I actually have a ranty thing that I wanted to write but felt way too emotional and too close to my raw emotions to coherently bang out a post and to actually be productive. Instead I felt like bragging about all of the authors I have met over time. Through my friend Professor Morris I was reintroduced to Street Lit, a genre I had dismissed as…
Words and thoughts from Rachée
A few weeks ago, Uneeka Jay, the Powermommy, tweeted:If U want people to respect your boundaries, you have to respect theirs.To this I added “respect you own [boundaries]. People will take whatever you give them and more.” Working in a public service position and being a mom there is nothing not true about this statement. In the twenty something years…
or…How bouncing and behaving hair is created. Me twisting. I procratinated so this took two days. Done! Plus I model a scarf I made! It’s dry and ready to be let loose. Second scarf to accompany slow-mo hair. Hairs to you!-r
Way back in January I ambitiously declared that I was going to post daily. That lasted all of a week and then I was all like whatev and even though I felt guilty about not blogging daily, I didn’t let that guilt make me blog. Sometimes it is what it is. A blogging friend, Christine from The Aums, came up…
The very first real record, yes, plastic round thing that looks like a huge plate, that I got was Whitney Houston’s self titled debut. This was MY album, not something I had to share with my sister (well, I DID have to share since we were in the same room and shared a record player, but it was a gift for me!)….