Behind the Scenes of a Sleepy Rambler

I need sleep. I always need sleep. If you were to ask my number one ride or die, she'd tell you that I don't sleep enough. At ALL. And I know this. It's probably part of the reason that my thoughts ramble so much...I know that my body needs at least 8 hours on a consistent basis to function at least at 80%. And yet I don't sleep. It's not by choice always, either. There are many nights that I am being SuperMommy, taking care of my daughter and then, after she goes to bed, cooking/cleaning/prepping for the next day, and, before you know it,...

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The "In-Laws" and Family Take Over

My daughter told me this weekend that her aunt on her father's side gives her soda when she comes to visit. I don't allow her to drink soda. When my daughter tried to explain this to her aunt, her aunt's response was that she was not me and that she didn't have to obey my rules. GRRR. Why are people on the opposite end of the spectrum so disrespectful? I mean, what is it about "in-laws" (quotations because I'm not married) that make dealing with them so hard? If someone that I am caring for 'en loco parentis' tells me that their parent doesn't...

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Viva La Arrogant Pipe!!

One of the wonderful things about my good friends is that they are just as crazy and mad as I am. It is this quality that endears me to them, that makes me smile when I am not in the mood, that causes me to come close to spitting my gum/juice/sandwich across the room if I am reading what they are saying while imbibing any of those things. More often than not, my sides are aching from laughing so hard after dealing with them.Yesterday, of course, was no exception. We were talking about 'getting some', and our choice of partners. Now. In this day...

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On to the Next One and all great songs in between

Isn't it amazing how music speaks to your life? Like, you ever hear a song and you get so lost in the lyrics and the music because it just sounded like whoever the songwriter was literally sat with you in your room while you devoured that mocha chip ice cream and listened to your tears ramble? Or caught you when you were daydreaming at dance school about using the wall for support because he was...Oh. Maybe that's just how I feel about a good song.I love music and I love listening to music. Many a time, even now as I write this, I am jamming to...

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Is it time to walk away?

So this morning, I read something that my homie posted and I caught a jealousy attack for about, five seconds. GASP. I don't do jealousy. I am secure in myself and who I am. I am secure in my relations with my friends and whomever I may be seeing/dealing with at the present moment. I know my value in each of these individual relationships, and, if for some reason, I find myself questioning my value in the relationship, then it's time to reevaluate the relationship. So then, why the moment? Why did my heart get a little tight and my eyes a little...

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Torn

Disclaimer: This piece is prose of poetic fiction. Any resemblances to current people is entirely coincidental. What happens when you feel it in your gut so strong Unexplainable desires and wanton lust for the mind Bodily desires cast aside, you want to be one and the same with his brainHis words blow your mind 65 times infinity plus 4Always leave you wanting more But you know this bad habit is more than a song Everyone's told you it's wrongThis type of thing you've fell victim to for too longSo what does one do?When the waking moment desire is...

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Courtin' (an ode to R&B)

Disclaimer: This piece is prose of poetic fiction. Any resemblances to current people is entirely coincidental. *wink*Courtin' (an ode to R&B)We took A Long Walk and talked about past lives Touched on Revelations 3:17 and Jay-Z all in the same breathHe had me open...palms forward, heart on sleeve, all that And I wanted to be His Favorite Girl with no one Getting in the WayI wanted No More Drama And I was hoping that he was the keySee, I was already happy with me But when he said I was So Beautiful It brought me past my own self satisfaction...

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