March 10th

March 10 is Women & Girls HIV & AIDS Awareness Day. It's sad to me that there has to be any Awareness days ever but this one saddens me the most. Why? The stats that says women account for about 1 in 4 new HIV/AIDS cases in the United States. And of these newly infected women, about 2 in 3 are African-American. should make Everyone frown, Just like homosexual men stats in the 1980's. But what is worse are the discussions that come about and the discussions that should come about.

If I hear another gab fest about the stats are high because of the "Down-Low" men messing with the gays one more time I going to vomit. Yes, "Down-Low" men are some of the most vile humans on this earth. But in my opinion All Cheaters are vile. "Down-Low" men are "Cheating men that Cheat with men". And "Down-Low" men are not the only problem. I know & have known quite a few people with HIV & AIDS. 80% are women and 100% of those ladies got it from their heterosexual husbands & boyfriends that got it from another Woman they were involved with in the past or were cheating with presently. People like to play the blame game but instead of playing "Lets Face Facts". Men may catch HIV & AIDS from Unprotected Sex with Women, also. People Having Unprotected Sex May Catch HIV & AIDS.

If you are Having Sex and not in a Monogamous Relationship (if you or your partner are cheating that Is Not monogamous(don't know what monogamous is, stop having sex and get an education)) you need be using Protection. Protection means Condoms (Male or Female) and Dental Dams. Birth Control Pills, Sponges, IUD's & Spermicides do not protect you from Any STD's (or let's not forget those also), HIV & AIDS. Stop gambling with your health and protect yourself. Male and Female Humans are responsible for this. If you are with someone who doesn't believe in Protection Don't be with that person. Saying "No we can't without Protection" and getting up and leaving or telling them to leave is so Easy. You are Worth more than their beliefs. Let's Take Care of Our Selves so We can Take Care of One Another!

Making Pancakes

Someone sent me this email so I am sharing it with you guys.

Six year-old Brandon decided one Saturday morning to fix his parents pancakes. He found a big bowl and spoon, pulled a chair to the counter, opened the cupboard and pulled out the heavy flour canister, spilling it on the floor.

He scooped some of the flour into the bowl with his hands, mixed in most of a cup of milk and added some sugar, leaving a floury trail on the floor which by now had a few tracks left by his kitten.

Brandon  was covered with flour and getting frustrated. He wanted this to be something very good for Mom and Dad, but it was getting  very bad.

He didn't know what to do next, whether to put it all into the oven or on the stove and he didn't know how the stove worked!. Suddenly he saw his kitten licking from the bowl of mix and reached to push her away, knocking the egg carton to the floor.

Frantically he tried to clean up this monumental mess but slipped on the eggs, getting his pajamas white and sticky.

And just then he saw Dad standing at the door. Big crocodile tears welled up in Brandon 's eyes. All he'd wanted to do was something good, but he'd made a terrible mess. He was sure a scolding was coming, maybe even a spanking. But his father just watched him.

Then, walking through the mess, he picked up his crying son, hugged him and loved him, getting his own pajamas white and sticky in the process !

That's how God deals with us.. We try to do something good in life, but it turns into a mess. Our marriage gets all sticky or we insult a friend, or we can't stand our job, or our health goes sour.

Sometimes we just stand there in tears because we can't think of anything else to do. That's when God picks us up and loves us and forgives us, even though some of our mess gets all over Him. 

But just because we might mess up, we can't stop trying to "make pancakes" for God or for others. Sooner or later we'll get it right, and then they'll be glad we tried...

I was thinking and I wondered if I had any wounds needing to be healed, friendships that need rekindling or three words needing to be said, sometimes, "I love you" can heal & bless! Remind every one of your friends that you love them. Even if you think they don't love back, you would be amazed at what  those three little words, a smile, and a reminder like this can do.

Just in case I haven't told you lately... I LOVE YA!!! Please pass some of this love on to others.... suppose one morning you were called to God; do all your friends know you love them? 

Sit With Him, It Will Get Better

It hurts my heart when I hear about homicides & suicides. It weeps when I hear when those
are the result of bullying. I'm not a flag waver when it comes to my victim days. Trust me
they will make you wince. I was/am not the best acting child, teen, adult ever. I do wrong, too, daily. But would have been easier not being bullied. But it contain lessons I needed.

In 5th grade I was physically more developed than many adults let alone children. I was subject of teasing, bullying, & tormenting of my peers, but even the spiteful conversation of my teachers. Oh I thought "Go to a Teacher" if you have a a problem was a load of crock growing up. I feel if I made a bully list a couple of math, a social studies teachers, & maybe an office worker would go on the list with some of my classmates. Okay let me move on because I'm getting upset. I'm doing well being FaceBook Friends with a few of my bullies (even the biggest one) but I have a feeling if I saw those adults Today, I don't know if I wouldn't have to pray hard not to react.

By middle school I was an overweight nerd with a bad attitude. The teasing didn't stop but My attitude changed. Instead of crying, I had a major chip on my shoulder. I was Smart & knew it. All my bullies weren't and I knew it. Oh let one try to copy off my work, I was not having it. Oh and I made sure teachers saw me not sharing answers and them trying to cheat.  My not sharing was my way of punching back because they would get caught and or fail their work. I know it was mean but explain that to a 12 year old being object of random boys smacking her butt or trying to grope her at her locker. Especially when there
were many girl who loved for them to do that them.

In high school weight teasing decreased some but, Religious teasing increased. In the most
unlikely of places, Church. I was one of kids that was called to do it all, the welcomes, youth announcement clerk, usher this, BTU activities that. If they needed somebody I was in the group to get called. It didn't help that I came from one of those "Families" that Other People think we think we are "all that", don't have
any problems, and always, Always looking for some scandal on. The family that other's had "expectations" for and when you didn't measure up their tongues wag. To my church peers, I was an L7. I Tried to fit in but after a while I cared less. I knew I loved the Lord & he loved me. Apparently it show no matter any kind of wrong I tried or do. Because trust me I would get asked by many people, strangers incl., if I was saved and why was I doing whatever I was doing.

Wait before I finish let me say this before those who are against the church start.Those are PEOPLE, not GOD. And where God is, God gets his glory. One just prays that real Worship & Praise take over at any place you go. So Satan and his minions don't disrupt. And I learned that at that church.

Well when I was 16, I wasn't getting the party because of summer school (failed Chemistry, never my subject)but I still got gifts. Among clothes, & music requests for Aaliyah, BlackStreet, 69 Boyz(didn't get that one). I wanted a Leather Bound Youth Bible(got that one). If you asked me, I told you. What was I supposed to be ashamed of? My school pals didn't tease me. A few wanted to see it actually & got one later. It was the church buddies that went in on me. NOT from the one's not being called on, the very folks being used in service such as myself. And some of the late 20's, Early 30's age group who had gotten word about it. Oh I heard all kinds of crap but "bible nerd" stand out the most. Oh I was fat there also. Now, I'm a Fat Bible Nerd!!! If I carried that Bible folks ask to see it and look at it like it was filled with profanity. In that I found out what some really thought of me. That incident was just one of many. Oh it was hard because sometimes at 16, 17, & 18 I kept forgetting you are not suppose to cuss people out in church. I learned the hard way I was there for God not man. I also had to learn that I was only there until college & I will free
to find somewhere else that I could be a "Bible nerd"(Yes, I did after college). Wish "Sitting Beside Me" by Mary Mary was out when I was a teen.

It is unfortunate Decent (not criminal, perverted, etc.) children, teens, & adults can't be who they are without taunting, teasing & abuse. It has to get better. It will get better. It does get better.We can preach that all day & night long but until we wrap our arms around somebody hurting just like we did it can't get better for someone else. Oh I said my Whole story will make one wince. How happy kids, teens & adults becomes bullied & broken should bother make anyone with a heart. It bothers me to see a big busted teen without proper under garments. It hurts to see Adults roll their eyes to see a child boldly read scripture or recite a poem on self-esteem. When you don't support them you're breaking theirs. See within my hurt feelings I am also not afraid to give public addresses because of mostly my church experience. I don't think shape wear & proper foundation is new because somebody introduced me to it early. Rather help & sit with a hurting one than that broken one hurt themselves & other. But Yeah It Has to Get Better!!! Sit with God!!!

WITH YOUR RUDE @SS (Short Hair Edition)

Was at home and I caught a popular daytime talk show and they said there are reports that since Emma Roberts, (from Harry Potter fame) cut her hair, the media outlets have been speculating about her sexuality. Some have been Bold enough to ask if she is a lesbian and was that her way of coming out.

JUST BECAUSE SHE CUT HER HAIR. Daaaaang, That is RUDE!!!

The funny part is this is so common it is not funny. A character from my favorite web series "Misadventures of Awkward Black Girl" ask the main character was she gay because she did the "big chop".

There are many lesbians who have Long tresses. Portia Di Rossi & Sarah Gilbert are two I can think of. Michelle Williams, Pink, & Halle Berry have short hair and they are straight. And those are Just the celebrities. 

Oh I know the non-celebs with short hair are asked this ignorant question mightily. Where did this come from? Send it back! Hair length is not indicator of sexuality. It's the indicator that the want or need for short hair warranted. "You cut your hair. Are you Gay"?

Ooh let that RUDE crap die quickly.

How about "You just asked me if I was Gay because I cut my hair. Are you stupid"?
I'm sorry, I'm now being Rude. 8D

Goodbye My Friend, One Life to Live!!!

Today I said Goodbye to a Good Friend by the name of "One Life to Live". We have been friends for almost 19 years. Christmas break of my sophomore year in high school I started watching this show. My high school friend Kim introduced it to me to this dear friend.

Back then I think Dorian Lord was being held hostage by Viki Buchanan 's alter Jean Randolph. Todd Manning kidnapped Nora Gannon, his lawyer who threw his rape case that cause to be imprisoned. And the man overseeing the crime in town was RJ Gannon, who was (first man amongst a select few) the Finest man with locks & a beard I ever saw (FYI: not a fan of hair on the head & full beards). Oh those were the days.

Today, with Tears rolling down my face. I watch Nora Buchanan's son Matthew see the birth of his son being born with Destiny Evans (who has a fine brother named Shaun, who has a hair cut. YES, my kind of man). They named him Drew. Todd Manning's daughter Starr go with her daughter to Los Angeles. He, himself get arrested again. This time it is for murder. Also, the reason why the Mannings and John Mcbain have to crossover to General Hospital (a story about the mob & not the hospital). Vicki Davidson finally got her happy ending. Oh let us not forget Mitch Lawrence went to Hell. Satan will happy to see his best son(oh he was evil and thought he was on the right side) Thank you, Lord!!!

I'll miss the only Soap that I could go to school (high school & college) for semesters and still pick up like I never left. I can't tell you where Kim is these days but I know One Life to Live will always be the Best Soap EVER. I don't know what to do at 1pm CST Monday through Friday. Well, other than get some work done. I will miss it so. Farewell Buddy!!!

WITH YOUR RUDE _SS (Big Bust Edition)

Excuse me but this needs to be said.
Big Busted Women are People Too!!!

When people see a large busted woman, what makes some tell that woman "Oooh you have some BIG ol' _______? As one of them, let me inform you that They Know That Already. I don't what it is that makes people be so rude and say that. And it isn't not just Men being the rude little hogs, Small & Average bust women too. Sick as Hell. And just as Loud!!!

And another sick thing is to then ask them after they have been Greatly Embarrassed then asked them for their bust size. Are the offenders gonna buy the victims a Bra? So then, why do they need to know?

And for these poor women to tell these punks "None of your business" or my favorite "Are you gonna buy my next (not at Walmart, $$$) bra" people act like they are offended. Nooooo jerks, you are being Rude. Like she is wrong for not answering that nasty question. Nooooo idiot, you are wrong for asking.

MOST Women with big breasts are Not shame of their size but to call them out like that, Come On! How about pointing out to a big lip person "Oooh you got some BIG Ol' soup coolers". Or wait what about a person with sparse hair on their head "Ooooh You Don't have any Hair", Sounds rude huh. So, why do it to anybody? These aren't children these are Adults. Adults that think to say such obscenities is cute. Not Cute!!! Learn how to behave!

I could understand certain intimate places (let see the bedroom, hotel room, maybe strip club, umm can't think anywhere else right now) or moments Maybe depending the tone "Ooooh you got some BIG OL'________ may be accepted but Out Loud in the public, not Cute. It's Rude. Who said that this was cool to do? This is one issue I wish would die. And if you see or hear any offenders of this nasty behavior send them the link to think blog entry. It needs to Stop!!!

As Always Talking to You in Adult Terms

The Decision has Been Made, Just Be Still

Exactly Today 4 years ago, I was told my father passed away on Christmas Day. Exactly Today 4 years ago, I also saw God's Word make a decision that in a way, man's eyes & understanding will never comprehend.
I was a child of marital separation. I was a child of a deadbeat father. My parents separated when I was 3 months old. I didn't know for them to be together and never cared for them to be together. Even as a child, I knew we (my siblings & I) were better off with a single mother. No fighting parents (stepparent for my siblings). My mother never talked badly about my father. But he (who I mostly saw by random accidents) talked bad about her and her family, the family that raised me. Especially my grandfather, who was my main father figure. So by the time I was 21, I decided he & I didn't share values, goals, respect for life & people, & being in each other's lives would not be likely. The last time I spoke to my father was a year before his passing when he called to tell me his mother died. He caught up on my life (college graduate & business owner) and finally sound less bitter about my mother and family.

During the time after My father passed, I was packing for a long-awaited trip out of town to see my college friends. My mother told me who & how she was told. I was very sad but I was still packing and planning to go out of town the next day, the day of his viewing, two days before his funeral. My sister & aunts called and all I could tell them was, don't have that announced at their church. My cousin called to set the time to drop me at the airport. I finally went into a deep inward prayer mode. I'm sad but I still packing. I'm sad but I'm not angry. I'm sad but not guilty that I'm going out of town. That morning my cousin came with the paper & I saw the obituary. I saw my name as one of the survivors. Then I went to the airport still in this prayer mode. Got my ticket, went through the security point, and was waiting on the plane. My inward prayer was getting louder in my soul. "Lord, I don't understand my behavior. I'm sad but I'm still going out of town. Am I guilty for not being guilty? Lord, Let your will be done because it's the only one that matters." To the natural eye, I was just sitting there. "Lean not to thy own understanding" came to my mind. Then I thanked God for my father because without him I wouldn't be alive nor have the good life I had. Then I was reminded of the scripture "Be Still & Know I am God" and I was at peace. I shrugged and said, "Why be fake? To sit on a front row to shake shiver, and cry next to some "family member" you don't know, would be so fake".

I went on my trip and came back to a funeral program from a minister who questioned my family about my absence waiting for me. I came home to a funeral program full of memories of a life that I didn't know of waiting for me. Like a funeral program of a stranger. Yep, I made the right decision for me. The Real Me. I always said when that day came, the Lord would help. And an ever-present help, he is, especially that day. One day, I'll go visit his grave. Forever, I'm glad I did what was right no matter how It Looks to Man. God knows what's best. And what's best is not what We think it is.
RIP Droopy