Trying to Get Back to 100%

Yeah, I know it's been a hot minute since I've blogged. Trust me, I've been trying to get back to it but seems like every day there's a new ailment in my life. I've been feeling like a walking MASH unit. Finally seems like I may be turning a corner back to good health.

I thank God that none of it has been serious. A tooth extraction and a wicked case of the hives isn't that bad in the grand scheme of things. By the way, I don't wish hives on my worst enemy. I was miserable all weekend and my skin felt like it was about to burn off my body. Pure torture.

There's a couple things on the horizon, but I won't make much mention of it until I have a better grasp of what is going on. It's kinda weird but not in a bad way. Just may take some time to get used to. I'll keep you posted. Peace.

Daydreamin' and I'm Thinking of You

I was zoned out listening to some tunes and Aretha Franklin's Daydreaming popped on. It is such a smooth tune that is perfect for just lounging. Next thing I know I was daydreaming for real.

My mind wandered thinking about my favorite girl....my mother. Just thinking about her laugh, her hugs, her kisses, her words made me smile so hard. She is still my heart. Such a beautiful person who would give the shirt off her back only to feel bad about not having another shirt to give to the next person.

There are still days where I cry out yearning for her. I'm sure it will be that way even when I'm 98. However, today I smile because I'm daydreaming and I'm thinking of her. I actually can hear her calling my name and it sounds so sweet. Man, I love that woman.

To all ya'll out there who still have your moms, tell her how much you love her. Don't have any beef. Even if she tries to marry you off everyday, take it stride and laugh it off. A wise person once told me that a mother's love is the closest thing to God's love. Time to bounce I wanna hear my name one more time before the Glee finale. Peace.

That Ain't What I Meant

There are many things I would say that I am. Disrespect has never been an adjective that I would use on myself. True indeed, dating has made me a bit cynical, jaded, and at times disinterested. Perhaps that trio can come off as disrespectful.

I have mad love for all women (and dudes but not about the fellas right now). I have been hurt by women before but that doesn't cause me to throw all them out with the bathwater. I talk a lot of noise but that's mainly because I consider myself a pretty funny chick. I'm sure not everything that comes out of Chris Rock's mouth is 100% serious.

I've met some birds in my days but even still I show them respect. Even if I can't stand to see them walk by, I'm still respectful. My parents taught me that you don't have to like a person, but you always respect them.

Basically I said all that to say this, ladies out there....I love all of youse. Sure ya'll do some throwed stuff sometimes, but hey I guess we all can get a little crazy. I don't ever want to belittle or demean you. All of you are beautiful in your own way. Peace.