For years I’ve been unable to merely go the bathroom and wipe my ASS without letting someone know my plans. My grandbaby even a few years ago would pull the shower curtain back when I was in it, like Norman Bates in a scene straight out of the movie “Psycho”, just to ask me “nana, what you doing?”.
Her smile, when she smiles the world feels like a better place to those who are privy to it
I have no Inkling where this came from, but I rolled over in the middle of the night, and penned it.
Let’s keep it “Trill” for a moment, shall we?
As a black woman, I’m expected to be pretty, not just pretty but flawlessly so. Lest someone better come along and take my man.
As he turned out of the parking lot, a young lady came barreling down from his left and clipped his rear end. Okay, it shook him up, but he gathered himself, stepped out of his car to Study the damage, as the young lady got out of her car as well. His left rear end was definitely damage, and he drives a pretty expensive car, this had put a damper on the good mood he was in, but okay, once the police come and they exchange insurance information, he can go on about his business, it’s not totaled for sure, still drivable, there’ll just be the minor inconvenience of taking his car to the shop, renting a car etc.
Can we go back to sitting outside in the park, talking, laughing, enjoying the night, the stars, getting to know one another?
She sat across from her daughter, as the tears flowed, she wasn’t aware of the profound effect that the apology would have on her. she had no idea that she’d been waiting years to hear it.
But read it anyway… Here it is, the 2nd day of the year already (or at least it was when I started this blog post, knowing me, it’ll probably be the 3rd or the 5th before I finish this, but I am), and I’m doing my 1st blog of 2018. Wasn’t really sure what toContinue reading “She’s Pretty Much Rambling…”
“hmmm, he’s a lot cuter in person, should I invite him in? And how thoughtful of him to bring flowers”.
She’s not as resilient as she used to be… Why is it that the older we get, the harder it is to heal from falls, cuts, bruises, or hell even the common cold seems to last longer in our 40’s. I’m an awkwardly-clumsy person who falls at least 3 times per year, and as theContinue reading “Careful, Or You’ll Break Her”