Welcome to March

It’s the first day of March. It’s the last month of the first quarter of 2018. How are you love? How are your goals coming along? Are you reaching them? Are you rewriting or drafting new ones? It’s never too late to start.

Goals are never ending. Whether they be personal or professional, you should get in the habit of setting some. It could be as simple as trying out that new Thai restaurant in your neighborhood. Do something that makes you happy.

My goals are pretty simple. I have to get to work on planning Munch’s 10th birthday. My young man is about to be in double digits and I’m having an anxiety attack because he’s growing too fast. I just want to remember every inch of his face for as long as I live. So, my goals for this month are about plan, execute and remember.

-Book the place for Munch’s party

-Attend my nephew’s 4th birthday party

-Order the cake for Munch’s party

-Order the decorations for Munch’s party

-Plan the birthday party menu

-Attend my sorority’s paint night event

-Attend my sorority’s recognition dinner

-Take more pictures of Munch and I

-Teach Munch how to journal

-Reserve Munch’s spot in summer camp


What are your goals for this month? Anything special happening? Let me know in the comments.


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Weekend Coffee Share – 8/14/2016

If you and I were having coffee, I would tell you welcome. Welcome to my busy life. I would share with you how happy I am that you found time to have coffee with me today and would offer you a cold cup of iced coffee. It’s too hot to have anything less than a venti iced coffee or iced latte. This heat is doing a number on my hair. The heat index is supposed to make it feel like 110 degrees today.

If you and I were having coffee, I would ask you how you’ve been. I would want to know all the things you did since we last talked. I would try to encourage your spirit by praying with and for you. I would want to truly know how things have been since we last talked.

If you and I were having coffee, I would tell you that it was my daddy’s birthday last week. I would tell you how I didn’t get a chance to put a card in the mail before his birthday. I would tell you that I’m looking forward to seeing him next month when we go home to Tennessee. Munch is going with me so we are going to take my dad out to dinner. I’m also going to get him a picture frame with some photos of Munch and I.

If you and I were having coffee, I would tell you that we threw my niece a wonderful graduation party yesterday and I’m exhausted. My sister was so hand’s off and repeatedly reminded me that it was me and my mother’s idea to give her a party. She would be right and everything worked out accordingly. I will share pictures later on in the week.

If you and I were having coffee, I would tell you that Munch took his first guitar lesson yesterday and it was awesome. He was super excited and the teacher was very patient with him. I  on the other hand lost it. I was so stressed out. I’ll twll you more about that later. I asked him how he enjoyed it and he said he liked it very much. He wanted to continue lessons.

If you and I were having coffee, I would tell you that I’m struggling to maintain a low blood sugar. I feel so frustrated some times and I’m trying to adjust to everything. I watch what I eat, drink vinegar, eat cinnamon, drink lots of water and I work out. Not as much as I should and I need to get better. I need to workout more at home. On days when I have Munch and it is too hot to go anywhere. Mr. C was really good with this because he said, “We’ll get through this together.” I liked that. He says “we” instead of putting it all on me.

If you and I were having coffee, I would tell you that I have to go. It’s been a crazy busy weekend and I’m trying to rest my mind and body and wish you the same. I will miss you dear friend and I can’t wait until next time.

Peace and blessings dear friend.


This post is part of the #weekendcoffeeshare at Part-time Monster Blog. Join in the fun!

I’m Too Old for This

Yep, I’m saying it. I may not look like I’m 40, but I am. I am too old to be turning it up like I’m 21. I can’t handle the turn up.

Verb:1) Getting loose, being wild and potentially engaging in sexual activity with members of the opposite gender (or the same gender if that’s what you’re in to)
2) Acting crazy due to consumption of large amounts of alcohol, marijuana, molly or other drugs

It can be used as a noun where it is spelled “turnt up” instead of “turned up” as grammatical conventions would suggest.Turnt up isused to described the state of being wild and crazy like someone would be at a party.It is not to be confused with the vegetable, the turnip, to which it shares some phonic similarities but is otherwise entirely unrelated

Example:  We’re gonna turn up tonight at John’s party.
– Urban Dictionary

Point of clarification. There was no sexual behavior or drugs involved in my turn up story. Only a large consumption of alcohol.

So, what happened was….

My girlfriend is a bartender and invited me out to her bar last Saturday night. I was upset about something and she said you need to get out. Come out and hang with me. We’re going to drink and smoke hookah. Umm, sure why not.


Disclaimer: She’s 32. I’m 40. Stuff starts to go after 40. LOL! She hasn’t learned that yet.

I didn’t want to look desperate hanging out at a bar alone so I invited a friend to come with me and hang out. Strictly friendship. Weird, but I trusted that he would have my back in case I got twisted also known as drunk.


We arrived about 9 pm and got bar food and drinks. The music was soo good. Especially when the band got there and started playing. Live music, hookah and drinks. It got no better. After 5 drinks that she was just mixing up and has now named “Grape Kool-Aid” she cut me off and served me water.

Nope. I want more Kool-Aid. Another drink bartender. I was getting a little tipsy. I was tired of drinking water but the vibe in the bar was so energetic.


The next thing I remember is that they were cutting on the lights and it was time to go home. It was 2 am. I had actually stayed in a bar for 5 hours. Where did the time go? Thankfully, I wasn’t the designated driver. I arrived home safely and I paid for my night of fun the next two days. Ugh! I was hungover.

I went out to dinner with a friend Sunday night and I thought I would die. I was turning green at the dinner table. He asked, “Are you okay?” “No” I yelled and raced to the bathroom. I started crying and holding back the vomit and begged for sweet baby Jesus to please heal me. Water wasn’t helping. The room was spinning.

I didn’t throw up but asked him to take me home. He said “Okay” and drove me back home. I crawled back in bed, took 3 aspirin, drank water and prayed that I would be well enough to go to work the next day. I realized that I’m too old to be having a hangover and swore that I would never drink this much again.

Lesson learned!


My 40th Birthday Weekend!

I plan to grow old gracefully. The key is to remember that grace must be in all that I do. – Tikeetha Thomas


I had a great time ushering in a new year, a new age and a new me. I can’t believe that I’m 40 and I am so excited about the possibilities. I had a rough time this weekend which I’ll blog about in a later post but I am so thankful for my experiences. My mama said 40 brings clarity so I’m wishing for clearer skies in navigating my new life.

Here are some pictures from my weekend festivities:










Until next time loves….