2016 has been a downright year of craziness. I lost my uncle, close family friend, grandmother, another close family friend, ANOTHER close family friend, one of my reader’s son/Ulcerative Colitis patient and then my childhood best friend lost her grandmother. These were all people who have known since before I…
Tag: African-American
Sometimes Organic, DIY in my head
I love organic food, fabrics and products. I believe that being as natural as possible is needed. But at the end of the day, sometimes I like an In and Out burger. In and Out Burger is NOT organic. I love Etsy. Every year when Jaxon’s birthday rolls around, I…
The Sleepy Coach
It’s been a while since I’ve made a journal entry. Well, I haven’t been feeling well. By not feeling well I mean, I started a new medication and it’s kicked me in the butt. Some people aren’t aware of this, but cancer patients aren’t the only patients taking forms of…
Arthritis vs. Disneyland
This past weekend, Hippo was off for 4 days. If your child is a LAUSD student, then you understand my pain. LOL! What can you do on a Friday with a high energy five year old where you can both have fun? You go to Disneyland! YUP! We sure did!…
Hi, Coach!
Coach. That is my new name. Coach. Can you believe it? The girl who only got to pick up a ball when her older brothers let her play, now goes by the name, Coach. The only NFL I’ve ever been apart of is the, National Forensics League! Don’t laugh, I…
Special Needs Family
I have a love/hate relationship with labels. Like, labels/names you place on people or situations, lifestyles, etc. Labels. Sometimes I love them because they bring awareness, they get people talking and asking questions. But sometimes they are used incorrectly, or lead to embarrassment and shame. Sometimes labels carry a stigma…
