Friends. How many of us have them...Friends. Ones you can depend on...

I love my friends; even with all the random ass drama they come with...For every petty argument that we've ever had, we share at least 20 laughs and hugs and comforting words in times of need and that's priceless...These women are more than friends. The emotional and social battle scars endured have made them my sisters now. ...Anyway ignore that random ass white guy in the picture. lol He just approached us and asked if he could take a picture with us...Believe it or not that happens quite often, so we didn't mind. lol

She Got It From Her Mama

Hung out with and had lunch with my mom...I miss her already... Hopefully I can get out to Cali again in December. It would be nice to at least spend Christmas with her and my big head brothers.

So Proud Of You...

This post is just a short one to mention how proud I am of my friend Nick Young...

Someone asked me about him yesterday. They wanted to know what Nick was like in high school; and it made me smile to be able to honestly say that he was and still is a very fun and easygoing guy....I had to admit that like most teenage boys he was also extremely immature and that was annoying at times. LOL. But he was just one of those people that made going to school fun.

Most people now know him as a member of the Washington Wizards. I am sooooo super duper proud of him for making it to the NBA; that was his dream and he worked hard to get there. There were times when his goal seemed unattainable due to academic circumstances and other personal issues he was struggling with off the court/ outside of school, but he never gave up on himself or let it alter his spirits. That is commendable....I am proud that Nick stayed humble, never forgets where he came from and I am elated to see him growing and maturing as a player. He has alot to offer the league and his talents will impress fans; just give him time...he's dope! ( LOL, yes I am bringin' back that old school slang)

YES WE DID!

I am so overwhelmed at the outcome of the election that I keep crying tears of joy.
I never thought that I would see the day that a strong, intelligent, compassionate Black man would be the president of the United States. I don't even have the words to fully express my emotions. I am so proud and I believe in democracy again. Obama said "Yes we can." ...Together WE DID!

We don't need 40 acres and a mule when we have 50 states and the white house.

Are you serious!?

After the incident in the nail salon in Brooklyn on Friday, I have concluded that this is the sign that should be blown up and posted on the window and main entrance of the salon..."See what had happened was" lol, I was waiting for my turn to get my eyebrows done. The place was pretty quiet; until some guy walks in. The guy was young. Appeared to be in his early to late 20's. He was well dressed..Okay not "well dressed"; let me rephrase... he had on the usual 'hood attire'. Timberland boots, overpriced jeans and a graphic hoodie with random, loud designs and words on it. I think it was Christian Audigier...Anyway so the guy comes in and I noticed that he had a box in his hand. I figured he was just selling something, like most random men who drop in the salon during business hours are. They either try to sell you bootleg DVD's and CD's or perfume. None of which were items that I was interested in purchasing, so I glanced at him for about 3 seconds before I proceeded to aimlessly flip through the four month old issue of Vogue magazine that was in my lap....But this guy was not selling anything. the box in his hand was empty. He was just begging! and do you know what he said?!...he was like: "Can anybody help me out with a dollar or some change; I'm trying to get a bag of weed."

*sigh* This guy was dead ass serious!

There is just so much that I could say about this incident, but you know what...It was really just another day, battling the slings and arrows of outrageous mothafuckas in Brooklyn.

*SMH*

Happy Almost Halloween

I love Halloween...the whole process of picking a costume and stocking up on candy to pass out to the little freeloadin' kids is great....I think you're never too old to enjoy the festivities...So in honor of my excitement about the upcoming day, I've posted a pic of me in one of my fave costumes... CLEOPATRA!

Thoughts on an excerpt...

As Trish answered, I found myself discreetly taking in her impressive features. She stood about five foot eight; her flawless skin was the same color as rich cocoa beans and so smooth that it looked more like a sheet of dark brown silk poured over flesh than it did mere skin. Her deep, dark eyes were surrounded by lashes so long that they could have been stolen from mascara commercial. Her eyebrows were thin in shape, arched to perfection by some Korean who’d mastered the craft. Trish obviously had a weave, but it too was sheer perfection; the long, black strands floated down her back and stopped a few inches before her curvy waistline, making her look like a sun kissed Egyptian queen. After silently concluding that she was a gorgeous woman, I noted that I was still better looking than Trish in some ways. Why we women do this, I will never fully understand; we compare ourselves, constantly judge one another and then we develop insecurities that fuel the process of tearing each other down. I was wondering if men do the same thing...

Okay so that was an excerpt from a novel...While the storyline and characters are ficticious, the soul of the issues in the book are all too real... I couldn't help but to spend a little additional time thinking about the part of the excerpt that I highlighted in red though... I strongly believe that women tend to do that more than men. If you are a woman reading this, what do you think? If you are a man, do you or other men that you know do this? What do do you think about women doing that?