Chit Chatter

It’s 3am…my witching hour…so of course I’m up.

Right now, I’m listening to the wind whistle Dixie…and an old episode of All My Children is on where I can remember being grossed out by the almost-love affair between Erica and Ryan. How you gone romance your daughter’s baby daddy? Ole cougar lookin’ ass…

Anyway…I’m up. Not mad either. I had a great Vicodin induced “nap”.  Oh, you don’t know what happened? Lemme update you:

~ So, my 40’s kicked the door in with a “probable meniscus tear” in my left knee (to be determined how severe w/an MRI) …did I write that in my birtsay blog? Probably. Either way…I’ve been hobbling like an 80yr old. What I’ve noticed is NOW…I’ve got pain in my right knee, because when you injure one side of your body…the other side will begin to get overused. So now…BOTH knees hurt.

~ I’ve had a tad bit of family drama (on the pappy’s side) and it’s had me in perpetual eye rolling mode for some time now. I’ll just say, “The LOVE of money is the root of all evil”

~ I’m learning to let go…I used to have SUCH a hard time letting go. I love so hard and want people to stay in my life whom I deem important, but when people let you go…you too, have to shake off the shackles of exhausted connections…and yes…even if it is family. I’m preparing myself to leave this earth SOLO…so, that means, if folks wanna act like my presence is optional…I will act accordingly.

~ Fancy Face Kreations has been my new baby for a while now…and with God’s grace and a chance from new connections, it will flourish. Click the link at the top of the page and see what we’re all about!!

~ Folks are hard-headed (random)…I swear you can’t tell folks NOTHING. I promise that I’m  learning to purse my lips and shush my thoughts. 40 gives you an almost automatic IDGAF license.

~ I’m kinda mad that the news reported that cats are killers. DUH..they have claws and teef. They have the hunter instincts like their bigger cat cousins and WILL put it in the life of a bird or rodent. It’s the cycle of life. Talmbout…humans need to keep their cats in the house. “The jail you made for Fluffy is the one you gonna rot in…”

~ Why folks keep messing with Bey? Let that child alone. Leave these CELEBS alone. They’re people too…learn some boundaries. Living a life in the spotlight doesn’t mean you get to invade them with your judgments. Mattafack…try this with ALL humans. Getcho own space.

~ Welp, I’m closing it out…not going to bed so to speak…but, ending my little midnight meandering. I’ll end up on Facebook playing Chefville until I can’t keep my eyes open.

Good night, Scopers. To you all in the line of fire of the bad weather…be safe. God bless. Return to me. 🙂

Forever 22

 I normally do something via FB for Aaliyah, but I think I’ll share with you guys this year…

So weird how I became a fan. Searching for baby names and finding hers as the feminine form of my now ex’s name. I had never paid attention to it, never seen it spelled that way and didn’t know the meaning. Days later, “Back and Forth” premiered and I thought it was interesting. I had every album and I remember the day she died, just like I remember what I was doing when Whitney and Michael died.

Some people think that fans glorify musicians and idolize them from some place of worship…well, some do…but, I love the artistry that’s gifted to them. THEN they gift it to us. The same way I hold onto last year’s birthday card is the same way I hold on to music “given to me” on a specific day. I can remember so much of my life by music.

My first love and I had sex to Prince’s “Adore”. Cheryl Lynn’s “Encore” will always give me visions of NYC (It came on the radio while on an outing to the movies). Miki Howard’s “Come Home to Me” will remind me the day an extended family member died…and Fantasia’s “Even Angels” reminds me of when my Grandma died in 2010. So many more songs…so many life events attached.

Music is the sound of poetry and love and anyone who can convey those things to me is someone who becomes a favorite.

What inspired me about Aaliyah is that she never seemed to be fazed by much. Us Capricorns get a bad wrap for seeming cold, unmoved and detached, but that’s hardly it. At our best, we’re disciplined (a lot of us are and a lot aren’t). We’re classy and conservative and very private. We share what we think you need to know and the rest is none of your business. In spite of Aaliyah’s earlier scandal involving her alleged marriage to R. Kelly (a more troubled Capricorn)…I rarely saw any drama attached to her name. We definitely like to stay drama-free…well some of us. lol

At 22, the year of her death…she was on her star’s rise. I can remember being excited to see the new Matrix movie with her in it. I wasn’t cuckoo over the movie Queen of the Damned. I honestly thought it was more of B or C movie….c it on broadcast cable. lol

I did listen to her last studio album over and over. Songs that were never widely released stayed on my playlist. “It’s Whatever”, “Loose Rap”, “I Refuse”, and “Those Were The Days”…got played incessantly along with the radio faves, “We Need A Resolution”, “Rock The Boat”, “More Than A Woman” and my favorite “I Care 4 U”.

I could hear her maturity shining through and her independence. She seemed to be coming nicely into her young woman…leaving behind a lot of her boyish wardrobe with “One In A Million”.

When she died…I remember it airing on MTV and I was shocked. I couldn’t believe it. A plane crash…8 people died. Families devastated ..fans dumbfounded…questions of ‘why’ abounding. The time on the clock was 6:16 when I found out. All I could think was that she was exactly 6yrs and 6 days younger than me…and her birthday was the 16th. Eerie…to a weirdo like myself, LOL

I remember the funeral on TV and the 22 released doves…the white horse and carriage and her mom weeping uncontrollably. I even remember how slowly but eventually…her whole clique fell apart, leaving the music scene with drips and drops of them…but, never like when “Baby Girl” was alive.

She was their muse…and that’s the part that’s saddest. Someone whose spirit we only saw in pieces of her music and performances…was FAR more to those who knew her and lost a piece of them when she left.

I just keep playing her stuff. Just like I do Whitney, Michael and so many others who passed on and left a rhythmic legacy of notes and keys.

Love her or hate her…there was no one like her.

Happy Birthday, Aaliyah…

Le Birstay Blog

HOLA!! How’s everyone?

I know, I know…I’m soooo off this blogging game. I think it became sorta kinda tainted when they started making money off of it…before that, blogging was an art and was fun. Now, it’s about capitalism and we all know what happens once an art gets exploited…but, I digress…big time. LOL

My BIRTHDAY! Right! 🙂

I turned 40 on January 10th. I’d been super excited for my birthday. I’m ALWAYS excited about my birthday. I love birthdays…mine and everyone’s around me. I normally just chillax on my day and soak up my own personal “New Year”. I dig a peaceful existence, so I’m just fine w/the meal of my choice and a little sippy sip while sitting in front of the TV. lol

NOT this year though. I wanted to share my day with some special people…friends…ladies, who’d been there for me. People who have been on some part of my journey. It’s goes without saying that my baby sis has been there the longest, but she’s far from being the only one to be in my life…giving love, support and true friendship. My girl Joy has been quite the sister, too. She helped me organize this little kween affair and did a lot of running around to ensure that all of those involved were either safely arrived, comfortable or accounted for.

Joy & Kiwi
Our friend Tina came in from Maryland to visit…
See, it started out as a mere visit. Tina wanted to come earlier in December, but the planning (along with the pressures of the upcoming Christmas season) was a bit much. I suggested she come at a later date and immediately, my birthday popped into my head. She, Joy and I would hang out and do fun things AND celebrate my milestone birthday. LEGGO!
Kiwi & Tina
Before long…this plan turned into what I called, “Kween’s Kick-Ass 40th Birthday Weekend”. Originally, the plan was to see Times Square and show Tina the town, but as time passed things changed. One of the biggest was my injury. I somehow happened upon a meniscus tear and was given an immobilizer with crutches. I couldn’t have been more bummed. I had SO much to do to prepare for this weekend and not enough get-up-and-go. 
Somehow…SOME way…the more important details came together. I may not have gotten my nails done, or had the necklace I wanted or been able to stroll Times Square, but I had friends and family who loved me and wanted to bring in my 40th year breaking bread in my honor.
Meeting Tina was the highlight of the weekend. As happy as I was to see all of my lovely sisters/sistars/sistas…this one was special. Once again, I got to meet someone who’d earned a piece of my friendship heart from afar. TIna is as sweet and loving as I thought her to be PLUS more. The energy this woman emanates is nothing less than a positive aura with the glow of a crown. She’s easy-going, but don’t take NO shit…my kinda girl. lol Having her there was very special.
…but, so is my entire sista circle. 🙂
My baby sister (and twin by six years) came and brought along our godson’s mom, Aly…my baby sister from another. I knew she’d come, but didn’t know she’d come…but, knew she’d come. LOL It’s hard to explain. Just know that I was glad to see shawty roll up in what had to be 5″ heels…tryna be taller than me. lol
Monifa, Kiwi & Aly
My sistars Chante & Caprice showed…which was a given. These ladies just hop on trains and beat a path. lol …it’s always too long between visits…but, it’s good to know that there are folks in your circle where the love remains the same no matter HOW long it’s been since the last hug.
Caprice & Chante

Speaking of a LONG time between visits…my friend Vikki and I hadn’t seen each other since my grandmother died. That’s almost three years ago. It’s amazing how “life” gets in the way and time continues to expand between people. The thing is…that regardless of how long it had been, when thinking of those I wanted to share in my day with me…she was definitely one of them. I was happy to see her and grateful that she took the time out of her non-stop busy life to come out.
Kiwi & Vikki
My cousin Felicia showed up, too! I actually just met her in December and wanted to make sure that we used every opportunity to hang out. She blended right in and I was tickled by her ease with my friends. 
Felicia & Monifa
Dinner was at the Havana Cafe, a suggestion by Caprice. The food was good…the ambiance was nice as well. We had a momentary run-in with a rude hostess, but all was remedied and the night went smooth afterward. I mean, what do you expect? She had that Latina fire…but, I gotta little Rican in me so THERE!! LOL 
Havana fare…
Joy got my cake from “Make My Cake” in Harlem. Red velvet…and good!
Yum!!
I have to say…not all who were invited…made it. My girl DeAnna aka Deedles…couldn’t make it. Crazier thing…even thought it’s not WHY she couldn’t make it…she, too had a knee injury that required an immobilizer. 
My girl Maria couldn’t make it on such short notice. We both pouted about it, but she kept telling me to have fun for her. I tried. lol I may not have poured some licka out for her…but, I definitely made my drink strong in her honor. LOL
My girl, Tei was sidelined too…I swear, it seems all my closest friends of the heart…live the furthest from me. That’s the down side to finding friendships in cyberspace. The distance is a killer of party dreams.
Gina…a close friend of Tina’s and mine…was thisclose to coming, but couldn’t. She was sorely missed with the rest of the absentee ladies.
My LOCAL girls, Ayanna and Renee missed the festivities as well. In spite of living in the vicinity, the two ladies had last minute issues that kept them away. We’re gonna plan an outing soon though. I mean, my birthday celebration ain’t over. I think 40 DESERVES a whole month of recognition…don’t you think? 
I spent my ACTUAL day with the lady who brought me in the world. We had a simple lunch of pizza and she helped me get a couple of errands done for the weekend. I got cool cards and gifts and I felt like a spoiled little diva. lol …what more could you ask for?
I had a wonderful weekend…and I just pray that God blesses me with an equally stellar year. How about that…I COULD ask for more.
Love you…fa weel doe. 😉
Kween