Showing posts from February, 2017

Terrifying Laundry Room

The Terrifying Laundry Room My laundry room is an absolute terror. I have seven laundry baskets ... seven! There's only three of us. These seven baskets each have some level of clothes in them. I have lost track of which ones have clothes that are clean, need to be washed,  need to be folded or refolded or whetever else. Then I have a table with clothes on it that vary from towels to sheets, mis-paired pillow cases to new clothes, old clothes, give-away clothes and I probably should just trash these clothes. Oh and I have pillows. I do not know why there are pillows in here. Where is their home? Whose missing pillows and why have you not collected them? At one point, my laundry room was a wonderful place to walk into, spacious and everything in its place. Towels and sheets were folded on the shelf. The table actually had room for the small ironing board and we ironed clothes there regularly without having to exert energy to displace whatever clothing was in our way. How did I

Do not be afraid to let someone get too close

Too Close Breathless the attraction makes me. Still and silent I stand waiting for more, for fear to pass I wrote this inspired by Yuna's single Too Close from her album Chapters. The song is light and melodically beautiful. I'm sure it resonates with many of us that have been burnt by pass relationships, experiences. Though we may be at a point where we are ready to test the waters when faced with that person or situation there is a hesitation. It is understandable. The beauty lies in the heart's willingness to risk it all again. Yes, there is beauty and bravery and hope in that, even if it may take us a while to get there. Let life flow. No reason to force it. Let love happen organically. Like Yuna sings, "let this heartbeat lead you," especially if it is to a place where love is waiting to pull you back in.

Fences: Believe that we are more

Fences Fences, starring Viola Davis as Rose and Denzel Washington as Troy, who also directed and produced it, was intense. Both recently won the SAG for their respective performances. In recent years, I  have made it a point to shy away from certain films that are dark, sad, and might make me mad. Fences did all of that. I wanted to watch it to show support for the film and actors. I believe they would do justice by the iconic roles and there would be zero buffoonery. I was correct. It took a little while for the story to build. The reward was in the patience exercised to appreciate the character layout and building layers upon layers of subtlety that gets completely, and appreciatively exposed at the end. All throughout the films layers of detailed were being peeled back. The acting was superb, considering the minimalism. It would not be a hit for Viola Davis if her snot did not make an appearance. Now there is a woman who goes all in. Her snot deserves an award dammit. I was

Bring on the Blessing

Bring on the blessings by Beverly Jenkins This is when you know my reading game has been off. This book was released in 2009 from one of my favorite authors and I have just finished reading it. That is a darn shame because it was a fantastic read. --------- On Bernadine Brown's fifty-second birthday she received an unexpected gift—she caught her husband, Leo, cheating with his secretary. She was hurt—angry, too—but she didn't cry woe is me. Nope, she hired herself a top-notch lawyer and ended up with a cool $275 million. Having been raised in the church, she knew that when much is given much is expected, so she asked God to send her a purpose. The purpose turned out to be a town: Henry Adams, Kansas, one of the last surviving townships founded by freed slaves after the Civil War. The failing town had put itself up for sale on the Internet, so Bernadine bought it. Trent July is the mayor, and watching the town of his birth slide into debt and foreclosure is about the