Them: “You really like this song?” Me: “Yup!” Them: “WOW! I’m like really shocked." Me: "OK ..." And this conversation is how this week’s blog post began. Because there was I: minding my business listening to Meg the Stallion weave together catchy bars about having a wang dang doodle of a time in a local … Continue reading Why “Good Girls” LOVE “Ratchet” Music
That job, that man, your momma and your daddy, your pastor and the congregation, whatever the person or situation ... AIN'T GONE CHANGE, SIS!
Yeah, I said it. Because as I scrolled through my timeline this past weekend, all I saw was people doing the absolute most on this Profoundly app. For those who are as clueless as I was a few days ago, Profoundly is an app you can embed into your Facebook profile that allows your Facebook friends to … Continue reading Some of Y’all PROFOUNDLY P*SSY
I'm single single. So I've been dating dating. And when I tell you that I've had some ... let's just say ... some, ahem, experiences ... I mean, I've had experiences experiences. But none of them set my aggy train a'rumblin' more than the "Send me a pic," head azz type of dude. That's right, … Continue reading Misadventures in Dating in 2019: STOP ASKING HER FOR PICS!
It was a wild week, yall! I finished last week’s blog; Posted it; Did a little meditation; Centered myself; Listened to some vibey ass tunes on the way to work. I was in a good space … A really good space … I was primed, ready, and centered. And then … I let someone knock … Continue reading Don’t Let ‘Em Kill Your Vibe
Have you ever consciously reinvented yourself? Not in a gradual way like we do as we age and mature though. What I’m talking about is literally sitting yourself down and saying, “Girl! Yes, you girl over there in the mirror. It’s time for a change.” I have. And I’m about to do it again. Why? … Continue reading Who I am – VS – Who I Want to Be
I’ve had a hell of a two weeks, y’all! *fake faints to add a little drama to that statement. Now, I won’t bore you with the details of the shenanigans I had to endure, because the important part of this story is that I’ve been drowning in a sea of insurance companies, car salesmen, and … Continue reading I Ain’t No Punk B****!
I’m fat. Maybe not fat af. But I definitely have to buy new jeans every few months because my thighs rubbing together thins the fabric. And I definitely make sure my bra sits far enough on my back to keep my back fat contained ... And I definitely have to push my boobs down to … Continue reading I’m a Fat Chick
I love people. I really do. I try to spread my sunshine and rainbows and all of that good stuff. But there are some people in this world that are so allergic to positivity and productivity that it makes you want to throat punch them with your gauntlet of good vibes. For the sake … Continue reading I Can’t Stand Y’all
This week’s lesson is less about what I learned about me this week … And more about what I learned about the world. You know, like a proverbial light bulb moment, only this light bulb was turned out a while ago. In fact, I wrote a whole blog about this light bulb moment last year, called … Continue reading My Struggle, My Identity, My Life is NOT FOR SALE!