A - Age: 35
B - Bed size: Cal King Tempurpedic
C - Chore you hate: Baseboards
D - Dog's name: ummm yuck!
E - Essential start your day item: check the blackberry
F - Favorite color(s): Green
G - Gold or Silver: Silver
H - Height: 5' 6
I - Instruments you play: none but I'd love piano lessons
J - Juice Choice - apple but treetop only
K - Kids: my life
L - Living arrangements: Ward Tribe
M - Mom's name: Jessie
N - Nicknames: Nesh
O - Overnight hospital stay: Appendectomy, Children's birth
P - Pet Peeve: oh too many too name
Q - Quote from a movie: "I'll shut up, but when he leave, I'll be talking again" Friday
R - Right or left handed: Right
S - Siblings: 2 sisters
T - Time you wake up: 5:30am
U - Underwear: granny panties are my pleasure! :-) NOT
V - Vegetable you dislike: beets, ICK
W - Workout style: GO HARD OR GO HOME!
X - X-rays you've had: BACK, ARMS, NECK, FEET, BELLY
Y - Yesterday's best moment: listening to a motivational cd that I related to so much that I actually caught myself riding and nodding my head and answering the speaker while driving in my car.
Z - Zoo favorite: monkeys!
Resting place to my thoughts and ramblings, inspiration, writing, hip-hop, mind-release, rants and other instances of complete randomness. Basically, the oil to the hamster that runs on the wheel in my brain.
5/30/09
5/28/09
Pretty Wings - True Words have Never Been Spoken
A new favorite - Love the words
5/27/09
More Susan Smith Type Ish!

Okay so this morning I'm watching the news. I see that a mother and her child were abducted by "two black men" who "hit her car" then put her in the trunk of their cadillac. She had called 911 7 times from her cell phone but the authorities were unable to locate them.
So let me tell you my first reaction when I saw this story on the news. I looked at the screen, pointed my finger to the tv and said "LIAR". Yes, folks. I looked right at the broad's face and knew she was somewhere having a good laugh, and in a day or two would be on tv crying and saying she was sorry and she had some mental "issues". Just wait...it's coming. I didn't know that Susan Smith had a sister....guess she thought blaming two black men would make the story more plausible. Hope they throw the book at this loser. Of course, she will be "evaluated" for psychological problems and then receive counseling....what a world, what a world!!!
Why did I call her a liar before it was announced? Simple! You and your little kid are kidnapped in broad daylight in your cadillac escalade by two black men who force you into a trunk? LADY WHO THE HELL YOU FOOLIN! Even if you were neck deep in the Oakcliff Projects somebody would be calling the police from their metropcs saying "some white lady and her little girl just got forced into a trunk by Pookie and Mookie, ya'll better get over here". Nobody called the police BUT HER! 7 times too!
How can I not be critical of this story following "Mrs. BLACK MAN DID IT", herself, Susan Smith, who claimed that a black man was stupid enough to carjack her and drive around the city with her two little white kids in the backseat? If he was crackish enough to carjack her PURPLE KIA he would have stolen her purse maybe and dropped that car off at the next block....and further more, what mother is not getting dragged by her fingernails as a crazy carjacker drives off with her two babies in the car!
LIAR! CONVICTED MURDER - AND LIAR I should say.
Let's not forget Charles Stuart, the infamous coward who shot his pregnant wife in a black neighbor, not 5 blocks from a hospital and claimed that a black man with a raspy voice hopped into their car and robbed and shot them. Why oh Why would a black man hop in someone's car at the light, rob them and then shoot the man in the stomache and the woman in the head? I mean really! AND THE POLICE. They ran with this BS! Stopping every black man in the city. They made GROUP ARRESTS! I do realize they were doing their job but this dude had the gull to even pick an innocent man out of lineup after creating havoc in Boston's black community. It was only after his brother Matthew Stuart grew a conscious and admitted to helping Charles that night this is story crumpled. The coward did Massachusetts a favor by saving tax dollars and leaping to his own death.
I won't go into the massive amounts of other false stories that I'm sure some other's have gotten away with but I'll leave you with the famous story of Rosewood, Fl. ,in which at least 6 blacks were murdered because of a LIAR!!! The woman claimed to have been raped and beaten by a black man but later a neighbor described seeing a white man leave out of her back door. It was later found that she had a relationship with this man behind her husband's back.
I say this to say, if you want a divorce...LEAVE. If you are tired of raising your children, don't be afraid to be a coward, BOUNCE! Leave them right on the curb and drive away! If you don't want to want to marry the man - just RUN AWAY AND NEVER CONTACT HIM AGAIN! Don't say some stranger kidnapped you on your wedding day. If you embezzled money from your company, MAN UP! Fake your own death if you must but don't involve others! Don't blame Kobe because he bent you over the chair and hit it doggystyle and now he is on to the next conquest! Cheater yes, Rapist no. Oh darn, I'm getting off the subject.
Frustration I guess with a mother who simply wants attention and decides to say to black men stole her and her daughter, meanwhile they hopped a flight to Florida for Disneyworld. What story will she come up with now to get her out of this mess. Stress? Mental Disorder? Drugs? The Mob? Abusive Husband. Whatever it is I hope for once someone has to actually pay for the police effort put into this - IN DOLLARS AND JAIL! We as mothers have all wanted to run away some days. Can you imagine if I ran away for two days and said some white man kidnapped me and was later found in Vegas at the roulette table. I would be CRUCIFIED for life as the crazy black chick who blamed a white man for kidnapping her. I have a feeling this is what Mrs. Bonnie Sweeten has coming though...the soccermom will be receiving whispers behind her back even after she pays her $500 fine and 3 days of time served in jail.
Last but not least, the thing that annoys me the most is that stories like this even make the news. Meanwhile a little girl who escapes her REAL KIDNAPPERS barely made the evening paper and we can't even get a follow up story.
5/26/09
Tyson daughter dies in a tragic accident

blessings go out to the Tyson family. Following Cayden's accident last year I am fully aware of how quickly 4 year old's can get into things. There is no emotion to describe what a mother or father feels once their child is injured especially when it results in death. It's seems awkward that just this weekend I was watching the Tyson Biography in the car on the way up to Reno. After watching it I thought to myself, "how sad for his entire life". He only feels as if one man truly loved him. He spoke of how much his children's mother loved them and did EVERYTHING for them. No words can describe the sadness in my hurt right now.
Blessings to the Tyson family.
Hi God. Are you still there?

Hi God,
How are you? I mean, I know that I don’t often talk about you on my blog. Not in any overt or effluent manner at least. That's certainly not me. Maybe because I worry too much about what other's think. But since you permeate my life, I’ve never felt the need to separate you from everything else I do in my life. Sorta funny… I can probably count on one hand the number of posts that have been exclusively about you. Well this is one of those posts…
See… you’ve helped me get through a lot in my relatively short life time. I’m still amazed when I think about it all. The physical and emotional abuse in trying to find love, ups and downs of life's pitfalls, verbal assaults,public humiliation and discouragement I’ve either witnessed or experienced firsthand… all those times I felt like there was absolutely no way I could ever succeed, you intervened on my behalf and pulled me through to victory. Miracles. Many of them. Certainly. There are no explanations for how I’m even still alive today other than because of you. But today… in spite of all the personal evidence that has accumulated over the years… I’m deeply trouble and my heart is breaking.
No, its not because of the economy, the war in Iraq, controversy over abortion, same sex marriage, or even the poverty that you said would be with us always. And no, it has nothing to do with my job,kids or my marriage. All of those things are okay. My heart is breaking because more and more I’m meeting people who have been genuinely searching for you, asking about you and wanting to understand you. But the common feeling among them all is that you’re either hiding away or simply don’t exist at all. And that breaks my heart.
I can’t help but think that all you’d need to do is show them. Or rather, reveal yourself to them. Yes, I read and fully understand
John 6:44, “No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws him...“
. So my question is this:
Why won’t you simply manifest your power in a way that is both clear and irrefutably you and you alone?
I mean, I know you’re not a magician, and are by no means obligated to perform miracles on demand. But I just feel as if it would at least end much of the debate over your existence. It could provide a clear foundation upon which we could begin to dialog about a life lived for you. At least for those who may be confused or full of doubt over what’s real. I know many people who find it difficult to believe in you when the only evidence they are presented with are the thoughts and lives of imperfect people.
I’ve combed the Bible many times and I can cite several scriptures that would confirm that we shouldn’t be waiting on signs and miracles. Scriptures such as Matthew 16:4 that says,
“A wicked and adulterous generation looks for a miraculous sign, but none will be given it except the sign of Jonah.“ But I also know of several instances in your word where you did just that… In Exodus 7:8-12, you told Moses that if Pharoah asked for a miracle to throw down his staff and it would become a snake. You said in
I Chronicles 16:11-12
, “Look to the LORD and his strength; seek his face always. Remember the wonders he has done, his miracles, and the judgments he pronounced,”.
Is it an issue of faith? In Matthew 13:58 it states that you, “did not do many miracles there because of their lack of faith.“ Is that why there has been an absence of recorded bonafide miraculous activity in our society?
Through all the trials Lord you continue to put in me the compassion that yearns for the wounded to be healed and the hurting to be comforted. To my own detriment I still have empathy for those who even try to hurt me. You told me to demonstrate your love to the world so that others might come to know you as I have.
And still, my heart breaks.
I’m looking to see a tangible manifestation of your power. I wish I wasn't...but it's in me. Probably because I need that more than anyone right now, because I want to be able to hold the hands of those who are wandering in search of you, point to you and say, “Here he is! Right here! See?? He’s just like I described him to you!“ I want to introduce you to them, like a father who finally makes it to the final school play of the year.
Until then, I know that you are here because I've always been provided for. Even when I forget to say thank you.
Love always,
Nesha
I snagged this from Sam over at Sam I Am. Too cute!!!
Here are the rules:
a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search (http://www.flickr.com/). b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd’s Mosaic Maker (http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php).
d. Save the image and blog it!
1. What is your first name? Nesha
2. What is your favorite food? Seafood
3. What is your favorite color? Green
4. Favorite drink? Water
5. Dream vacation? Jamaica
6. Favorite Hobby? Reading
7. What you want to be when you grow up? Successful
8. What do you love most in life? Happiness
9. One word to describe you? Difficult
10. How do you feel right now? Lonely
11. What do you believe in? God
12. In crisis I? Listen to music
Here are the rules:
a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search (http://www.flickr.com/). b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd’s Mosaic Maker (http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php).
d. Save the image and blog it!
1. What is your first name? Nesha
2. What is your favorite food? Seafood
3. What is your favorite color? Green
4. Favorite drink? Water
5. Dream vacation? Jamaica
6. Favorite Hobby? Reading
7. What you want to be when you grow up? Successful
8. What do you love most in life? Happiness
9. One word to describe you? Difficult
10. How do you feel right now? Lonely
11. What do you believe in? God
12. In crisis I? Listen to music
The Weekend
Took a short vacation/tournament to Reno this weekend. We all enjoyed ourselves even though the team didn't win. Funny...it's the first time in a while that we've lost a tournament and I haven't been spitting mad about it.
I guess it had something to do with the fact that my kids were smiling almost the entire weekend. They behaved themselves even about 10 rooms down, they didn't ask me for money all weekend, they were mature and school is over! Well at least the regular school year. Summer school starts next week for both. I'm also looking forward to a short break in the carpool for a moment. Oh yeah, and I won MONEY!!! A descent amount off of $20.00.
I watched them this weekend and thought to myself. Wow - we are doing a pretty good job...well until I saw them eacy receive a tech during the game this weekend. I said "boys please don't do that again, you embarrass us as parents when you go there". Craig however took a different approach "you BETTER not EVER do that again...please my butt". Gotta love it!
I was even more touched this morning when I woke up to the Obama's selection for Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor. She has an inspiring story no doubt. I loved hearing her say that her mother gave the ultimate sacrifice for her success in life and with all that she had accomplished she still only felt as if she was half the woman her mother was. That's beautiful.
Short week! Lot's to get done. Get to work people and make it a great day!
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