks now. Still on the prowl for just the right comfortable, yet semi sexy sandals. I *heart* sandals. Reminds of living on the island.

I'm ready to get the wheels turning...ShreveCity here we come....

Thelma where you at?

Priceless

Starter home 140K
New vehicle 27K
Custom made furniture 10K
Undergrad tuition 20K
Nursing school tuition 40K
Graduate school tuition 30K
Three kids, 2 dogs, and life in suburbia
Time in vested 13yrs 0.00 K


Knowing I can leave all the material gains behind and survive without you...muthfuckin' priceless

Don't forget I was born in the projects I know how to be poor...


i ain't a killa but don't push me