Okay Wendy Davis, a state senator of Fort Worth, Tx, is filibustering a new bill against Abortion in Texas. You can watch it live right HERE . It is restrictive. The bill says that a woman can not get an abortion past 20 weeks of pregnancy and all abortions have to be done at a surgical clinic. That affects 47 of the 52 clinic in Texas.
I am against Abortion but I think like all things wrong that is a human choice to do so. God gave us Free will to right and wrong. It's not for me to judge a woman who decides what to do with her body. So yes, I support Wendy Davis!!! This bill will push many women to go back to the back alleys to get this procedure. Most Surgical Clinics that perform abortions only do it in serious medical cases. For example if the mother is dying, they will remove the baby. Also with only 5 clinics being open (if this bill passes), it limits safe locations for women to do so. This bill does not make women choose other options. It makes them desperate. There was a lawmaker calling doctors who perform abortions, "Bottom Feeders". If this bill passes, lawmakers are giving the real bottom feeders (those that perform abortions illegally) some real business.
I rather a woman give a baby up for adoption, if she chooses not to raise a child for whatever reason. But since abortion is legal, I'd rather a woman be a safe as possible having one. This bill limits her safety.
Go Wendy!!!
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Monday, June 24, 2013
Living with Your Folks!!!
You know I swear people on Twitter use Direct Messages (DM) to hide. Well I had a follower to DM me and I guess he figured out that I still lived at home with my folks, Umm Yeah! That's not a secret. How do you think I know what my mother and grandmother are watching on TV? I'm not married or have children so, who do you think I am doing at that cooking for?
When I graduated from college, I didn't have a job lined up. So, I moved back home to live with my mother, my ailing 80-plus year old grandparents and my older brother who is severely mentally challenged and has cerebral palsy. It was temporary, I thought. Soon my choice became my family's blessing in disguise. My grandfather was dying. He was going to bathroom one morning and he fell. Luckily, I was there to get him up & call my mom & aunts at work to get him the hospital. My grandfather passed away a month later. I took the phone call from the hospital, had to tell my grandmother and call mom at work so she could round up the family. That was 2004. Oh yeah I cooked meals and Helped get my brother get cleaned and ready for the day since I was unemployed. Keyword is Helped. But now I was in charge of running a household because my grandmother became grief stricken and her health started taking a strange turn after the funeral. I cooked meals, organized Dr. appointments, meds, phone calls, mail, cleaned & dress my brother (imagine an adult with a toddler's mind that just happens to know you are the little sister) and did the bulk of the shopping. And that summer I started a business. So I was like a working mother without a husband.
Let's Skip to the Spring 2010, my mother's job had her working from home. She is weeks from retiring. My grandmother falls. We thought she was okay. Boy, were we wrong. That was the start of what later would be a 4 month long hospital and nursing rehab stay because before the summer ended she had to have her gall bladder removed and therapy on her legs. That November they sent her home with a wheelchair. My mother is now retired so there are two hands on deck. My grandmother can dress herself. But she still requires some of the same duties my brother needs. Lord, I love retirement.
I don't regret staying at home. It's not as hard as it seems. Other than the household chores, we live like roommates. I still have my business, go out on occasion with my friends, and go to church when I can. Our other family members help out, too. It's just my life and I live it.
So before you judge people for Staying Home with Their Folks, learn their story. Everyone is not just staying home because they don't want to grow up. Some of us are there because our Adult responsibilities different. Different not trifling. Now, let me start dinner. *smiling*
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
When I graduated from college, I didn't have a job lined up. So, I moved back home to live with my mother, my ailing 80-plus year old grandparents and my older brother who is severely mentally challenged and has cerebral palsy. It was temporary, I thought. Soon my choice became my family's blessing in disguise. My grandfather was dying. He was going to bathroom one morning and he fell. Luckily, I was there to get him up & call my mom & aunts at work to get him the hospital. My grandfather passed away a month later. I took the phone call from the hospital, had to tell my grandmother and call mom at work so she could round up the family. That was 2004. Oh yeah I cooked meals and Helped get my brother get cleaned and ready for the day since I was unemployed. Keyword is Helped. But now I was in charge of running a household because my grandmother became grief stricken and her health started taking a strange turn after the funeral. I cooked meals, organized Dr. appointments, meds, phone calls, mail, cleaned & dress my brother (imagine an adult with a toddler's mind that just happens to know you are the little sister) and did the bulk of the shopping. And that summer I started a business. So I was like a working mother without a husband.
Let's Skip to the Spring 2010, my mother's job had her working from home. She is weeks from retiring. My grandmother falls. We thought she was okay. Boy, were we wrong. That was the start of what later would be a 4 month long hospital and nursing rehab stay because before the summer ended she had to have her gall bladder removed and therapy on her legs. That November they sent her home with a wheelchair. My mother is now retired so there are two hands on deck. My grandmother can dress herself. But she still requires some of the same duties my brother needs. Lord, I love retirement.
I don't regret staying at home. It's not as hard as it seems. Other than the household chores, we live like roommates. I still have my business, go out on occasion with my friends, and go to church when I can. Our other family members help out, too. It's just my life and I live it.
So before you judge people for Staying Home with Their Folks, learn their story. Everyone is not just staying home because they don't want to grow up. Some of us are there because our Adult responsibilities different. Different not trifling. Now, let me start dinner. *smiling*
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
Sunday, June 23, 2013
The Church Switch
I am in the population of people who does not attend the church that I grew up in. I only go to that church for weddings and funerals. It was a decision that was years in the making. But a decision that I will never regret and helped form my spiritual being.
I grew up in a traditional Southern Missionary Baptist church. Being the daughter of an Assistant Youth Director and the granddaughter of the Chairman on the Deacon Board and the Church Clerk, 1/3 of my week belonged to the church. I was baptized at eight years, got saved at 13 years old, and caught the Holy Spirit for the 1st time at 16 years old. I was a Youth Usher, Youth Announcement Clerk. I was a substitute BTU (Baptist Training Union) & Children's Church activity leader. I participated in Sunday School & Youth Mission activities at my local church, district, citywide & national events I did welcomes, speeches, narrations, and devotions. I was upfront and center all the time.
Somewhere around 14 or 15, I realized I didn't really fit in. My thinking was different from my church peers and church family. I believe in the basics that were taught but the methods & programs, I could not agree with. They weren't wrong, they just were not me. It was hard feeling like that but the older I got the more dissatisfied I was. Soon I realized I could care less about being Baptist. It was more for me to experience in worship. I wasn't ingesting and digesting what was fed to me well. It needed to be something on my level. I also felt like All Christianity denominations were not necessary. When we get to Heaven, we won't be segregated, why the separation on Earth? So, I decided to bide my time and soon as I could I was leaving. I told no one of my feelings and my decision (Many still don't know and really understand, Oh well!!). When I went off to college I went to church with my friends of other denominations and that furthered my thoughts about my "Christian Church Separation" issue. Matter of fact I decided that Christian Denominations and Street Gangs are alike. I graduated college and returned to church home but that lasted a year and a half. It was me not them. That sounds Cliche' but it is Very True. I had to admit it finally: "I just wanted to be a Christian".
I left there and now I attend a Non-denominational Christian church. I love it. The funny thing is I was not looking to ever go to this church. I only went with my male BFF one New Years' Eve because he just had to go when he moved to the Metroplex. No, I don't get to go all the time (Thank God for Web Streaming & Rebroadcasts). One day I'm going to join a ministry. I'm thinking Medical. What I don't want to be is in front all the time. It feels good to sit there and just take it all in. I'm at the point in life that God's people don't need to hear from me right now. Let them hear from someone else. He has something else for me to do and the "church" limelight is not where I need to do it right now.
I know some people will Never understand people like me. To them, it is like I gave up on my foundation church. To them, it is like I threw a wealth of church knowledge & training away. That is not what I did. I used it to boost me in my Christian growth. If one truly wants to know what anyone who has left knew or that they felt they need help or support felt them in any way. I feel one should ask at least first. I know I don't have to be there physically to support anyone. I just don't like when people feel slighted because someone leaves a church for another church. One never knows what God is ordering them to do. Families support their loved ones in pursuits to better themselves. Church families should Not think any different when it pertains to true Christian growth.
I Thank God for my childhood church. I learned so much from it, in words and experiences. As you see I called it "Foundation Church". Because as I add to this building, I have a strong foundation to build upon. It doesn't crack or shift. I know a few people who have cracked and many that don't have a foundation at all. So I'll never forget about my Foundation Church. It's what holds this building up. You never know when you have to rely on a good hymn or action song to get you through. :)
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
I grew up in a traditional Southern Missionary Baptist church. Being the daughter of an Assistant Youth Director and the granddaughter of the Chairman on the Deacon Board and the Church Clerk, 1/3 of my week belonged to the church. I was baptized at eight years, got saved at 13 years old, and caught the Holy Spirit for the 1st time at 16 years old. I was a Youth Usher, Youth Announcement Clerk. I was a substitute BTU (Baptist Training Union) & Children's Church activity leader. I participated in Sunday School & Youth Mission activities at my local church, district, citywide & national events I did welcomes, speeches, narrations, and devotions. I was upfront and center all the time.
Somewhere around 14 or 15, I realized I didn't really fit in. My thinking was different from my church peers and church family. I believe in the basics that were taught but the methods & programs, I could not agree with. They weren't wrong, they just were not me. It was hard feeling like that but the older I got the more dissatisfied I was. Soon I realized I could care less about being Baptist. It was more for me to experience in worship. I wasn't ingesting and digesting what was fed to me well. It needed to be something on my level. I also felt like All Christianity denominations were not necessary. When we get to Heaven, we won't be segregated, why the separation on Earth? So, I decided to bide my time and soon as I could I was leaving. I told no one of my feelings and my decision (Many still don't know and really understand, Oh well!!). When I went off to college I went to church with my friends of other denominations and that furthered my thoughts about my "Christian Church Separation" issue. Matter of fact I decided that Christian Denominations and Street Gangs are alike. I graduated college and returned to church home but that lasted a year and a half. It was me not them. That sounds Cliche' but it is Very True. I had to admit it finally: "I just wanted to be a Christian".
I left there and now I attend a Non-denominational Christian church. I love it. The funny thing is I was not looking to ever go to this church. I only went with my male BFF one New Years' Eve because he just had to go when he moved to the Metroplex. No, I don't get to go all the time (Thank God for Web Streaming & Rebroadcasts). One day I'm going to join a ministry. I'm thinking Medical. What I don't want to be is in front all the time. It feels good to sit there and just take it all in. I'm at the point in life that God's people don't need to hear from me right now. Let them hear from someone else. He has something else for me to do and the "church" limelight is not where I need to do it right now.
I know some people will Never understand people like me. To them, it is like I gave up on my foundation church. To them, it is like I threw a wealth of church knowledge & training away. That is not what I did. I used it to boost me in my Christian growth. If one truly wants to know what anyone who has left knew or that they felt they need help or support felt them in any way. I feel one should ask at least first. I know I don't have to be there physically to support anyone. I just don't like when people feel slighted because someone leaves a church for another church. One never knows what God is ordering them to do. Families support their loved ones in pursuits to better themselves. Church families should Not think any different when it pertains to true Christian growth.
I Thank God for my childhood church. I learned so much from it, in words and experiences. As you see I called it "Foundation Church". Because as I add to this building, I have a strong foundation to build upon. It doesn't crack or shift. I know a few people who have cracked and many that don't have a foundation at all. So I'll never forget about my Foundation Church. It's what holds this building up. You never know when you have to rely on a good hymn or action song to get you through. :)
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
Friday, June 21, 2013
Alright Paula Deen
Let me take my proverbial sigh, *sigh* because it's been three days and you all are running the "Racism According Paula Deen" into the ground. The media and the gossip hounds have taken off with this story. If you have been under rock, let me explain. Paula Deen and he brother Bubba is being sued by a former worker for harassment. Well in the lawsuit deposition Deen admitted to saying the N-word earlier in life and wanting to plan a "Plantation Style" wedding.
I am not taking up for Paula Deen at all. I am not saying Paula Deen is racist. I am also not shocked. Okay I got "my nots" out the way. I live in the South. Anyone born and raised before 1960 in the South, no matter race, gender, creed, religion and sexuality, I Automatically expect to say or do anything Racist, Sexist, Elitist, or Derogatory in public and private. As wrong as it is, it happens. There is a lady that works at the Walmart I shop at and she rolls the word Colored off her tongue like it is water. She has to be 80-plus in age. And her co-workers of all races just look at her like and roll their eyes. My grandmother can't understand why we are still not called Colored. She refuses to say Black or African-American. I have worked with quite a few 50 year old black women who call white people "Crackers" when they get mad. Oh and you know it's not Mexican, it's Mexcan. Oh and them Mexcans can't drive. I know many elderly men that refer to women as gals and have to get told off religiously for some sly and vulgar remark that was made.
It's not right but it happens. Paula Deen exists all over the South. I would give my last dollar away and say she lives all over the country. Paula Deen's comments were blown up because she is Famous. Yes, I understand Food Network severing ties with her. On top of the Diabetes controversy, it has become too much for the network to deal it. Its sad how something said in a lawsuit deposition could make news like this. Who even knew that she was being sued, until now? Well we all know now. There is no telling what else will come out before the end of it. At the end of it all, bet Your last Dollar, OutSpoken_Diva will be sick of it all.
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
I am not taking up for Paula Deen at all. I am not saying Paula Deen is racist. I am also not shocked. Okay I got "my nots" out the way. I live in the South. Anyone born and raised before 1960 in the South, no matter race, gender, creed, religion and sexuality, I Automatically expect to say or do anything Racist, Sexist, Elitist, or Derogatory in public and private. As wrong as it is, it happens. There is a lady that works at the Walmart I shop at and she rolls the word Colored off her tongue like it is water. She has to be 80-plus in age. And her co-workers of all races just look at her like and roll their eyes. My grandmother can't understand why we are still not called Colored. She refuses to say Black or African-American. I have worked with quite a few 50 year old black women who call white people "Crackers" when they get mad. Oh and you know it's not Mexican, it's Mexcan. Oh and them Mexcans can't drive. I know many elderly men that refer to women as gals and have to get told off religiously for some sly and vulgar remark that was made.
It's not right but it happens. Paula Deen exists all over the South. I would give my last dollar away and say she lives all over the country. Paula Deen's comments were blown up because she is Famous. Yes, I understand Food Network severing ties with her. On top of the Diabetes controversy, it has become too much for the network to deal it. Its sad how something said in a lawsuit deposition could make news like this. Who even knew that she was being sued, until now? Well we all know now. There is no telling what else will come out before the end of it. At the end of it all, bet Your last Dollar, OutSpoken_Diva will be sick of it all.
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
Sunday, June 16, 2013
So Proud of My Male Cousins & Male Besties!!! Father's Day Pride!!!
I found this picture of my grandfather, my cousin D.D. and me. D.D is two years younger than me. D.D. is father of a daughter. D.D. is a great father of a daughter. All my male cousins are fathers. All male cousins are great fathers. I looked at this picture and those facts hit me like a light bulb. Amazing!!! My grandfather taught them to tie a tie. He took them shopping for proper suits. He taught them how to be gentlemen. Then I remember my uncle thumping D.D. in the head for not opening a door for me once. I felt bad for him. He was 6 and I was 8. He also thumped his sons also because I touched the door. I got fussed at too. Oh the Ladies First Lesson. My cousins are the same way with their children. One of my older cousins is now teaching his teen son how to wait before the ladies and children prepare their plates before he fix his plate during family buffet events. A lesson he learned many years ago.
Then I thought about the two men I called Best Friend. They both have children. One whose child doesn't live in our area, still co-parents him in another city, 4 hours away. When his son is in his custody during the summer and Christmas, he is very hands on with him. Teaching him to eat at the table, proper bedtime, and phone etiquette. I remember one Christmas night I was speaking with him and he caught his son restarting his game system after he told him to go bed. In a matter of moments, without raising his voice, he punished the boy. My other best friend, in my opinion is the Best Single Father That Ever Did It. He has sole custody of a son and a daughter. Yes, he is Mother and Father!!! I have never seen children adore their father like they do. Everything a mother, does my friend, LJ, has to do. Talks, shopping, check homework, he does it. He has to be good & bad guy. All by himself. I laugh sometimes when he asks the simplest questions about being a girl. You know for example socks vs. stockings. But he just wants to be informed and prepare for as much as he can.
So while, I almost wanted to weep for the loss of the Father Figures in my life, I can rejoice in knowing Great Fathers! I can actually say I have NO Personal Relationships with any deadbeat daddies. Some had fathers in their lives. Some did not. But all are great fathers. I can't even remember dating many deadbeat dads. Maybe one. Maybe that's a lesson I actually learned subliminally. Don't have relationships with men that don't take care of their families. My Father Figures were some crafty jokers. They slip that lesson in on me. A lesson well learned.
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
Monday, June 10, 2013
Cheater Cheater *sigh* You Know the Rest
Oh Cheating! It has taken down so many people. Adultery can make some lose their jobs and relationships. It even has a "Reality" show. Everybody has an opinion about cheating but there is not a Set Definition on what it is. Some think emotional cheating is worse than physical cheating. Some people think kissing is not cheating. Some think one is not cheating if one is not in a serious relationship. It's so prevalent, we even want to know why. We all want to be in the mind of a cheater. Everybody has an opinion but no definition.
There are no Levels of Cheating for me. An ex's cell called my phone and on my voicemail, I heard him make plans with another chick for later. I called him. Let him hear the message. Let him explain (lie). Then I broke up with him. He's been my ex from that day forward. I broke up with him just on his intent to cheat. Cheating is Cheating!
Anything with emotional, romantic or lustful implications, you have to do in secret with another person is cheating. If you can't share info about your relationship or rapport with another person with your mate or dating partner I think is cheating. If it's hidden, it's cheating. For example, Man has secret dinners with a co-worker. They talk about hobbies, TV, love, lust, feelings and emotions. They never are physical. Wife never knows about these dinners. I think is cheating because the same energy that should be reserved for his wife he is secretly sharing it with someone else. If it not a problem, then it would not be in done in secret. The wife would know her husband went out with his co-worker and he would tell to her about what they talked about. Also he wouldn't be sharing love & lust energy with that co-worker at all. Yes kissing is cheating. Explain how some woman had a STD on her lip that's not from not oral sex and passed that off to her STD free boyfriend. Umm YES, Kissing is cheating too!
Now why people cheat, I don't know. But until the "experts" find out they need to Truly define it. One can find out why a behavior happens until they know what it is.
So what is your "definition" of Cheating? Emotional? Kissing? Intercourse? What's the worse? Share it here in the Comments.
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
There are no Levels of Cheating for me. An ex's cell called my phone and on my voicemail, I heard him make plans with another chick for later. I called him. Let him hear the message. Let him explain (lie). Then I broke up with him. He's been my ex from that day forward. I broke up with him just on his intent to cheat. Cheating is Cheating!
Anything with emotional, romantic or lustful implications, you have to do in secret with another person is cheating. If you can't share info about your relationship or rapport with another person with your mate or dating partner I think is cheating. If it's hidden, it's cheating. For example, Man has secret dinners with a co-worker. They talk about hobbies, TV, love, lust, feelings and emotions. They never are physical. Wife never knows about these dinners. I think is cheating because the same energy that should be reserved for his wife he is secretly sharing it with someone else. If it not a problem, then it would not be in done in secret. The wife would know her husband went out with his co-worker and he would tell to her about what they talked about. Also he wouldn't be sharing love & lust energy with that co-worker at all. Yes kissing is cheating. Explain how some woman had a STD on her lip that's not from not oral sex and passed that off to her STD free boyfriend. Umm YES, Kissing is cheating too!
Now why people cheat, I don't know. But until the "experts" find out they need to Truly define it. One can find out why a behavior happens until they know what it is.
So what is your "definition" of Cheating? Emotional? Kissing? Intercourse? What's the worse? Share it here in the Comments.
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Put Your Shoes Back On!!!
Let me make this quick. It's heavy "Going Out" season for the Diva. Yeah, I socially hibernate or slack off during the cooler times of the year and hit is hard (well hard as I want it to be) in the Spring & Summer. I have a couple of events to go to in a few days so I am looking through the wardrobe and shoes. I start thinking about shoes for cute (I call them Sitting Shoes) and shoes for comfort for these events. 98% of the time shoes for comfort win. The rare time shoes for cute win trust me I have a comfort shoe waiting in the wings of the car or my clutch. Then I thought about the ladies who walk around social events without shoes on because their shoes are hurting their feet. I took a deep sigh. Walking around barefoot in public is not cute. It needs to stop. I just don't understand it. Once as a bridesmaid, I slipped off my shoes and I was standing there grossed out. (Not one of my cuter moments). Public floors carry dirt & diseases from other people's shoes. If it's a dance floor, it has dirt, diseases, sweat and maybe a wasted drink on it. Oh yeah that's what I want on the soles of my feet. Either wear shoes that are comfortable and cute (They make them. I own them) or get some roll up flats. There are so many versions of roll up flats out on the market for you to slip on for you not to walk around barefoot. Invest in them! I have seen so many women cut their feet, get their feet stepped on and even have their shoes stolen. I just want the public bare feet to stop. If I'm not talking to you share this with an offender of the gross phenomena
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms
As Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms