A lot of my OS readers and Facebook friends ask about my health because I rant about my doctors, being stuck with needles, hating mammograms and peeing in cups and such. Many of you apologize for asking questions that you feel you shouldn’t.  Don't.  If I w… Read full post »

When I was a child, I was always happy to see the fourth of July arrive to much fanfare.  Wherever we were, be it at home in the QC, or at some condo or resort in an exotic location; we knew that there would be food, fun, and festivies. Oh, and… Read full post »

I had a mini melt down today (so fuck you if you are pissy about me not spell checking).  I had one and I am ashamed.  I feel like Baby when she shits in the middle of Pet Smart; like tucking my tail and hiding behing someone elses legs.  I guess… Read full post »

I lost a piece of myself yesterday morning at 5:00 a.m.  I knew that he was dying. He was given two days to live, and he had been holding on for five months.  When I rushed to a hospital in the Midwest to see him months ago, I knew it would be/… Read full post »

I don’t know what to say. How do I begin to write about not being able to write? I have read profound tomes. I have read scribbles that started off being not so profound, but developed into something complex as the author wound their way through a fecund overgrowth of thoughts… Read full post »

The phone rang last week, and I wasn’t going to answer.  I thought it was a bill collector, or a telemarketer.  Either way, I figured that someone on the other end of the call would try to demand or finesse money from me that I didn’t have.  I ignored the ringing/… Read full post »

I had the pleasure of enjoying a car ride with my family yesterday (something that I know I took for granted before, now that it has become a treat and not an everyday occurrence).  Usually, we would turn on the radio, or pop in some new music (The compilation… Read full post »

 When I was 16 years old, I met a 19 year old man child that my mother would never approve of.  Although my parents divorced when I was 11 years old, I spent weekends with my mother at her chic condo in an exclusive neighborhood.  She had married me off in… Read full post »

 I know, I know.  You clicked on the “View Response” button and expected to see some ingenious recipe that incorporates watermelon.  Sorry ya’ll, I don’t have one.  However, when I saw the recipe challenge, I said to myself “I HATE watermelon.&… Read full post »

 When my husband made the unilateral decision to bring home a puppy  four months ago, I thought he had lost his damn mind.  He wasn’t going to be home to train her, and I was in no shape to do so.  However, I did not voice my doubts because I was/… Read full post »

* HUGE SIGH*  As much as I despise the hundreds of years of racial conflict between Whites and Blacks....my reaction to minorities being racist toward one another is soul twisting, feral, almost visceral.  When I hear a White person say "nigger" I am pissed,… Read full post »

 I have had a lifelong fascination with new shoes.  Some of my earliest and most fond memories come from Mom, Grandma and I driving to the mall, going to Stride Rite (do they still exist?) and picking out the same pair of Buster Brown mary janes every year from the time I… Read full post »

I recently read a post by Writer to the Stars about the gentrification of her neighborhood.  It caused me to pause, and then it caused a little vein in my neck to stand out and my jaw to tighten.  It brought out the "whoop ass" in me that I try to… Read full post »

It is time for the Summer Bar exam.  The very thing that law students spent three years of their lives preparing for and dreading all at once is now upon them.  The winter and spring months of studying like a fiend and existing on two hours or less of sleep is finished.&… Read full post »

I had to post this because it is horrifying and too familiar.  As a criminal and family law attorney, I represented many clients who would have benefitted greatly from mental health services.  However, in many cases, they were denied services and sent to jail (or had children taken away&nbs… Read full post »

Recently The Reverend Jesse Jackson took an opportunity to give his two cents on the whole overblown "LeBronathon" by announcing that the Cleveland Cavaliers owner was treating basketball star LeBron James like a "Runaway Slave."   Jesse was later given a verbal smacking by r… Read full post »

You may think that I keep writing about the same old shit and complaining about the same old things.  Some people will not read because I may sound like I am a whiney wuss.  No matter.  To you, I say Fuck Off.  I don't give a rat's  hairy ass if you… Read full post »

I said I was going to the hospital when I wrote my last post.   I am writing this as I "wait" for the ability to gain enough breath to continue preparing before I go.  My husband does not understand why I put myself through this each time I must arrive with overnight(s) bag… Read full post »

 I have thought long and hard about saying anything, because you can't tell everyone everything, and I open myself up to ridicule and negativity this way.  A week ago (before the next round of cuts and fucking stitches) I showered while pondering if I should write about this at all.&… Read full post »

I went to bed at 5:00 a.m. fully expecting to wake at around 11:00 (I suffer from horrible insomnia when I am not drugged to all hell) and force my husband to grill some type of animal flesh and some corn  (even though I can't yet hold down many foods) out… Read full post »

I often comment on my "Uncle" and groan and complain about the things that military families put up with.  I will say that we went into it not knowing much, but knew there would be moving and deployment.  We were and are okay with the job description.  My husband is not… Read full post »

 I don't know why I am doing this; because in doing so, I am markedly demonstrating ONE of the things we hate most....when one Black person gives an opinion and purports to speak for the collective.  But, I'll just say "my bad" and move forward.  Here goes:

1. When one Black… Read full post »

I knew he would have to go, just as sure as I know the Sun will rise and set each day.   I knew that I would have trouble, maybe even great angst over his leaving.  However, I thought I would have a year to prepare.   He is, after all, only seventeen… Read full post »

My body is in shambles right now, and I have a mass of sterile strips, bruises, needlemarks and stitches in various places.   It hurts to laugh, move, and BREATHE.  My butt is firmly planted in my old man recliner and I told myself that I would not attempt to write anything until… Read full post »