How I spent my summer…..

If you went on exotic trips this summer and baked in the sun while drinking adult beverages then good for you! I played the role of mary poppins this summer. I spent my short 5 week vacation organizing my house and tackling DIY projects. Who have I become? Although I do not think I am naturally an organized person, I know that I function better when I am and so does my household. Shout out to blogger Mattie James for teaching me about batch processing. She meant it as a tool for consistent blogging but I put that batch on everything. Work outfits, short person outfits, meals,  snacks and sometimes blogging too…LOL. My mommy brain and household are in  alignment more since it’s implementation.

My Presence is a Present.

My mother in love turned 63 over the summer. She likes money so that is what my husband and I usually give her. This time I got creative and made her a money-box. Any youtube video can show you how and then you sprinkle your own cootie juice to the flavoring. I went to bank and got 63 dollars bills. Then I taped all the dollar bills together with clear tape. I recommend wrapping the money around an old toilet tissue roll to keep things in place. I stuffed it in an old tissue box and fill up any empty space with colored tissue paper. Then I had the time of my life decorating the tissue box. I have no idea where the pics of the finished product are. Trust me it was a hit. Next time I will add affirmations and/or fond memories of the person I’m creating the box for. Notes will be sprinkled in between the money.

Reclaiming My Time!

Trying to find something underneath my bathroom sink was like sticking my hand in a treasure chest and hoping for the best. No one wants to live like this, especially when I simply want a makeup wipe to remove the day. So I fixed it. I down sized my products, made a quick run to Bed Bath and Beyond and my world has changed. If I’m looking for something, I look under my sink and I can find it. It has improved my quality of life by providing me time. I'm out here like Auntie Maxine reclaiming my time. Click To Tweet

 

Slime Time!

My favorite way to spend time is with my short human. We worked on skills for school. Yes, I’m that mother, we do school work in the summer time. But I am also the mother who likes to make up songs and have improvisational dance parties in the kitchen. We spent this summer making slime. I haven’t perfected the recipe and we have to add food coloring because color makes everything better but we made some. We tried, got dirty and had fun and then summer was over. So glad I made time for the people who matter most!

Until next time, namaste.

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Hi sister, it’s nice to meet you.

I feel like I need to add a new tab to my blog called healing daddy issues. This is important work especially for those of us raising boys. I do believe King was sent to me to initiate that process. An unexpected consequence of fostering a relationship with my father is developing new relationships with siblings.

Surprise! I have two sisters. I met one this spring at her high school graduation. I was hesitant to go because I didn’t want to ruin her day. My father encouraged me to go. I wasn’t convinced that this was a good idea. You know me, I had a few questions. Would she be willing to meet another time? Does her Momma know I’m coming? Would meeting me make he anxious on her special day?

The baby bro calls asking me if I’m going. I started in with my questions and he promptly interrupted me by the second one. He suggested we call her and ask directly. Baby bro is a genius. Little sis followed up with me asking for my mailing address to send an invitation. It was settled. I was going.

I planned on meeting her after the graduation but fate would have it that we bumped into to each other during a bathroom run. She was sweet and embraced me. She looked very pretty. My dad makes good looking kids.

After the graduation there was a bunch of hurry up and wait. Dad tried to find little sis in crowd of people to take pictures. Baby bro and I hung around telling bad jokes. Here is an example:

Baby bro: If we grew up together you would be more fun.

Me: If we grew up together you would be more responsible.

The best humor stings. We all ended up at the graduation party which you know had me nervous. Then I found out it was out doors. It’s not that I don’t like nature, I respect mother earth and everything. It’s just that I don’t respect the mosquitos who feast on my body. I always leave outdoor events itchy and swollen. It was a lovely event and baby sister’s mother was especially kind to me. She asked about King and asked my opinion on the college little sis  was attending. By the end of our pleasant convo I promised I would keep an eye on her for the next 4 years.

Baby sis has sisters she grew up with. Of all the things I made up to worry about, I never concerned myself with the personalities of my sister’s sister. Big personality asked in a very loud voice if little sis wanted to help her STEP sister get some food. Both my father and little sis corrected her to say “half”. The odd thing is that big personality and little sis are also half sisters. Why did BP make such a big deal about that? I didn’t know but I took note.

While seated at a table with baby bro, dad, his wife and my husband; BP once again starts to loud talk. She turns around a points to baby bro and says to a guest “and that’s little sister’s brother.”

She turns back to her guest but not before making eye contact with me. Baby bro chuckles and says, “I see you have a fan.”

The husband was being super sweet and supportive or maybe he was just making sure I didn’t show out. Pranayama is a magical thing. Thank everything thats holy I have been doing my work. My little sister will be an hour away from me starting in September. I’m looking forward to getting to know her.

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Girls Trip: Movie Review

Before I actually talk about the movie I want to talk about the women that showed up to watch the movie. The day before the movie was released I tried to get tickets to go see it with my girlfriends. It was sold out. Then my husband and I decided to make it an early date night. We went to the 6:45 show. We arrived at 6:25 and there was not a decent seat left. We usually split up. Someone takes the concession line and the other finds an end seat. When I go to the movies by myself, I don’t have these problems because I bring my own snacks. There are levels to this.

Anyway, people were saving rows of seats with purses and sweaters. Annoyed, I found seats in the

Doing the most….

front of the theatre and in the middle of an aisle. The husband was heated. This also may not be a thorough review because I only heard 1/4th of the dialogue. Negroes like to talk to the screen and laugh longer than the joke requires. I paid my money to hear what was being said but I guess nobody cares about that.

The movie is hilarious. The stand out actress is Tiffany Haddish. Her career is about to take off. I don’t know how much she is really acting versus how much is just her being herself. She ain’t got no worries. Tyler Perry will keep her employed. Exhibit A:

It was great to see some of our favorite black actors together again. Queen Latifah and Jada Pinkett Smith are a recipe for success. Lorenz Tate gives us all the nostalgic feels and who doesn’t love Regina Hall?

For the eye candy we have Kofi Siriboe who is slowly coming for Idris’ spot. Along with the stellar cast; the plot also has substance.

The movie reminded me that women should make friendship a priority. Your girlfriends are the first relationships you have but it gets pushed to the back burner for spouses and children. Sisterhood is important for mental health.

Strong platonic bonds make life meaningful. I am also reminded that errybody got problems. No matter how your life looks from the outside looking in, there are always cracks in the wall. That is what makes us human, imperfection. It is important to be authentic in our friendships. When we are authentic, we can be vulnerable, when we are vulnerable, we grow. Trust is also important in friendship. A true friend knows where the bodies are buried. They will not tell your secrets or throw past transgressions in your face.

All of these aspects of friendship were explored in Girls Trip under a comedic guise, which is also important. My friends are funny, all in different ways, sometimes without trying. We have got this one life, it should be fun!

If you have girlfriends that are authentic, trustworthy and hilarious; cherish them, you are a rich woman.

Epilogue:

At the end of  movie when the ladies front line dance down New Orleans’ streets, an audience member got up out her seat and joined them. She told us she would show us how it really should be done and asked “anyone have a white rag.”

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How to survive a road trip with a 4 year old.

My first road trip with King occurred when he was a toddler and we travelled from Virginia to Kentucky. This is a ten hour drive. With the short person it was fourteen. After one of the stops King refused to get back into the carseat. His back stiffened refusing to move. Then his entire body went limp. I couldn’t blame him, we were ill prepared.

My mother, King  and I just got back from a road trip. Based on this experience, I have figured out that the trip should correspond to the child’s age. King is four so roads trips including him should be no longer than four hours. Now enter Big momma, yemoja energy into the room. Yeye bullied me into taking a 6 hour trip to Charolette, North Carolina to visit my great aunt. My great aunt is the oldest living relative out of the 9 children my great grandmother gave birth to. She is 89; she can out walk you, will fight you to wash the dishes and expects to be carried to the hairdresser every two weeks to cover her gray.

For this trip I tried to be a little more prepared. We still had to make more stops than usually making the trip 7 hours instead of 6.  First tip, pack snacks! This seems obvious but being trapped in a car with a short person who is confined to a car seat will require food. Lots of food! If you think you have over packed, pack some more. I made turkey sandwiches, packed apple sauce, oranges, graham crackers, carrots, yogurt, granola, juice and water. That was for King alone. Then I packed snacks for Yeye and I. We had two bags full of snacks.

Invest in electronics. More than one option is preferable because kids like options. Again for emphasis, it is necessary since they are trapped in a carseat. King had his personal ipad kindle and we bought a portable dvd player. Also make a child friendly playlist so that you can sing songs together to past the time. King’s favorite song right now is “Larry Boy”. It’s very catchy and reminds me of a show tune but after hearing it for the 413th time, I’m good on family road trips for the rest of the summer.

I also recommend buying a backseat organizer so that your backseat won’t end up looking like the inside of a dump truck. I still haven’t figured out how to NOT have french fries buried in every crevice. Not eating in the car is not a reasonable option when you’re stuck in traffic with a hungry and tired child. To remedy this King vacuums my backseat every weekend. He thinks its fun and I revel in it. I know there will come a time where he will abhor doing any chore I request of him.

 

Also, make frequent bathroom stops. Even if the short person says they don’t have to go, insist that they try. I guarantee you that ten minutes after you leave the rest stop your child will start whining that they have to go pee. For my very trill parents bring along a portable toilet if you wish. That life is not for me. I have a boy so he can piss on the street if I’m under pressure………. judge yourself!

Thanksgiving will probably be the first time King travels on a plane. Moms (or Dads) out there do you have any tips? Leave them in the comments. And remember, I love you and want the best for you. Namaste!

 

 

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