| Saturday, November 22, 2008 |
| Lil Bit of Nothin Really... |
I am in love with the show Tim Gunn's Guide to Style where he goes into these women's closets and trashes some of their hideous clothes and gives them a complete fashion makeover with classic staples. I am a classic girl-I believe in the crisp white button up, pearls, stilettos and pumps are a MUST, and understated but strong makeup is always key-but I've found myself becoming more and more of a girly girl where I want to change my look a lil. I want to trash at least half of my closet and go out and shop, Shop, SHOP!! But we all know the pockets are not even tryin to hear my dilemma lol...
I've been trying to find ways to work this into the budget but it hasn't worked yet-Real Life First. Maybe I'll e-mail the show...don't laugh too hard if I get picked lol
I wish I could say I had a whole lot going on but I don't really...I've been having some crazy dreams again that are getting under my skin by how real they feel but I don't wanna jinx anything.
Oh, yeah!! So I've decided {late as hell} that in the time that I am still here I will join Enon Tabernacle Baptist Church with the Mr.. Sadly I made this decision after going to his Saturday night service and then visiting my church BWC on Sunday. On Saturday I felt so encouraged, so empowered, it was one of those AH HA! moments and then on Sunday I felt the things I loved so much about my church weren't even there anymore. The choir wasn't the same, the dance ministry felt a lil much to me and not really as on point, they do this ridiculous commercial segment to announce the weeks' announcements and I was totally OUT of the service at this point {blackberry out and everything lol lol sorry Jesus lol}, and Bishop wasn't really at my heart like she used to be. On the ride home I told the Mr my feelings and we decided that the right move for us would be Enon. Tell me why that night we ran to Target for our cereal fix and ran right into Bishop, Rev Pratt, and their squad!!!
I felt so bad but then again I still love Bishop, she taught me so much about myself about the Word and this walk but when it's time to move on and grow the swaddling cloths gotta drop I guess.
Back to work...
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posted by DSweet1 @ Saturday, November 22, 2008  |
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| Sunday, November 16, 2008 |
| Mr President..My President |
I went back to Brooklyn to vote and for the first time my grandmother went with me. Even though she checked a couple of people to see who they voted for like she was gonna fight them I could tell she was excited to be there. We sat around together that night and watched all the red states turn blue and when the announcer declared that Barack Obama would be our 44th President I just sighed and grandma said "They could've gotten a better picture of him" LOL The next morning we saw people's reaction and everyone was in tears or dancing in the street. My niece asked me why the tears and it was my first time explaining to a child what it meant to those people and black history in America and y she should appreciate it. But then she asked why we weren't crying and it actually hit me that though we were excited we didn't really have the same emotion as everyone.
That night was a relief for me because it meant that Americans as a whole aren't so narrow minded anymore but my ancestors weren't slaves, we didn't have to buy freedom,we didn't integrate schools,our churches weren't burnt down. My grandfather used to joke that Jamaicans couldn't stay slaves for long and that's why we killed all the english men in the sea but he also used to tell us that while we're in this country we need to understand it's history and work hard so that it never trapped us. It wasn't until I heard Dr King's speech that morning that tears rolled...to see such a great man's dream come true in such a greater man just showed me the possibility of busting your behind and a calling. And also that he didn't die in vain (as a child I was in love with Dr King). With a charisma and intelligence that that man has and a wife as accomplished as Michelle who the world can tell LOVES her husband there is a resurgence of the Black Man and the Black Family. My family in Jamaica called and they were so excited and I am oh so proud to say Barack Obama is My President.
Let's pray this man and his family into and through his eight years. I'll be in the area so I'm looking for tickets for Jan. 20th. |
| posted by DSweet1 @ Sunday, November 16, 2008 |
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