Archive for May, 2008

“Live from New York…My supporters are racist!”

Monday, May 12th, 2008

I might have to start tuning in again…

Sun Tzu and Cinderella

Monday, May 12th, 2008

My latest column, The Princess Problem: “There’s More Than One Way of Being Pretty”, is up over at AntiRacistParent.  Toot-toot.

A random party shuffle playlist for writing on a Sunday evening

Sunday, May 11th, 2008

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Best. Mama’s. Day. Gift. Ever.

Sunday, May 11th, 2008

Dear Mini-Me,
The tulips, delivered to my front door yesterday, were indeed wonderful.  Bright, fresh, and lovely.
The mini mylar balloon was cute.
The chocolates, which you and your little sister ate the majority of helped me eat, were heavenly.
But this afternoon, you topped yourself when you came bounding into my bedroom with a large collection of Dilbert […]

Running like a girl

Friday, May 9th, 2008

Growing up, I was one of those girls who hated gym class. One of those girls who the boys never wanted on their team during games because my fellow gym-haters and I would stand around gossiping, determined not to break a sweat in 90-plus degree Florida heat, reciting the words to “The Real Roxanne” […]

Mother no more

Wednesday, May 7th, 2008

My relationship with my late mother was a loving but rocky one. Not long ago, when I drafted a tribute to my grandmother, the wonderful editor who guided me through the revision of that essay pointed out major holes in the piece. These holes represented places where I hesitated to write anything remotely […]

If you can lend yourself $6.4 M…

Wednesday, May 7th, 2008

…you might want to go easy on calling other folk “elitist.”
In my personal dictionary, wealth and elitism go hand in hand. By virtue of being rich, you automatically isolate yourself from HAVING to experience the struggles that the less-well-off must face. You automatically have more personal, professional, economic, and social choices and […]

Sticking to my day job

Monday, May 5th, 2008

So last night, a gazillion years after the fad first surfaced, I gave karaoke a shot.
Yesterday afternoon, Tech Boo and I decided to throw a karaoke party at his place during early summer while his mom is in town. Grown-ups only, soul food, drinks…a good old-fashioned house party. We wrote the evite in […]

Mama’s Favorites

Sunday, May 4th, 2008

I’ve recently added some good folks to ye olde blogroll. Please go get your mind fed.
Love,
Mamalicious!
MyAmericanMeltingPot from the author of Kinky Gazpacho
Negrophile It’s Negrolicious!
The Learning Center in ExileMusings from DebbieDeb, my sister from another mother
VerySmartBrothas  “best served with post-coital grits and turkey bacon”…The Champ is my homie, my ace boon, my bro-ham…allathat!

What about Hagee?

Sunday, May 4th, 2008

While the whole country, it seems, has Rev. Jeremiah on continuous play, I (and others) have noted that McCain’s connection to Rev. Hagee has (surprise!) largely gone unnoticed by the media outlets that are salivating over the Obama-Wright connection.  Why hasn’t McCain been made to account for Hagee, I wondered.  Well, from my mouth to […]