Friday, July 25, 2008

Let the convention begin!

Hey folks, I intended to have a post ready to go before now but you know how we women are when we are trying to pack a suitcase. I stayed up waaaay too late last night/this morning packing. You know it's bad enough just trying to get my suitcase packed but I was packing my mom's suitcase too so I overextended myself a little by underestimating my time! I had been working on the draft for two days but oh well! I'll post it when I get an opportunity a little later. I HOPE that will be tonight at the hotel but who knows, I might crash in the bed when I get there!
I am headed off to my National Convention in sunny Orlando, Florida. I am very excited because this is the first time in four convention years that I have not been obligated in a delegate seat. I am a regular registered delegate this year sooooo, my mom and I are freeeeeee to pick and choose the meetings and sessions we will attend! When she is ready to leave a luncheon, out we go! That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it! I truly hope to get back to my Blog Buddies before the weekend is over. Y'all hold it down as I know you will and I'll be trying to not be a crack addict and check blog rolls from my phone while driving down the highway! Until next time, be a champion for your causes. The little guy will appreciate your dedication and compassion...

First Love

I remain,

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Good ole South Carolina... Back to our past...

Folks, I ran across this post on a blog of one of MY state senators. I read through more of the posts from and I became even more enraged that THIS is a person in a PUBLIC office representing ME. As an educator, scratch that... As a PUBLIC school educator AND a tax paying citizen, I was totally blown away by Senator Bryant's July 21 post.

I'll be the first to admit that I have a romantic view of life. I like to think that in the end, everything will always work out and happily ever after will happen for everyone. Lately, my eyes have been pryed open whether I wanted it to happen or not... This is one of those times.

The unmitigated gall of a public servant to post obviously derogatory comments without care nor concern for ALL the people is beyond what my common sense and political support can handle. I'm sarcastic. It's in my personality and I know how to get under someones skin when I'm tired of going tit for tat and I want someone out of my hair; but, I'm a well educated professional and I know when and where to allow sarcasm to rear her ugly head. This man (and I use that term loosely) could care less that he has alienated a large portion of South Carolina residents. We are supposed to be more progressive than this... We come from determined stock. Our state showed up in record breaking numbers to vote for Obama during the Democratic primaries and well exceeded republican primary numbers by the thousands... Sen. Kevin Bryant and those that are showing support for him, how could you just blow that off like you can still carry this backward way of thinking into OUR future?? How can you still sit on your high horse and pretend that YOU aren't the change that WE are talking about when WE win this election??
This is asinine and it's making me puke.

I'm ashamed.

because there are MORE people out here that think just like him

because we happily put him in office

because his views affect my students and the funding we DON'T get to give them the best education they deserve

because he sees NOTHING wrong with posting ish like that on his website

because my state was 1st to secede from the Union but only because we WANTED to keep slavery alive...

because we are STILL fighting about having a Confederate flag on our statehouse grounds where people like Senator Bryant make decisions on MY behalf

because HE's not MAD as hell about the state of our economy and he doesn't see that a vote for McCain is a vote for 4 MORE years of the same Dubya administration

It is AMAZING that I live among such people. I'll pause for the moment of silence you obviously need after reading that atrocity...
Now, for those of you that would like to try and stop me from opening up this:

Senator Bryant's CELL phone number and address are posted on his Senate page. I would like for you to kindly step aside...

Until next time, I'll be working on a few Social Action Items...

I remain,

Sunday, July 20, 2008


I am Me.
In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me.

Everything that comes from me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it -- I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself.
I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears.
I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes.
Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me.
By so doing, I can love me and be acquainted with all things being me.
I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know -- but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me.
If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded.
I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do.
I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me.

I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me.
I am me, and I will be Okay.
~Virginia Satir

I am ME. But this world is heavy. I am also my mom, my dad, family, friend, co-worker, teacher, caretaker, and a hero.

I grieve, I weep, I pray.
For me, for them, for all.

Hope is not in my possession at this time.
Maybe, just maybe, soon we'll chat over a tall glass of wine.

I look in the mirror and who do I see?
Maybe. Just Maybe. Today. Just Me...

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Political Humor...

It's strange, the business of politics. Seems like everyone has a hand in one of the jars. Lying, Cheating, Stealing, Making promises, Pretending to support one another but stabbing your compadre in the back the first chance you get, pocketing mad loot while the rest of us face a SERIOUS energy crisis. It's a mad, mad game and I for one, question why anyone in their right mind would even want to get ivolved in the first place. Yeah, I know the usual- Heal the world, make this world a better place, for you and for me and the entire human race. There are people dying... (you know the song too. Finish the lyrics on your own. I forgot the rest...) Somebody's got to step up to the plate, right??

I've always been perfectly happy being by myself. I'm an only child so I have NO problem finding ways to stay busy. I think I should just close in the little section of land we have here and become my own self sufficient entity. Grow my own food, create my own media entertainment, and live off of residual income from my financial portfolio. Take that gubment! No $5/gallon of gas from ME! Alas, that could be a perfect world but, I admit, I'm not that much of a loner and I would miss human company and meeting new people. Sooo, we the people of the United States of America are forced to deal with the politcal antics that are front page news, instead of actually concentrating on REAL efforts to fix the upside down twist we are currently facing. Case in point. Front page news. Rebbie Reb Jackson... WTF?? I don't care if you didn't think the mic was on, why would you discuss another man's nuts with a total stranger?? Dude, why would you even go there?? I've long since discounted Joker Jessie and dismissed him school teacher style. That means go straight to the office. Do not pass go and do not return without a parent for a conference...That was loong ago during his FIRST presidential bid for office. He should have saved himself the embarassment and quit at one but noooooo... he felt the need to put us through that twice... His own son has even expressed publicly his disappointment in Rebbie Reb. Speaking of Rebbie Rebs. I met Al Sharpton once. At a part time gig I had at a high end Hotel chain. If you really want to know what a person is like, see how they treat people they think are beneath them... It was not a memorable experience and he was above arrogant in his demeanor which means I discount Rebbie Sharpton too...
McCain is no better. He's just plain scary...
Even the old guy he's reaching out to has a look on his face that tells it all. "You no gooder will keep my grandson oberseas and keep taxing us country folk just trying to make an honest living on our family farm!" and Hillary??I'm not EVEN going to go there with her. You all know I could go on for days and days about the Hell and deceit of Hillary. She loaned her campaign millions of $$ because of what?? Can you say EGO?? Stop trying to pimp Obama supporters to help you retire your debt. Between you and Bill, y'all got that. Handle your bidness at your own bank without our money. As a matter of fact, sista can you spare a dime? I'm good for it. NOT!
You might be wondering what I've gotta say about Barack Hussein Obama. Well folks, I KNOW he's not perfect and I KNOW he's got to play this polictical game just as hard as everyone else. Has he lied? I'm sure he has. Did he participate in double talk? I'm sure he has. He's still, IMHO the better candidate out here today. I for one think that the conservatives should be tired of the Dubya empire and should be on their hands and knees thanking ANYONE that someone ELSE is willing to step up to the plate and FIX what George has put asunder. That's a whole lotta mess for one little Obama to clean up. He's got two things of his own to get straight first though...Haaaa!!!!

Look at me, turning this thing into a big ole gripe session. I'm signing off. Until next time, I remain...

Friday, July 11, 2008

If you don't know your history...

You are doomed to repeat it...

I had never read in depth about Frederick Douglass's speech and views on Independence Day. Someone referenced it in an earlier comment and I began my research.
What can I say? This blog IS part of me becoming the most enlightened and best person I can possibly be. With help from my community of friends...I'm so glad someone took the time to push me to get the facts about OUR history. It's important so we can pass along the right information to our younger generation behind us...

Independence Day Speech by Frederick Douglass
Fellow citizens, pardon me, allow me to ask, why am I called upon to speak here today? What have I, or those I represent, to do with your national independence? Are the great principles of political freedom and of natural justice, embodied in that Declaration of Independence, extended to us? and am 1, therefore, called upon to bring our humble offering to the national altar, and to confess the benefits and express devout gratitude for the blessings resulting from your independence to us?

Would to God, both for your sakes and ours, that an affirmative answer could be truthfully returned to these questions! Then would my task be light, and my burden easy and delightful. For who is there so cold that a nation's sympathy could not warm him? Who so obdurate and dead to the claims of gratitude that would not thankfully acknowledge such priceless benefits? Who so stolid and selfish that would not give his voice to swell the hallelujahs of a nation's jubilee, when the chains of servitude had been torn from his limbs? I am not that man. In a case like that the dumb might eloquently speak and the "lame man leap as an hart."

But such is not the state of the case. I say it with a sad sense of the disparity between us. am not included within the pale of this glorious anniversary! Your high independence only reveals the immeasurable distance between us. The blessings in which you, this day, rejoice are not enjoyed in common. The rich inheritance of justice, liberty, prosperity, and independence bequeathed by your fathers is shared by you, not by me. The sunlight that brought light and healing to you has brought stripes and death to me. This Fourth of July is yours, not mine. You may rejoice, I must mourn. To drag a man in fetters into the grand illuminated temple of liberty, and call upon him to join you in joyous anthems, were inhuman mockery and sacrilegious irony. Do you mean, citizens, to mock me by asking me to speak today? If so, there is a parallel to your conduct. And let me warn that it is dangerous to copy the example of nation whose crimes, towering up to heaven, were thrown down by the breath of the Almighty, burying that nation in irrevocable ruin! I can today take up the plaintive lament of a peeled and woe-smitten people.

"By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yea! We wept when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there, they that carried us away captive, required of us a song; and they who wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion. How can we sing the Lord's song in a strange land? If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth."

Fellow citizens, above your national, tumultuous joy, I hear the mournful wail of millions! Whose chains, heavy and grievous yesterday, are, today, rendered more intolerable by the jubilee shouts that reach them. If I do forget, if I do not faithfully remember those bleeding children of sorry this day, "may my right hand cleave to the roof of my mouth"! To forget them, to pass lightly over their wrongs, and to chime in with the popular theme would be treason most scandalous and shocking, and would make me a reproach before God and the world. My subject, then, fellow citizens, is American slavery. I shall see this day and its popular characteristics from the slave's point of view. Standing there identified with the American bondman, making his wrongs mine. I do not hesitate to declare with all my soul that the character and conduct of this nation never looked blacker to me than on this Fourth of July! Whether we turn to the declarations of the past or to the professions of the present, the conduct of the nation seems equally hideous and revolting. America is false to the past, false to the present, and solemnly binds herself to be false to the future. Standing with God and the crushed and bleeding slave on this occasion, I will, in the name of humanity which is outraged, in the name of liberty which is fettered, in the name of the Constitution and the Bible which are disregarded and trampled upon, dare to call in question and to denounce, with all the emphasis I can command, everything that serves to perpetuate slavery-the great sin and shame of America! "I will not equivocate, I will not excuse"; I will use the severest language I can command; and yet not one word shall escape me that any man, whose judgment is not blinded by prejudice, shall not confess to be right and just....

For the present, it is enough to affirm the equal manhood of the Negro race. Is it not as astonishing that, while we are plowing, planting, and reaping, using all kinds of mechanical tools, erecting houses, constructing bridges, building ships, working in metals of brass, iron, copper, and secretaries, having among us lawyers doctors, ministers, poets, authors, editors, orators, and teachers; and that, while we are engaged in all manner of enterprises common to other men, digging gold in California, capturing the whale in the Pacific, feeding sheep and cattle on the hillside, living, moving, acting, thinking, planning, living in families as husbands, wives, and children, and above all, confessing and worshiping the Christian's God, and looking hopefully for life and immortality beyond the grave, we are called upon to prove that we are men!...

What, am I to argue that it is wrong to make men brutes, to rob them of their liberty, to work them without wages, to keep them ignorant of their relations to their fellow men, to beat them with sticks, to flay their flesh with the lash, to load their limbs with irons, to hunt them with dogs, to sell them at auction, to sunder their families, to knock out their teeth, to burn their flesh, to starve them into obedience and submission to their masters? Must I argue that a system thus marked with blood, and stained with pollution, is wrong? No! I will not. I have better employment for my time and strength than such arguments would imply....

What, to the American slave, is your Fourth of July? I answer: a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants, brass-fronted impudence; your shouts of liberty and equality, hollow mockery; your prayers and hymns, your sermons and thanksgivings, with all your religious parade and solemnity, are, to Him, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy-a thin veil to cover up crimes which would disgrace a nation of savages. There is not a nation of savages. There is not a nation on the earth guilty of practices more shocking and bloody than are the people of the United States at this very hour.

Go where you may, search where you will, roam through all the monarchies and despotisms- of the Old World, travel through South America, search out every abuse, and when you have found the last, lay your facts by the side of the everyday practices of this nation, and you will say with me that, for revolting barbarity and shameless hypocrisy, America reigns without a rival.

I stand humbly enlightened...

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Part time gig...

OK folks, I'll write a more serious post later but I wanted to get this one out there... As most of you know, I teach for a living. That's my real bona-fide career. We all know that teachers do not do what we do for the $$ because we get paid pennies. Normally, I'm not one to complain about money and for the most part, I've been happy with the money I make and the benefits that I have. Knuckleheads aside, I truly enjoy my line of work. However. You knew that had to be coming right?? However... with gas and food prices rising with no relief in site, increasing problems with our economy and the decline of the American Dollar it's really putting a hole in my pockets. I personally don't have any major bills. I have two cars in MY name and the titles are tucked away safely in my file cabinet. We own our house and I rarely charge stuff. But we have medical bills in this house that are not going to ease up any time soon. Soo, a friend and I brainstormed some things we could do to bring in extra cash without spending 1 million MORE hours hustling. We came up with trying our hand at SlumberParties. No, not the sleepover kind... Well, we must have expensive tastes because when we started researching and settled on the one we wanted to do business with, we found out, we can't just buy the kit and get started, we have to write an ESSAY to prove we were uninhibited enough to be part of the company!! I guess we went for the motherload of Slumber parties when we chose that one. When I think about it, I can't really blame the company...
Back to the basis of the post though. My Partner was NO WHERE to be found when it was time to write that lovely little essay so I had to produce that erotic story on my own...
Soooo, if you see me sporting some new digs at the end of the summer, you'll know that my essay was OFF DA CHAIN!! Those people who know me would NEVA believe it and I sooo love that!
By the way, the company is eroticanoir, a division of businesses by the Author ZANE...

Monday, July 7, 2008

Words of Wisdom...

You have to be taught to be second class; you're not born that way.
~Lena Horne

Friday, July 4, 2008

Today is the day we celebrate our Independence...

In the United States, Independence Day, commonly known as the Fourth of July, is a federal holiday commemorating the adoption of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 1776, declaring independence from the Kingdom of Great Britain. Independence Day is commonly associated with fireworks, parades, barbecues, carnivals, picnics, baseball games, and various other public and private events celebrating the history, government, and traditions of the United States, but is often also viewed as simply a summer festival, apart from its patriotic overtones.

Hey folks! Thanks for dropping by today! I always loved that part of the movie Independence Day. Aside from looking at Will Smith that is :-) The only thing I would add to that speech now is that we ARE at war with something more frightening than those crazy aliens in the movie. The enemy is even closer and quite elusive. It's our great gubment and their high food and gas prices, backwards policies and agenda to suppress the little people. I digress... Anyway, I hope everyone is enjoying the day with family and friends and have erased all worries, at least for the day...

I'm home with my mom just relaxing and taking my absolute own time to get anything done. We woke up late, we ate brunch late, I went to the store to pick up a few items at my own leisure. Since it's just the two of us, I asked mom what she wanted for our 4th of July meal. I figure since we didn't make the trip to Charleston, SC to visit the rest of the family, at least today's meal would be all about her. She has 6 other brothers and sisters and they are all in Charleston, SC. She loves to go visit but with high gas prices and my tight schedule, we couldn't swing it this time around. Mom has chosen the following for her 4th of July cuisine- Low Country Boil, Shrimp Fried Rice, Grilled Chicken, My Special BBQ Baked Beans, Potato Salad, Watermelon, Marinated Veggie Salad, Peach Cobbler with Homemade Vanilla Ice Cream and Sweet Tea. A real Southern Meal! Guess who gets to cook all of it???? It's all good, I don't mind and we'll have plenty of food for days. With that being said, I'm going to share my Special Baked Bean recipe before I sign off for the day. And for those of you that are wondering, Yes, I can get down in the kitchen with the best of them.
Actually, the recipe is from my best friends mom. She currently lives in ATL but she's from Jacksonville, Florida and she should be on the road right now headed home. If you read this, I hope your travels are safe! Give moms a big hug for me and tell her I'm still cooking up those beans! Taste so good, make you wanna slap somebody!!

BBQ Baked Bean Recipe
1 3lb can of Baked Beans, drained
1 8oz can of crushed pineapple, drained
1 1/2 cup of brown sugar
1 1/2 cup of BBQ sauce (I prefer KC Masterpiece)
1 teaspoon liquid smoke
1/2 cup of chopped onions and bell pepper

Combine the baked beans, pineapple, sugar, BBQ sauce, liquid smoke, onions and peppers in a 13x9 baking dish. Sprinkle black pepper on top to your taste. Place the slices of bacon on top if desired.

Bake in oven on 375 for 30 minutes.

Until next time,

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

The Village is looking at you from the window...

Thanks for dropping in folks. I've been blog hopping like crazy lately. Thank goodness I'm off this week because I've been going to bed seriously late hours this week. You know- 2,3,4:00 in the morning. All cause there's way too much out there these days that pique my interest. I now know how people with ADD/ADHD feel :-)

My post for today deals with our youngins and their seemingly lack of values and respect.

To quote my man Tupac,
"Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is it ain't no hope for tha future..." Gotta luv Tupac...
Now, I must be clear that I'm not categorizing ALL young people as being immoral and disrespectful but since I'm in the education field, I'll just say that I run into inordinately more of these kids. I will also say that the ones that do show their azz in public end up doing it BIG so they get waayyy more coverage than your typical nice and all around good kid around the corner. I left a comment on fellow blogger RawDawg's blog the other day about the fine line we, as the village supposed to be raising the child, must walk when we don't directly know some our peeps we see doing the wrong thing on the street. Back in my day, I knew to keep my attitude in check because there was always somebody that had permission to cut my tail if I stepped outta line. That person coulda been my aunts, uncles, an older cuz, my neighbors, heck- even my teachers coulda hit me upside the head if they needed to. Now don't get me wrong, I wasn't a bad child and none of that was ever needed to keep me in line but it was just an unspoken rule that everybody I came in contact with was expected to have a hand in raising the responsible, law abiding, respectful young lady I am today!
What disturbs me about some of our kids today is that they just don't give a dayum! I mean walking around with pants down to their ankles, shorts that are beyond coochie cutters, girls giving head any and everywhere and boldy cursing in public as part of their natural conversation without regard to who's around, including an elder. I ran across this video a month or two ago. My mouth dropped and stayed on the floor as I watched. I still cannot believe this actually happened and for most of it, the people on the subway just sat by and watched. I guess it was that fine line between "do I help, or stay the heyl back because this chick is off the wall crazy??"

SOULJA GIRL goes crazy on the Marta

Her mom was interviewed shortly thereafter and her family has been all over the internet posting the fact that Chicka is Bi-Polar and needed medical help long before she blatantly disrespected OUR grandmother on the train that day.

Mom's response

Now, Bi-Polar or not, IMHO, ole girl shouldn't have been walking free in the streets. Her village should've stepped in and said you gotta have some stability when out in the community but, it could be a case of folks being dayum tired of the disrespect that they turn the other cheek. Folks out here are unstable. Speaking of unstable, the news has been buzzing all day about a 14 year old here that is being charged with the sexual assault, kidnapping and murder of an 8 year old child in the community. I knew the 14yr old and I always thought he was one of those good kids that seemed pretty stable. He always said "Yes, Ma'am and No Ma'am" when you spoke to him and he had that infectious smile that made you believe he was a sincere kid. You simply never know... therefore, our Village has closed the doors and now everybody's looking at you from behind the curtains in the house. I have mixed feelings because after all, these children are our future and I believe that we should not and cannot give up on them. Then I would be directly responsible for the decline of a nation. So, I propose that we start carrying phasers and stun the hell outta these kids when they get out of line. Now what you got to say kid? Say it again and I'll turn up the juice on this stun gun!!

That'll teach 'em to try and cuss me out!

On a lighter note, part of my earlier tag post was to find a video or song that I think represents the people I tagged. I'm one of those people with a ton of stuff on my plate so I often get to one part and have to come back and finish the rest. So, today's video is for fellow blogger Beautifully.Conjured.Up because she is a female in the male dominated field of Science and many of her posts deal with becoming a better woman, naturally.

Don't worry 12kyle, your video will be posted in the near future...

Until next time...
Keep your eyes and hands on your children so nobody else will have to...

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Aaaagghhh! I've been tagged...

Ok, I guess Kyle figured I was getting slack on my blog posts so he tagged me to flex his blog muscles. I told him that this blog is my work in progress... therefore, my evolution but we know how men are... don't listen! Well, I'm an educator by profession and you know we are notorious for giving directions but we never follow them soooooo, I'll cooperate partially. I gotta make up my own rules :-) Besides, who am I going to tag?? I'm still a newbie blogger...

On to the Meme... (pronounced like dream. I had to research what all this tagging business was about and came across that word) Shhhhh... I'll let you in on a lil secret. I found a really good one on the Meme website that I'm going to get Kyle with!!

Tag Rules:
"List seven songs that you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now, shaping your spring summer. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag any other friendly bloggers to let them know they have work to do. They are to find one video or song that they think describes you and post it on their site."

Now, the responses for my tagged assignment... I LOVE all kinds of music and I have an old soul. Most of my songs are from back in the day and they are all over the genre spectrum. Oh yeah, I also go out of my way to find the remixes of many of the songs I listen to. You know me... Dare To Be Different!

1. "Planet Rock"(the Classic Mix) by Afrika Bambaataa and the SoulSonic Force

2. "Do Me!" the Bootcity Remix by BBD

3. "Twenty Minute Workout" by DJ Kool

4. "Shake a Lil Something" by @ Live Crew

5. "Faith" by George Michael

6. "I A'int Mad Atcha" by Tupac (Actually, I like the original song "A Dream" by Debarge that Tupac sampled on this cut. I listen to that version as well.)

7. The Hidden Beach "Unwrapped" Collection especially Volume 5.0 which was just released on June 24th. The Hidden Beach artists mix jazz with today's Hip Hop music. It makes today's stuff a little more "bearable" for me. Also, most of it is instrumental. I play music quietly in my classroom during the school year so I use these in my class sometimes. The kids stay alert without going overboard with excitement that could get them in trouble!
Here is the YouTube video for the new 5.0 release. I've been rockin it in my car since this past Sunday. If you haven't heard their music before, go to and check them out. They have free sample downloads!

I'm tagging...
Beautifully Conjured Up
Writers Dream
The Punkin Patch

Until next time, get back to work! We have people out there that need to get a good education!