I know you wanna look…. video of me HEY y’all! ;0)

I know you wanna see who is behind the words.. Well here is my half! Hey y’all! Im an all star! Don’t judge me and if you do tell me what you think! LOL

Wait a minute!! Don’t forget about me. I did my welcome too! Check it out.

29- Last summer

IMG_0279Last summer( 2013 ) I drove myself, and my 3 kidlets 3000 miles round trip in a seriously eco sized car(its a story you want to hear Ill tell you about it later)  to visit Bd and her family for some summer fun.. I do not have cable.. I have netflix and hulu I pay less than $20 a month for entertainment. So let me tell you that I was STUNNED shitless with the vast amount of info being regurgitated in varying ways through cable TV, now! It’s a info-fuckin-topia! I had cable before but let it go at least 3 year now, so my mind was on a joyous overload.  With the vast amount of info that I was consuming I felt like I was becoming a polarized genius and jack of all trades.

  • I watched season 3 of GOT  I started in the afternoon and well yeah.. I was up until the next Am.. I had about 3 hours of sleep and I was off to the races again.. I had already read the books I wanted to make sure they were keeping to the script.. ummhumm
  • Cooking shows make me giddy with joy. really really
  • the violence and sexual content is extraordinary.. its startling yet enticing.
  • the combination of food and sex has happened on tv in main stream! YES I didn’t miss it! Thank you to the calabo effort of Anthony Bourdain and CNN delic.

But heres the other side to that intoxicating coin! Cable is the devil!!

That fucker is an expensive habit not first but alone that is a reason!! Lets just tip into what a monthly damn cable bill ranges.  $19.99 – $300.00 or more.

Sooooooooo… just for you that are not quick on the math draw (which I am not).. Come with me you will see the bigger picture and you will see what that truly means. …. (imagine and hum Charlie and the Choc Factory Willy wonka 1970’s version as you now re-read above ;0) )

  • 1 year = $239.88 – $3,600
  • 2 years= $ 479.76 -$7,200
  • How about 5years=$1,199.40-$18,000

Here’s the thing. LESSON ALERT.

Now before anyone starts getting mad and crying or making a scene, ,<———YEAH You!!  This is for you!!! It’s ok this is personal and it will be a place to help make you into something new or piss you the fuck off.. either way, Keep reading. ;0)

STOP complaining about shit!

IF you say ANY of the following things or EVEN THINK them

  • Im broke
  • You say “I can’t” more than you can because of “money issues”
  • Money is tight but when is money not tight for you?
  • Bank account is empty or Your over drafter OR Your live on your overdraft YES YOU!!!  WE SEE YOU
  • You eat out every day of the week but have no food at home (Starbucks COUNTS)
  • Any bill is late
  • You don’t have a bill in your name… grrrr really!?!?!
  • You find yourself making groceries by picking up things from friends and families houses.

STOP COMPLAINING if you have fucking ANYTHING in your life that is beyond the necessities and you think, act, or say you have money issues or problems. Trust, cable is just an easy example of something we can touch and understand.

Here’s the thing.. Be brave and substitute cable for clothes, makeup, eating out, sex, drugs, books, a new watch, your hair getting cut every week or being  “done” by anyone that cost on a regular,  your nails and feet, a new gadget or shoes. Anything that is not a necessity to survive is not needed if your complaining. People only complain about things that they can change.

It’s not a sacrifice to not have cable or a big car it is FUCKING PRACTICAL. Think about it!?!?! Can you find a better deal or even an alternative? The answer is YES and without much work or effort! So WTF are you really complaining about and WHY?

This time last year were you complaining about the same shit you are this year?

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Enter here

 

Raw truths are meant to free us

Haven’t we learned yet?

when we hide them, they just eat us.

They eat away at the who we are and try’s to pull us in many directions…

to places we never really reach..

Instead we struggle through

Thats what we say… But the truth is.. we travel to places we have no desire to be

only adding greater to the misery…

Then one day you say enough…

But only when you find brave..
Yes not fear..
Fear

you leave that travel guide behind

Hire Tenacity, love, peace, joy

Instead

Take a moment to quiet the loud

and think…

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Imagine That? A simple shift

Perception is every thing!

 

23-Intentions

May 15, 2014
Hey y’all! :

Today we would like to offer you the opportunity to help us change lives through the re-telling of our story as friends of 23 plus years while leaving a legacy of change.

Thank you in advance for looking over our ideas.

For every rejection we say thank you for taking us one step closer to our success!

Below you will find our idea for a Late 80’s early 90’s based comedy/sitcom that is being retold from the adult perspective and blended all together to be funny while giving pointed life lessons.

It is our goal to give back and touch girls who were just like us and have now become women.

Name of the show: Air Force Brats

Characters:

2 Teen girls Ages 13 and 14 and 2 adult women mid 30’s

13yo-Father (Officer Chaplin of the Us Air Force), step mother, paternal grandmother, paternal first cousin, and 1 yo sister.

14yo-Father (Top Secret Clearance) and Daughter

2 African American girls who meet for the first time in Hawaii and  on an Air Force Base; their fathers are active duty military; and how they become friends within 1.5 years only to keep that friendship alive over the next 15 years before they saw each other again.  This is a comedy about snail mail over internet; long distance charges and before call waiting. This is a love story that has spanned 23 years and is still going. We have had 8 kids, 4 marriage, 4 degrees and a shit load of crazy adventures to share.

1 from Mississippi and one from California.

The show is about their adventures in becoming best friends. wWo bother have fathers who are their primary care givers. One father is single the other is a Father and a Step Mother.

Welcome to our adventures!

12- 1+ Anything is Infinity

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Mentee: I am applying for the position of mentee. I’m putting my order out, I have reached a place of growth and experience. I am ready at the next level. Its kinda like when I went to grad school.

To be honest it never really occurred to me to go for a Masters back then. I was doing BIG shit getting a freeken bachelors, I thought, well in my world I was. I am the first of my generation to gain higher education and then it hit my, I want it all. Ph.d is in action oh yeah babe!!!

But it started with 1, here’s a one for you. When your ready.

One professor that walked up to me at the beginning of a class and said “You’re going to grad school right?” It was a statement laced all fucked-up and crooked but it’s ok because it’s my 3 year old and I love her emotional respond I had… I mean Grad school was for “THEM” not me… I was getting by in the place of new “real college gal stage” I was in shock lol.

On the other side of that coin I did not want to call NO damn attention to myself. I was taught to be still, silent, and courteous even in my discomfort and to act like I am ok when I am not and to be polite and accept hurts when well I did want to. It was unspoken things I took on, un-taught lessons. I had found new answers and new experience and new places. I had begun they next journey of my life. Thats it. I went through my fuckin 20’s just like the rest of the worlds 20 year olds and yes some of my shit is SOME SHIT, but ok… yes I will be honest and say even to my self. WTF Gg REALLY.. ummmm well choke that shit up to a learning curve. heheheh

I had that “I just really wanted to get in and out” mentality when I began school. I was distracted with other peoples bullshit and life dramas that I choose to leave me. I didn’t have enough self respect and love of myself; my life was getting better though because I was working on it. SHIT aren’t WE ALL????!!! Hello that is the plight of our existence to push and strive for more. We just all act surprise that our shit smells like the next fuckers in the bathroom. It doesn’t stink its shit.. Thats how shit smells accept it and move on.

But by the time I heard this statement of “You’re going to grad school right?!” Something in me accepted I was the SHIZNIT!!  I loved what I did, FINALLY, and all my fears had begun to melt away. In this place I had found peace.. I had found my passion and my love.

Oh wait college helps me learn about me.. Yep where do I sign up. Now my family and my husband at the time laughed at me. I did not go to college to go to work. I went to college because I loved to learn, talk, read and hang out with people who like to do that. OHH shit thats coffee and tea houses oh yeah and College campuses, yeah them too. They give you paper for your time while you give paper to the other for yours.. Humm…

I work because I love what I do and I believe in reciprocity and equal trade. “Pay me what I’m worth or pay me no mind”, as my beloved auntie would say.

I can talk for days about ANYTHING!!! WAIT, shut the damn front door!!! WAIT! Your giving me tools on how to have educated arguments,filled with factual information, that I know how to decipher, and helps me see through skewed yet awkwardly squashy and satisfying data as well.  Bahahah I can get my way! Your teaching me how to WIN!  WHAT, YES I would like more, please and thank you. I remember my manners… How ever much more you will let me have, yes thank you!

They should have asked somebody before they let me into the secret hidden rooms!! WHAT!! Did they know that I had dreamed of coming to the fucking inner circle!!! Im channeling my inner Harry Potter Gal, BAyBae.  I was the preachers KID!! My daddy was the only fucken BLACK preacher on any base we showed up in.. I loved to read and I was an only child and I spent a lot of time alone. I was awkward, aware, sexually aware  (no harm no damage)and awake.  Any place with a book was my 2nd home.

Oh and did I mention my daddy liked to dick down the ladies.. I mean on his behalf he never took anything that was not offered and he never offered anything he could not give. As a child I could not see now what I understand better as an adult. We all love differently and uniquely and monogamy and all that aint for every body no matter what “professional hat” they have to wear, first; Second stop judging folks shit!

To love another person you must accept and love yourself, deep down we all desire that one thing. To be seems at our rawest and accepted yet we don’t do it.  Yet its only in emotions where we seem to get stuck the most. Hummm Here I go to SHOVE yo ass up a bit. You just need to get your feet under you again.

I did not struggle with writing papers or going to class. Shit I LOVED IT.. I thought it was the best shit. I was paid to learn about shit I ENJOYED, loved, wanted to know, and to know more,  and more about all kinds of things! DEAL!

I have moved forward in my professional growth and I continue to move to the next levels in my personal growth.

My professional growth is like a Jason Bourne movie for me. You know the scene where they are having a murderous  fight to the death, but in fuckin near silence… UMMM what.. I would be screaming like a god damn banshee… I swear lawd help me and him.. I am so not made for that shit, BUT heres the thing.. I would hold my own.. I would shut the fuck up and we would be in the fight, after my first scream. OK its balance and understanding that balance sometimes looks like 1000 feathers to 1 big rock but they both weigh a ton. ( I hated that question as a kid so tricky!)

I understand that I must give up my status of “biggest fish” in one pond to become one of the lil’er fish in a bigger pond. That doesn’t diminish my luster or my worth. Instead it has taught me that I am wiser with deeper and greater understanding. I am always a student, master, and a teacher.. Yes always at once.

I pay gratitude to my grannies, my mommas, my daddy’s, uncles, aunties, friends, families, husbands, employers, lovers and every thing else in between. I am grateful for ever moment and ever person that has poured into me knowingly or unknowingly, YOU MATTERED
THANK YOU!!! It has all landed me at this place in this moment in this time where all I can say is thank you in my humblest place just as quickly. I have matured to be a person I am proud to be.

Please move forward from today with a YES and a know that life is FUCKEN ROCK STAR AWESOME!! This shit is GREAT!

Gg

Day Parker

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”
― Maya Angelou

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These bridges are utterly bewildering. Why were they even built? Has anyone evercrossed them? And why are two of them in France?

The good news is, despite them being utterly traumatizing to look at, let alone cross, none of them are in the UK so the chance of you taking the scenic route home from your aunt and uncles’ and ending up on one of these monstrosities is pretty unlikely.

Go on, take a look at the world’s most terrifying bridges…

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