His Mama Said...

I have a friend, we'll call him Santrell, who has the funniest stories about his mama. She cracks me up and I've asked his permission to share his stories because they are too funny not to share, so from time to time,the words I type will not be my own (I have his permission).

She is a little church lady with a sharp tongue. He (and his brothers) are 30-40 year olds, nice looking and enjoying the dating world. I think what's so funny to me is that their mama is sweet as pie, but he knows (and I think he does it on purpose at times) just what to say to make her do a 180° and cuss him out.

You just might recognize them...

Here we go, just an example of what to expect!


Mom: You going to come to our church choir gala on Sunday?

Santrell: Nah momma, I will be at my church

M: (dead silence...then) What's wrong with coming to MY church sometimes? We serve the same God!

S: Momma, I know that...it's just that...Your choir is full of non-singing white folks...and y'all sing with no soul or passion.

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M: You soul-less, most unclean child of mine! We sing better than any choir I've ever heard! And who said you had to be black to sing for the Lord???!!! Your ears are filled with the devil's music and you would not know God's heavenly choir if He hit you with a drumstick! Why....etc, etc, etc!!!

(Click)

Just Once

I haven't written for a long time. Today I was able to hash something out, not perfect but my mind is flowing again.

Inspired...

Just once, I want to hold your hand, maybe take a walk in the sand.

Just once, I want to look into your eyes to see you looking back in mine.

Just once, I wish that you were here, watching the sunset and kisses so dear.

Just once, I want to touch your face, nice and slow, not in haste.

Just once, I want to feel your arms, wrapped around me feeling safe from harm.

Just once, I'll give you this heart of mine. Just once I'll love you for a lifetime.

Just once I wish it all were true, forever I want to be with you.

Four Months

Wow, I can't believe it's been so long since I've put words onto this blog!

I have had a few health challenges, a couple of surgeries, no kidney yet, but I think that I am just overall exhausted.

I spend a little time each night on FB playing Bubble Safari/Bubble Safari Ocean, I listen to Urbansoulz radio shows almost nightly and I try to post something on Instagram, even if it's just to adverstise The Soul FM show of the day.

I never thought it was possible, but I think I'm burning out. I've been sleeping a lot, but I'm still tired all the time.

I'll try to do better. I've got to do something different.

Man, give me my hour back!

Yes I know...I've been neglecting the blog. Well *newsflash* I've been kinda neglecting the net. Just don't have a lot of energy for it these days. I mean I post stuff, but I'm slow about responding to comments on the stuff I post and most days if I don't go online via mobile, I just don't get there.

Well I hadn't told you that I had a potential kidney donor. He went and got tested and he is not a match, but what I post after this will bring you up to speed.

Here goes:

Well I got the results of my potential donor...not a match. I actually got the news a couple days ago, but I was trying to come to grips with losing 2 friends in 2 days. One 49, the other just 27. That alone would make someone think of their own mortality with no health problems. Yeah.

Have you finished your Christmas shopping? I am not a person that has the discipline to spread it out over the year or even over a couple of months, so here it is, (well Friday) the last pay period before Christmas and I'll be trying to do it all in a couple of days. Money is reeeeeal tight this year, so it will be interesting. I wasn't able to buy gifts for the Angel Tree this year, which is a bummer because I've basically done that since I was 17. Well, the past couple of years I've done a Secret Santa, usually for a single mom friend of mine. Whoever I saw a big need for. I'd send them a gift every day for a week and reveal my identity the last gift. I LOVE doing stuff like that. How I got such a big philanthropic heart with my income, I'll never know.

Oh yeah, back to my match. He's a trooper! He's still going to be tested. They have a thing called crossmatch (this is easy to understand if you're a Grey's Anatomy fan) where he'll be on my donor "team" even though we don't match. There can be someone else whose donor didn't match but they become a team also. My donor could match their donor and vice versa and we'd switch partners and they'd donate that way.

What do I want for Christmas? Well aside from a kidney or that Mega Millions that I didn't get? I would like each person that reads this, to say a small prayer for someone else, not even necessarily me. Send a note or a card to someone you haven't talked to in a long time (trust me, a phone call you can play over and over in your head and then suddenly one day start forgetting parts of the conversation, but a note, you have it all right there) and post or send this link to your FB page or email. Thank you and have a Merry Christmas!

Here I Go Again

This time on Friday, I was in the holding room waiting to go up to surgery because my graft was clotted again. I'd be willing to bet it's because my blood thinner was too high in my system. Now instead of taking it down a milligram at a time, the doctor reduced it by 3. Well, my blood had "thickened" so much that they couldn't even get a good blood draw because my blood would clot up and prevent the phlebotomist (sp) from getting anything significant. Long story short, went to surgery without lab work and had a successful one, dialyzing at the hospital afterward.

Well...I go to treatment last night and guess what? Clot. Why? The issues with my blood draw was apparently not enough of a clue that I needed a higher dose of blood thinner. SO, I'll be back at the hospital today at noon.

I am so glad I don't get anxious! I'm so glad I just pray and go. So here goes...2 surgeries in 4 days.

This has been my life...

Unconventional Ways

It's 2013. There was a time when (and oftentimes still) I wouldn't ask a dime of anyone. Now if I see that someone needs something, sometimes I'll ask them if they need anything, but usually I'll just bless them with it.

If you've read my blog for awhile, you know I've got kidney disease, have been on dialysis since 2009 and have recently gotten accepted into the transplant program and am now on the list. Well although my insurance covers most of the costs related to the transplant (mine and whoever the donor will be), there are still out of pocket expenses that are crazy.

I never thought I'd be on this side of a fundraiser, but my SiStar Kali aka Kiwi aka Da Kween has set up a donation page at Give Forward, a fundraising page to help offset some of the costs associated with kidney disease. I've kind of been sending notes to Kali to post over there instead of here, but I need to keep things going over here or I'll be the onliest (no sure why I like that word or why I even chose to use it right now) person reading this blog.

I will repost over here what I have posted there and will try to remember to post both places from now on...

Words Unspoken

Yeah girl, you my ride or die...(long as you buy)

I'd do anything for you (as long as I don't make myself uncomfortable)

You know I be in my moods (but you could still check and see if I need anything)

You my ace! (Til I fuck up, then I don't want to hear what you have to say)

Wow, thanks for the loan. What? No loan? You know I got you if you ever need it! (What? $20 is a lot of money, when can you pay it back?)

Good looking out. I was sick as a dog. I appreciate ya! (Uh, um, I thought I didn't hear from you cuz you didn't want to be bothered. I didn't know you were sick = translate I knew you were sick, but I didn't want you asking me to do anything I didn't feel like doing.