Poetry's in Motion

Life happens one step at a time....keep moving...

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Box

Once you step outside the box, you must then destroy the box so you are never tempted to step back inside of it.

When I wasn't looking...

This is the first week of school for me and the kids. It's been a really good week considering no one is getting enough sleep and we all tend to be a little grouchy in the morning. The hubster has stepped up his daddy game to help me and I'm relieved that I'm not the only one searching for socks, underwear, and homework. Actually he's been doing it all. GO MEAT!!!

Something hit me this morning like a ton of bricks. My kids are fucking BRATS! I was shocked and appalled when El Syd showed her ass this morning because she wanted to rock her new purple shoes instead of new pink ones (which matched the outfit she was wearing).

There are children in this world who will never get to attend schools and kids who would be so GRATEFUL to have one pair of new shoes.
I wasn't going to let her stank attitude ride this morning. I told her if'fn she wanted to act like a brat I would take those fucking shoes back to the store and she could rock those pink ones until the sole fell off!
I was just amazed at how she was all weepy and shit! She better be thankful I'm trying really hard to be a gentler kinder mama, next time I'm going to take those shoes and beat her ass with them. I ain't playin'. She better hope I don't cancel Xmas...


With my new life with less domestic responsibility I have given up the right to complain (or critique) how the hubsters does things. BUT! WHY.IN.THE.FUCK would you allow a SIX year old to pick out an outfit of LONG sleeve shirt and JEANS. It's the middle of the fucking summer, we in the "da Souf" and it's hovering at about 98.8 degrees during the day. His explanation was..."she wants to wear it" WFT? She's SIX, I'll remember that little tidbit when she's 16 and wanting to wear some hoe shit! JESUS take the wheel, cuz I'm too through!

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Control Freak

I'm trying to get ready for the coming semester. Seems issues are being handed to me left and right. Things that, had people put in a little effort, I could have handled WEEKS ago.

So today I finally broke down and cried a little. After dropping off a closed entry form to the film department. I just let my guard down and cried. I'm so fucking tired of people's apathy. Had my VA rep made one phone call, this situation would be resolved and I wouldn't be wondering about my money and schedule 2 fucking days before the start of classes. ONE FUCKING PHONE CALL!!!

For so long I have resigned myself to being an emotional person usually overly so. It wasn't until Dr. H pointed out that I choose what I do with the emotions I feel. You think for someone who is a bit of a control freak I would've figured this out YEARS ago. Most days I can ask myself the question "how are you going to handle what you're feeling right now are you going to flip the fuck out or are you going to decide to handle it differently. I'm starting to choose the different route. Even though there are times I still give in and flip the fuck out anyway!

I'm still working on me... my eating is still out of control and I now have a jelly bean addiction that is going to send me into a coma...ah jelly bellies how I love thee!

I'm terrified of failure in many aspects of my life, again Dr. H has asked me to look at surviving those feelings and not taking them to the extreme. One moment at a time. GEEZ I need a 12 step program.

Breathe in breath out I can only control me.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Today the letter "N"...him wanna be Rasta!

I'm an active member of a hair website. For some that may seem strange, but a black women sporting her hair just as Goddess gave her is not the norm. We need all the support we can get.

There are members on the site that I have on permanent ig'no (ignore).

But I can't keep quiet any longer.

Today I will be talking about the resident nigga on the board. My definition of nigga... one who spouts their "knowledge" as fact all the while slyly trying to tear down those they are kicking knowledge to at that time. It's "intelligent" crabs in a barrel.

This nigga decides he going to share is "vast" loc'ing knowledge with the folks on the board he does this in a way that makes some of the member all moist(proper grammar, decent vocab, with a dash of "I'm a man and I know betta than ya'll silly women")...LOL! Kinda like the pseudo poets of 90's

He then turns around and quotes members and talks copious amounts of shit about them. I mean blog entry after blog entry...cutting and pasting ova and ova. He then has the nigga fortitude to link his words to the very site and members he's tearing apart. He implies it's only hair but he keeps quoting and bitchin' about what is said about hair. Nigga if it's just hair why you bitchin' about what's being said? I mean for serious? Really?

In the words of B. Scott (look him up if you don't know) E-BALLER...he got e-balls. Willing to say shit online and tear people apart because the keyboard is his magic weapon. Who the fuck are you a nappy Harr.y Pot.ter? This nigga needs to take note from the late great Me.dusa Negr.ita and say what's really on his mind ON THE SITE. I believe he knows his ass would be handed to him with the asshole torn WIDE open! He can't hang word for word with those women he's tearing apart.

I love this site and all the quirky and outspoken ladies, they say exactly what's on their minds ON THE SITE.

Is this the nigga from high school that couldn't get the girl? For the life of me I can't understand why he's hatin' (ova and ova and ova) on a bunch of women talkin' about THEIR (as in on THEIR HEADS) hair.

Trust and believe this is the 1st and the very LAST time I will waste my words talking 'bout dis nigga. I'm done!

Got locs?

Nigga please!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

issues

I don't know if "ya'll" can see the blog but for some reason I can't. I just get an error message...hoping it's just a fluke. I hope I haven't lost all my words...booo! Don't know why I never backed up my spot...guess if things get back to normal I'll be doing that!

Friday, August 15, 2008

They know not what they do

I'm a child of early hip hop, when the words were about self love and community pride. I wasn't into all of hip hop, but I knew enough to know it was something special.

I recently took a 16 hour road trip to my inlaws...we rode through several cities with Rap radio stations. I can honestly tell you it was a total waste. As much as I bitch about this hick town, I know what to expect from the stations here.

As we rode from city to city I was just appalled at how truly triflin' rap/r&b music has become. I mean it's all shit. I mean ate 6 taco with bad sour cream type shit. I got so fucking tired hearing little wayne's crackhead ass I just listened to the static between the stations...I'm dead serious that's just what I did. I guess since I don't have BET I didn't know how diseased music has become.

These stations couldn't even get the slow jams/quiet storm sessions right. I mean really a slow song with the word bitch and nigga in it? I mean really...no reallly...for serious...really?


And I also want to know who in the hell told them muthafuckas they could remake H town's Knockin' the Boots...that's a slow jam/quiet storm classic and you don't fuck with a classic. These fools been smokin' entirely too much weed...

I'll stick with my iPod...thank you and fuck off!

Hey Lib...I'll try hard not to screw this up...


Liberty/liberation theory nominated me for a blog award...ain't she just the sweetest person? Why yes she is... so I'm following the rules she posted on her blog, well following them as close as I can given the fact that I'm not too tech savvy so I'm giving it a go...

So I posted a pic of the blog award....check

I read the following blogs on a regular basis...

http://minusthebars.blogspot.com/ Don done left and came back...but see he ain't tell me he was back I just happened to click on his spot like I always do and lo and behold there were words I mean lots of them...he's baaaaack

http://babeemunkee.blogspot.com/ He is witty and smart and jaded...lurve it!

http://rydioflyertwo.blogspot.com/ Terry is too smart for OUR own good and he likes to sit around in his drawers...go meat!

I love my girl thelma's blog but I'm not going to post the link because she keeps her words on the hush, but I would like to give her a shout out....HEY GURL

http://liberationtheory.wordpress.com/ I lurve lib's blog but she's been nominated but hey I do read her several time a day (umm hour really)

I also read Giggle's blog but she like to keep her words private as well so I ain't gonna put her out there like that....guess I'm breaking all the rules.

Lib stole my next nominee UterusX2 I love that blog and the baby pics make me feel warm and fuzzy...ah babies

Sorry that's all I have folks...Guess I'm a bit of a blog hermit.

Hope I didn't screw it up too badly.


GO MEAT!!! I just really like saying that....
 
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