My nephew, Quentin had a basball game on Monday....I was there to cheer him on and take pictures for my sister of HIM but I found myself drawn to afro puff pontytails and beaded braids.....


My brother's big head and the corner of his daughter Jermylah...Mylie is what I call her...she aint the friendliest child.....but she is so dang cute


and of course Ava Rae was there...and she loves to ham it up and talk to ANY body...N E bbbbbbbbbbbbody....

oh and there was some baseball at the baseball game.... this is Quentin

But while Quentin made a home run....the cutest thing happened between Mylie and Ava Rae!!! They hugged...oh and Quentin scored a run....yeah.. something like that...

LOOK at those eyelashes!!!!

oh...I did get a picture of the home run....yeah for Aunt Jakki paying attention....

Ava Rae says: does she know that I aint the star attraction here???? hmmmmmm

Just so you know I did cheer, clap and yell for my nephew who had an AWESOME game....

LOL…watching Jalil trying to do the moonwalk…both of the boys know about MJ but I don’t think they KNOW about MJ so of course, now, there are documentaries on every channel, I think they are pretty amazed about the performer that he was…but to see a lanky uncoordinated teenage boy grab his crotch, screech and TRY and do the moon walk…priceless....

basketball basketball basketball....didya here me.... BASKETBALL
Jalil @ the freethrow line which
is a shot he practices allllllllllllllllllll
freakin' day

Okoye's team has started praying before
and after their games.... although....I'm kinda peeved that the
coach doesnt take part (that's him off to the side in gray).......
Okoye is the shortest one in the front...post later
on the issues THAT is causing....


TUMMY SUMMERSAULTS…lately I don’t know what the deal is…no food is appetizing to me and when I eat it upsets my stomach…these are a couple reasons why I am considering a fast…why do I think this will do some good, you may ask, well that is where ummmm I guess my spirituality comes more into play. I grew up with the ‘fast’ as a way of cleansing the soul so to speak. I grew up with a fast here and there but not…all the time. There was not a predetermined time or schedule it was just ‘we gonna fast for so and so’…. But I have always felt that if my spirit wasn’t right then it would come out physically. Well in my saying to a couple people that I wanted to do this…I’ve been getting lots of ‘cleanse’ treatments regimes, you know, like detox diets and stuff. I do appreciate it but I just want to do the plain ol not eating but I know my diabetes is not going to let me do that so I’m looking into other options.....


baseball baseball and a lil more....baseball. My nephew
plays so we always support the home slices......


nobody...just a reeeeeeeeeeeeealllly cool shot....LOL

my glady's ( gladiole's) always droop....hopefully next year I will get enough
or have something in front of them so that they be

supported better.

My parents are building onto a deck and wrapping it around to the back of their house....the first was taken about 3 months ago...the other is taken about 3 weeks ago...not bad for two retired 60 year olds.....they do a child proud....they grow up so fast, dont they???

QUESTION…Is anyone else having trouble with loading pictures here on Blogspot and not being able to move them around?

TROUBLED…Another friend is layed off. Makes me more thankful…makes me more mindful

LOVIN’…the song by Miley Cyrus….the Climb...dont ask me why...well you can but I honestly couldnt tell you why

SELF TALK…. I need to put on my Big Girl Panties

FLOATING....its a wonder I didnt get a ticket coming into work...the RADIO was playing some Hall & Oates and I was floating....

FASTING...I'm researching doing this...

SO GOOD...why do garden tomatoes taste so freakin' good??? Sliced with salt and pepper...but when I eat too much of them I get sores...NOT GOOD

Flies...are Satan's revenge

stay blessed....

This would be why I have trouble in relationships…



I’ve been raised that I can do what any man can do (and yes, sometimes better) so on Fathers Day, my dad, checking the spacing on my spark plugs, lost a spark plug behind the engine and was having trouble finding it. He asked me to help him. I really didn’t want to…I mean it was hot, I just did my nails that morning and it was hot. Did I say….it was hot???? yeah well, it was Father’s Day…and as much as my dad and I fight, it seemed to be something he wanted me to do so I went down to help him. This is how I grew up. Trailing after my dad, standing right beside him, handing him this and that, looking under hoods. He is a man that believes that a woman can do anything a man can do. She doesn’t HAVE to but if need be…she can. He is a man that believes a man needs a woman just like a woman needs a man. He is a man that believes that a woman CAN be just as strong as a man but shouldn’t have to be at all times. But…my dad is ol skool. He can two step with the best of them. Cooks breakfast and lunch for my mom. Showers my mom with stuffed animals, chocolates and whatever her hearts desire. But isn’t afraid to say ‘honey I need your help’. I’ve heard him say ‘honey can you help me’ or ‘honey, you were right’ or ‘honey what do you think about this’. He also cleans up pretty good if you ask me…

When my marriage ended my father took me out to dinner. We sat and talked while we ate. At one point we both were quiet, a very comfortable quietness but my father finally said I was stronger than I realized. I remember him saying that one line and I remember my tears just started rolling (not the poster child for strength, I know). That he raised a strong, smart, beautiful daughter, and one day I would not feel all this pain. That it would never completely go away but it would ease up and I would be better for it and I would be blessed.


I don’t know exactly what the blessing will be. Has it already came? How much longer do I have to wait? But I would think it would have to be in the form of having a partner who understands that even when I say ‘I can do it myself!!!’ what I really mean is that ‘yes I can do it myself but please help me.’ That when I’m onery and mean…its then that I am hurting the most. That when I’m stuck under a hood of a car and it looks like the car is swallowing me whole,

it means that I’m scared that I will never have what my parents have so I have to stay one up on everything. I am a contradiction in so many ways but if you look closely enough, you can read me like a open face large print book.

When I left my parents, my mom kissed my cheek and gave me my plates of food to take home to the boys and I went to find my dad, laying on the couch, the TV watching him snore, I kissed his cheek and he cocked one eye open and said ‘call me when you get home’. He snarled it at so I said okay and started for the door. When I opened the door, from behind me my dad said ‘I love you’. I smiled and without looking I said it back to him and walked out.

Yeah…someone has some big shoes to fill….

SO FREAKIN’ SLEEPY…. With being in a constant tense mode, rainy days and nights, our schedules being hella hectic and having games last night and not getting home until 10:30, I feel like I could sleep for days on in and still be tired. I’m sleepy and grouchy and I’m sure the other dwarfs are somewhere deep inside…

FLAT HAIR IS NEVER SEXY…this humidity brought on by the constant storm and rain showers is NOT doing my hair any justice. A mother of one of my sons friends gushed on how cute it was last night…she called it hip…a young style. I don’t handle compliments very well so of course I went into my shrill giggle and rambled about its all about the humidity, blah blah blah. When I realized she sat there blinking at me, I stopped and said thank you and moved on.

LOL….Okoye just called. They have conditioning at 6 in the morning. Usually they zap some sort of breakfast biscuit before they head out but we ran out of the huge industrial quantity ones so they went hungry. Okoye just called and said…

WE MIGHT BURN THE HOUSE DOWN!!!

Okay…NOT the thing to say to someone who has been displaced by a fire so I had to let that marinate for a second…anyway…they are cooking scrambled eggs and pancakes….I do believe they are using my wok to make the eggs…

MAKEUP…I go through this every year…we swim a lot during the summer months and I end up a shade or two darker than normal so when I do decide to wear make my foundation…I look like a makeup/fashion don’t. Seriously…it looks like I am joining the circus my makeup cakes up so bad

LISTENER SKILLS…I’m trying to listen more. No..not ease drop on conversations but be a better listener. Listen to what others have to say, not try to already figure out what they are going to say so that I can have MY opinion ready once they stop talking….try to realize when someone wants someone to listen and NOT solve any problems…

ELLEN IS THE BOMB…have you ever just wondered at how much Ellen gives away in a day??? I mean seriously…this woman gives gifts and cash away all the freakin’ time. I know she probably gets a deduction of some sort but still….you have to be a special kind of nice to give people stuff the way she does…

This post is rated MsTDBE*

*Moms Take a Deep Breathe and EEEEEEEExxxxxxxxxxxhale

Okay Okay okay...keep it together....he's still my baby....wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhewwwwwwwwwwwww....okay onto other birthday festivities....

On second thought...I need to breathe into a paper bag....

Okoye Makes Dinner Tonight....

He's cleaning the chicken before we flour it...ummmmm...




He's a lil bit grossed out by what is on chicken....slime plus some feathers does not equal delicious chicken...



'Grease' is a poppin' and he's worried about his perfect physique being burned....yeah

I was also frying some cabbage and doing some corn on the cob but cutting up the onions for the cabbage was too much for him...

Here he is tearing up....

Overall...dinner was good...cabbage was a little salty but we still ate it...

Good job son....