Thursday, September 23, 2010

I was just thinking...

A real man is a woman's best friend. He will never stand her up and never let her down.

He will reassure her when she feels insecure and comfort her after a bad day.

He will inspire her to do things she never thought she could do; to live without fear and forget regret.

He will enable her toexpress her deepest emotions and give in to her most intimate desires.
He will make sure she always feels as though she's the most beautiful woman in the room and will enable her to be the most confident, sexy, seductive, and invincible.

No wait... sorry... I'm thinking of wine. Its wine that does all that.......

Never mind.

LOL!!!

Monday, August 23, 2010

Casinos...Good, Bad and Ugly...from my point of view

The Good: When Philadelphia Park Casino first opened, it created new jobs for locals and new revenue for the state. Caught up in the hype, a few girlfriends went and I spent $20 and came home with close to $1,000. Prior to that, I didn't go to the casino expecting to win, I just went for the fun. I would take my little $20 and just play the slots, sometimes winning and couple hundred dollars and leaving, sometimes winning a couple hundred dollars and giving it back. But after they dangled the $1,000 carrot I began the chase. I began going back about once per week and would always come out with more than I put in.

The Bad: A year later I was frequenting the casinos more and more; only now I was coming out in the red.

The Ugly: Then I began to see predatory men there and was actually approached by a Russian man who I saw watching me earlier that day, He must have watched me loose my last dime and the next thing I knew he was offering me money in exchange for sex. After declining his proposition, I took about an 18 month Haidas, which ended this past weekend.

I wanted to see the new and improved Philadelphia Park Casino, so my and some friends rode up there. I had upped my customary $20 to $50 and was feeling lucky. So I lost that almost immediately and before I knew it I was standing in line at the atm. I watched people's faces as they withdrew money or was unable to withdrawal money. I took out $100 and won $285 and was done. I had won my money back and then some. Was happy that there was a club there now to divert my attention from gambling because my ride was not ready to go. So I ate, danced and searched for my ride. When I caught up with her, she was very much in the red. I ended up giving her some money so she could try again, but to no avail. So, after 6 hours, we finally leave, not even realizing that it was now 3am. Now, this is the most interesting part. A guy was coming in as we were leaving he looked at me and said, "why are you leaving? it wasn't that bad was it?" I said not really but we had been there long enough. He wanted me to come join him at the crap table "Just for luck". So laughed and said well I wanna play too, you got money for me to play"? He pulls out a wad of money. Scary thing is that had I been alone, I may have gone back with him...and I wasn't even broke. It was about the thrill.

I think I better stay away from the casinos.

Monday, August 16, 2010

The Blame Game

Did anybody read the article in Essence Magazine advising black women not to blame the down low men for HIV? In a nutshell, it blames African American women for being irresponsible. Now mind you, this is supposed to be a magazine FOR black women.

As my mom would say "That's a crock of shit"

This African-American doctor from Drexel University presented her "findings" from the hundreds of black men that she interviewed in Philadelphia. Her conclusion which she presented at and HIV convention in Vienna Austria: "There can't possibly be that many bisexual black men and the real problem is stress. She goes on to blame black women for their irresponsibility and claims that men are just having sex with multiple women.


Now, I don't have a damn PHD, but my common sense tells me a totally different story.


Number one, most men on the down low are not going to admit to having sex with men, (especially if they are married) hence the term down low. It is a secret society in which men form alliances and will not disclose the details of their secret lives to outsiders. Number two, word on the street is that although ATL is the gay capital, PHILLY is the down low capital. Number three, it is not a "black" thing...it's universal, as usual, black people get infected and die at a higher rate than other ethnicity's. Just another disparity.

Being a single woman myself, practicing abstinence is my first choice, but when then time comes and I just "gotta have it" using a condom is not an option...it's a requirement. I would just hope that all the single ladies are aware of the risks of not having unprotected sex.

I don't have a problem with men who are bi-sexual - if that's your thing then do you. However i DO have a problem with a liar and a cheat and that is what a down low man is. ESPECIALLY the married ones or those who are otherwise engaging in sexual activity with women. Man up and tell the truth about who you are and stop putting innocent unsuspecting persons at risk. How 'bout they OFFER to use a condom or make it a practice of using one every time? Oh yeah, that would be like admitting that they've done something wrong.

And don't forget the many men who carry and pass on HIV without suffering from it themselves.

The article says that more information is forthcoming. I sure hope she gets some more insight on the topic. Truth of the matter is that this thing is goes way back in history...I don't know about Egypt, but definitely during the reigns of the Romans and Greeks, and is even noted in the bible along with other immoral practices.

The One Black Leadeer: A Bold Courageous Voice of Reason

A very intelligent and honest perspective.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Religious and community leaders unite to bring families together and focus on stopping violence in communities.

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

Contact: Paythia Jenkins
215-758-3815

Kendall Hayes
htspr@ymail.com


Religious and community leaders unite to bring families together
and focus on stopping violence in communities.

Camden, NJ & Philadelphia, PA July 28, 2010 – On Saturday July 31, 2010 New Start Foundations Project Build Up along with the Nation of Islam’s, Temple # Minister Wasim Muhammad and Reverend Tony Evans of 10th street Baptist Church will combine forces that will bring to light community concerns that too often go unheard. The goal is to listen to the concerns of residents and bring forth and implement viable resolutions.

The group will also focus on introducing programs for juveniles and adults, with special emphasis in the areas of effective living skills, job readiness skills, job development and job placement.

This event will be held from 3:00p, until 7:00pm at 10th Street Baptist Church, 1860 South 10th Street, Camden, NJ 08104

Paythia Jenkins, CEO stresses the need for support of their various up & coming fund-raising initiatives. “By next April, we want to expand the program and open a One Stop Center for hands-on training” she stated during a recent interview.

Although the organization has not received any funding, it remains, true to its legacy. Consistent with working on programs and services for at-risk youth, ex-offenders and welfare to work, NSF has become a vital resource for those in need.


About NSF: New Start Foundation, Inc, A 501(c)3 non profit founded in 2006. The goal is bring back the love, dignity and respect in communities and teaching acceptance of one another’s differences, while acknowledging our commonalities as we unite.

For additional information, visit www.nsfoutreach.org

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Self Examination

When trying to nail down my most favorite Michael Jackson song, I settled for "Man in the Mirror".

I'm Gonna Make A Change,
For Once In My Life
It's Gonna Feel Real Good,
Gonna Make A Difference
Gonna Make It Right


Self examination can be a hard thing to do. But it is something that one must do for themselves. There is no person that can do it for you. In my case, if someone tried to "help me" see my flaws, I would more than likely cut off communication with them. And I would justify it by telling myself how they need to take the plank out of their own eye before trying to tell me that I have some sawdust in mine.

As I, Turn Up The Collar On My
Favourite Winter Coat
This Wind Is Blowin' My Mind
I See The Kids In The Street,
With Not Enough To Eat
Who Am I, To Be Blind?
Pretending Not To See
Their Needs


I submerged myself into my occupation with counseling, consoling, and guiding kids in the Philadelphia School District. I believe this really is my calling, but even with all the good I do there, I was still hurting those close to me by not even taking into consideration how they felt or what they thought or their opinions. (Everybody except my youngest daughter Kourtney. She was the only one whose thoughts and opinions mattered to me.) Poor Chloe was trying to tell me this all along, but we would just end up getting into horrible arguments.

I'm Starting With The Man In
The Mirror
I'm Asking Him To Change
His Ways
And No Message Could Have
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
Take A Look At Yourself
And Make A Change


Somebody finally got through. It was my oldest daughter, Portia who finally made that breakthrough and I realize how I have been totally oblivious to the feelings, thoughts and opinions of other people. I alos see how that has effected and hurt them. I mean, I really was like a "it's my way or t he highway" type chick, and meant it and didn't care either. Now, to you, this may not amount to a hill of beans. But for me...this is a major breakthrough.

I may not be what I outta be, but I'm on my way to what I'm gonna be and thank God I'm not what I used to be.

Yours truly,

A Work In Progress

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Everytime a baby is born...

So is a grandmother.

I am going to be a granmother yall! That's scary.

When I first learned that I was going to be a grandmother, quite frankly, I was upset. This world is crazy and I can barely take care of myself and now I'm gonna have a grandbaby?!?!

I found out exactly 10 days before my father died. As the initial shock wore off and the weeks passed by, I got kinda comfortable with the idea. Then yesterday, I felt my grandbaby move - and she captured my heart. Now I'm downright excited!!!(Yes! another girl.)

It's still scary though. The thought of being a grandmom. First of all, what will she call me? She definitely ain't calling me no grandmom.

I will say this. There has been a shift in my being over the last month and a half. I feel ...softer. Things and people to whom my heart was once hardened to...the hardness is gone. In it's place is a new...softness...kinda like I used to be a long time ago...before life's challenges changed me.

But with my new softness, I'm a whole lot stonger and wiser (and I have the gray hairs to show it!) So, maybe I actually am more prepared for grandparenthood than I thoought!

Peace and Love!

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