shutting down the blog

yep. it's true that i'm shutting down this blog. i have nothing to say anymore and i'm tired. tired of living, tired of letting people walk all over me, tired of people period.

i hope that you have liked some of my posts; if not, whatever. i didnt write this blog for entertainment, i wrote it because it was the only outlet i had to let my feelings and thoughts out on.

so i will say goodbye to all of you. maybe i'll meet you in heaven; maybe not.
i wish all of you the best. farewell, my friends.

it's African-American History Month

not gonna get on no soapbox about AAHM...all i'm gonna say is you betta recognize, a'ight?

peace.

trick or treat....BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*in Dracula voice* grrreetings all you goblins and ghouls, ha ha ha.....i know it's been a long time since i posted anything here.

been going thru some major life changes and the livin' aint easy. found out i have neuropathy, tingling in my hands, feet and legs, and i have arthuritis. yeah. that's how i spell it: ARTHUR-RITIS. and old Arthur has been kicking my natural ass for years now. i recently went to my MD and she told me that i'm going to have to use a walker instead of my cane. and the bitch of it all.. I LIVE ON THE THIRD FLOOR OF MY BUILDING!

so life sucks as i know it, and now that the warranty on my body has expired, i'm due for parts and labor.

errr....anybody know where i can trade in this old 1958 body for a sleeker, new model?

and that's all i have to say about that. Happy Halloween!

i've gotta make it on my own

shit. being a grandma is wearing me out, man. my daughter had her other baby this past June on the 7th. both of these yunguns are something else, y'all.



the new baby's name is Andre' Ja'seen and he is one month old now and Lawd knows that boy is a screamer. ALL.THE.TIME. Gawd. waaa waaa waa and then it intensifies to WAAAAAAA WAAAAAAAA WAAAAAAAA! i never knew that little rascal had a set of pipes like that. mercy mercy me!



on a more serious note, the stress of all this is working my nerves something awful. awful to the point that i am contemplating moving away all by lonesome. i'm sick and tired of the constant noise and i'm getting too damn old to deal with all this shit. i need peace and fucking quiet, and the need to just fucking BE. not that i dont like being a grandma, but damn, it's like i cant get a damn break at times, especially when BOTH of em start screaming AT THE SAME DAMN TIME. sometimes i just dont wanna go home at times, y'kno?



i gotta make it on my own. i need peace, quiet and stability in my "golden years." this shit is wearing me the fuck out.

later.

aint no stoppin me now

well folks it's official. my uterus has left the building. no more pain, cramps, bloat, and above all, no more Kotex. i'm having a happy period. why? because it dont exist no more!

ok. the novelty has worn off, the post-surgical pain has worn off and i'm up and about. i'm eating, sleeping, pissin' and poopin' just fine. i see my gyne doc in a couple of weeks and well i'm sure she'll give me a clean bill of health. woo hoo.

i am going to go back to work, because Lawd knows a sista is broke, busted and thoroughly disgusted, and bein broke aint cool.

so i just thought i'd let y'all know i'm doing okay and still fulla piss'n'vinegar LOL

aint no stoppin me now cuz i'm back to my usual groove. peace out.

happy burpday to my grandbaby

my grandson had his first burpday on the 15th. *in baby voice* he's dees many *holding up ponter finger as number 1* enter big cheesy grin *here*

yep. he is now one year old, and smart as a whip. he's trying to talk and walk and all that other good stuff. i'm very proud of him.

*proud grandma moment* he's the light of my life and my reason to keep on living.

grandma loves you Swee'Pea!

i hate VD (literally speaking!)

i hope that VD was good for some of y'all. me personally, i could care less aboutVD and Stupid Cupid. i never had VD and have no interest in reveling in it. if i wanna eat a pound of chocolate, i certainly dont need VD. and yes i am anti-VD. i am the anti-Cupid.

i aint kncking those of y'all who dig VD. hey, that's your personal business and i aint trying to hate on ya. if you dig retreaded flowers from Walgreens or your neighborhood supermarket, lame cards with even lamer platitudes, and of course stale chocolates from last year's VD, hey, go for whatcha know. i aint madatcha.

just dont try to sell VD to me, ok? just like its nasty counterpart, i never had VD and dont plan on getting it anytime soon.

and that's all i gotta say about that. VD sucks!