Scandal Addiction...

Look at *OUR* addiction. Is Scandal such an addiction, especially to black woman, because this day, this need, this statement, this public show, this weekly declaration is something that WE - black women have long awaited? Long needed to, well... *HEAL* our battered souls. To repair all the damage done by our leading society who said... we were of "Low" things and nothing of "Value"? 

Has Scandal... and other such stories, tapped into our hurting place? That place that HELD US DOWN within our own minds even? Many of us work hard, REALLY REALLY HARD... to shake off - as Abby put it, the crazy. The crazy of this world that nailed us to the wall of, "Anyone can use, abuse, devalue, belittle, dehumanize, buy, sale, trade, exchange and "Have one" at the right price." How long now have we carried that - *ugly* hanging note around our necks?

Has Shonda Rhimes, thru Scandal - publicly broadcasted - THIS wake up call. Has Scandal and other such literature out today that features incredibly strong, intelligent, dignified women of color - doing what WE have long felt needed, has been long overdue? Removing the note? The sale merchandise note? Saying to the world...that all of the psychological garbage that has been DUMPED on us for centuries needs to be removed... because... enough PROOF is available PROVING that our society who "branded" this to our foreheads, color, hair and moral PROFILE is FALSE! SR's Scandal says, it has always been false! Has always been a lie! Has always been a plot, scheme, TRICK... to keep us down.

Without actually saying it - we show by our NEED for Scandal ... that having that WHITE president, the supposedly most powerful man on earth - lust, long for, obsess, stalk, love, hurt, protect, love, shake and need more, and yes again... LOVE with madness over that black, beautiful, intelligent woman, OP - soothes US - black women - to the core of our injured, abused being. We have needed THIS for so long... that we literally SHAKE to get the reformation of the false claims of us that has existed for far too long. 

Some of us I know will deny it, but others will give it deep thought and know that it's true. After all... would we be THIS addicted - truly, IF POTUS in this drama series were Black? A black man? Would we, really? How many of us would even be watching, let alone addicted to it to the degree that we are? It wouldn't be enough would it, if he were black? Why? Well, mentally speaking, psychologically we instinctively FEEL that a black man SHOULD love us, sooo - we cannot really GET validation of value from him. HE - we feel IS one of us. Thus, he's fighting for his own value place, validation. 

To really FEEL the validation of value that we or some of us, and our souls need - it can only come from attracting and holding - in a honorable position - what today is - the image of power. That image is the WHITE male. Let's face it, this is for now - fair or unfair, just or not - a WHITE world. They dominate it. They hold the so called laws & fashion dictate of value. They should not - it is not JUST that they do... because it should belong to God and only God. Yet, when it comes to what many see and need, here and now - they hold the validating purse strings of value. As James Brown sang, it's a "Man's World" and even more so, for the time being, a "White Man's world."

Thus, to attract, to hold, to entrance, to captivate, and GAIN the white male, and more so a POWERFUL, gorgeous, tall and dreamy white male that looks at one of us, saying.... I NEED YOU - I LOVE YOU - I TREASURE YOU - YOU are everything to me, and I am NOTHING without YOU......... umph... yeah... come on... come on... be real...

Heals US... the black woman. And that is one of the reasons *WHY* - Scandal has gripped our GUTS and will NOT let us go. Scandal is the public declaration, that black women... are VALUABLE - beautiful - intelligent and most certainly, a worthy CATCH to have and to hold. It removes that ugly, unfair, NOTE of sale that hung around our necks. It's been gone for a long time, but the scars, the damage from it, has been done and remains!

As a writer of my own interracial drama series, surrounding black, strong, beautiful female leads, loved and adored by alpha white males... I have to think deeply about the whys of everything I see. To make sense of it, first... helpls me to write about it, second.

Just my thoughts on the matter... as a black woman - yep... I admit it, I am Scandal addicted and I thought - I did NOT have that NEED for validation or value. How wrong I was, am - because Scandal has hooked me full on and then some. And despite the inconsistencies and descrepencies from season 1 to 2 that are blaring and clear, especially if you've watched it as much as I have - which there are more than a few... even that, those inperfectios aren't enough to turn me off of this incredible milestone NEED.

M. Keyes

Mainstream vs. Self-Publishing w/ errors, typos oops grammar oh my...

It has been a long time since I've read over various parts of Bomaw, thus forgetting things that I'd written. So I'm reading with fresh new eyes, almost like those of a reader. Yes, I see the errors as well, sorry about that. Those errors have become one of my reasons for slo-o-owing down. What so many readers must understand, and there are some who do - that being the DO ALL to publishing your own work is not as easy as one might think. Mainstream published authors get to write it, and PASS IT on. They're done. Someone else has the job of cleaning it up. They have the freedom to move on to the next project while resting a bit in between.

This is not the case for self-published. Proof-reading is a skill not all of us hold. As well editing. While the two are totally different and needed for polished publishing. Editor gets rid of excess story, removes sections as well as suggesting more meat, fat or sugar.

Proof-reading is about spelling, grammar, typos, continuity etc. etc. etc. Mainstream publishers have their editors on board as well their proof-readers. Once the author is done, their manuscript is passed on to the editor and once he or she does their magic that the author approves or rejects - and becomes the final story, it is then dropped on the proof-readers desk to clean it up.

In the end, you get a clean new fiction tale to enjoy, hopefully free of errors and inconsistencies. Basically... I - and my husband felt that self-publishing was the way to go for us. Why? Because we wanted full and complete control and ownership of everything we work to turn out.

Also, he's an editor and could do that part.Back to us in a moment, for now, to finish a point, mainstream publishing should and does for the big houses, guarantee that the readers get a clean new fiction tale to enjoy, free of errors and nconsistencies.

Down the road, our dream, James & Keyes for Amber Swann Publishing Inc. is to be a publishing house as well of quality interracial literatre. We're basically learning the ropes now with our own works. However, having said that, in the beginning, [ I ] Mercedes Keyes, did try to get into a mainstream publishing house and found that it is very close to playing the lottery. Like so many others, I found that you first need an agent - that takes quite a bit of time to find, especially one suited to you. Or in my case, to ME. After an agent, you must show you have sellable stories to tell. So they want you to show that someone is willing to buy what you write, but if you've written anything that has been sold, that cannot nor will not be taken by a publisher to redistribute.

This may have changed now, but at the time that I was doing my thing... that is the way it was. I also found out how MUCH the mainstream TAKES of your hard work. I also found that you would be under contract! Contract...hmmm, I don't mind saying, the word shakes me a bit. So after all of that, once you win the lottery of finding an agent and getting a contract, you are then TOLD what your story can and cannot have within. And you must also meet your DEADLINES. When you are ill, not feeling right, or simply speaking - suffering under writers block, then what?

In the nutshell, no no no no no... it just was not for me. For my passion of writing to run anywhere near being smooth, to flow, I cannot, nor will not be told how my story needs to go. Like any other, I suffer with writers block and simply don't feel it some days. As for the story itself, there are times when I fight with my honey, James of James & Keyes, enough as it is about certain parts, LMBO. Needless to say, the path of self-publishing was the way for us. However - the drawbacks are, typos, errors, grammar, you get it. Believe me when I say to you, that I have read, and re-read and re-read like crazy trying my best to catch errors, typos and grammatical no nos. In the end, I'm a story-teller, not an English major or proof-reader - thus... I've missed stuff. Too much stuff, enough of it for many of you readers to have complained about. So I have slowed down tremendously. You see, believe it or not, no one who loves what they do, ME a writer, does it with the intent of botching it up with errors. It's true, I, we - I'm thinking other writers, HATE that we are human with errors - lacking finance or support to catch what we miss. That is where mainstream publishing has us beat. I love being a writer, the stories I bring from my mind and I hate when I leave behind things that marks it, dirties it, scars it - devalues it. I hate going back with fresh eyes and seeing all the no-nos that have gotten by.

Some readers are not forgiving, they don't care and don't want to hear it. They want their literature perfect and they want it ON TIME... NOW! No matter how you feel, no matter how hard it is to get into that zone, no matter what's going on in your personal life. It doesn't matter to them that you may have downs, depression, going thru life changes, physical, chemical, emotional - they don't care if your loved one has passed, mother, brother - none of that means anything to too many readers. They want that story that they have come to enjoy, to be released on time, with no typos, because whatever price they may have paid for it, is a down payment on your LIFE! There have been a few, thank goodness they are only a FEW... that have actually mentioned complaining to Amazon about having to WAIT... because money was spent on previous volumes of our works. Nothing makes you want to rethink your whole direction and joy for writing faster than someone who is bold enough to express and think because they've paid, 7.95 more or less x whatever - they now OWN you, and you better get to writing, or ELSE! Believe me, there have been times when I thought... is this really worth it? Really?

And then on that thought, I'll get an email from a reader who reminds me, that in their case... yeah, they ARE worth it and I carry on. When you get an email from someone who truly understands and wants the continuation NO LESS than the others, but gets it and just wants you to know, you've been appreciated and please - they want more. Who despite the obvious errors, want YOU to please continue on with the story telling, because that means more to them than human error. For them... I write on. In the nutshell, until our earnings can see a way to having a professional proof-reader brought on board - all I can assure is this dear readers... we'll continue to try and do our BEST. Try to deliver a story worth reading. Worth forgiving the typos and grammar errors should they persist. Once we can no longer do that, we'll be hanging up the towel. But for now, we're taking a MUCH SLOWER route, which is now the current cause for complaint - but we're taking it slow. We're trying to get it right. Still haven't, but in the midst of the same world all of our readers are living in - we live in it too. We suffer from the same economical woes.

What I must mention and am so very thankful for, are the various readers so in love with Bomaw and our other stories, that they've offer themselves as Proof-readers assisting to help us polish our works before releasing. To those few, we thank them and have taken them up on their offers. Hopefully, things will get better. It's certainly the best experience to gain before we move into position to become publishers ourselves. We will know first hand exactly what various writers will need and have those services available when we arrive at that bridge to cross it.

 

That's it for now - time to get back to Bomaw - there is loads more to cover, check, research

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Dissin' the President, Barack O'Bama

First let me say, that I don't know if me having a blog is a good idea. I'm too stupid to keep certain things to myself, speaking my mind, is a dangerous thing, because my mind and the things in it could get me in a heap of trouble, for real!

Let me say right off, that I am SICK and TIRED of the disrespect and B.S. surrounding the current U.S. President, but let's face it - we all know why this is happening, doesn't matter if you're white, doesn't matter if you're black. We ALL know why he's being treated so horribly by the press and by the republicans and all those others like them.

His treatment - is because - he is - BLACK!!! Racism - with it's ugly self, pretended to be long gone, dead and buried; but it's not. Let me stop here and say this right now - this blog is not going to be politically correct in ANYTHING I say. I don't have time for that B.S. - I'm going to say it straight off the cuff as it really is.

I'm going to give an analogy of something that happened to me, which taught me, of the various kinds of bigotry and prejudice, so keep up - I have a tendency to jump around, there -you've been warned.

I worked at a place called "Best Power" in Necedah, Wi. Predominantly white, like 99.8% - this manufacturer that built UPS' - Un-Interruptible Power Source units. Basically costly units of various sizes companies purchase to keep their power up during black outs. I'm not going to break it down anymore, because that's enough. I loved working there, in fact, it was the best job, I ever had! I kid you not. However - there were the bigots - yeah yeah - oh sho'nuff there were. Some blatant in their bigotry and disdain of us black folk and some not so blatant; they were the gentle white folk, the kind, considerate smiling white folk that you would have NEVER suspected of being bigots and Lord Lord Lord - how I found out who of the quiet bigots were, blew me away and taught me something vital! Up until this certain incident, this one bigot in particular, name Bonita I think, was as nice to me as you could imagine. Always spoke to me, said good morning, sat with me at times in the morning before our shift started, -(because we all worked on an assembly line you see)- she was on one line, I worked on another. This went on for some time mind you, I'm talking about months and months where she really got to know me, vice versa and I thought, all was cool.

Rude Awakening: At this company, there was a constant call for overtime, and at the time, I did as much overtime as I could get. Which included, Saturdays. Different lines - had schedules to meet, and when due to parts not being available, those lines might fall behind and end up on overtime. The line that I worked on, happened to be one of those lines. So, if anyone wanted to work overtime, they could do so even on a line they didn't normally work on. Now this is the thing, if you choose to come in and work on the line, you must take instruction from the line leader... guess who that was? ME - ol'black me!!! Now bring in, a silent, bigot choosing to work on my line and having to take instruction from me - a BLACK person, on no!!! Oh ho-ho - here came sweet, silent bigot Bonita, walking up to the line, smiling mind you - up until she learned from our supervisor, that [ I ] would be showing her what to do. Dawn, the supervisor walked away, and I, still smiling, turned to show her how to set up and what to do. Things got really quiet, and I turned to see Bonita, reading the process book - completely ignoring me - and what I was trying to show her. And I said, "Let me set you up first, and then show you how it's done, and if you need a reminder, just refer to the process then." I, of course, said this, expecting some type of response, a question, an 'okay', a - 'let's get started' or something, but instead, I got quiet, dumb insolence - I was completely ignored.

I could not believe this was happening, I could not believe this was the same person, who for months, had spoken to me as if we were old chums and now, suddenly - she was turning red, her lips tight, her body language, closed, her eyes avoiding me at all cost. It took me a few moments for my brain to actually assimilate what this was about. Because it just didn't fit! And so, I said, "Excuse me - are we going to do this or not?" she continued to ignore me and was trying to set the station up herself, cutting me completely out of the picture.

In the nutshell, I faced a bigot, who all this time had been pretending not to be a bigot - but when it came down to a "Black" - me - daring to move above her supposed superior station to give her instruction, daring to "teach" her something, she bristled up - was appalled, offended and resented that I dare stand myself in a position before my "betters" as she felt, trying to perform in a minor, more or less, authority over her, she couldn't take it, oh no no no! Almost five minutes went by with the tension getting worse between us, two other persons on the line, who'd always worked with me, also white, shook their heads because they knew what was happening and they got incredibly uncomfortable with it. I turned, went to the supervisor, explained what had just taken place, yes - she was white too, and told her also, why it was happening, which she said, "Oh no, not Bonita!"

Ha - yeah Bonita. Anyway, because of the stand she took, Bonita; I made one too - either she goes or I go. Dawn didn't want that, because I, with the right team, and with my motivation skills that I've always had, could get the line cooking, surpassing the numbers of units getting built and shipped out and they always passed the first time through, which also saves time. They loved that about this here Negro - so she, the supervisor was not about to let me go home - guess who had to go? Yep, you guessed it, Ms Bonita was sent home.

What's the point? Multiply Ms. Bonita times thousands, NO, millions, increase her personality from an introvert to an extrovert - and put before her - A BLACK PRESIDENT!!! You get me now? Yeah, exactly! These Bonita types are in the throws of seizures at having a black man in the highest position of the land! They are having fits and foaming at the mouth that a Negro, black, colored, coon, and let's face it, Nigger is trying to tell them ALL what to do! Oh no no no!!! They can't have it, they can't stand it, they hate that he's in there, trying, working and getting things done! It doesn't matter, who suffers, why they suffer, what's fair, what's right, what's just, they cannot have a BLACK standing over them in a position of authority when, they - the white race, are the superiors and have been for hundreds of years in this country, they will not stand by and let who they see as an inferior - dare to make "CHANGES" in their white world! Oh no no no!

So now, they're greasing the palms of the media, using them to brainwash, scare and convince millions that he's weak, inept, incapable of possibly being a leader of this "White" country they claim is THEIRS! He shouldn't be in the "White" House, in the oval office making decisions, why he's just a "BOY" trying to do a, "WHITE" man's job!

I can hear them now, --"I want that boy out'ah there, right now! I don't care what it takes, what we have to do, how many lies we have to tell, how many books we have to write, how aggressive we have to be, I mean to tell'yah! When we get done with that Nigga, the example will be set with him and not another one will dare step out of their place to think they can be anything more than an inferior to us, the superior! White power! White power! White power! Now let's get'em out'ah there!"--

Yeah, I said it - that's the way I see it - because that's the way it is! O'Bama - you have my greatest sympathies, but you need to watch a few Mr. T commercials for Snickers candy bars, to quote his punch line, "Boy - get some nuts!"

Rolling out the volumes...

Here is Volume 9 of Bomaw...
I can't believe how far that drama series has come. And yet, soon I'll hit volume 11 - because we believe it will make it to 11 with the material already written - and once it does, it will be time to start writing the new, fresh material for it. All 9 volumes are available at amazon.com - well, all except 4, 8 & 9 = at the time of this blog release, however, in a few weeks, they too will be there to purchase the paperbacks. Thing is, I never knew how time consuming being a writer could be.

And it's not just writing that consumes me - before I discovered that I was a writer, I was an artist. I loved to draw. Me and my pencil - with an image to look at, I could duplicate it pretty well. That was inherited from my mother's side of the family. Quite a few artists on her side, which includes, her, me, and my oldest daughter, she's pretty good at it.

That had been my first passion - but life and circumstances made me lose that skill, after all, if you don't use it, you lose it... and I did. Then, while writing and needing urgently, a means to illustrate my novels - I discovered Poser - a program that let's you, create scenes of almost any you can imagine - in 3D form, to render and use as you please. I found this not only pleasing, but right up my alley for what I needed. In fact, that bookcover to the right was done with 3D graphics. As all of my novels were. While it's not the best of artistic illustrations, the visual aid does enhance thing things for the readers. The main program that I use now, is called Daz Studio - you can download that for free here, at the link below.

This new and incredible means of expressing myself, my artistic side, while at the same time, taking care of my publishing needs - thrills me to no end. The down-side to this is, that anyone can get a hold of the program and sad to say, that it's also been used to create images depicting porn - and because you can also animate with it, guess what? Yep, you guessed it, also create porn movies or clips with it. But then, I supposed that it's better than using living human beings, because with it, no persons - women or men, are being abused with it. Just some textured cyber digits. Oh well, that is the case with anything isn't it? Something created for a good, gets in the wrong hands, and is turned to a very bad use. Thus, the world we live in.

Some of the places where I can be found, displaying my art... is at http://renderosity.com
just look for the artist gallery for MKeyes. There you will see what I've been up to while not writing. Because let's face it, no matter how good a writer you are, no one can write ALL THE TIME - with out let up. Well, I should correct that - I CAN'T - I have too many things within wishing to be let out, and doing artistic renders is one of them.

This is one I did as a depiction of Sasha O'Bama - not sure what inspired it, but I felt it and so, there it is. I have many others of course, but I won't bore you with them, hmmm... maybe I will, at a later date when I work on my gallery - which you can find at my website. For now... this is the end of this blog. I'm not a dedicated blogger, I have to FORCE myself to blog, because my mind is often all over the place, and seldom can I get it to come here and blog, when I have so much to write. It needs to count - you know what I mean? Count as in, writing episode 99. As in, writing more on the "Fancy" - as in, writing more to "Saoirse" - yep - all works that are waiting to be done by yours truly.
Laz and I went for a lovely walk, and now that I'm so refreshed, probably why I decided to blog - I can get something else done. This is what I have on the burners...

Getting Laz's website done... http://ljproductions.org.uk
Getting my graphics site done... http://eboneswann.org
Getting Ms Dunlap's site redone... http://tonidunlap.com
Getting episode 85 read and published - TODAY!
Getting another image of "Odd Socks" - our children's fantasy book - Done!

And chilling... well, that will happen around 11:45pm - that's what it's been the last few days. We'll see... guess I'll go twitter now. Hmmm, what shall I say... Hey! I know... bye!

Eating right for my blood type O+

December 1st I started out of the gate...

I have to maintain a strong protein diet. Because eating several types of fruits and vegetables during the day keeps me hungry and makes me weak. Slows down my weight loss, and so I don't feel satisfied and I end up eating more, and turning to breads, grains, pasta - my ABSOLUTE enemies in ANY PORTION.

My body cannot function correctly with the above. In America, when I found the Zone diet, which is basically, going back to basics of eating. It stated this valid important truth - if you cannot trace the source of your food back ONE STEP to it's original source - DO NOT EAT IT!!!

Majority of the food aisles in grocery stores should be taken out. You know, the aisles with boxed cereals, instant cereals, breakfast bars, quick snacks. Canned cooked foods, all a waste, any processed foods, frozen processed dinners - all garbage!!!

A healthy O+ way of eating is protein and green vegetables and dark berries! While in the United States, I turned over to this way of eating and the weight literally melted off of me in no time flat!!! And it stayed off. Yes, I did my exercises, on an Elliptical for 45 minutes putting myself through it or as an alternative, 45 minute aerobic work out. I ate the following in whatever combination I could conjure or wanted to - twice a day, or on a busy out and about days, I grazed on nuts and dried Jerky for the day, or blue berries, black berries, dark cherries, dark plums - with berries always DARK and ate nothing else and was very satisfied. I ate the following from one day or another, the variety of REAL food to eat is plentiful.

Condiments: Real Lard for cooking, Olive Oil, Soy Sauce, Hot Sauces - Tobasco best! Vinegar, A1 Steak sauces

Fruits: Blue berries, black berries, Very dark plums, dark cherries

Dairy: Eggs, Cheese, Butter for cooking

Fresh Vegetables: Fresh cooked Greens; Mustard, Collard, Turnip, Kale, Green Cabbage, Savoy Cabbage, Spinach, Cilantro, Roman Lettuce, Garlic, Onions, any kind of Peppers, Ginger

Meats: Bacon, Sausage, Ham, hocks, Salt Pork, Smoked whatever I want, Beef - any kind of steak or roasts, Ribs - (Pork )... Lamb, Goose, Duck, Chicken, Turkey, Dried Jerky - (Deer) Venisen - Buffalo

Fish: Cat Fish, Bass, Cod, Trout, Whiting, Orange Roughy, Hokie, Crab, Shrimp, Lobster - whatever!

Other Proteins: Pinto beans, Black eye peas, Kidney beans, Lima beans, Lentils, Small white beans, Peanuts, Walnuts, Pecans, Brazil Nuts

Vitamins: -(Not from Walmart or Walgreens)- Go to Eniva - http://eniva.com - or a really good health food store - do not buy grocery store vitamins! Omega's 3, 6, 9 - a must to add to your diet

Minerals: Magnesium, Zinc, B-complex -or- Excellent multiple daily

Vitamins C

Vegetable Juicing: Daily or every other day with very fresh following; Cucumber, Beets, Carrots, Celery, Parsley, Spinach, Red and Yellow bell peppers, Tomatos, iceburg lettuce.




The above satisfied me, kept me from being hungry and the weight melted off! Notice that it's all real food! Notice also that I didn't cut the fat! Know why? Because the body uses REAL FAT - it absolutely needs it. Your skin, your hair, your joints, your BRAIN, your body needs fat! If you don't eat the junk, you won't put on any weight. The body will take the proteins, enzymes, fats and use every bit of it. What it doesn't, will come out in your stool. The foods above and exercise had me ontop of the game, feeling great, full of energy, in a good mood, thinking fast, focused, high levels of concentration often with as little as 5 to 6 hours sleep, never needed anymore - I woke up - wide awake and ready to get out of bed immediately - get to whatever woke me up.

Then - I met my second husband, came to England where the food and access to certain foods is totally different. Majority of the foods I was used to having at my side in America, I could not get in England - unless you lived by a major market and butcher - which we do not! The entire culture change and lifestyle difference threw me off of my routine, broke my rhythm and before I knew it, I was eating things I knew I shouldn't, because I simply couldn't get the things I ate at home to get me on track, as I had been in America due to all the food differences. I've been here 7 years and have gone down hill and I am just now getting myself back on track. I have gained too much weight the last 5 years. The first two, I fought and tried different things to stay on track, but - first slowly, it started coming on, then I just started losing control entirely, and the weight was back on. UGH! Now here I am, after these past years, having to learn alternatives, having to find what I can, and accept what I can't find. Everything is different here, more costly, not as large, nor as good in some cases, you wouldn't think that would be the case where the Queen is - but I speak from experience, it's not the same.

Foods that I cannot eat?
Breads of anykind!
This means no cornbread, corn flour, meals of anykind whatsoever! And sadly, this here list is the weight problem with most black Americans. We love our breads, corn bread -(Jiffy)-, pies, cakes, rolls, donuts, pancakes, french toast, you name it, but it don't like us! Wheat in any form! Pasta of any kind! No Potatoes No Bananas No Oranges No apples No Grapes No Cereals of any kind.

To much of the above is apart of the everyday English staple, especially potatoes, chips, Krisps, deep battered fried fish, cans of baked beans, terrible sausage with rusk fillers, and other things I won't mention. I have a huge battle ahead of me, because of what I have access to as an alternative, and the costs of those choices - but I have to do it, because I haven't been the same since. My health has really deterioated.

Books I strongly suggest. "Eat right for your bloodtype" & "Cook right for your bloodtype" They are excellent books and help you to get on the road to recovery and building a better you! Amazon Links: Eat right For your bloodtype... & Cook right for your bloodtype...

Well as I said, December 1st I started out of the gate, let's see how it goes...

Tiger, Tiger, Tiger, you can't have it all....

I'm sitting here shaking my head, spent the morning laughing, couldn't help myself. Tiger, Tiger, Tiger, what are you doing? Do you know, because of you, men who have done the no, no on their wives, and begged for forgiveness - and have been forgiven, to the extent that the wife could - they are right now walking about on egg shells, all because of what you've done, bringing it all back up again for them to suffer through once more, hey - and rightly so! Because I don't care what anyone says, about forgiveness and all that - that if you don't forget, you can't forgive.

Well I'm sorry, once it's been done to you, you can't forget! I speak from experience! And yes, you try with everything in you to forgive, to move on - but no no, not that easy. Now let me just say, that I'm not saying that Tiger is guilty of doing anything wrong.

However, for some strange reason, wifey went ghetto on him, standing over him with a golf club. Now, some reports state it was used to break a window and drag him out - yeah, okay, hey - maybe all the doors were locked. Oh please forgive me, I have been laughing all morning, I know that it's wrong and I truly feel ashamed of myself, because this man has probably done nothing wrong! He was scratched up, bumps, bloody mouth... hmmm, sounds like a fight I once had with my ex-hubby - anyway - back to Tiger.

Now now, what's sad is, it's quite possible that she chased his poor innocent self out of the house after attacking him, and wasn't satisfied enough, so grabbed one of his clubs to try and reach that point where she could back off and take a breath and feel better. Could be that she went through all of that over the wrong information - some one putting a "she say, he say" on her. And here comes Tiger, not making it any easier for her to ignore, strolling into the house, at ease as you please, 2am in the morning, with that grin, smelling unlike he did when he left! Hehehe - now now. Forgive me, but my imagination is going beserk right now, because all of this could have been miscontrued!

After all, the other woman denied all! Said no no no, there has been no affair, it's lies, all lies! Well first of all, where did this woman come from? Why is there another woman to be questioned, at all? Just a little something that makes you go, hmmmm? The very way I'm sure Mrs Woods went, hmmmm? Anyway - it's quite possible that all of this is just a big nasty ol'misunderstanding!

But just incase there is no misunderstanding, Elin - you go girl! Woooo, I can see it now, she was probably pacing back and forth waiting on his butt!

Tiger, Tiger, Tiger, now you know you cannot have it all! As a black man, whether you see yourself as that or not, they sure do! You know, the ones that busted your game? Yeah, them, they tired of your ass! Yes they are. Stepped your black butt up, took their game from them! You know how long they been playing golf, Eldrick? Do you know? For centuries now, and here you bring your grinning butt in, and just take over the game, got your own official game - Tiger Woods Golf game! Got all those trophies they feel should be theirs! Got endorsements up the ying yang, that they should have, and then, got one of their women to boot! And then, have the gall to think, you can have it all and cheat too? And ain't nobody gonna tell?

Tiger, Tiger, Tiger - come on now, you can't have it all baby. When will the black man learn that just because you choose to turn from black women - and hey, if you want to - that's your choice, you can choose who you want to live your life with, no problem, I'm all for it - however too many choose a white woman because they think, she'll be easier to menipulate. That's what pisses me off! They think the white woman is easier to control - that she will allow him to get away with whatever he wants! It's the black men that choose for that reason, that pisses me off! So when I read this story, and that girlfriend - my white sister - went ghetto on him, I laugh and love it - every moment of it. Girlfriend, if you can stay with him, stay! If you can forgive him, forgive him, but first... put something on his ass he won't soon forget! LOL, oh I know many will read this and shake their heads, maybe come back with correction for me.

So beit! I loved it - I couldn't read the story through my tears of mirth - my husband had to take over and read it - we all know Tiger was running from a well deserved ass whipping! ROFLMBO!!! Okay, okay, I'm sorry, that's wrong - again, you can't believe the, "he say, she say" - but - something made her lay it on him! Tiger was laying on the ground, unconscious! Lie! He was wide awake, but he didn't want her to hit him with that club again! hehehehe - oh man. That's enough, here's one of the reports to draw your own conclusion - because I have drawn mine, and true or not - it made my morning.

The story... I'm only human - Yeah, I'm sure you are...



Tiger, Tiger, Tiger - baby - you can't have it all...

Life, family & bull-crap - goes hand'n'hand!

Misery does love some company...

Yes, life, family and bull-$h*£ truly does go hand in hand. I say this because I have always been a lover of family. Yet, in loving family, trying to cope with all the things that take place in family, you still some how end up with crap on you. I hate that, that is one fact to be true. My gaols in life are basically simple - they revolve around doing my thing, and leaving others be to do their own thing.

Now, in the process of doing my thing, just like everyone else, there is that deep seeded need to touch base with family every now and then, to check on; to share with; to hear about; to contribute to; to support; encourage and cheer for - that's basically what it's all about. Yet - there are ingredients, or - members - chosen or not - who are determined to be a complete and utter pain in the rump for no other reason than they are unhappy with their own lives and cannot see why you shouldn't be unhappy as well. Since misery is the company they keep, surely you are missing this good thing with misery and thus, I shall share my misery with YOU!

And me, well in truth, I don't want it! Keep your misery, your unhappiness, your nasty envies, your covetous fantasies, your resentments against this one, because of whatever is, or, is not true - and thus YOU must be in on it too, just because you're in this family and close to the source!

NO! - NO! - A thousand times no, I ain't in on crap!

Why can't people be peacable of mind and body? Positive of self and thus give and share the positives? Project that forward instead of all the bitter venom? Positive energy is a whole lot better energy in which one can thrive on, grow on, climb on, and succeed on - it makes you feel all gooshy good inside, really it does. Question? How do you convince those of misery that - you know, those that haven't a clue about anything else but spreading crap! Raining on other peoples parade! Bolstering themselves by putting you down, instead of standing on their own laid ground. I don't know - I question myself.

As years have gone past and I've gotten to know myself, I realize that I am guilty of being a runner. As soon as I'm free to take off - I'm gone - leaving family behind, simply because of too much BS, really. Everyone has a reason to be angry, resentful, hurt, mean, jealous, spiteful and thus use those energies to back stab, plot and destroy. My answer - RUN - get the hell out! Fast as you can - leave it all behind. And then what did I go and do? Get on Facebook and let family know where I could be found.

DAMN! Damn, damn, damn, damn! Thanks to the Internet - with all it's positives and negatives - which I must say, that I always felt was more positive than not - and so, was oh so happy to find certain family members - but you know what? You cannot find some - without finding the rest - they - the rest, the nasties, can smell - joy - laughter - good times - happiness and togetherness a mile away!

Because the minute they do, it's... "Oh no no no, I ain't having this! Gone put a stop to this right now, hell if ya'll gone be happy when I hate myself the way I do, no no no no!" Yep, in there come, and sure enough, the parties over! How far exactly does one have to go to get away from the bs? Who knows, the Internet is everywhere, but I can tell you this - I do understand now, why people become hermits, close themselves away and remain quiet - if they're lucky - they'll never be discovered in this - ridiculous game of - Hide and go Seek! I'll be back with something more positive to say, because I need my ride to remain positive - but every now and then, some nasty slips in on you, and this is the best way to bring it to a head and pop that nasty! Quick, duck - don't let it get on you, it's hell to get it out!