Thursday Thoughts

“When I get honest, I admit I am a bundle of paradoxes. I believe and I doubt, I hope and get discouraged, I love and I hate, I feel bad about feeling good, I feel guilty about not feeling guilty. I am trusting and suspicious. I am honest and I still play games. Aristotle said …

What Blazing Trails Feels Like and Other Revelations

This post was originally published at MyBrownBaby.com So I suppose this post might be just a wee bit too transparent; too revealing. My apologies, in advance. However, for my own sanity, I have to, once again, shed my halo and tell my whole, ugly truth. Here goes: Sometimes I’m incredibly envious of people. Not rolling-my-eyes-and-I-hate-their-guts …

It Could Have Been Me: When Stupidity Means Death and Other Fears of a Mother

(originally published on MyBrownBaby.com) I drank too much that night. I was nineteen years old, hanging out with friends in my dorm, listening to music, playing spades and sipping for the first time on something I'd never heard of until then: MD 20/20. Yep, I was nineteen. And dumb. Not dumb as in unintelligent or …

[My Brown Baby] Forget 2014 Resolutions, It’s time for a New Year’s REVOLUTION

Revolution (noun) \ˌre-və-ˈlü-shən – a sudden, extreme, or complete change in the way people live, work, etc.; the overthrow of a system. I suck at New Year’s resolutions. Don’t get me wrong; I’m pretty decent at setting professional goals and breaking my neck (literally, it feels like sometimes) to meet them. But when it comes …

The Date

This time was different. On every other date I’d ever had, I always felt like I was in control of the person’s perception of me physically. Hair nicely groomed. Face beat to perfection (makeup). No eating all day so my stomach wouldn’t bloat. Toes done. Nails done. Special perfume (I’m partial to Chanel or a …