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THIS is The Joy for Me. I LOVE BREAD.


I hate laundry. A few weeks ago, I was sitting in the middle of the floor folding the never ending stream of wrinkled ass laundry that should have been folded and put away hours  Days WEEKS …  Fine MONTHS ago. I hating doing laundry. I hate folding laundry. I hate that dumb ugly ass bear that

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Goals.


Everybody says that all the time now. #Goals. #Goals. #Goals. I know we all kind of say it very tongue in cheek most times but lately I’ve been thinking about them very seriously. I like goals… Scratch that… I love smashing goals… The sense of accomplishment I get from a met goal is remarkable and so

SistaTV Daily Podcast #14. Everything is exactly as it should be…


Today As I recorded the podcast I said something I didn’t know to be true about the way I’d been living until it was out of my mouth and in to the world. “I was living for tommorw. For some other day soon Cause I though that was the day that mattered…” Today is the

SistaTV Daily Podcast 11 – SistaTV, A Fresh Prince, and a wall


This morning I woke up with a pounding headache, stomach cramps, and a bad attitude. Why? Because I was up thinking about all the stuff I have to do. I have precisely 789,880,321,424,232.5 Loads of laundry to do. I have twice as many dishes waiting on me. I have 17 emails, 12 phone calls, and

SistaTV Daily #10 – Unable to Elsa


I volunteer as a tribute… Well, No… Actually,  I volunteer YOU as a tribute. For what? Well, I’m volunteering you to take over all my problems. Why.. Well, obviously, you like problems. I know you are sitting there vigorously shaking your head like, “Nu UH, SistaTV, I’m over here trying to live my best, most

12,933 days of Eunice…


The “urban legend” that my family tells about the day of my birth is that, After my arrival, my dad ran from the labor and delivery room, to tell my brothers that he and my mother had finally gotten them a sister. A baby girl who was to be named… Eunice. Mercifully, my older brothers

Dear 4:33, An open letter to my insomnia or How I made peace with no sleep.


Apparently, me and four o’clock in the morning, go together like peas and carrots. I keep trying to break up with him but his ass is steadily calling me, jocking me, poking me awake at 4:33 every single morning. It doesn’t matter what time I go to sleep or plan to wake up. Without a

SistaTV and the Class Field Trip… Jesus be a Xanax…


A few weeks ago, LilDivaTV came home furiously waving a field trip form in my face. “Mommy, Mommy, can you come with us? Can you be the Class Field Trip Mom?” I was already to say, “HAYLE NAW!” But then I knew she would give me this face and… But what am I? A monster?

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