Time Out

I’m taking a blogging break y’all.  I have perfected the art of procrastination and I really need to work on putting first things first. 

So, even though I haven’t posted in a minute anyhow, I’m officially on break.  For about a week or so, nothing major. 

Be good.  Be blessed.  Be here when I get back!

Giants Do Die

I have been humming and singing this song all afternoon.  Have you heard it?  Be encouaged. Be blessed.

Donald Lawrence – Giants

Giants do die
The bigger they are, the harder they fall
Giants they die
Just walk around the Jericho Wall

Now we come in Your name
And we stand on Your Word
What is loosed in the heavens
Will be loosed on Earth

Now we come in Your name
And we stand on Your Word
What is loosed in the heavens
Will be loosed on Earth

Let God arise, Giants die!

Giants do die
The bigger they are, the harder they fall
Giants they die
Just walk around the Jericho Wall

Now we come in Your name
And we stand on Your Word
What is loosed in the heavens
Will be loosed on Earth

Now we come in Your name
And we stand on Your Word
What is loosed in the heavens
Will be loosed on Earth

Let God arise, Giants die!

Your praise will bring down stronghold
When you praise, you will see miracles
Just pray when things seem impossible
And the King of Glory
Will show His Glory

Let God arise, Giants die!

Giants, do die
The bigger they are, the harder they fall
Giants they die
Just walk around the Jericho Wall

Now we come in Your name
And we stand on Your Word
What is loosed in the heavens
Will be loosed on Earth

Now we come in Your name
And we stand on Your Word
What is loosed in the heavens
Will be loosed on Earth

Let God arise, Giants die!

When you praise
When you praise
When you praise
They gotta come down

When you praise
When you praise
When you praise
They gotta come down

When you worship
When you worship
When you worship
They gotta come down

When you worship
When you worship
When you worship
They gotta come down

When you shout
Just shout
When you shout
They gotta come down

When you shout
Just shout
When you shout
They gotta come down

They gotta come down
They gotta come down
They gotta come down
They gotta come down

They gotta come down
They gotta come down
They gotta come down
They gotta come down

When you shout
Just shout
When you shout
They gotta come down

When you shout
Just shout
When you shout
They gotta come down

When you shout
Just shout
When you shout
They gotta come down

When you shout
Just shout
When you shout
They gotta come down

They gotta come down
They gotta come down
They gotta come down
They gotta come down

Let God arise, Giants die!

I’m Actually Looking Forward to Tomorrow’s Class

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My Friday night class is on student development in college.  Lots of theories, postulates, etc. etc.  I generally find most of it to be a bunch of b.s. psychobabble.  Not that I completely disagree with the stages and vectors and whatever else they’re termed that we go through, this is just such a departure from my previous educational training which is based on hard science – biology and public health.  Seems like anyone can pick five stages, give them a fancy sounding name and then assert that we all go through them.  Whatev.

Tomorrow night?  Racial and Ethnic Identity Development.  Whoo hoo.  Should either be a very lively or very quiet class. 

Right now I’m reading about Helms’ White Identity Development Model.  In her first “phase” titled “Abandonment of Racism” she explains that there are two statuses.  Status 1 is Contact.  Status 2 is Disintegration.  In Status 1, individuals must “acknowledge that blacks are treated differently from whites in the United States.  When whites reach this point, they can move on to the next status.”  I almost fell out of my chair (here at work) laughing.  All I could think was “does anyone ever make it to Status 2 or Phase II, Status 6 (the final status of white identity development). 

Yeah, I know, I’m not making much sense.  But I’m tickled at this particular reading.  So, bear with me.

Seriously, it seems as though most whites I encounter do not acknowledge the fact that blacks – and other racial/ethnic minorites – are treated differently in this country.  I often hear about how we all have the same opportunities, we all have the same Constitutional guarantees, etc., etc.  I wonder if this phenomena is unique to the South or if people hear the same thing all over the country?

Curious to know what your experiences with this have been and what your thoughts are.  If you’re a person of color – do most of the white people you encounter acknowledge different treatment of minorities (don’t get all Census bureau on me, you know what I mean) or do you routinely encounter white folks who will say “yes, you are treated differently?”  If you’re white, what are your thoughts?  Do you think there is an equal playing field?  That everyone, regardless of ethnicity or heritage is treated equally here in America (or wherever you may be reading this from)?

Curious to see what y’all will say, so please comment.  Keep it nice, keep it clean.  Please.  Thanks in advance!

*I use black/white because those are the groups to whom my readings refer.  Please feel free to chime in regardless of  whether or not you “fit” either of these categories.*

Monday Musings

  • Our Valentine’s Day was nice.  Not what we’d originally planned – and I use the term planned loosely – but nice.  The church held a fundraiser where they’d keep the kiddos from 5-12 for $25, so  I signed Lovegirl up thinking that Smoochy and I would finally have a date night.  Well, Smoochy didn’t make it home until about 530 on Saturday and I knew that he was tired and there was no way Lovegirl was going to agree to be sent away now that Daddy! was home.  So, I went to the local Vietnamese spot and got Beef and Rice for Smoochy, Shrimp Bun for me (yum!) and then picked up a pizza for Lovegirl.  We sat around laughing, eating and trippin’ out.  It was all good.
  • My kid has wet the bed 3 times in the last few weeks.  She’s never done this before, I think we’re going back to no liquids after 630.  Smoochy thinks this is torturous of me.  I think it is torturous to have to bathe 40 pounds of sleep child at 615 in the morning.  I win!
  • I have got to sit down and reevaluate the way I’m working things on a daily basis.  ‘Cause it is not working.  My car is a mess, my schoolwork hasn’t been all that great, I’m watching too much TV, not reading enough, cooking the same old thing every week . . . definitely time to sit down and come up with a new plan.
  • I joined F.acebook last week.  Big mistake.  I’ve wasted more time on that joker catching up with folks from the old neighborhood, high school, and college.  Addictive I tell ya!
  • I think I’m going to find myself a Bun recipe . . .
  • Peace out homies!

Life Lesson #21409

No matter how good an idea it seems while you’re sitting in class praying for 6:00 so that you can implement your “genius” plan, consuming copious amounts of wine and then attempting to iron 4 baskets of clothes is NOT a good idea.

Consider yourself schooled . . .

WWYD – Can Men and Women Be Friends?

There’s a dude at work with whom I am cool.  He works in my old department.  (Let’s refer to it as “Hell” so I don’t have to keep typing “old department.”)

Anyhoo, we have a lot in common, similar personalities, similar outlooks on life, we always have something to talk and trip out about.  He is married as am I.

Smoochy asked me who I planned on keeping in touch with when I moved to my new position.  I named dude and two women.  Smoochy was like “cool.” 

Dude and I exchanged cell phone numbers on my last day of work and I gave him my new extension.  We decided that we’d get together for lunch every once in a while now that I no longer work in Hell and can eat with whomever I please without invoking the wrath of Crazy Ex Boss.  We’ve texted (is that a word?) back and forth a few times in the last few weeks during work hours.

Well, one of my female friends called and asked if I wanted to go to lunch today.  Told her I couldn’t I was going to lunch with dude.  She was all “you’d better be careful.  Y’all sure hang out a lot.  Does Smoochy know?  I don’t want to see you on an episode of C.heaters.  Don’t you know men and women can’t be friends?” 

I didn’t know that. 

If you were me, would you continue this friendship with dude?  He has never done or said anything to lead me to believe that he has ulterior motives.

What do you think?  Can men and women just be friends?  Do you have any/many friends of the opposite sex?  How does your significant other feel about them? 

Head on over to the comments section and let me know!  Thanks.

More Randomness

  • LOL!  The girl who is doing my old job has just informed me who she has to train as her backup.  Y’all should be mighty glad you’re not an hourly employee in that department the day Ms. Backup does payroll.  That is going to be a hot a** mess!  I could be wrong . . .
  • I’d forgotten about the differences in dress that can manifest inself among the races.  I show up in a suit almost daily.  My new coworkers might as well have on workout clothes.  I am definitely going to use this new position as an opportunity to update my wardrobe a little – I’m going to buy a few more separates and find that middle ground between suits and jeans – wish me luck!
  • Last week Monnie  asked if we worked out with our SOs.  I answered “no, Smoochy couldn’t hang. ” Well, Saturday morning I asked Smoochy if he wanted to go to the gym with me and work out.  He told me no – he thought I’d be mean at the gym.  I’ve definitely got to work on my image . . .
  • Is anybody watching T.op Chef this season?  I usually have a favorite by now, but really, I don’t care who wins this season.  This bunch just hasn’t endeared itself to me like groups on previous seasons have.
  • I’m about to hire one of the trainers at the gym to develop a weight lifting plan for me.  I’ve been working out, but I need to see some cut, some tone, and so far, that hasn’t happened.  I’m pretty sure she’s going to try to kill me.
  • Saw S.lumdog Millionaire last Friday night – though some parts really disturbed me – I thought it was a good movie and well worth my $8.50.
  • Saw my old boss in the halls yesterday.  You’d of sworn we were long lost friends.  Geesh.
  • My fast really helped me see that it is not as hard to adopt better eating habits as I thought.  I’m now trying to get Lovegirl on the fresh fruits and vegetables bandwagon.  So far for breakfast this week we’ve had apples, bananas and baby carrots.  I hope that I can wean her off of the fiber I add to her juice every day.
  • Ummm, my boss just said I could leave for the day.  PEACE!

Random Love on a Friday Afternoon

  • I love my friends.  However, the one that just told me she thought she could supply the food for her kid’s birthday party at the pizza/game place instead of buying their food because of her food/germ issues?  CRAZY!  What about that even sounds right?
  • I love my sister in law.  She called last night and asked if Lovegirl could spend the night tonight.  Hell yes she can!  I don’t even know what to do with a free evening all to myself!  I do know that I will not – no matter how strong the temptation – spend it cleaning or studying!  Anybody got a good movie recommendation?
  • I love Anthony Hamilton.  I just bought his latest CD and am definitely feeling most of the songs on there.  He reminds me a lot of Bill Withers.  And I love me some Bill Withers!
  • I love my new job.  I miss my peeps downstairs and this department could definitely use more . . . melanin,  but I love being here.  I’m excited to do something new and am really looking forward to working with students again.
  • I love the fact that it is Friday! 

Hope you have  a great weekend and that you get the chance to do something you love with someone you love.

Peace!

I LOVE this song! (The video, not so much)  Enjoy!