May 2nd - LoveBabz - No, LOVE Babz!

There is nowhere to hide. The time is growing short. May 2nd will be here before you can blink an eye. I don't know why I was hiding in the first place. Okay, that's not exactly true. I had been formulating in my head what the heck I was going to write in honor of Lovebabz's birthday. Writing on demand has eluded me for years now - probably the main reason why I did not pursue writing as a career. Perhaps I got myself into a tizzy unnecessarily.
In short, no poetry for you.

No, I think my poetry is sappy and Babz is anything but sappy. Is it possible to admire someone you've only read on the Net? Rhetorical question - because I know that the answer is yes. As I read Babz's blog each day, I learn more and more about the amazing human being she is. I found Babz on Blogher.com and to be truthful, she's the only one I found that I stuck with. Her story, her life, her thoughts give me just a little more appreciation each day.

We all have our stories; we have our tears, our triumphs and our tribulations. What makes a person especially special is when they rise above and manage to communicate that otherworldly sense of acceptance -- zen to others. Babz does this -- she reminds me that each day is a gift and that love, yes love is our highest goal. We can forgive. We can rise above. We can see the lesson in the bad. Babz reminds me each and every day to think of my son, my family, my world; to take a deep breath and face life with a smile. How ironic that each day she gives me a gift. Our hearts only mean something when given to others.

Bless this day of your birth Babz. And bless you.


Let's End the Bitterness

Okay, this is ridiculous -- Senators Clinton & McCain are drumming up a whole lotta nothing about Obama's remarks about people in the rust belt being bitter and turning to religion or guns or whatever, because they no longer believe that the government serves their interest. Truth to power? Yes.

He further clarifies his comments today:

We, as a people must take back our government. Let's start by electing a once in lifetime politician, Barack Hussein Obama.

Sign the Another Bitter Hoper for Obama petition right now!



Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places

Anyone watching this cycle of The Bachelor? I tuned in because the bachelor this year is Matt from London. And do I have tell you how much I love accents? And London? And dreamy men?

Didn't think so.

Ain't he a cutie?

I've watched the series off and on but stopped about three years ago because the cast of characters never seemed to change. I started watching in the first place to cheer on the BW (if there was one) of the group. And don't think it's escaped me that there has only been one Latina (who won the guy, I might remind you) and no - yes no Asian past the first round. Now I know there have got to be a lot more of our yellow sistahs that want to get in on the white boy action. Usually, the black sistah is gone by round three at the latest, but this cycle has the token still around. Now, don't get your hopes up -- apparently she has a big blow out with the other gals (gawd, could they cast more typical white chicks puhleese!) next week. I expect her to be gone baby gone.

As Cam would say, "no rose for you!"

Now, you know where I'm going with this.... Why are the BW on "typical" reality TV generally portrayed as angry, attitude filled shrews? I won't even go into the Flava of Love and I Love New York shows... Oh. My. God. Could producers please get out of their little minds and find some women of color that are diverse? I'm probably asking too much, considering the WW they pick for these things are pretty standardized (rather than "standard"). I know that the aim of these shows is ratings and advertising revenue, but did it occur to them that actually picking a cross section of eligible ladies with different personalities and cultural backgrounds with looks might actually appeal more to the viewing audience?

I have a radical suggestion - why not a Bachelor cycle with a guy who likes women who don't look like Barbie dolls?

I have not lost my mind.

Although you and I both know that no network would touch it, except maybe Fox, but they'd do it as a joke reality show along the lines of that stinker from a few years ago, "My Obnoxious Fiancee" or some such other nonsense. No, I propose that the guy be in the veins of the other bachelors - relatively good looking, successful, funny with a bit of personality - the proverbial good catch. And the bachelorettes - skinny, curvy, chubby and plus size. Is it possible that weightism really is the last acceptable prejudice in our society? I imagine they (the producers) would say something like, "no one wants to see fat girls looking for love" or "what will we do about the hot tub scenes?" (hint, just start shooting after everybody's in). But if they bothered to take into account the expanding waist lines of most women in the US, they'd find out that it's 14 and not 6. And they would maybe see the logic of having real women looking for love. I'd certainly be more apt to loyally tune in if there were a better cross section of women vying for the bachelor's love. Someone like me.

It's probably just a pipe dream - but right now, dreams are all I have. That and a vibrator.


Hairy Scary

Today, Sistah-Gurlfriend Angelista breaks it down on BW hair. To cut or not? To perm or not? To extension or not? To wig or not? Take your pic DR. Being a BW is hard, expensive and painful work. Beauty is pain, right?

Angelista asks should I cut my hair? Well, I did it ten years ago and have never looked back (except in the occasional dream where my hair grows luxuriously long over night). I save so much money and time (SuperCuts & Fantastic Sam's are a short haired girl's best friend!). And, big plus here, I don't care if it's raining or foggy outside. I simply walk right into. As a matter of fact, sometimes I purposely go without a hat, just so I can have the rain and wind in my face -- and without a care in the world, except maybe catching a cold.
However, I will admit that many men have a difficult time accepting short haired ladies. Whatever... Can stop to wait for those babies to grow up, now can we?

After about three years of hair liberation, I discovered wigs. Yes, WIGS. BW and WW wore them all in the time in the 60s & early 70s. I have blond ones, brown ones, black ones, long ones, short ones and medium ones. I adore it. I can change my look at the drop of a hat.... literally. I actually can grow a mane of whatever color hair I wish in the span of 30 seconds. And the best part? The cost! The new synthetic wigs run anywhere from $30-$65 and with care, can last about a year or so. I call that recession-proof thinking; when you don't have money for the beauty parlor, just reach on that closet and whip out, voila, a stunning look for whatever challenge the day holds.

So, I say ladies, free yourself from the tyranny of the hair care industry. Cut it off and give yourself choices!

Here I am today - sporting one of my newest acquisitions - one that even MC commented on. Whaddya think?