This is Dedicated to YOU ~ PIC

I have we, I think we all have one, if not, you should........

PARTNER IN CRIME

That's right, I gots me a ride or die chick. Now, they don't always have to be chicks, but in my case, mine is.

You know, regardless of the day or the hour, the color or the flavor, she is willing and ready to mobilize at the drop of a pin to get it in, whatever it is.

If it's donning Ninja Suits and jumping out on your dude or his car, she's down.

And in the rare occasions that she cannot join you on your escapade, she will have her ear glued to the phone giving you step by step instructions on how to wield a sledgehammer through your cheating man's door.

If you need to go underground for a sec or two, she's willing to hide you under her bed, in her closet, and allow you to go through whatever it is you need to do.

And on occasion, she will feed you, clothe you in a tube, and supply you with lube...you know help you do everything that you are scared or ain't supposed to do.

And most importantly, she will laugh at you.

So this post is dedicated to my PIC. We have had our share of ups and down. And times when we didn't want the other around. But you have been tried, tested and proven true (on most occasions cuz you do have your flaky moments). I never needed a Sasha Fierce because I always had you. You to tease me when I was hiding under a car, you to dress me when I needed to look fly, you to listen to me as long as I didn't cry, you to cover for me as long as it wasn't behind a tree, you to remind me of all the crazy, embarrassing, semi-illegal things I've done when I needed to remember where I come from. And for that, I

Yes, THANK YOU, Mcfly for being there for me, and helping me sort it out, regardless of the topic, regardless of the hour. Thank you for allowing me to grow without the judging eyes and for reminding me that I was 2Legit2Quit. From Tsenre' to Safeway, From Yor to Brown, From Teddy to T.I., oh and let's not forget your favorite: Kream. You were there to help me sort out and pick up the pieces.

It's funny cuz life has it's way of turning your world upside down. And well, right now mine is teethering, and so my thoughts are of you. At first, I thought it was because I needed wanted you to ride shot-gun while we go look for that fool. But now, I realize it's because regardless of the pain or the stressing, the trial or the tribulation, you thought me a valuable lesson:

To Laugh, Even When It Hurts

And for this PIC, I thank you. I thank you for allowing me to share my hurts, pains, and embarrassments. I thank you for giving me only laughter in return. ( I still don't think you should have laughed at me falling in that hole in the stage BEFORE you found out that I was okay) I thank you for sharing your family and giving me a safe place to call home. I thank you for not abandoning me until I was ready to stand on my own. I never needed an alter ego cuz I always had you. True we don't talk much at all these days, but you will forever be my cuzzo, my sistah, my friend. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine......

"To live, is to learn that not all of life's lessons are pleasant. Laughter is to Life, what Sugar is to Medicine, it doesn't take away the sting or the taste, it just makes for a smoother ride. Sometimes I want to just break down and cry, but instead I laugh, and so should you."

~Gotta Luv Moi, Cuz I Surely Do (Smooches)

*****My internet is still shaky so forgive me yall. I will be in internet heaven this weekend and will be dropping pass all of your pages to catch up...so don't mind the late comments. Mr. Chap, I couldn't figure out how to leave a comment on your page...until then yall, forward moving.

Luv

This is Dedicated to You~~ (My) Jill Scott

So despite you having a big head and always walking around in cheatah leopard tiger monkey some type of animal print looking like you about to fly away to the jungle, looking for George so you can swing on his vine, I just wanted you to know:

YOU ARE APPRECIATED!

At least by me and that child that seems to believe that he actually lives at your house.

In this day and age, it's not too many peeps my age (or younger) that give me cause to pause and peruse their life story. Or, give me reason to pause and notice them at all. I mean your attire alone stops me in my tracks, usually cuz I am trying to find my phone so I can take a pic and send it to Ghetto Hot Mess and call PETA and the fashion police at the same time, but I overlook all of your fashion faux pas, because the truth of the matter is, when you get right down to it, all that matters is your heart (and the fact that my lil cuzzo did not pick up your fashion taste makes it easier, you grown, you have earned the right to do you, urgh!).

You are a very selfless person, even when you have earned the right to be selfish. You came when no one else would come. You pick up slack that I don't even realize is there. You love with no strings attached. You have cleared the way for me to make my long, overdue journey back to the middle and for this and much more......

Thank you for being you because it makes it so much easier for me to be me (non-violent). So go on Cuzzo and put on that zebra shirt with those red pants and cheetah shoes, sure my stomach will drop and my eyes will hurt, but at the end of the day, I will love you the same.

"Many would like to believe that they are self-made men or women...I know that I did not get this far without having God above me and the family that are my friends and the friends that are my family (no, not one in the same) surrounding me, pushing me, protecting me, and most importantly LOVING ME. Without them, I am not nothing, but it doesn't make for much to write home about."

~Gotta Luv Moi, Cuz I Surely Do (Smooches)

Sidebar: So, I will be doing a series of You Are Appreciated or This is Dedicated To You cuz it is very healthy to thank those who have done something for you and sometimes to you. I will at least try and make it monthly if not weekly.

Also, since I am having technical difficulties, I am gonna have to blog twice in a day at times, please bear with me...sometimes I just can't be holding all this stuff in my head, it might explode. (smile) and for those of you asking for pics from my getaway, send me your FB link.

ONE LUV.

Sistah Space

Is it me, or do we need a resolution when it comes to sistah's getting along with sistahs? I mean geez, is there a reason your face becomes so tight and twisted anytime someone you don't know or can't intimidate walk in the room?

Get it together....i mean do you need a hug? to blog so maybe you can deal with them issues you gots going on inside of you? Just because you a lightbright doesn't mean that you are the hottest or gonna to be the hottest thing walking..


and that, I gots to pray on it mess, um yeah, what you need to pray on is that you don't run into the wrong one or the right one who's having a bad day cuz they bound to bust you in the head til the white meat show, then again, that's just me.

just listening to these fools talk just made me say "thank you God for not making me a hater, I mean I am a lot of things but a hater ain't one." i don't have a problem going up telling a sistah that her hair is rocking, or her clothes are cute, and that her shoes are BANGING!!!! um, i am not going to go up to a sistah and tell her she gorgeous BUT i am also not going to be up in the corner rolling my eyes and sucking my teeth at her either saying "look at her, she thinks she is so cute."

So, on this journey of self-love, Imma have to shout out some of the wonderful, beautiful, dynamic sistahs that leave their footprints on my heart and perhaps even my soul.

"So if nobody has told you that you are beautiful and wonderful today, know that I think you are, and you are loved!!!!!"

*Gotta Luv Moi, Cuz I Sure Do*