Lately the boys have been saying, "I'm going to take your happiness" as they wrestle and play with each other.

I don't know where they heard this but it has me thinking.

So many people thrive off of taking away other's happiness.  For what?  Just so they can feel better about themselves.

I encouraged my boys to give happiness and never take away someone's happiness.  It is not worth the trouble.

Another running theme lately is forgiveness. 

I caught a showing of Sex and the City movie the other night and a scene that really seeped into my noggin was the one when Miranda stalks Carrie after their fight at Valentine's Day dinner...Miranda is waiting for Carrie outside her apartment in a cab.  When Carrie gets in, Miranda apologizes again and Carrie says, "You're asking me to do in 3 days what you haven't done in 6 months!"  Carrie is referring to the situation with Steve.  He cheated and begged for forgiveness and Miranda would hear no parts of it.  Miranda says, "They're not the same thing" and Carrie says the best line ever....she says, "IT'S FORGIVENESS."

I really got that the other night.  Situations are different but forgiveness is forgiveness.  Love is love.  Happiness is happiness.

Something is happening lately, I'm being spoken to and it feels good to be listening and receiving the lesson.

Peace to you.

See the chick above? Well add some melanin and locs to the equation and you've got me these days.

I'm subbing, working on my book and just launched this new website.

And being Wifey and Mama and building my African PR agency.

I'm slipping on the daily blogging, remember when I always had something to say?

Stay tuned folks...this African girl is on the come up.

My cousin just sent me a picture she had of me and my siblings from back in the day.  This had to be the mid 80's.  I love it and I'm loving my pose.  It cracks me up cause my niece poses this same way and she is so the business!!!!

I also love how confident I look.  This put me in such a good mood.  I love my family.

So can you spot moi?

I'm in my favorite bookstore with a pile of magazines, and books, sitting in my comfy chair with Goapele on my itouch, blackberry near by, just enjoying my Friday and going out of my way to ignore the fears in my head. 

Straight chillaxing.

2 and a half hours later and I'm on my way out the door praying that I don't get shot at since just yesterday someone was gunned down in this very parking lot *sigh* when SCHREECH I see this displayed right at the front of the store:



Wait a minute. What is this?

You can't blame these folks for seeing how successful Elizabeth Gilbert's book was and give you the male side.  The title says it all, huh?  I just wish they would have let us have something just for us women..oh well.  Eat, Pray, Love was such a wonderful read for me and it kinda sorta bothers me that this has been done something so sacred BUT imitation is the best form of flattery, no?

Anywho I did some research and it seems this book is a parody of sorts...sounds interesting but I'm not reading it.  And it is fictionalized...I guess James Frey taught somebody something.

Some dude named Brian read it and said this:

Drink, Play, F@#k… concerns Bob Sullivan, a thirty-something New York businessman who’s wife of eight years leaves him for another man. In an effort to rid himself of the pain this caused, Bob decides to quit his job and spend a year cavorting around the world. His trip is divided neatly into three, four-month jaunts - to Ireland, where he drinks heavily, to Vegas where he plays everything from craps to golf, and to Thailand where he, well…you can read the title.

Bob establishes up front that his true love in all of this, his metaphor for life if you will, is the roulette wheel. So much so that the book is divided into 38 small chapters - twelve in each country, plus two introductory chapters (the zero and double-zero). I’ve always liked books that are organized this way - you can pick them up, read an entire chapter, and walk away feeling like you accomplished something in less than five minutes. Not that I put this book down too many times…

Before you think I’m gushing just because I got a free copy of the book, I should tell you that my hopes were not high in the beginning. The first twelve chapters (Ireland) were supposed to be about drinking. As it turns out, only eight of them were. The other four were rants about Bob’s ex-wife, intended to explain to us just how hurt and pissed off he was about his wife’s infidelity and general whininess. One of them is even dedicated to clarifying that his wife is not the “evil, crazy bitch” that the other three chapters clearly show her to be. The other eight chapters were indeed about drinking, but that’s really about it. Bob drinks with a redhead named Giovanna. He drinks with his friend Colin. He drinks in exotic locations. And while he’s drinking, well, not much happens. I was beginning to think that the entire book was going to be a plotless platform for this fictional guy to bitch about his cheating ex-wife.

Then Bob went to Vegas. Here, me meets his “guru,” Rick, and together, they have several, honest-to-goodness adventures. There are the requisite “win a lot of money” and “lose a lot of money” stories that you’d expect from a Vegas trip, but also some clever bits on a golf course and even a helicopter ride with a hot waitress in the Grand Canyon (want to know more? Read the book!). By the time Rick sends Bob off to Thailand to get laid, I was thoroughly hooked.

In Thailand, as promised, there is plenty of sex. But along the way, the adventures continue. Bob meets some interesting characters, not all of which turn into sexual conquests, and eventually redeems his Ireland stories with a nice tie-in to the first section that I won’t reveal here.

Oh men!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Amazing, isn't it? In 2009 even after history is made, we still have this.  Oh well at least it is out in the open.



A Mayor sent this out!



And they keep saying we are over reacting.

And my PRESIDENT knows this maaaannnn!!!

She looks gorgeous.

You all know about the African Drag Queen, right?  My excitement is bananas!!!

Isn't Christian Sariano the biggest break out star to come out of Project Runway?  Dude is everywhere.  Commenting on Chris and Rihanna, showing his collection at Fashion Week.  You know, the usual.



I'll stop asking questions now.

Seriously though, do you even hear of the PR winners?  I haven't heard about Leanne since she won. Jay, Chloe, Kara etc etc.  I have to google them hard just to see what they are up to.  I did see Santino on RuPaul's Drag Race.  But Christian, just turn left then turn right and there he is.  On Fashion police shows, morning shows, designing a shoe for Payless, collection for Puma, red carpets...you name it.

And of course the collection shown at Fashion Week was all kinds of fierce!


 

Did you miss me?

I lost my blog mojo for a hot minute but I'm back baby.

I got so sick of relying on folks so I just went ahead and set this up all on my lonesome.  What do you think? Like the design?

Man it has been a while. Happy New Year.  It is almost March already. Time flies when we get older huh?

I can see the double 3's on my horizon and it is tripping me out cause I feel like I just turned 30.

When we left off I was at the temp job working 60 hour weeks and sleeping. Work and sleep were my norm for quite some time.  Now your girl is a bona fide sub at the brown boys (they have convinced me not to call them sugarbabies anymore) school.  Peep this: the other day they were both talking bout "Mom you're overprotective!" and the lil fools proceeded to give me examples! *hmph*  So I looked right at them and said:

WELCOME TO YOUR LIFE!

LOL

I enjoyed a wonderful Girl's Nite Out with the Ladies on Friday and we went out to dinner then caught Guy Torry doing his thing. Fun times!

Valentine's was cool.  I can't believe Mr. HB and I have been on this journey since 1995!

Thanks for checking on me. I's here and I's happy just look.

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