Friday, May 11, 2007
Mindspace 5/11/07

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Thursday, May 10, 2007
Mindspace 5/10/07

Don't Push Me Cause I'm Close to the Edge



TODAY






TONITE





Folks, it does happen sometimes, I just haven't had the bandwidth. So play some catch up on some old posts and I'll be back tomorrow. Ouch Ouch Ok, Ok, why you gotta use the whip with the spikes in it DAYUMMMM!
 
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Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Mindspace 5/9/07

Parental Controls



"The most hypocritical stance you take...is that of being a parent". This crossed my mind as I rode, all the windows down, leaning way to far to the right so only my eyebrow peeked above the steering wheel, shades on, head bobbing and LiL Wayne screaming he's stuntin like his daddy. I knew that one block from the school, I would sit up, change to something 'acceptable' and arrive as her momma. I'm don't necessary know if hypocrite is the right word, but when you think about all the things you do and have done in your life and what you are trying to steer your child to do, it's quite comical. I drink, cuss, will smoke, have fornicated and some other thangs - yet as a parent, I must instill the right base in her. It just made me chuckle.


We had to go over to the school due to Goddess having some issues. As I mentioned, I created her a flyer basically explaining what was about to go down. It said: Since U can't stay awake! This has to OFF at 9:45pm This has to be OFF at 9:30 pm You have to be IN BED LIGHT OUT by 10pm Since we can't trust you to be responsible -we have to set boundaries! Laziness is not an option! Dummying down to fit in only leaves you left out!

The meeting was short - we were on the same page. I have noticed and I guess it's just a fact of life, especially in our community that all of her teachers are very enamoured with...the way she looks. Every sentence begins with "as beautiful as she is" It irriates me a bit, because I don't want her to be identified by her looks, ultimately that's a lonely existence, since really only about 10% of the population if not less is defined as having universal beauty. The rest of us self identify, lol However, the reality of the situation is that light skin with those dark and smoky features and lushious eyelashes and long cascading hair are going to open doors for her, get her places and keep her in the spotlight. I just want to make sure that if she gets in on that fluke, that she can stay because of something else. SIGH.


Screech, Scritch, Scratch - now I'm sitting at the spring concert. Awww - no matter how long it still sounds like cats fighting, lol I am trying to see if I could morph into Bewitched at which time, I would blink myself a paint stirrer and turn around and get to wholloping on the little savages sitting behind me. Lawd have mercy!

Out the corner of my eye, I catch a glimpse of the standing bass player. He was quite handsome and for some reason I felt like he was a nice young man. Someone was taking care of him as well. You could tell by his shoes and the quality of his shirt. He was jamming and I nudged Caun and told him he seemed like a nice young man and that Goddess could look at him, lol As the event went on, I began really paying attention and when he walked and strapped on the guitar, I was smitten.

See, my philosophy is that unlike the saying, 'you can't choose who you fall in love with' yes you can. It is our job to introduce through two methods the type of mates our children should be seeking out. (1) by who you yourself date and (2)by pointing them out. I remember someone saying, we as a people need to start breeding better! MAN that's my new motto! Yea they can have preferences etc., but you better start pointing out and parading before them, the look, actions and feel you would like to see them with. Man he was a young David Ruffin I tell yah! LOL LOL LOL So afterwards, I pointed him out to Goddess, who informed me that he had already written her a love song or two and that he was currently upset because he said she broke his heart, lol. His mom is a teacher at the school and she introduced herself to Goddess, because he's always talking about her. I joked to Caun that I already could see little chocolate grandbabies in my far future, LOL. Goddess turned beet red and I told her that yea he would make a nice 8th grade dance escort. (notice I didn't say date). She was beet red the whole time, lol

I will be honest, I haven't really mapped out exactly how I am going to address the entire dating/going out issue and am flying by the seat of my pants. I do know I won't be using the previous method used on me that included dungeons, wax and eyelash curlers, lol I also know that Caun is that Daddy in Bad boys 2; so it's gonna be a lonnng haul to say the least. I want to do it with reality, caring and openness. That's all I can say right this second. The 8th grade dance is coming up - she might wanna go. I'm not going to not let her go because a....BOY might ask her. Finding out that lots of boys liked me, but that they never express it because my mom had me on such lock down was devasating to me. Teenagedom is bad enough as it is. I don't want folks to be scared just on GP of me, lol lol Give me something to go off about first.

As I watched Goddess down there, it dawned on me that she's too good. Yea I said it, she is stifling herself. The other kids were dancing etc. to the band melody's and she looked like she wanted to burst out, but didn't...because I was there. I have done my job, now it's time to refine it. Sweetie have fun! Loosen the freak up! I know you like to dance, you got a slammin sense of humor and a couple of these little boys have peaked your interest. It's alright, even when I'm around. You know what NOT to do, here's a list of what you CAN do. Lawd have mercy!

Not to mention I came in the damn school a parent and walked out the 2007-08 School Year PTA Secretary! SOMEBODY HELP A SISTA!

So this has been another episode of the randomness that is Pam - I have no idea where I meant for this to go - so I will just call it a true Mindspace, lol


P.S. One More Thing - MEMORIAL DAY SOMETHING BIG IS POPPIN OFF! STAY TUNED!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
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Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Mindspace 5/8/07

Thankful




In the car this morning, I thought of my sista in blogdom Honey-Libra and the fact she’s been running a thankful page for awhile now. Others have begun to incorporate it into their blogs. I have been slow to embrace it because every time I roll the thought through my mind, it comes out crazy. However, I finally just said you know what? My stuff has always been to the left and this will be no exception. I don’t have to fit into some ‘formula’ for what I’m thankful for; so here yah go.

I am thankful…….


  • that my natural hair texture is only about 8-10% off from my Yaki 1B.

  • that though the body is stretched, I have no cellulite and very light stretch marks.

  • that in this country you can act a plum fool, lay low and come back – Mike is on the way!

  • that I have never been duped by no dude for my paper.

  • that I was bomb enough to have to be replaced by four women in my ex’s life

  • that the following actions are not part of my life journey: incest, molestation, rape, domestic violence

  • that while listening to Lisa Raye talk about the greatness of her man, I said “You don got yourself a CAUN”

  • that for some reason folks have decided I’m a good source of a lot of things.

  • that my child isn’t on a path to being on Maury trying to get pregnant on purpose

  • that there is no debtors prison

  • that my parents were militant

  • for my ability to multi-task

  • that I repositioned myself to succeed at my job, without losing myself

  • for all the restaurants in Atlanta

  • that I am wanted by most, desired by some

  • for the advancement of technology in optical care (i.e. thin glasses and contacts)

  • that I have haters

  • that I have ‘issues’ but no ‘problems’

  • I am thankful that stressors in my life come from outside my immediate.

  • for sunshine beaming through my window on Sunday

  • for the cuddling and love talk my man gives me every single day

  • for love

  • for peace

  • for progression

  • for stability

  • the discovery and development of Liquor

  • for my DVR

  • for my great legs

  • for boots

  • FASHIONABLE Plus Size Clothes

  • My Momma told me ‘learn how to type and you’ll always be able to find work’

  • that music is still alive and kicking

  • that I can’t see any reason for Caun and I to ever break up

  • that 40 some odd people took the time to come to Vegas for my wedding

  • that I have no remaining debt for said wedding

  • that I was promised money, a good home and friendships in all walks of life when I was little…and I have it.
 
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Monday, May 07, 2007
Mindspace 5/7/07

Monday Musings



SIGHHHHHHHH Just another manic monday. You know, I'm not an alcoholic, but sometimes I play one. Over the course of the weekend, I indulged in: 2 tequila sunrises, 3 shots Petron, 3 Marguritas, 2 Mojitos, 1 lemon drop, and 3 Coronas. Oh Yea! The weekend was tipsy!


It started as I think I said Friday, with me going home to up my sexy quotient. During the day it was requested that CAUN join the classmates. See I have a husband that everyone and their momma likes. So now apparently he has deemed himself some kinda auxillary member of our class. Had the nerve to be singing in the tune of our song "I'm so glad - I screwed a girl from Washington High" I'mma need him to DO SO MUCH BETTER! So after fine tuning his own sexiness - we hung out. Had a ball. I think somewhere between the shots of petron, I agreed to head up the 25th reunion activities co-anchored by my girl 'crane', I have to check on that.


Saturday found me in a theatre attempting to keep my left eye from jumping out the side of my head in search of some asprin as Spiderman got his ass whupped in stereo sound. Whew. What an assault for the hungover. I liked it. I don't know about all these feelings superheroes be having these days. It's not their job to feel, it's their job to kick ass and take names later. I'm not sure of the actual plot - but it was the best stringing together of fantastic CGI I've seen this year, lol lol. Shrek and Pirates of the Caribbean are in the next couple of weeks. Can you say overload!

That evening saw me at the fight party out Tynomites. Always have fun out there. The chili cheese dog nachoes were banging and as usual she had stellar alcoholic treats. Ok, so I've never been a beer drinker. Have had Coronas only like once I can remember. Well let me say that I have fallen in love with that mess. I was feeling em as evident by the fact I switched to them from drinking cocktails. It was something sexy bout the whole thing. My own personal sexy/grown thing - drinking from that bottle. I enjoyed them so much so that I'm going to buy me some for the house. (diet exit stage left).

Here's a joke, how many men does it take to change a diaper?

The fight was cool. I think Mayweather fought a very good technical fight, but I liked De La Hoya. They both were pretty pretty pretty however, lol

So here's an interesting development. I've been put on restriction. Monetary that is. We are trying to do better and get off the party train. When Caun told me about this new development in light of my nickle and diming on the debit card which sends us into a tailspin. I pulled out my two 'oh baby' moves. Move one is to flash him, move two is to give him the big pretty brown eyed look. Neither of them worked - so I'm on restriction. I have no problem with it, it will definately make me be conscious of what I'm spending and that's a necessary evil. We got stuff coming down the pike and we want to be able to enjoy those things and not be living check to check.

I had some great news come down the wire on Friday, regarding a writing gig I applied for - however, due to the nature of it and the fact that I have to be incognegro - can't tell ya'll about it (what don't call me that, lol) Just know that I am excited about it and I hope that it works out.

Well let me get started filling out camp information. Got a call today about Goddess Monroe sleeping in class. Apparently she told the teacher that she was hanging out listening to music and watching tv!! Caun and I are knocked out under the bed by about 10:30, so this is very possible. I've already typed out the new rules and will just place them in the backseat. No need for any conversation. Huzzy!
 
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Friday, May 04, 2007
Mindspace 5/4/07

Friday Fandango



Get It Shawty! Get it Shawty! What it T-I-S peeps! Can you believe it's already Friday?! The past two weeks have shot by, similar to the way my money came in and then OUT of my account - SIGH. As I was riding to work this morning, for some reason it was screaming summer and the sun isn't even out, lol. I was just feeling it. All this week has been a good week.

Last night I stood at the gates of heaven and then fell prostrate at the pleasure on the other side.......All I got to say is DON'T STOP TILL YOU GET ENOUGH. I did my homework totally nude cause the feeling overtook me (but then again ya'll know I strip when it starts getting good, lol).

The Magnegroes have a full schedule this coming weekend. Tonite after I reclaim some sexiness (aka put in my weave), I am meeting the BTW folks at our favorite spot. Haven't seen my folks in awhile, looking forward to it. Tomorrow we will be up early and over at Phipps Plaza partaking of all that is Spiderman 3. We got like 11:30am tickets, I am trying to figure out how to stuff a whole bag of popcorn in the coach, lol. Later on that day, we are going to a Cinco de Mayo/Fight Party at a Tynomites house. Sunday we will come up with something to do.

If you have the joy of being the parent of any child between the ages of say 11-14, touch the screen because we all need to share energy, lol.

I got my phone bill the other day and:



Except this was the south side version and it involved yanking and violence. Apparently, I was unaware that my data package did not extend to her phone (we are on the family plan) so $98 worth of internet surfing showed up on the bill. That was a mistake, but the $30 worth of Family Guy Downloads, so Stewie can greet this huzzy when she cuts on her phone?! Gurllllllllllllllllll BOO!

As you already know 23 hours of her day is spent in her room. This is the hybernation stage of development. I remember it well. I would just be in my room in my own little world. She graces us with her presence at dinner and sometimes she uses us as tools to blow off steam. Recently she appeared and proclaimed, "You did not give me a name suitable for my impending stardom"

So people - from this day forth Mini-me will now be called by her new moniker:


GODDESS MONROE


1665 days until she's 18.............That's a LONNNNG TIME! LOL

Well folks, someone claimed the hot light at Krispy Kreme was beckoning them and they just had to drag us along with them - so let me go get mines! Ya'll have a good one and I'll see ya'll on Monday!
 
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Thursday, May 03, 2007
Mindspace 5/3/07

GQ - - That's me!



Welcome to Throwback Thursdays. The problem with this day of the week, is that I have so many memories and stories of my youth, that these posts can go on forever. I'll try to keep it brief, lol Today, I wanted to continue my tales of the HS love kind pulling off my prom stories of last week.

Well let's start at the beginning and get that out of the way. My very first man and definately my lifetime Bottom B and the litmus test of all the rest of my eventual stable is of course.............


Don't get it twisted! Ok so now let's discuss the rest of the mere mortals, lol Well, before that, let me tell you that I had more crushes than Fanta Soda Company and my ENTIRE Highschool romantic adventures had to be in total secrecy because my mother has some kinda bizarre issue with anything having to do with boys. I was more chained up than a new slave, let me tell you! I went on one chaperoned date when I was 14 otherwise I never went on a date during those pivital 10-12 grade years as it pertained to my mother. Just thinking about that shit now makes me want to call her up and start an agrument...SCREECH, ok I'm 40 now, that was 20+ years ago, let it go Storm, let it go...Ok, lol. Anyhoo, my Dad was much more lax and the only dating I really ever did on a consistent basis was the summer of me being 16 (how appropriate) when I went to visit him in Philly. SIGH. That don't mean that I didn't try to get into as much trouble as humanly possible at that time.

I started digging boys when I was about 10 and left the Nation of Islam school and went to public school. I wrote my first erotic story at 11, me and a boy were 'doing it' on the scream machine at six flags. I burned my first set of journals, when my mom read that in the back yard. I have been digging black'men' ever since, lol

Once I got to highschool, it was on an poppin. Every week I had a new 'love', lol My first crush as a 13 year old was of course a Sr. (anyone from Booker T reading this will know who I'm talking bout, lol) TM was a Sr. and black as midnite. Lawd have mercy. He dressed like the pimp I needed him to be. He was the resident dancer and I was over the moon for that boy. I even wrote him a note, lol lol

My first real 'boyfriend' appeared at that same time in the form of a friend of my older brothers. He also was the only date I ever went on. He was cool first love kinda stuff. I had perfected kissing in the 7th grade, but I remember he told me I couldn't kiss - tore me up, so then I made it my goal to be the best kisser ever, lol I practiced daily - - on the cover of the Destiny Album with Mike,lol lol lol Yea for those in the know the cover opened out and Mike was at one end and Randy was at the other. I spent many an evening sitting beside my best friend as we listened to that LP and kissed our real men. (ok now I am feeling like a plum idiot). The entire horror of my life (at the time) was that date. We went to the movies and my mom and my younger brother and sister sat about three rows behind us. Someone should have shot me then. At some point he became a juvenile deliquent and that fizzled out.

Next on the list was JR. Top of the line fine. Sought after fine. Broke every artery in my heart when he got some girl pregnant and told me via A NOTE. I still have that note in my keepsakes. SIGH.

I then became enthralled with said juvenile deliquents. I had a mega crush on one KL. He was tall dark and had the most perfect jerri curl, lol lol I never saw him set foot in class the first, but that was soo appealing, lol I gave up on that after it did start to bother me he had a permanent spot in the fourth floor bathroom. After him came a set of twins. L&A E. Pretty Ricky what they called em! LOL L was the choice of my affection - too bad, one day we went to see a friend of my moms in a psych ward (!!!) and there that negro was as a weekend IN PATIENT!!!!! for drugs and alcohol. Slinking along the wall moving right along.

Fast forward to me moving out to Campbellton road and meeting all that Therrell High had to offer. That effectively was the end of me chasing BTW boys (except for my crush on NH and NM and OH and JH, lol - but they were my boys, that was mandatory). I now was strictly a Therrell High Floozy, lol. This was also the beginning of me getting my platinum belt in GQ'ing - nah that wasn't no dance that stands for: GRINDING QUEEN. Now ya'll know I had made the blood promise with my girls to remain a virgin until we were out of Highschool, but I was a hot something - so once I mastered kissing, I had to move on and thus I could grind with the best of 'em. Now because I also was INSANE - and I swear up until I was with my first husband, no one had ever seen any naked flesh of mine before. I did all my dirt fully clothed! LOL LOL LOL No palming, no fingering, no sucking, no nothing - just jean on jean grinding. I know just turn away so you don't spit on the screen in laughter.

I was sitting outside one day on my porch just chillin and reading - when I saw this boy ride past on his bike. Everyday occurance, but he had on a cast to his thigh. I went out to the street and flagged him down because I was intrigued with that and thus began another great teenage love jones chapter. The sparks flew and he immediately became my boyfriend like that day, lol lol. It wasn't until like a month later that I found out he was like 13 1/2 to my 15 year old ass. Hell he was taller than me and played varsity football, lol. We spent alot of time hugged up walking around in the Apartment complex. You remeber those strolls - hands in each others back pockets, walking like Laverne and Shirley, lol. I babysat for a woman who was hardly ever there, so that afforded me plenty of time to see my beau. I would arrive, she would leave, he would arrive, we would get rid of kid and get to grinding, lol. All we did was make out. We made out on every piece of furniture in that woman's house, lol. He flunked, got kicked off the team and his family moved and that was that.

Then there was D.R who I spoke about HERE. D.R. lived upstairs from me. He was best friends with G.W. Now G.W. was fine as frog hair. He used to walk around in his short short jogging pants with the thick white seam and three stripe gym socks and just be the shit! D.R. genuinely liked me, but I was soo stuck on G.W. however, I did like D.R. So whenever I felt like there was no hope of G.W. ever noticing me, D.R. and I were a couple. Me and that boy would get into some of the weirdest trouble.

One night I was suppose to be doing the dishes - he came to the backdoor and I came on out and we started necking, I mean going at it, lol. Next thing I know the back door flew open and......SPLASH a dishpan full of dishwater hit us full on, served by my Momma!! My little Brotha had told her I was out back 'doing the nasty' LOL LOL LOL We just stood there soaking wet, before he ran upstairs and I ran in the house. That didn't stop us though.

We were necking on the couch in my apartment and ended up leaning back on the couch. He had on some shorts and I did too. He got up to reposition himself and all I saw was the BIGGEST TENT IN HIS SHORTS I had ever seen in my life. I don't know, he didn't have no drawers on or something. I screamed "what is that?!" Pushed him and he landed square in the middle of my momma glass table (you know the one with being held up by the elephant base). Lawd that table cracked seamlessly in two. We both looking at each other like awww shit, what we gonna do - so I suggest that we throw the table away and I'll move the two end tables to the front - like my momma wasn't going to see that!! Two weeks punishment - and I didn't tell her what really happen either......

The summer of my first romance involved me and WC. We had the best summer of our lives in Philly. Catching the bus to Atlantic City and walking up and down the boarwalk. Parks, South Street, Movies, Double Whoppers at Burger King (ahh the teenage metabolism). He even let me wear his dog tag. I get home, my mom starts screaming "HE CAN SEE YOUR DIRTY PILLOWS!" drug me in a closet and made me pray and that was the end of that! Juliet once again!

I could go on but actually my Sr. year was kinda a bust. I really just kinda gave up on the whole thing, since I couldn't date like my friends etc. I just hung out with my crew and then at 19...GOT MARRIED!!!!!!!!!! I already said way before I had mini-me that I was going to be the type of mom who remembered when I was her age and not just enfore a yoke chain just because - she gives me a reason then sure, but she can date when the time is right - now that might mean when she's 35 (especially after writing this) but we'll see.....................
 
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Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Mindspace 5/2/07

The MWC



We all have cliques and groups of some sort. I belong to quite a few, some by default and some by choice. The women's club, the bloggers clique, the 40 and over group, the BTW c/o 84 clique - the list can go on and on. As you go through life you also move from one group/clique to another group/clique by circumstance and/or choice. Some groups you make an effort to get into. That is my case, I am soo excited to FINALLY be back in the MARRIED WOMENS CLUB!!!! Oh Yea!!


There's alot of talk about the fact that 'being married' ain't no big deal and things don't change. Well they do. It is a different vibe. You are more invested, you are more conscious of the relationship and you are more worried about the results. There is also (at least for me) this calmness and feeling of security. It also can bring about new worries of course. Especially when you reach my age bracket - you can get caught up. There is this 'feeling' that comes over you when you can finally say for instance "Hey you can call my husband" or "in case of emergency so and so, relationship: Husband" or "Hi I'd like you to meet my husband".

There is now this 'journey back' into the land of being single. You remember it, you know all about it - but you do tend to ponder on it differently. Secretly you do say "Whew glad I'm not dating anymore" or "Man if I had to be out there again" as well as, "Back when I was single". LOL

Also if you think that being married is not a come up - then you're sadly mistaken. I have came up ROYALLY. Having a husband just works. My time has totally shifted, my pockets have totally been revamped, my bedroom has become this oasis, my swagger is definite. I am full aware that I can't get up and go put on my new shoes, grab my coach bag and hop into my Durango without the assistance of CAUN.

Speaking of the bedroom - my sexuality has changed. I don't have to monitor anything. I don't have to 'make sure he don't think I'm sweating him' or any of the things you have to keep in mind when you're single and dating. I can be a complete horndog and that's what it is. I can text, internet, phone and in person - let my desires be known while at the same time if I ain't interested, I know he's not going anywhere. There's no time limits or constraints. I can have a lover and booty call and if I want it all in one day, that too. Me and Myself don't hook up that often and when we do it's for totally different reasons. All the fantasies and all the desires etc. can be brought forth with no reprecussions. This is especially true being that I'm 40 years old. I'm in another zone with the whole thing.

My social life has changed. I have always been social, but once I said I do - come to discover that my friends have been having other functions that I didn't know about because it was for...married folks. Now I get invitations to stuff. Caun gets invitations to stuff.


When I go out with the girls - we have new topics to talk about. I am also forever grateful that the married sistas I hang out consider marriage important and their place in it important. Before I was married I never heard any just negro drama and now that I am on the flip side, there has not been a flood gate opened of "sistagirl let me tell you what this negro did" type conversation. We talk about kids, money, life etc. etc.

As a single woman, I was impatient with exactly what was the plan. I wanted to know and I wanted to know NOW! It becomes a very selfish undertaking "What about ME?" "Why can't that be ME?" "What's wrong with.....ME?" I would enter into things already preparing for the end. I saw the left curve in every relationship I've ever been in. It doesn't stop you from experiencing but it definately can put a damper on things. Soo much of your time (whether you admit it or not) is devoted to the 'task' of (1) meeting someone (2) making it out of the homegate (3) developing something and (4) having it been sane and forward moving.

I will say it and say it again, only when I took that selfishness and actually turned it inward and asked those questions of myself and then answered myself with the truth - did I even begin to free up some time to be available for someone, lol lol Cause there's answers and you know them. You grown, you know what your issues are and at first we decide that we need 'someone who can put up with us', but in secret we know that's asking alot, especially when we have a short tolerance level ourselves for nonsense. Some folks are just not dateable - there I said it. You need to sit it on down and just relax, you know if you are or not. There is varying level of drama and varying degreess of life journey - if your shit been on crunk since you were old enough to date and you keep on and keep on - just to say you are as opposed to really 'relating' and trying to launch a 'ship', then it's okay to take some time off. Stop putting yourself and others (cause you got friends who take these rides with you and maybe even children etc.) through it. Sometimes when we are still - we can hear.

No I have never consider myself an emergency case, on a scale from 1-10, my stuff is like a 4 - but it was enough to keep me on the merry go round. ONLY through the grace of God taking care of fools and babies, have I lived on this earth as an adult woman and not been scarred, used, had my child exposed to unnecessary drama or unfortunately the long litnany of things some of my sisters have had to endure. I don't take credit and I don't treat the blessing in a light hearted manner. I thank Him!

So yea I'm in the Married Womens Club and it's one hell of a club (at least for me). I carry my new card proudly - the inks still wet, but I think I am on the course to wake up one morning and it be all raggedy and torn but still being renewed on a yearly basis. I hope alot more of you are able to come on in, and that your mindset of "it's what I want it to be" is drama free, full of love, forward moving and the freaking bomb!

Hmm, let me go MY HUSBAND is calling me, lol lol lol
 
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Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Mindspace 5/1/07

My Personalities



Ok today is just not a blogging kinda day. I have nothing profound or deep to discuss. I have nothing silly or flaming to discuss, lol So today I thought I'd just tap into my inner me and reveal some of my personality.

You KNOW this is so totally me!! I feel complete. I love this site. Any reason to play with paperdolls people!








OF COURSE CAUN IS CLOSE BY





If only they had a gumby fade and a bobby brown suit, lol lol
 
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