JAH, help me please !!!!

Mommy, does daddy have a tail like a lion?

(First thought: "Well, not ex-act-ly.")

I think I'll go with my second thought: Daddy turn around, let me see if you have a tail. I don't see a tail. Mommy enjoys a bottomless chuckle.

(next day).

Mommy, did you know that boys have weiners?

Humans have hair...

Mommy, did you know humans have hair?

Hair?

Yes. When you're a little girl, you don't have hair because you're a little girl. But when you get to 5th grade, you get hair. And when you go to middle school, you get even more hair. And then when you grow up, you get covered in hair, like you.

Watching paint dry...

Usually, I can sit and enjoy every minute of my Saturday afternoon and hope it never ends. Today, however, is the Budweiser Shootout which marks the beginning of the 2009 NASCAR season. I am foaming at the mouth waiting for 8:00 pm. Here's to "Saturday Nights under the lights" with hot, athletic men driving around in fast cars at ridiculous speeds with loud engines roaring. Drive it like you stole it baby. I'm still hoping that one day soon, my bad-boy "Smoke" (aka Tony Stewart) will take me for a spin. If not, I will surely settle for any of my other boy toys. They've had about three months to work out and get ready for their debut this week. I can hardly wait to check out their talents. Tick, tock, tick....

Hey, we all have our vices. At least my husband knows about mine. ;-)

Mama Says: Fruit don't fall far from tree...

Let me be the first to introduce you to the newest member of our family, "Katherine Rose". She is my daughter's special American Girl doll, and my miracle hopefully.




On my island, the old people say "Fruit don't fall far from tree". Therefore, whatever trouble you give your parents, you will surely get it back when you have children." Because they said it with such conviction, and they were old and wise, I figured they must know what they are talking about. I tried to remember how I was as a child and didn't have to think too long to decide that maybe I shouldn't have children. I was always scared to have children but during an emotional time in my life, I threw caution to the wind and we planned to have a child. I became pregnant with my daughter shortly thereafter. After giving birth, it didn't take long for me to decide that one child is more than enough for me! After all, why test fate again?

I was always concerned that my daughter was never really attached to any particular doll, toy, or stuffed animal like most kids I have seen. Consequently, unlike most parents, I didn't have the privilege of making "I'll take away your toys" an effective disciplinary tool. The girl was not phased by much. Whatever the situation, she would almost defiantly, just go with the flow where other kids would be screaming their lungs out. Her teachers would put her in timeout. Didn't bother her. She would sit there until it was over leaving them puzzled, rather than the child they originally set out to discipline. I always found it amusing when they would look to me for direction that I could not possibly provide them. After all, aren't they the experienced ones with kids? My cousin's wife once said of my daughter, "She is the kind of child that don't make you want to kill her. She makes you want to kill yourself." Although I don't endorse any killing, knowing the complex being that is my daughter, I understood what my cousin's wife was trying to say.

I do recognize that I have been blessed with an everflowing source of energy, but I also appreciate her unconditional love and calm of spirit. I am the luckiest woman on earth to have been chosen as the vessel to bring her complex, unique, enduring spirit into this world.

One Love, Se'Lah

Conscious Friday: HAPPY EARTH LIGHT!!!

Today is the 64th anniversary of the birth of Robert "Bob" Nesta Marley (born February 6, 1945). I invite you to join me in celebrating this occasion. Please feel free to leave comments regarding how he and/or his music has influenced you.







One Love, Se'Lah

Friendship...

I have always used the word friend very sparingly. Indeed, I am extremely comfortable having very few friends. I am not sure if it is by choice or by design but I am guided to a selected few individuals as such. As our paths in life crossed, I knew within very short order which of these individuals would be adopted into that role in my life. It's hard to explain but it is a connection of the spirit that is so pure and genuine, it just is.

Lately, I've had been having a recurrent thought...more of a question of myself really. Am I as good a friend to my friends as they are to me?

*Tarrus Riley: I'll Be Your Friend

One Love, Se'Lah

HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH...

Enjoy the sounds of LadySmith Black Mambazo singing "Homeless"...