Monday, September 25, 2006

she gettin' good, she gettin' good


those are the words my [stank] 14yo ds spoke because i actually know how to transfer my digitals onto the computer now- mind you they were
words of sarcasm as opposed to encouragement, god forbid. he just doesn't realize that i

am 34 now, and fiercer than ever- heyyy! [w/ a circle snap]
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so anyway, like many of you i love to roam about this great 'blogosphere', and in doing so i am getting inspiration and confidence in so many ways. (ie, hear that dope music? oh, makes me wanna holla, way they do my life... thanks for the idea
joey)

one thing that's been inspired is my sewing. i've been sewing for years, but for some reason never had the nerve to make a simple duvet i wanted for my comforters. well, after checking out
miss nikki and how far she's come in NO TIME, i had to tell myself to stop buggin', and went on ahead and did it. the fabric a beautiful brocade that i got from our local discount fabric spot for $1.50/yard, and it feels so silky soft! it didn't go the full width of the comforter, so i put strips of the same black 'silky' polyester that's on the reverse on each side. so all that apprehension, for what? now i have 2 duvet covers in 1, and all it took was some time. easy-peasy, as they say.

now if i get this picture posting thing down, i'll show the accessories i'm adding as they get done. check y'all later...


*the headboard is actually part of one of those 'drop-in' bed frames that i got the other day for free from a freecycle member. freecycle rocks, yo!

Thursday, September 21, 2006

feels like heaven

not really anything in particular to write about, just trying to be good to my blog.

i'm sitting here with my sleeping baby on my lap, lights out, cd 101.9 playing in the background, its 'cool jazz' [as they call it] every so often coaxing me to a nod. it's so quiet; only my big boy and i are awake, and he's in the other room watching csi. you would think that i too would be in bed, but no way. this here is my time. my 2 middle ones are fast asleep, exhausted from another day of trying to break me. they shower me with kisses and claim that i am loved-even massage my achy, worn muscles at the end of the day- but i know they're secretly trying to drive me crazy. i mean, what else could it be?

no one in their right mind could need to be told 52,000 times [no exaggeration] to make up his bed, or to stop hitting his sister-EVERYday-right? and no sane human being could possibly want to lift her voice 600 octaves in the most nerve distorting screech ever NOT known to man, simply because her brother threw her pillow, or called her a boy. (and i won't even mention the teen--ooh, i tremble at even the thought of him. thank goodness dh takes him along to work sometimes, or i dunno...)

anyhow, this is my time and i intend to enjoy it for all that it's worth. after all, which blessing of my Lord shall i deny?

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

YAY!!

joey, you are seriously THE BOMB, sis!

you saved me from a truly JACKED up looking space, and i luvs you, man! 4EVA!


Monday, September 18, 2006

ooh...

aw, man. y'all gonna haveta bare with me for a minute.

i was trying to be CUTE and put some tunes on here (w/o e-mailing people to death for their help because how hard could it be right?? you just copy and paste...). well, that part happened fine- and i was ecstatic- until i realized that my posts are way down the page now. UGH, i hate that!

anyway, i'm gonna see what i can do to change it, and post again soon. send me some good vibes though, and if possible, some ADVICE.

Friday, September 15, 2006

may ALLAH grant him paradise,amin.

a good friend of ours-the community- passed wednesday. i'm sure most are hurt by this, as much as we are.

brother russle was known for his cheesecakes, pound cakes, and bean pies, but i will remember him for even more. he had my back many'o times: before i was driving if he saw me walking with my 2 oldest babies he would always give me a ride; 9 years ago as a newly wed, thinking i would either leave my or kill my husband, he would listen and offer advice, urging patience; when i wanted a way to make a few extra bucks he didn't hesitate in showing me how to make individual strawberry shortcakes, and where to get everything i needed (he even spotted me my first trays, etc. from his own inventory). while those are fond memories of brother russle, they are not memories specified only to me- he was good to many, many people. i do have one that is mine alone though.

when i went into labor with my first daughter [6 years ago] we no longer had a vehicle. so of course my husband called one of his decades-long best friends to drive us the mile to the hospital; that day i saw a whole other side to russle. he was scared to death! i couldn't believe mista play all the time, beatin' up all the lil' boys in the neighborhood, 50+ year old butt was afraid. he was zooming so fast down the freeway in his little 2-door nova type car [don't know my cars], barely breaking for stop signs that we had to ask him to take it down a bit. 'you ain't haven't a baby in my car!' he said. we died laughing, but he was serious.

anyway, he got us there safely, pulling right into the ambulance entrance. i was so grateful that before they pushed me off in the hospital wheelchair, i promised brother russle that if i had a girl, i would name her after him.

may his grave be as wide as all the collective smiles he put on our faces, and inches he put in our pants.
laa huwla walaa quwata illa billah
"there is no strength nor power except by ALLAH"
amin