WELCOME TO MY SPOT!

WELCOME TO MY SPOT!

If you were invited here, I only have one rule......be you, but be kind.

Remember these are my personal reflections and thoughts.
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I welcome you.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

The Fabulous Introduction of Ms. Hydie

Have you ever gotten to a point where you become the scary kind of crazy? I mean like deliriously, see red, laughing uncontrollably, bonafide CRRRRAAZY (yes all caps kind of crazy)? That's the good kind! That's the kind of crazy where other people might want to leave the room but not me! I want to get some popcorn because I know it's going to be good show.

Now when I'm on the other side of crazy and I am the player not the spectator, I start an uncontrollable laughter because I know how this is gonna play out in my head and that's sane part of me coming forth to show the preview, while the insane part is on the other side plotting all sorts of evil.

I was listening to a sermon where my Pastor advises the married men in the congregation to keep their wives talking if they are angry. He says that if they get quiet, you will have major problems on your hands and you don't know what they are thinking...and you don't want to find out! Obviously he was a victim.

But for victims to be, there is help! Look for the signs. The laughing, pacing back and forth, fidgeting, and the most noticeable, key phrases. A key phrase is the prompt a victim gets right before the camel's back breaks. When you hear my speedy, but clam, "Oh, OK" in a high pitch, please BEWARE! Furniture is about to start moving. Spectator - Get the popcorn! Victim - Get OUT!

Not many times has Ms. Hydie come to the forefront but my victim has a permanent scar that serves a reminder to this day an introduction was warranted. And although Hydie is not someone many people will get to meet, I still consider her to be my girl.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Hello World!



At the age of 16 I had one of these. Now the dictionary defines it as being upper-class or wealthy. We were neither. LOL! My parents were middle-class and far from snobby. Well, thinking about my parents...extremely far from snobbish. I made my debut through the church anyway. That was my first debut. I think for women we have many throughout our lifetime. We are constantly presenting to society. We debut our careers, our first-born, our friendships, our religion, even our love is a debut. We have lots to offer to the world, and such drama queens we can be!


Today I would like to present a new me, better yet, a renewed me. This presentation is one that I won't introduce with an elaborate ball or sounding of the trumpets, nothing like that. I will introduce it with the utmost subtlety. You will see a change in me, if you knew me already. I love the potential. I embrace the idea of this renewed confident intellectually thinking, self assured, fine woman I am ready to present.

Friday, January 06, 2012

Recap

I was reading my past blogs over the years and you know what I think? 
LOL!