School’s Out for Summer!

Another school year in the books for mini me! No more gettin' up super early, homework, Success Maker, Wonders, kahoot, Dojo, mojo, flojo, and whatever other programs the school board blindly signs up for. (I digress). But summer break is here and the mini couldn't be happier.  What do you'll have planned for the summer?... Continue Reading →

Chapter 40 (sheesh)

I've made it! 40 mutha lovin years on this Earth. Sometimes, I wonder how I made it this far. Between not being killed by my mother and somehow surviving doing the dumb stuff I did when I was a kid, I think I've done pretty well. But I have a long way to go and... Continue Reading →

A letter to my 4th grader…

Dear mini me,  As you prepare to start another school year, we're excited for the new chapter in your life. We know you'll be nervous around your new teacher and classmates, but we know you're a social butterfly and you'll do just fine. So before you start this school year, here are a few things... Continue Reading →

My heart hurts…

19 babies... 2 teachers... taken from this world entirely too soon. My heart hurts. Mini me is the same age as the babies hurt and murdered. I can't imagine what these families are going through. I pray these families find some type of peace in the madness. I pray these families find some type of... Continue Reading →

Field Day!

Yall remember Field Day in the 80s/90s? You would train the 2nd half of the school year for the 3 legged race, running relays, tuggawar (Tug Of War for those not in the South), balloon toss and all them other relay games. You would compete against other classes, race by race and then end the... Continue Reading →

The Competitive Parent

Random Thought: Ya'll ever had food poisoning? I've had it 3 times in my life and last week was the most recent. You know how you go against your gut (see what I did there) feeling and it turns out to bad? Yea... that was me last week. We ate at a place called NIko's and... Continue Reading →

Growing Up Blasian

Recently, I been thinking about how I grew up and how being Blasian (Black and Asian for the ones in the back) played a part in my everyday life. My skin complexion registered me as Black, because that was the selected choice on my paperwork for school, making my Asian-ness secondary. So now I'm older,... Continue Reading →

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