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Lisa Raye~ www.JemsLifeForASPS.org

In Take 2: Film/TV Reviews on 29 April 2011 at 12:02 am

Episode 1: My Intro to Lisa Raye

Episode 2: Take 2, Literally

Episode 3: What Chilli Wants?

Episode 4: Birth of a Runner

Just ready to see this week’s episode… nothing special to say before hand.

Take 2 in 5, 4, 3, 2, 2, 2, 2, #ALLWHITEDiamonds

I simply LOVE watching Lisa Raye in the kitchen with her mother!!! Those are moments that I wish that I could have had with my mother, so I am more than jealous. *Sigh* Wait til you all read my book when it gets finished.

I simply, Simply LOVE the t-shirt that they gave her for her birthday that said “My friends call me Lisa Raye” LMAO!!!! I simply AGREE with Lisa Raye about the black attributes that people only applaud when someone else has it. She mentioned Bo Derrick’s braids and she mentioned Kim Kardashian’s ass. Yeh, it only becomes a big deal when people do what we have done for centuries and what we do/have naturally…. but PLEASE don’t get me started on this. The next time I see a KKK member… I’m gonna wish him skin cancer as he tries to get my natural melanin….lol.

Sidebar: Okay, so this whole “Stacy lost Lisa Raye’s Louis luggage” thing is getting on my GOT DAMN NERVE! Okay, let me put this in perspective. Rewind with me now. The first episode, Lisa Raye asked if the airline had lost Stacy’s luggage and then made the remark ” Let me not put that in the universe. But at least I’ve got mine”. I’m begging you, watch the reruns with me, Lisa Raye is HOLDING HER OWN LUGGAGE while she makes that statement and she is talking about celebrities showing up in town at airports. Now, as fans are requesting pictures and autographs, clear as day, the cameraman catches a glimpse of Lisa Raye walking away from her bag and it is in every shot in the background as she takes pics with fans. You can see the luggage behind them unattended. LISA RAYE walked off from her own bag.  And I must make the connection to the episode with her make-up artist, where she offered to carry her make-up artist’s bags for her. So you can carry someone else’s bags but you cannot carry your OWN and then you get made because someone else didn’t check YOU for your OWN bag? Get out of here on that.  So, be grown, and carry your own shit!

But at least I am glad that Lisa Raye and Stacy got over it and that they have moved on from this. It was a learning experience

Wait… did Quincy just say that he has Herpes Complex 10 because Lisa Raye kissed him? LMAO! I love that man! Lawd knows that I do!. And Lisa Raye said hat they fight like cats and cats.

But wow!! Lisa is 43 and truth be told…. she doesn’t look a day over 29. And I am not trying to gas her up…. but truth be told. I need to het on my Lisa Raye game…lol.

Jemisha’s (sp) fundraiser was a very WONDERFUL idea. But wait, what kind of treatment is going to be performed for her Sarcoma Cancer(sp) that could help Jemisha that she can only get in Germany? I will continue to send prayers in her direction. I wish that there was a website that we could go to so that us regular people could send money to support Jemisha. I want to support and send funding support DIRECTLY to her. Will inquire as to where I can do that. I mean, a sister aint balling outside of a budget, but every little bit counts and I think that I could skip a few meals to make sure she has a fight chance. What? SHut up… you would get sentimental too if you were human. I just don’t dog people out via my blog and in real life all the damn time. I have a heart….and I want to help. So, get ya game up and help too.

I LOVE Jemisha’s look that she is rocking for her fundraiser. JUST GORGEOUS!!!!! Yummy… DeRay Davis. I have some back story on that man there! lol Don’t worry… nothing scandalous, just a story on how I first met him while I was at Auburn University…but I digress. Glad that he is hosting this fundraiser with Lisa Raye. ANd the man who gave $200 is fine as hellllllllll………. NAWL!!! Elise Neal is in a girl group called Elise & Assorted Flavors? Okay, maybe I would have has to hear that in real-time. Or replay. Ummmmm…yeh. Okay, this comedian, Donovan, talking about the lace fronts is funny. He can stay.

AHAHAHAHAHAHA! They didn’t have to clown dude that they called Hustle Simmons. lmao! But he did look like how Russel would look if he were tall and fine. What? I’m just saying. Damn, Brooke Valentine?!!!! Where has she been? Girl Fight was my joint back in the day; that and MisBehavin’s Beat that Bitch with a Bottle. Okay… Ummm I should have been paying attention to KD/Katy Aubert or whoever that was, but I was so distracted by the cameraman all up in her crotch!

WOW!!! Management is paying for Jemisha’s flight over to Germany. Man, I really feel like I should do something. This is just beautiful. Dont ever let it be said that black people can’t get together for a cause without being arrested or shot 9 times. We have our moments,and this was a moment to be proud of! I salute Jemisha!

Okay, so they did give a link where we could donate to the cause for Jemisha if we so choose. The link is: www.JemsLifeForASPS.org

All jokes, and freedom of speech aside, I am making a vow to go and donate SOMETHING to this cause. If you do nothing else…..please go make a donation. Hell, you all don’t leave comments below so you can use that time to go make a donation. And no, I don’t know her….and I don’t have to know that I want to help.

Next Week: HOLD THE HELL UP!!!!!! Is my husband on next week’s episode! Yes, you didn’t know. I am married to Chef G Garvin in my head. And no… it is not my inner fat girl speaking…. this is my Southern woman recognizing a beautifully crafted and talented gentleman!!! Lawd have mercy!!! See y’all next week…lol

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

 

 

 

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

Lisa Raye~Birth of a Runner

In Take 2: Film/TV Reviews on 25 April 2011 at 12:06 am

Episode 1: My Intro to Lisa Raye

Episode 2: Take 2, Literally

Episode 3: What Chilli Wants?

So, last week was one of those shows where I had to face what was going on in my life as I blogged. Yes, it is hard to know that I am in the same boat as a woman who is beautiful as hell….and know that she will get a relationship before me.  And not to mention that the entire week was filled with a ton of relationship challenges….the guys that I came in contact with last week challenged me to the core.

With all of that being said…. I hope that this week’s episode does NOT make me look inside of myself.  Well, let’s go.

Take 2 in 5, 4, 3, 2, 2, 2, 2, #Diamond

I know that I just said Take 2 above…..but that was Thursday when I thought I was ready to write this. So, to say that I am late in writing this would be an understatement. I am sooooooooo sick that it is not even funny. I hate spring and I hate that if I think about getting sick…..I am down for 3 weeks. So, to everyone who was looking for this to be posted on Friday, my deepest apologies. Please know that I have been well medicated, dehydrated, and plain knocked the hell out and preparing for Easter Sunday. I would have rather been writing this.

Now that it is Sunday and I just woke up from a coma after church at 10pm after only an hour or so of sleep from last night…yadda yadda, yadda….I figured I could write this before The Borgias came on.

Take 2 (Literally) in 5, 4, 3, 2, 2, 2, 2, #AllWhite

Okay, so Lisa Raye is running her first 5k marathon for the Susan G Komen: Race for the Cure. Hmmm…. I will take Lisa Raye’s cue and I will begin to condition myself to run my first 5k marathon all the way through by spring races in 2012. I think that is a believable time frame, right? And so does her trainer not have a last name?

Okay, so remember the cousin that lost the suitcase? Isnt that her assistant? Why have we not seen her since they have returned from Puerto Rico? Did she fire the poor girl? And truth be told….. karma is a bitch. Because watching all of those reruns of that episode Lisa Raye did joke about her cousin losing her bag and boasting about how she had hers. And in several shots when the fans are taking pics….the Louis V suitcase is visibly in the background, and not even Lisa Raye is near the bag, but….I digress.

Now, on to this new stylist. Wait, back up. Joe eXclusive……I don’t know if his outer appearance would have made me trust him enough to even give him an opportunity to dress me, but I guess I could learn not to judge a bargain basement book by its cover. What? You thought that just because it was Easter that I would be easy on him? BWAHAHAHAHAHAH! You know better. Okay, back to this new stylist. Her name is Okera. She pronounces is Oh-k-ear-ah. Cute. Too close to okra to keep my humor in tact. BUUUUUUUT!

I love her mother’s house….the little bit that we got to see. And the dog, Diamond…is so cute. Now, if i could get my dog, Stanely Blu to give a high-five he will be the coolest dog in the neighborhood…lol. Right now he’s smart, but too smart for his own good…lol. Wow… how about I am just now learning about Circle of Promise….wait, no, I take that back. I remember Gabrielle Union mentioned it on The Mo’Nique Show. My Aunt Sharon, is a survivor of breast cancer… so to watch this episode hits home for me, too. Now, Lisa Raye putting on make-up to run a race continues to remind me that there will be something that I dont understand about her in every episode….lol. I guess it is a celebrity thing. But I do see Lisa Raye caring for her make-up artist touched me so very much. THAT is not a celebrity thing, that is a human thing. Those are moments that I love to see in Lisa Raye.

Man, I am watching them run and I am wondering….why are they running so damn fast!!! Slow it down people… I am getting tired just watching them. I would do what I call the “fat girl shuffle”, that’s more of an accelerate walk …less of a jog yet more than a walk. But I applaud her for her effort. Lawd….did I promise to be able to do that by next Spring?  YEA!!!!!!!!! Lisa Raye finished the race!!!!!!!! That really touched me. Okay… so yes, I can do it! Well… I learned a ton from this episode….can’t wait for the next.

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

Lisa Raye~What Chili Wants?

In Take 2: Film/TV Reviews on 15 April 2011 at 4:02 pm

Episode 1: My Intro to Lisa Raye

Episode 2: Take 2, Literally

        So, today I feel HORRIBLE! I think that death came and raped me last night and left me with all kinds of illnesses…lol. All curable, of course, but still illness just the same. My head hurts, ear is throbbing, TMJ on the brink of world domination…you name it, I’ve got it. So I went to work late and left early. I slept from 4:30pm until around 11:30pm……and I woke up so that I could blog about the Real McCoy. So y’all better appreciate this mess!

Take 2 in 5, 4, 3, 2, 2, 2, 2, #Lights,Camera,Diamond

        Okay… sooooo there is something to be said about how sick I am. I forgot to set my DVR and sooooo I have to wait until later today for it to come back on. I apologize for being late, y’all. Blame it on death and not my heart…lol.

        So, I have been sick all day, I slept, worked from home for a minute, went back to sleep and woke up in enough time to catch it at 3pm.

        Well, Well, Well. I need to find out more information about Divas Simply Singing event and The Diva Foundation founded by the all around diva herself, Sheryl Lee Ralph. This is the first time that I have ever heard of this event, and what a great way for me to do it. I have a great suggestion for the organization and I wonder if I can get it to her. But for those who have not watched this show yet,Divas Simply Singing is an event that raises funding, provides testing, and information for AIDS/HIV testing.

        And I get the whole entire scene with Lisa Raye crying when Sheryl talks about finding her blessing in her husband, Vicent. Sheryl said that people have to stop saying that there are no good men out there in the world and begin to understand that you just havent come across yours. And the whole” we can be Betty White” joke when Lisa Raye said that she isn’t getting any younger stung.  This week of all weeks is NOT the week that I needed to watch this particular episode. I understand why Lisa cried, I wanted to cry too. I feel like every time I lift my head up I am hearing another guy tell me that I am not what he is looking for. I have heard every reason in the book. So Lisa Raye, honey, when you want to cry again…call me and I’ll bring Ben & Jerry…lol. We’ll both find our guy one day while our ovaries are still functioning….at least mine.

        Now, the two of them heading over to the Shawn MacKenzi Agency to see a matchmaker made me cry laughing. So, does Jasmine Diaz, the matchmaker, ask everyone the same questions, or was that asked just for the show? But, I must disagree with Lisa about money being the top of my list. But again, she and I are two different people, so I can’t judge it…. I just don’t agree or understand it. I agree whole heartedly, the size of the penis does not matter to me as long as you have enough not to pee on your nuts but enough to work it. Too much penis looks nice, but it hurts and is useless, so men need to get that out of their minds. Only loose women, women who started off with huge penises, and damaged women actually like the gigantic penises. And I know they will tell me otherwise, but I want what works for me…and huge doesn’t work for me.  Wait… did Lisa just say that she wake Quincy up every day….naked? lmao! All that view wasted on a gay man. The world is so cruel…lol.

Now….WHAT the hell is Joe eXclusive?!!!! People actually let that man look like that? I mean, I am all for self-expression, but self-destruction… your friends need to produce an intervention!!!!  This blonde hair and nails on this highway tar black man is not working for me. An amber brown is the lightest that he should EVER go. But who am I to judge…again…I just dont get it.

Okay, so….Lisa Raye is at Meso Solutions to get her cupping done. She has all of these cups on here and they suck the fat cells up to the surface to erase the cellulite dimples that appear. And she even got a butt lift, naturally with this suction action. Hmmm….let me google how much this technique actually costs…..brb. Boo, hiss. I was able to find spas who do it, but no price was included. Moving on.

        I loved how Lisa Raye helped to raise money for The Diva Foundation. It was hilarious to watch her make people give money into the hat, auction style. I saw B. Scott through the curtain, the guy who played John Coffee, and many more. It makes me wonder can regular people come to this event as well. Hmmmm… Is that Omarosa?

       On to the date. WOW! Okay, so she is like me. I, too, hate roses. But can I get a guy who wants to send me a lilly…hell, a flower period.  J. Alexander Martin, the owner of FUBU is Lisa Raye’s blind date. And he has never been married, and doesn’t have any children running around and he is sitting there waiting for Lisa Raye. HOLD THE HORSES! J. Alexander said that he loves Lisa Raye because she is a sign of the women from his generation; she is ghetto and bourgsie (sp). But for Lisa said that it is easier for men to eat sushi because they eat pussy all the time….smdh. I swear, why can she get away with saying stuff like that?  And J.Alexander is the perfect gentleman from what I saw. I wish that there were more guys like him floating around in my area. And if there are….where can I find them? *Sigh* See, this show hit too close to home this week. LAWD!!! Give me something that I can judge and criticize…lol. I have more fun judging….lol.

       Okay, this was a great episode, something that I needed to see.  But it does remind me of What Chili Wants….lol

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

So-Shall Experience:Disabling Your Ability

In So-Shall Experience on 11 April 2011 at 12:02 am

       Every day I go to the restroom I notice that in order to enter the restroom you have to pull the door open and in order to leave it you must push. Simple, right? Then why the need for a blog? Well, it has been slowly bothering me. Those same days that I go there are women who are 100% capable of reaching out for the door handle and pushing it who opt out to use the “Disability” automatic door opener button.  Why?

        I say why for several reasons when opening the door. The most obvious is that you are NOT disabled. Secondly, you already have germs from around the office, from the time you snuck and picked your but, the time you quickly picked yuor nose and ate it, etc already on your hand…..so would reaching for the door handle kill you? No, it wouldnt. Because in all actuallity you may wish to wash your hands before walking into a stall so that you do not place foreign germs in crevices of privacy. But judging from the nasty bitches who already dont wash their hands upon completion…. as mentioned in my Oh, So You Nasty Huh? blog….this is a far fetched option. But why has it become the norm for able persons to use the disabled buttons? I hate it when they do this at the mall just because they dont feel like opening the door and then it becomes shorted out or broken all together for the times that actual disabled persons really need it. Isnt this a sign of political incorrectness or the lack of sensitivity? Shouldnt we have some sensitvity training?

        Now, upon exiting the restroom, should you be one of the 5 in th ebuilding who actually wash your hands….the door pushes out…..why use the disability button? When I leave, i use my foot at the base of the door and kick it open, or I do the hip lean into the door. But it has never dawned on me to use a disability button when I am capable and able to find other means to open the door.

        I know that I may not be the only one who is bothered by this, but I just had to speak on it while I thought about it. Have we as a society become so lethargic that we have begun to find even more ways of not to be active? I mean, this is new heights of inactivity. Imagine how many calories could be added up in the year that a person could have lossed if they had actually pulled or pushed the door open every single time the go to the restroom. Again, I know this is far fetched but it is a start. Every little bit adds up , right? And I know that we have a disabled co-worker on our floor and , to me, she should be the ONLY one to use that button unless someone becomes temporarily physically challenged and not just lazy. This is so Wall-E if I ever saw it!

        I know that this is far fetched too, but I think that those buttons should be chip activated and only disabled persons should be able to swipe a disability issued card past the button in order to activate the door. I know a ton of people who would be pissed at the fact that they had to now actually use the appendages that were issued to them for the very purpose of pushing and pulling. Well…. I know this was random….but it is what it is. Now….please use your ability while you have it.

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

The Real McCoy~Take 2, Literally

In Take 2: Film/TV Reviews on 8 April 2011 at 12:10 am

Season 2-

Episode 1: My Intro to Lisa Raye

Okay, so…. is it normal for two episodes to come back to back or is it just because it is the season premiere? Either way, I am enjoying watching

Take 2….Literally!

Okay. I am understanding the interview portion with Jackie Reid.

Quincy’s face is hilarious when she said “homo” bag…lol.  Okay, now when Lisa Raye  must have the STRONGEST ankles in the world for her to double dutch in 4 inch heels!!! lol. Patrick ( the housekeeper) cracked me up jumping rope. But hell… she did it!!!! Let my ass try that shit. All kinds of joints would be broken and fractured.

Okay, she said that she needs to put on her work wig? Umm… have we seen Lisa Raye’s real hair? And by real I mean not purchased, borrowed with a follicle origination from her scalp. I mean, she is beautiful either way, in my eyes, but……what does she look like unaltered?! I digress.

I am really, really loving her wanting to take on action. Now, I must be honest… I am going to need to see her not playing a damsel in distress. LLS!!!! Her with this huge ass wig on is killing me!!!!!! It is so funny!!! I didnt know that she was this corny yet comical! She is hilarious!!! hahahahah I love it! Her combat training was fun to watch. I really do hope that she sticks with it.

LMAO!!! Quincy said that he was forced to be there.  LMAO!!! As soon as Lisa found out that the BBs could hit her in the face she about changed her damn mind. lol. She said ” Now look, I work with my face.” Well, this is what you decided to do to train. Angelina wouldnt care. She would have hopped right in and kept it moving. Sooooooo get to it , woman! Leh Go! Hell… I want to go to CQB‘s training facility!!! They are making this look so fun!!!

hahahah Lisa said that Tom fell like baby Huey!! hahahahahah They didnt cover a “man down” situation..lol. HILARIOUS!!!

ANOTHER JEAN LINE?!

Dear Celebrity, can you please market other items that we, as a community, need? Just asking.

Okay, I understand that she needs a line for people with booties. And as a chronic sufferer and the CEO of Donk Deficiency Anonymous, I do not feel her pain. BUT, I do know that there is a market for people who need jeans to fit. So, I am not knocking your hustle…. just saying that we have seen this hustle remixed more times than Diddy appears on his artists’ tracks.

Yes, I am laughing, just a little at the flat assed girl on the front row. I’m not pointing her out… just know that when you see it, or if you saw it… you will know. LMAO!!! I love the White girl with the ass. hahahah Lisa Raye had to ask her if she was white…hahaha. Priceless! Wait, did this girl just do a toe-touch after her number was called? smdh. Man, I am really hating that this white girl has more ass than I do. lol.

Next Week: Umm… the whole date situation and her commentary.  SMDH. I’ll save my thoughts for next week!

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

200 Men Said…. Get Tested

In 200 Men Said.... on 4 April 2011 at 12:02 am

        First, before you read this, read my blog from last Monday~> Writer’s Block: Tsion the Wordsmith~Miss Valentine .

        As a female who lives in the AIDS/HIV Capital of the U.S.A,Washington, D.C.,  I am sooooooo big on this topic that you wouldn’t even believe the efforts that I go through to make sure that women understand what they are putting their bodies up for when having sex. I have to be up front ladies… the condom is NOT the man’s responsibility….alone. You, too, need to have two of each size condom ( just in case he should come up short) and you should also have dental dam. If the phrase “dental dam” just made you tilt your head Scooby style, then honey, you need to STOP having sex immediately because you are missing very important elements of sex education and sex preparation.

       Yes, I am grown enough to know that everyone is not safe all of the time. Now that we all have admitted to it, what do we plan to do about it? Ladies, how do you plan to protect yourself? As a woman, there have been times when I have gone and gotten tested and found out that my guy had sex with an ex the day I got tested which voided the results he showed me. Or the guy’s wife ( who lived in another state) saw pics of us on Myspace and wanted to know what i was doing with her husband….and I didn’t even know he was married…did I mentioned she lived in another state?! Or being with a guy who reveals that he use to like men. I don’t judge him… but this is information you need to tell me BEFORE we head down this road. So you see, preparing yourself with knowledge about your partner is just as important as if you put a condom in your purse or wallet. You need BOTH to be safe in the game of sex. Nothing is guaranteed. NOTHING!

        Using a condom but having oral sex without a dental damn makes about as much sense as you getting gas and pulling off with the tank wide the fuck open. Yes, I’m being a hypocrite…but, as a reformed hypocrite I have seen the errors of my ways and I wanted to step forth and be brave enough to talk about it. So yes, I get tested before EVERY guy I am with. Yes, I only have ONE sexual partner in a 12 month period….NO EXCEPTIONS! This is what I do, but even this is not enough if I don’t know the status of my partner. I need solid proof, like seeing his results or going to get tested with him. So, this is why I am celibate and have been for quite some time. I might set a fire if I cross my legs, but at least I am healthy.  HIV NEGATIVE!!!!!!

So, I asked my 200 men the following question: 

HIV/AIDS is high in certain communities. How often do you get tested? Have you ever gotten tested BEFORE sex with a person? DO you do the mouth swab or blood test?

And they came back with the following answers.

  • Prestige “The One And Only”: Every three months, blood test.
  • Allen Ozark: Yup Tested. Nope, not positive. in fact i have NEVER had any kind of STD … EVER! and i never will! I understand the whole aids / std epidemic, but i just don’t understand the whole aids / std epidemic. a true gentlemen never infects others.
  • Lateef25: Every six months
  • *~ MR SPONTANEOUS ~*!!PEACE!!: I get tested often, but it’s a requirement with my job to get tested every year. They have always taken my blood. I would not have unprotected sex without knowing the other person’s status.
  • Aries Brotha: At least one a year. Yes. And it’s a rather moot right now as i’ve decided to reframe from having sex. Just dating.
  • Kip S: I get tested every year. Yes, I’ve gotten tested before and after sex, typically blood test.
  • RANDELL the caribbean prince[R]: well i only have one partner at a time. I don’t sleep around but i get tested every six months
  • K-LUST THE WILDEST MOUTH!: I HAVE BEEN TESTED. AIDS FREE. I USE THE SWAB AND I HAVE HAD MY BLOOD TESTED. MOST RECENT TEST WAS LAST YEAR!! JUNE. IMMMM SAFE!!!!! SO LETS GET IT INNN!! LOL
  • ”DUKE” BANNER: YES I ALWAYS GO TO THE DOCTOR EVERY SIX MONTHS. I HAVE RA AND I GO TO MY CARDIOLOGIST I WAS POISON HAD GOT REAL SICK

And then ladies, you have men who respond like this:

  • Pete E.: not in my community

       Yes, he did say that AIDS does not exist in his community. I hit him up and pressed further. He said that no one where he lives has AIDS or HIV and he would know so this doesn’t concern him. I tried to press further but he just wanted to holla at me. Did he really think that he could get my number after a response like that? SIKE!

        And you know that now and then you will run into the religious aspect of a question like this. But trust me when I tell you, NOTHING, and I mean NOTHING, could have prepared me for this particular religious spin on getting tested for HIV/AIDS:

  • www. twitter. com/kingdomgate_ent: Never got tested nor will I ever! If God is for me who can be against me? Aids is a curse and Jesus already took that to the cross. I just do my part by not putting myself in the judgement seat by sleeping with every woman in site.
  • Me: Hello, I thank you for answering my question about getting tested for HIV/AIDS. Your response is very admirable. I just have to ask one question and I hope that you can answer it to help me better understand your response. You said that you have never gotten tested and nor will you ever. SO my questions are: 1. Do you know that in some states, to get married, you are required to take an AIDS test? 2. Are you a virgin or have you ever had sex before? And it was interesting to listen to the song that is on your page as I write this note. Arise-Cherry Pie. Have a blessed evening.
  • www. twitter. com/kingdomgate_ent: Im not worried about that. Yes I have had sex before,but aids is the last of my concern.
  • Me: Did you use protection when you did have sex before? Sorry to be personal, I just agree with your original comment on some levels and am bothered by them as a woman on another. So, I am just seeking clarification.
  • www. twitter. com/kingdomgate_ent:The difference is I am focused on Jesus and you want to focus on aids, aids is a judgement but people in the Christian world get healed from it everyday. I don’t worry about sickness because I’m not going out sleeping with everyone,or anybody for that matter my past is my past I don’t go digging into it. If there is a church that’s gonna be raptured up who is worried about disease? Jesus nailed disease, sickness, and misery  to the cross for everyone,everybody just doesn’t have the same measure of faith. When you don’t tap into faith you don’t know what you truly have access to in Jesus Christ. 
  • Me: Okay, so… I agree with you on some of it. So are you saying that you are refraining from sex until you get married? And you currently do not know your HIV/AIDS status because you are covered in the favor of God?
  • www. twitter. com/kingdomgate_ent: I’m covered by the blood of Jesus therefore I do know that I don’t have aids,this is not what I think it’s what I know.

        Ummmmm…I am sitting here trying to wipe my face clean but I can’t. He did give me permission to post hit Twitter link, so I did get that clearance. Again, I do understand being covered in the blood of the lamb. But you can NOT make me believe that I can walk outside of God’s kingdom to fornicate and then come back in to behave holier than thou and claim the blood in retrospect. Aint no way! You cant expect to be of the world and be covered by that which is not of that world.  It doesn’t and will NEVER work that way.

        If you behave in the world, you must abide by the rules and laws of that world. Therefore, do not be so afraid to get tested that you run behind the amour of God. I have faith in God to know that I will walk into the testing facility, get tested and be HIV Negative. THAT is how much faith I have. But I am also wise enough to know that if I keep testing God’s patience with my worldly activities that He can use HIV/AIDS to the betterment of His kingdom. So I am not immuned if I dabble in the world while engulfed in lust.  It is all or nothing!

        So ladies, even the religious dudes can get you hemmed up with something you can’t get rid of. So somewhere between you breaking the headboard and singing in the choir on Sunday, BOTH of you need to get tested. I am not judging you for the contradiction, but I am advising you to not continue the contradiction and hide behind faith. It isn’t wise. Protect yourself.

        I’ll never forget sitting at the McDonalds on Alabama Ave SE, D.C. with a coworker when a guy walks up and says, “Hi, my name is Michael. I’m HIV Negative, no kids, own place, and I drive” as he proceeds to pull out his HIV Negative Test results. I COULD HAVE DIED!!!  It was hilarious because it was random, but how scary is it that seeing a man with his HIV Negative results was sexy as shit! Have we reached this point? Soon will we need to have hand-held scanners like the BBM coder to see if the person you are talking to was Negative? I hope not, but stuff like this only happens to me. I swear.  People… You are NOT Magic. You don’t have his money, nor his insurance. WRAP IT UP! GET TESTED! KNOW YOUR STATUS! GET TESTED TOGETHER!!!! Protect yourself first. And anyone who makes a stink about it… tell them to go dry hump cement.

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

Super Head-ish “Pro” vs Kat Stacks-ish “Pro”

In XX Edition: About the Girls on 9 September 2010 at 3:11 pm

**************** Super Head-ish (Smart Pro)           VS.          Kat Stack-ish (Ignant Pro)    *******************
 

So a sexual “pro”, some male celebrities and HOPEFULLY some condoms walk into a hotel room…… LMAO! What follows after that will depend on if you are a smart “pro” or an ignant “pro”. And yes, I said ignant…the kind of person who has yet to earn the missing vowel/consonant. Daily there are business women sleeping their way to the top, street walkers patrolling 18th & K Streets NW better than the Metropolitan Police , and the average ignant female who receives nothing for what she is giving. Who should get more respect?

Disclaimer: I don’t condone ANY of the activities mentioned above, but of course we know that sex sales in this world. Everyone wasnt raised in the church, everyone doesn’t use common sense, and not everyone has the appropriate level of self-pride ( whether too little or bona-fide hubris). This also isn’t as judgmental of a piece as it may appear….but it will state my side very strongly. lol.  You may continue….

Saying that one type of pro is smarter than another would have to be broken down via common sense versus book sense. Common sense would tell you to not engage in the acts that objectify yourself, but many don’t see it as such. Book sense would, AT THE VERY LEAST, tell you to make sure that you are getting paid for inviting others, and sometimes, the world into your physical temple. I can respect a girl who is doing something that I may not agree with if she were in fact doing it for a legit cause and were at least sustaining her life by it. I know the church is gonna scream now… but I could understand a woman feeling at her wits ends and stripping on a pole to put food on her table for her kids or to make it through law school on the right side of justice. I say if the church doesn’t like it, get like a Jehovah’s Witness and beat the streets to get God’s message out to the people. A girl can’t make it to the pole if she’s ducking behind the couch in her living room because a Jehovah’s Witness is peeking through her living room’s bay window intercepting her escape route. What I DONT get is the pro that does this mess for -ish and giggles and/or a Gucci purse. Come on!!! You mean to tell me that you think you are only worth a knock off or $1,000?!!!!! Or free pictures for a portfolio that is being seen only by local dudes claiming to be professionals. Or studio time? It both pains and kills me to see girls plastered half-naked to fully naked on the internet knowing damn well they didn’t get paid for it, their kid’s have unmet medical needs, and they are still living at home with their mother. If you are going to do it…. by all means woman… get paid for it.

Disclaimer #2: I would prefer you not do it at all, but for the sake of this blog….continue….

Super Head was the talk of the town before main stream even knew who she was. She had dirt, had secrets, but she hoarded them all until she found the right medium to profit from her indiscretions. She was a Smart Pro. She knew that people were using her for their own personal gains so why not use herself to rise above it, create a source of income that would allow her to be in charge of her own life. Much like the models who have portfolios filled with naked pictures considered to be high fashion, she didn’t reveal what she had to everyone…her body ….maybe, but definitely not without getting paid. She didn’t reveal her most prized assets to anyone who asked her to do so, she smiled for the camera, she danced to the fronts of scenes…but she made a name for herself in her own right.

Melissa Ford is another smart chick… I don’t use pro, because I don’t know what she did behind closed doors…but people took her to be such. But this woman is BRILLIANT! Have you ever spoken to her on twitter? I promise you that your mouth will fall open. She used one avenue to get into the spotlight and then got out because she didn’t need to stay there. She too may have shown some goods every now and again, but I guarantee you that her self-worth made someone’s pockets hurt. I can respect her. Idolize her? NEVER…. but I do respect her hustle.

Then you flip the rock over… and you find the gutter bugs; the leeches; the Patricks to the Spongebobs of the world; The Below- Average Heads….sorry I couldn’t keep that one in….lmbo! You have the Montana Fishburnes & Kat Stacks of the Dumb Chicks R Us sorority that make you do the Scoobie Doo; ” Rue ,Rue Shaggy?” People who see the end results but never processed the struggle that these women above had to go through. These nuts glorify the world, think it is the rite of passage into whatever fantasy they have, but they failed to plan appropriately. Kat Stacks makes me itch. If I were her, THANK THE LORD THIS IS JUST A SCENARIO…lol…but if I were, I would have saved all of the footage, all of the information and gotten paid to release it. But no, the low-budget minded female reveals it shortly after it occurs. This is what I find disturbing. This is pure business law right here, you supply as long as there is a demand and you never bite the hand that feeds you until you are full and can feed yourself after the bite.

All jokes aside, I am not a saint by any stretch of the imagination, but I just want to take every female who feels she has to show her body off in such negative lights and wrap her in my arms and tell her that she’s beautiful. People don’t say it to one another enough….but I want to run up to little girls in the street and hug them ( hell I just might start) and tell them I love them and they are beautiful..just random teens and let them hear it at least once from someone.  I want them to see beyond the present moment; it’s not art, it can keep you from getting jobs, it can keep you from friendships, it can hinder you from meaningful relationships, and it could put you in danger from the sickos of the world. I would prefer that I never saw another woman posting barely-there pics at all on the net… but if you’re going to do it… at least get paid for it UP FRONT. Dont post it in hopes of being discovered….because people will discover that you are just another female who didn’t have the wherewithal to demand your worth up front. And I know that somewhere deep down you have GOT to think better of yourself than what these pics , poses, and actions portray. I’m starting at home, from my baby cousin, who at the age of 17 keeps posting pics of her with poses from behind and her booty poking out. Every Facebook & Twitter pic gets viewed by me….she is worth MORE than that and she is beautiful and intelligent and I told her to stop making people think that SHE thinks her butt is the best she has to offer. I will fight this cause until she stops or I die… which ever comes first. I can be very annoying. She’s young enough to where she doesnt take offense to me saying it, but rather thinks I am stunting her innocent fun. She can think what she wants…..I will continue to bug every pic she posts.

*sigh*One woman at a time. LEts go!

Sincerely,

~*My Mother’s Daughter*~

Yes, I’m Fat….Thanks for Noticing

In So-Shall Experience on 5 September 2010 at 1:09 pm

There's no hope for me if THIS is considered too fat!

 

AN UNCENSORED WARNING: If you are about to read this..please leave a comment below so I know what you think so I can know what writing works and what doesnt. It simply irks the $#!+ out of me for me to write all this, people read and not respond. Actually, its rude as hell. Now….enjoy.     

My night ended and my day began with the discussion of being the plus size friend. Something that is a bit of a taboo conversation, and depending on what region of the world you’re in,it also has a different source of relevancy. Well, being plus size in the Nation’s capital is like being the lone colored person at the taping of Birth of a Nation; you may have the privilege of being there, but trust me when I tell you that you are nothing more than a prop or hired help. Even yesterday my friends and I had conversations of whether or not I was this guy’s “type”. I explained to them that seldom am I ever anyone’s type. One goes on to tell me that I have to stop thinking that way because it could read on me. I swiftly told her that I never think poorly of myself and that I am the business every time I step my foot on this green earth, but common sense can tell you when a person just isn’t that into you; you recognize that and you keep it moving. Only desperate people stay around when they’re not wanted. Thankfully, I am not that type of woman because knowing when you are not wanted can save you the blunt force of rejection that gets thrusted in your face or stabbed in your back by either a casual flirt or a love interests who subtly or boldly lets you know that its your weight that makes you unattractive.    

Despite any amount of confidence one may have leaving the house, not even your understanding of placing the whole armor of God on could shield you from the source of hate and disgust that could be issued in your direction upon stepping foot off of your personal property. The amount of separation that the world places on plus size people would never equate to the battle of homosexuals or the holocaust, but it does resemble that of the Civil Rights era. Actually, it could be just a tad bit worse because the bigots dont out right express their hatred for you. Brand name stores like LVLX, RAVE, and Vera Wang are encrypted signs that say No Fats allowed, Fit Persons Only. You should check the seat of the sales person’s size 2 panties as she is about to drop a load on herself when a plus size woman enters one of these stores. She tries to both monitor the items that the plus size person has in their arm and remember the politically correct phrasing for reminding the plus size person that their big ass has no home within the walls of this anti-obese clothing facility. Inside, the plus size person wants to scream, “Trick, can I please shop your jewelry in peace?” or “May I please purchase this size zero for a family member or friend without you preparing a eulogy for the zipper without my having even asked for the location of the dressing rooms?” No matter where we go, we are just assumed to be one way rather than being taken on an individual basis.      

I carry the  struggle of weight just like the next plus size person, but I am my own person. I can get up and run a mile without complaining….but who does that for fun? lol. I can teach dance classes for hours without even noticing that this is in fact considered exercise, or walk the mall for hours carrying bags and never once request to sit down from body aches. I am NOT by any stretch of the imagination the most athletic person you will ever meet, but I am also not the laziest. If you were to follow me on any given day you would imagine how a person could move around so much and be my size, just to come to the conclusion of confusion when I tell you that I am both safe and harmed behind the walls of my fat rolls. Here I know that not many people will look my way when standing beside my rather modelesque or regular/average sized friends, but I am also safe from the people who would still overlook my mind and what I have to offer just because they are attracted to my outer presence. So, I don’t know the next person’s battle, but mine is to never be seen as just another ass for another deceptive guy to place on his conquer list. My fat has become my defense mechanism….but here I sit watching the world that I was once a part of wanting to belong to it once more …..just without the risks.      

So, to all the plus size girls out there….I know what it feels like to fall in love with a guy and to be hidden and confined to after dark visits, never introduced to friends or family and treated differently than when you first met. I know what it feels like for people to swiftly push-off your concerns about how the world treats you by telling you that “if its your weight that you feel is the problem, then why not just lose the weight.” I know what it feels like to walk into a club with other plus size friends and hear a guy yell “Damn, there must be a buffet in the back with all of these big bitches coming up in here” or the guy sporting a shirt with the silhouette of a grotesque replica of a plus size girl surrounded by burgers and fries and other carb induced items adorned with the Ghostbusters “No” sign that reads “I don’t do Big Bitches”. Or to be walking with your friends, dressed in your best from head to toe, feeling confident in your decision as you have not fallen into the BGID [Big Girls in Denial] syndrome,you’re properly & proportionately covered and looking dazzling…just to have a guy walk up to you and say “If that’s your best, I don’t want to see your worse” . He then gives his cronies dap and other male bonding gestures that now makes him a man for trying to defeat an innocent woman just because she wasnt aesthetically pleasing to him. Also,I know what it feels like to be out dancing with your friends as a guy walks over to dance with one of the thinner divas, takes her purse and shoes that she was holding in her hand and hands them to you after saying “Here, you can hold this since no one is going to dance with you anyway.” Or to go to a Howard University homecoming and have a guy videotape and joke on another plus size friend that you came with as you jump in the line of the camera’s shot to block and protect your innocent friend from becoming the target of an internet joke fest…just to have her turn on you and say that you don’t understand because you’re smaller than her and not really plus size. What about reading a tweet that says “….. if you let yourself go, dont expect me to hold on.”? And I also know what it feels like to playfully flirt with a friend and watch him turn to every OTHER friend you’re with while your back is turned and attempt to flirt with them, or to sit in the backseat of a car and have that same guy think that you are either stupid enough or blind enough for the dark of night to mask his holding hands with a friend that you just introduced him to as she sits quietly in the front seat with his hand rested on her knee/thigh. I know what it feels like to sit back after all of this has happened and wonder if being thinner would make you visible again or wonder what could be so wrong with you that people don’t properly take your emotions into consideration.      

What I have found after all of this soul-searching is that….. it is not me. Also, it is not my friends’ fault for being who they are. Yet, after all of that you try to compartmentalize the pain that comes with being you…with being a citizen in the land of More of You To Love…just to conclude that there is nothing you can do. I love myself just the way I am and it is wrong of me to let other’s actions in the presence of who I am make me feel as if I am inadequate, or that I am any less of the beautifully God crafted woman who I was intended to be. I deserve respect, I deserve love, and although all of that evades me now…..one day it will come when it is supposed to and I don’t think that me being a smaller size should have anything to do with that match made in heaven occurring for me. In the meantime, I just have to laugh at the many people who overlook the joy that is within me, the intelligence that i house, and the romantic gestures that I wish to one day share with my husband….in a way my size is allowing shallow people to pass me by and in the present mind frame I’m okay with that. My message to the bigots is that I will not try to change you, if you promise not to try to change me. So, with that…I will continue to analyze why these negative comments and actions issued in my direction as if I am not human, not attractive, not capable of understanding that I am being dissed…hurt as much as they do. Why do these comments keep me from socializing on a personal level, reaching outside of my comfort zone and grabbing life by the balls and saying , “Fuck You! Now pass me the plate”.  I guess it’s too much to try to process all at once, to dissect and understand so I compartmentalize, and when asked why I am so upset I respond with….I’m just too fat for words.      

One day, the world will come to learn that being plus sized is genetics, a taught/learned behavior, a medical disease [a disorder or thyroid], and a process that one jokes on only makes the matter worse. This just happens to be a personal battle that we wear on our sleeves, stomachs, and thighs so many feel they can attack it, ignore it, disrespect it, and judge it. I’d love to see the day when alcoholics, liars, sex addicts, adulteress, and thieves [etc.] could wear their habits on their sleeves, able to be viewed by the rest of the world. Until then, I am a brave soul to know that I hold my head up ever day I walk into the world, fat and all, as the world can see my habits and continue to not make an excuse for who I am. I tell the rest of the world that if you are so above me….why do you hide your habits? Why do you throw up behind closed doors, hold hands in the dark, drink while others aren’t looking or sex with someone you just met in hopes that they will say I love you back and mean it? Yes, I’m  fat….thanks for noticing. Now…what else can you see?      

~Sincerely,      

My Mother’s Daughter

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