Rainy Day

I awoke this morning feeling really good energy around me. The weather was cloudy and rainy so I enjoyed my stay in bed longer as the mood had set for a day of cozy relaxation.

During the afternoon, the sun made a slight effort to come out yet failed. It is now evening and still the weather is cloudy, the hint of rain in the air, ready to pour down again.

I liked the ambience of the day at home.

Th environment indoors didn’t give off a dampness feel just one of still and calmness.

The environment outdoors was a different story.

It was quite breezy and brisk from the motion of the leaves and the gusts of the wind.

I ate some delicious vegan vanilla ice cream to hold me before I made dinner and turned in early to continue to relax on this cozy rainy night.

 

Indulging In My Dinner

I made shrimp and rice last night for dinner. This is the third time this month I prepared this combination meal and I enjoy my dinner every time I eat it.

I love good food and it’s so important to do what makes one happy even if it is something minor.

I missed the discount this week for the bags of French fries that I wanted to purchase as today is the last day of the sale. Perhaps the discount will be extended, or I’ll just have to wait until the next time.

Nevertheless, I’m going to look into it along with my favorite boxes of vegan pizza.

 

 

 

Sunday Morning Milkshakes/Sunday Afternoon Popcorn/Sunday Evening Fun: Quality Time At Home

My favorite days within and around my work day or night schedules have always been payday and my days off. Those days to enjoy the rewards of labor, and to relax in comfort.

I love having my space and reveling within my natural confidence and independence.

I am a loner who is never lonely.

As I love to be alone I don’t need, or desire, the constant company of others.

I love my food and living the very healthy lifestyle I’ve lived since my early youth. I love my entertainment and individual recreational preferences.

Yesterday I made two delicious vegan vanilla milkshakes and popped yummy­čŹ┐white popcorn kernels.

I watched an old episode of┬á “The Virginian”, one of my old favorite classic television shows.

I then watched a good suspense flick.

Later on within the evening, around eight o’clock p.m., I was all set to watch my Sunday night noirs.

I started off with a black and white film titled “Please Murder Me”, a 1956 movie which starred Angela Lansbury and Raymond Burr, the film was great.

I tried my hardest to stay up to view the following noirs, however, as I laid propped so comfortably upon a pillow I fell fast asleep into the clutches of a much needed long rest.

 

 

 

Aura

I appreciate the vibe from the universe and am thankful to the powers that be for never allowing me to lose who I genuinely am, I have too much vigor inside to not have the light of my true being shine.

I awoke upbeat and with good energy all this past week, I had a wonderful time everday on my job, and I had an excellent outcome of events altogether on the forefront.

The weekend has gone nice, quiet, and peaceful as usual, the essence of “spirit” is all around me.

 

Mr Monroe: The Early 1980’s

It would be during the summer months of nice and beautiful sunny weather, early in the morning, when an elder neighbor who lived four doors down from me toward the corner house, would call me over to his home to share the finest quality chocolate candy with me.

I’d walk my seven, eight, or nine year old body over inside of his gate to sit on the stoop across from him and we’d both eat a delicious chunk of thick chocolate bars that he’d generously offer to me from time to time.

I was the only child on our block who he would do this with, and the occurrence was always totally innocent.

He fortunately wasn’t a dirty old man.

He never spoke or tried anything out of the way with me. He never invited me inside of his home we’d just hang outside for a few minutes to eat chocolate and talk.

Then, I’d be on my way to play.

He was just a nice old man who viewed me as a good little girl and I thought his gestures were altogether very kind.

Each time he’d call me over to share candy I’d go back and tell my mom later on within the day.

She thought the gestures were nice and cute too.

His name was Mr Monroe and it was in the early eighties when growing up as a child was better and more exciting compared to growing up now within this day and age.

Crocheting And Crafting: Some Of My Favorite Pastimes

I was nine or ten years of age when my great-grandmother first taught me how to crochet. At the time, I didn’t have the patience to learn to knit.

My great-grandmother use to design clothes for my mother’s dolls when she was a youngster, and when I was a baby, my mother knitted and crocheted beautiful blankets to adorn me in.

My mother also made lovely patterns and clothing with her sewing machine from the age of fifteen on up.

As a person with innovative ideas I was always extremely creative, having a natural flair to invent and to express.

I’ve indulged in an array of arts and crafts which I took great pleasure within and that occupied my time.

I enjoyed cross stitch, lanyard, and painting. I even constructed my own plaque at a workshop when I was fourteen years of age.

I sawed off a large piece of wood, sanded the surface to smooth out the texture, I then engraved words onto the wood, and polished the finishing touches out with shellac.

My mother kept the plaque hung upon her bedroom wall for years.

Talent and skill is big in my family, especially among some of us in particular. I know it is in my blood, as well as within my heart and soul to produce.

After all, I come from a maternal family of business owners who self made and who self asserted themselves.

I am an entrepreneur deep inside.

The little girl who caught on instantly to the fun and styles that attract the attention, and the vast interest within those who love to form and to design through the various and colorful materials of yarn, is the woman today who still likes to crochet until her finger burns, and gets tired from looping.

I love all the different type of hooked needles, combining the different type variety of threads, the different type of stitches, and the elaborate fashions of tedious yet challenging sets of needlework.

 

Baby On Her Feet

After my mother gave birth to me she didn’t want to have anymore children, and I’m glad to be an only child.

My mother invested a lot of time and energy into caring for me and raising me, and she did a spectacular job.

I can’t believe all of the effort and patience my mother had, she was a natural, my mother championed parenthood.

After having gone through so much as a child herself, and taking on the certain responsibilities of her own mother by practically raising her baby sister, my mother deserved much credit.

Although she took on duties that were not her obligations my mother still had a reasonable childhood and healthy upbringing thanks to her resilient spirit and solicitous other family members.

As it is a priority for a loving parent to nurture and to protect their child, the one most important thing my mother told me that she desired when I was an infant and a toddler, was to live to see me grow up and be able to fend for myself.

My mother wanted me to reach into adulthood safely and individually established.

My mother had gotten her wish, and even better than what she hoped for under our particular set of circumstances which came to test us every now and then through the discontentment of unsavory people who envied our lifestyle, and relationship together.

I turned out good, and enduring, all the way through.

For a while, during my mid teenage years, I wondered how things within life would be once I entered into my twenties, and my experience was also even better than what I had myself expected.

My mother and I had divine intervention looking out and watching over us. We beat the obstacles negative people tried to set before us.

I have a beautiful wish for my mother that I’d like her and I to both live to see develop, and eventually happen.

 

 

1975 Cult Classic

When I first heard this past Friday that Peter Fonda died I immediately said to myself “Aw”, and I thought about how great a role he played in my favorite cult film classic Race With The Devil.

The movie came out in 1975 the year I was born.

I became aware of the movie in the early 1980’s and had always remembered the film. It was so well acted and entertaining, and till this day, in my opinion, still holds up and maintains its thrill.

There was nothing corny or phony about the movie.

I literally searched to view Race With The Devil again during my adulthood a few years ago. I didn’t stop until I found out where to get the film and I watched it twice in one night.

A relative and I enjoyed the flick to the fullest.

The entire cast did a fine job portraying the eerie characters in which they did throughout every scene and it was one of those cult movies with legitimate storyline and a haunting appeal. Hollywood doesn’t make films of this quality anymore.

I’m so glad I grew up within a time where I could appreciate such a terrific classic that I’ll continue to love and never forget.

I also enjoyed a 1966 film titled The Chase which starred Peter Fonda’s sister Jane Fonda along with Marlon Brando, Angie Dickinson, Robert Duvall, Robert Redford, and E.G. Marshall.

I love old classic flims.

 

Music In The Home: The Rhythm Of Life

There was always music within my household. I’m listening to gorgeous tunes right now at low volume as I write.

My mother made sure I had my own Walkman, Record Player, Organ, Boom Box, and giant set of Headphones as a child growing up.

My mother enjoyed listening to her own complete stereo system that included the tall speakers in which she’d blast.

I have other relatives who adored music and some were even talented within the skills of writing notes and playing musical instruments professionally.

We had loads of albums, cassette tapes, and CDs to engage in as we loved all types of music from soft rock, pop, jazz, rhythm and blues, particular rap, alternative, gospel, and whatever sounded good to the ears.

 

Pizza And Pasta

When I get my paycheck one of the first things I spend my earnings on is food

I love pizza and I love spaghetti. I eat vegan/vegetarian styles of my favorite preparations.

I like lasagna and ziti too.

Throw in some macaroni and cheese and we can have a party, a festive event within my succulent dishes.

As a Taurean, one of our specialties are quality and good food.

Cook me up a meal to satisfy my belly and my belly will yell out “bellissimo!”

So beautiful to the stomach.

My favorite foods happen to abide on the starchy side. Luckily I haven’t ever been at risk for diabetes I do break down those type of foods with healthy oils, fruits, and vegetables.

A lot of the time the process of cooking will reduce the amount of starch intake.

From potatoes to rice to breads, I love the food in which contains the starch, nevertheless.

The Year 1983: Monopoly, Movies, Meals, And Mom

When I was eight years old my mother and I got up one day and headed to an area of queens village where we use to shop at, eat at, go to the movies at, and frequent a favorite discount store of ours.

We use to go out all of the time.

On this particular day we stopped off at the discount store and purchased me the original board game Monopoly.

Then we headed to Burger King where she got her a whopper and me a whopper junior with fries.

Then we headed to the movie theater.

The year was 1983 and Scarface with Al Pacino was showing as the film had just came out. Back then, at that particular time, the movie theaters use to show double features.

Scarface was about three hours long and such a good movie that the whole entire audience stayed to see it a second time because also back then nobody had to pay an additional fee to watch a film over again.

Everyone sat through a boring hour and a half long movie until Scarface replayed on the screen. So all of us within the theater sat for approximately seven an a half to eights hours.

After viewing Scarface for the second time my mother and I took a cab home. We arrived at our house around one am in the morning.

Instead of going to sleep my mother stayed up and taught me how to play the board game Monopoly in which she had bought for me earlier the day before.

I had thought the gesture was so nice and we played until I understood and got the hang of the game.

Such a fond memory of the love, care, and fun my mother shared and displayed to me.

We always had activities to occupy our attention.

Another game my mother was enthusiastic about teaching me to play was the board game Life (The Game Of Life).

Oh, we had delightful pastimes.

 

Blessings In Disguise

I’ve always been a free and bubbly spirit, strong and Independent, smart and confident.

Everything I achieved I’ve done on my own no one helped me to get where I’m at as I took the initiative and never accepted or needed any handouts and I am proud of myself.

Since I was in my early twenties just like a lot of young women do around that age I desired to have my own home and to live by myself.

I wasn’t exactly denied the preference. Sometimes life doesn’t give one what they want at the cost of vacating another.

My leaving a shared nest is not necessarily abandoning certain family members depending on the intention. Of course, it’s completely normal and healthy to desire to spread one’s wings and to live a life of their own.

Yet when a loved one may need us life may intercede at what can seem like a burden until we are compensated in ways that operate on the behalf of both parties when the situation is just and commendable.

We learn to accept within specific conditions and make allowances in which turn out to benefit one another at the same time maintaining an independence and individual mode of living.

When we’re decent and good, the universe recognizes, and rewards us special blessings.

Parents: Forever Thankful And Grateful

When people do right by me I always remember them and I will have their back, as I am loyal, genuine, and solid.

When people do wrong by me I always remember them and those people better watch their back, as I am trustworthy, authentic, and vile. – Miss LaToya

For a lot of us our parents are the first people we bond with when we enter into this life.

Some of us have good experiences with our folks and some of us have bad experiences with them.

Fortunately, I was exceptionally well taken care of by my mother, especially under the circumstances and burdens in which she was put through by unsavory individuals and the unnatural trials of life (Witchcraft/Black Magic).

Through out it all and no matter what occurred nothing ever prevented her from being an excellent mother to her child.

I’ll never forget how well I was taken care of and how much I was loved and respected by my very own mother as a child on up until the present and the regard goes a long way.

My mother can always count on me to be in her corner and to always look out for her and not out of obligation but out of an enormous appreciation.

 

My Orisha Oshun And My Orisha Elegba: Their Precious Gifts Unto Me

Oshun’s waters flow out to me and Elegba’s doors open up before me.

The presence of my Orishas are both piercing and extremely plausible.

What a pleasant circumstance to be surrounded by.

In a dream, Oshun showed me the security of my prosperous career, given to me by her, and fiercely guarded and protected by her.

In a dream, Elegba showed me the security of my luxurious home, given to me by him, and fiercely guarded and protected by him.

 

Early Morning Snack

I just got finished not too long ago eating a portion of cornbread that I prepared after midnight.

In fact, I’ve ate cornbread everyday last week in addition to my evening meals.

I hadn’t eaten anything at all yesterday but I did eat the day before on Saturday before I indulged in the tasks of my creative works.

I began Saturday evening after I had my dinner and was up until after 2am Sunday morning finishing up an artistic project.

I continued on around 10 or 11am later Sunday morning after I awoke picking up from where I had left off.

I finished early later within the afternoon.

Once I get started on one of my creative works my attention is totally focused and I stay occupied until the missions are completed.

I enjoy tasking and allowing my innovative ideas to flow. It comes easy to me yet at the same time it’s a lot of hard work as I’m very thorough and sort of a perfectionist. I like being my own boss and exercising the creative side of my talents while maintaining a work from home gig when I’m not working out in the field and have free time to spare.

At Home: A Description Of Me And My Homelife

 

I love the comforts of home, especially after a day or night at the job, depending on the shift I worked.

I enjoy the life I have.

I’m asexual, I don’t want or desire any man, I am very happily single, I don’t have or want any children, I don’t deal with unsavory people and individuals who I don’t care to be bothered with, I can come and go as I please, I have peace of mind, and I live an extremely healthy lifestyle.

I’m smart, confident, strong, independent, spiritual, kind, loving, and ultimately fond of puppies and dogs. These attributes all contribute to my longevity and ability to survive and maintain as I can get through anything in life.

I’ve already made it through the challenging periods still in tact. Anything else to come will be halted and handled by divine intervention.

I’m not an emotional type of person though I’m very passionate and energetic┬áI love my space as I don’t like to intermingle too much. I’m very particular with whom I associate myself with if I do give certain people the time of day.

I am a loner, yet very far from lonely,  or being alone. I have my loved ones around me and those who have my back.

When I’m at home I love to relax. I delight within preparing and cooking my favorite foods, listening to good music, preferably tunes from when music was “real music”, not the shit predominately recorded now.

I love to read books, play and have fun with pets (I don’t have a canine at the moment), look at suspenseful movies and television programs.

I also have a lot of creative hobbies In which I take pleasure in.

My zodiac sign is Taurus and we love our homes.

 

 

 

Craving

My mother, Patricia, made herself some potato salad earlier today and had fried chicken wings to go along with it.

The meal satisfied her fancy as her preparation turned out just the way she wanted.

She told me her food tasted good.

So my mother and I both prepared two of our own separate meals in which our appetites craved and took pleasure within.

I had an awesome breakfast and she had an amazing lunch.

Simple things like this make us happy and content.

Breakfast And Bed

 

I headed out for work very early yesterday morning. I didn’t have to work this weekend.

This morning before I later headed to the city (Manhattan) I ate a great breakfast.

I had toasted whole wheat bread with non dairy plant based butter spread melted atop of it. I also had apple juice, grits, and soy milk.

My belly was satisfied and got so full that by the time I was riding the train I was ready to doze off as my body wanted to sleep from being fed a well suited meal.

I’m going to get me some real good rest tonight.

 

Dinner

I’m into food. One couldn’t tell by looking at me as It seems as if I never gain a pound.

I have a good metabolism and I do a lot of walking and keep active so I burn a lot of energy.

I’m a true taurean at heart, we love good food, we love good music, we like to have a good time, we’re good hard workers, we have good taste, we love the comforts of our homes, and we are good down to earth people.

Not all of us born of this sign fall under the same exact categories as we all have our own individual characteristics, of course. Though,  I am stubborn as hell. Once my mind is made up no one can change it.

I’ve been eating a lot of vegetables lately, I love plant based foods. I make sure to always keep vegetables in the house.

I’ve also been getting enough much needed rest as my jobs have kept me very busy, constantly on the go.

For lunch yesterday, I ate green peas. I usually mix them with corn to dress over my rice dishes, however, I didn’t have anymore rice left.

For dinner last night, I prepared and ate elbow macaroni noodles covered with tomato sauce it was an enjoyable meal which satisfied my appetite.

For lunch today, I had a delicious vanilla shake, apple juice, three organic bananas, and a bag of Lay’s potato chips.

Oh, the bananas were so good!

I love bananas when they’re firm and ripe, I couldn’t stop eating them. And the fruit is also very nutritious.

Tonight for dinner, I’m going to prepare and eat two healthy toasted sandwiches along with some baked corn bread.

Then, I’ll call it a night.

 

 

Electric Typewriter

My mother bought me my first electric typewriter when I was twelve years of age. It was an excellent quality Brother model attractively toned in beige with a black keyboard.

Before then, I had two manual typewriters.

I treasured the gift my mother gave to me as it gave me a productive way to occupy my mind. She purchased the electric typewriter because she knew I liked to write and after creatively experimenting with stories I had invented with my new literary machine I was certain a writer is what I definitely wanted to be when I grew up.

I use to sit up at my dresser in my bedroom sipping hot tea with milk delightfully typing my imagination away!

During my teenage years my mother wanted to buy me a computer, however, I didn’t want one at the time.

I wasn’t interested as I was content writing in long hand on notebook paper then typing my manuscripts up with the use of my electric typewriter.

Then, one day I got surprised when an old neighbor who use to live next door to us purchased me a brand new computer for Christmas.

She had gotten me everything to go along with it. The monitor, the keyboard, speakers and a printer.

Ever since, I don’t understand why I didn’t want a computer from the beginning when my mother had first suggested the idea to me.

Single Parent Home

Ever since I was a young child I knew that if there was something that I didn’t want within my life then the situation was not going to work out.

Only the things that I preferred and under the circumstances in which I truly desired would instances turn out favorably and long lasting to my concordance.

I was never the type of female that ever hoped to one day get married and have children. I didn’t initially yearn to be a mother, when the idea later on within young adulthood came into mind to have a child it was with the intention of being a single parent, yet I eventually changed my mind about having a baby altogether and it was the right choice for me.

If I did have a child, though, it definitely would have been on my own without a man involved in the picture.

I fortunately grew up in a home without my father present and that is the way I liked it as I grew up strong, confident, independent and liberated-not implying that females that are raised in homes with their father’s can’t turn out that way-it was just an advantage that served a great purpose for me.

When I was little I never wished for or thought about having a dad around and when I saw other children that parents were married or together as a couple it was a situation that I didn’t require to be in I was very content and accustomed to my family order with me and my mom.

I wasn’t alone either there were other kids like me whose mothers raised them without a father it was normal to us. I can’t speak on how they actually felt about the matter, however, everything suited me just fine.

My mother never had any problems out of me I was a good child.

One thing I hated though was when guys were attracted to me or interested in me whether their intentions were good or bad I didn’t care, I wasn’t flattered by any of the attention I was genuinely turned off by it.

And it feels so good that I don’t have to go through undesirable and unsavory individuals who use to send to me the annoying invasions of mind transference through voodoo/black magic.

They had been doing it within many ways for many years within different techniques but with the same motives and that was to bring me down to their level.

Whether it was to attempt to lower my self esteem or to get me to have feelings for a man they worked hard at it and failed miserably.

These people were jealous and resentful because I’d never been hurt or dogged out by a man as so many of them had even the guys were envious and jealous of me they all figured if I was in the same predicament as they were I couldn’t or wouldn’t think that I was better than any of them.

They were also jealous and envious of my intelligence and knowledge and where I could go within life if and when the opportunity arose.

They had such a warped sense of mindset that didn’t correspond with mine in the least if they had succeeded in their designs I’d still be the person who I am today with the same mentality no man could ever break me or kill my spirit. I wasn’t built within that fashion.

If I were interested in men I’d be able to get a good man and would only deal with one that was on my level, however, I’m proudly asexual and am fulfilled and complete as a woman and an individual.