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.

 

 

 

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.

Paper Dolls

I have a lot of fond memories of my childhood growing up, and playing with my Barbies, and Paper Dolls, was high on the list.

I could not have imagined life without Barbie, and all the fun that came with playing in the world I created for her through my elaborate ideas.

I had plenty of Barbie accessories to indulge in during my inspired activities, and many hours spent enjoying the sport of bringing invention into origination.

The Paper Dolls were equally intriguing, holding a firm grasp onto my studious attention, while stimulating my broad streak of talent and vision.

Our childhood fun was more than just preoccupied enjoyment it was educational as well as recreational to the ever advanced and developing mind, no matter what kind of toy or item we had engagement within.

It was’t necessarily an object soley itself to encourage, but the fostering of our own faculty in which brought out the depth within our ability to analyze and to determine.

I had Barbie/Mattel brand Paper Dolls as well as some really cute other brands that shared a similarity to the likeness of Barbie.

The fancy cut outs would come with sectional and stylishly designed cardboard sets that came in the form of soda shops, bedrooms, ice cream parlors, and other lifestyle scenery to highlight, and to promote a realistic appeal that further stimulated the imagination.

Paper Dolls we’re also a great motivator for young children who we’re inspired to become fashion designers, or architects who sketched and drawed out outlines, and masterminded construction plans.

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.

 

 

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.

 

A Day In Manhattan, New York: My Snapshots

My old stomping ground

Photo by LaToya Lawrence- My own photo I took with my smartphone this morning in Manhattan

I took a trip into the city (Manhattan) today to take care of some business and on the way back home I walked around to enjoy the beautiful weather and to take in the scenery before I caught the train.

At one time in my life I wanted to live in Manhattan I use to travel there frequently to eat at the fancy indoor and outdoor restaurants, to shop, and to go to my job when I worked over that way.

When my family originally came up from Virginia during the 1940’s or 1950’s they resided within Manhattan before some of them spread about to other states and locations.

Photo by LaToya Lawrence- My own photo I took with my smartphone this morning in Manhattan

My mother herself was born and raised in the city.

As I walked through the streets this morning I snapped a few photos with my smartphone of water falls and lounging spots, I love these type of cozy views.

I also happened to come to a corner where I noticed a section of a street barricaded and blocked off while policemen stood around armed with automatic weapons.

I looked up then realized why.

I had came upon Trump Towers on my path throughout Manhattan. I hadn’t been toward that direction in a while.

Photo by LaToya Lawrence- My own photo I took with my smartphone this morning in Manhattan

 

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.

Unbreakable: A Strong Mind Cannot Be Broken

When the spirit is strong and the mind is pure no amount of insalubrity can tarnish its ravishing essence- miss latoya

When my mother, Patricia Lawrence, was twelve years of age she won the top spelling bee of her whole entire school, not of her class, the entire school.

She was awarded a gold pen in front of the school auditorium in recognition for her achievement.

When I was eight years of age the same circumstance occurred upon my life. I received a gold pen for being one of the top best readers within the entire school, not just in my classroom, but out of the whole entire school as well.

I also received a gold pen directly in front of my entire school auditorium.

I was never uncertain about myself and genuine people in my corner have constantly believed in me.

I’m proud of those in particular who are naturally incorporated with various faculty it is inspiring and wonderful. I like to see deserving people succeed.

When we’re very young a lot of us know what we’re good at and what we are capable of doing and proceed on within pursuing or accomplishing the goals in which spark our interests.

It is vital to never abandon the gifts and talents we are born with and to never allow anyone to cause any type of discouragement, or self doubt within oneself, to do so would be ludicrous.

Especially, when one knows better.

There are envious people in life who’ll come around to call us the opposite of who we are, and who will attempt to deviously persuade us to believe we don’t have the capabilities that we indeed do surely possess, all because they do not share within our beautiful spotlight and they just want to pull us all down.

They not only endeavor to cause us to question or doubt our abilities, but our character as well.

It is a head game in which only works on weak-minded individuals.

A strong-minded individual never let’s anyone steer them into a direction leading toward a false reality.

It is illogical for a strong-minded individual to listens to lies in which our truths have innately revealed, and already defined.

Our paths are open, our steps are ordered to move consistently, take the prizes granted unto us, and create a personal self fulfilled destiny and prosperity.

Continue to sail forward and be fierce!

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.

 

 

 

Good Vibrations

Other people’s behavior never affected my accomplishments yet having positive energy around one gives a situation an extra boost.

I’ve been in workplaces occupied by┬á good employers who treated me right and who strived to be fair.

Work environment is very important although we don’t have control over the negativity that may arise or hover over within the atmosphere of toxic people.

I don’t get involved with rancorous people or frivolous crowds.

I go to work to do my job and not to make friends. I’m civil to coworkers but I keep my distance toward those who my spirit doesn’t take to.

When I have an occupation in which suits me well, regardless of whether or not I really want to be there at the job, to me, it is more like fun than actual work itself.

When one enjoys what they do and are comfortable within their settings it can make all the difference as to how successfully they will perform.

 

 

 

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.

 

My Mother, Patricia

My mother Patricia Lawrence came from a very good and loving solid family, although, her mother wasn’t a good example of what a parent should be my mother received a lot of love, care, and guidance from her grandparents, uncles, cousins, and her father.

On account of her own mother, as well as a few of her envious and jealous siblings, Patricia had it rough growing up yet succeeded within many of her endeavors and became a very responsible and very sufficient adult.

Patricia was a very intelligent woman who had many talents of her very own.

She use to play the saxophone, write music, sewed and design clothing, mastered the art of short hand (Gregg and Pittman), enjoyed and was very skilled in the fields of typing as she once attended college to become a stenographer.

During adolescence Patricia savored the periods of time she’d spend down in Halifax, Virginia with her grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins on her mother’s side of the family.

Down there in the south she worked on the farm, milking the cows, and attending to all of the other animals her family owned.

Our family had mules, bulls, cows, pigs, hens, roosters, baby chickens, turkeys, horses, dogs and cats.

The elders showed my very young mother along with her brother work ethics and responsibility.

At the ages of nine and ten they were taught how to labor numerous tobacco fields on the lands in which her family also owned.

They picked out all varieties of family grown crops in the gardens which some were sold to buyers and the rest was kept for our family to eat as they were established farmers who fed on their own natural and healthy produce.

Our family had their own businesses.

Patricia’s grandmother was a full-blooded Cherokee indian woman who made her own soaps and other handmade and homemade items.

Patricia’s grandfather was an african american man who headed their farm that he with the help of his wife, daughters, and sons kept prosperous.

Patricia’s great uncle, who was her mother’s uncle, owned and conducted his very own funeral home. When he died he passed the establishment on down to our close relatives.