To Be Blonde Badass and Black

 Today I am still celebrating my butt off. Went to my sons' for Thanksgiving and they rolled out the red carpet for me for a change! I am so proud of them! After all of the crazy transitions we as a family had few. Although my oldest got engaged, got a promotion at his job my youngest struggled through the year with his job. He was a little stagnant to my oldest son's angst since they share an apartment together. But there have no backward movements fortunately. I also reminded my oldest that he was pretty stubborn and just as afraid to jump As he is being right now and that "this too shall pass."  As for myself as long as I have art projects and areas of opportunity that earn me a dollar or two more I stay busy. Where I am in life I practically have to hustle for a beverage or workspace so I can make a few pieces of jewelry. It was okay until it wasn't. Because two dilemmas came up that totally made reflect on the real and some bullshit I had to face and purge to...

 I had an awkward somewhat unsettling situation that began building a few weeks ago with a person with whom I am trying very hard to be friends. We just met a couple of months ago when she moved in next door so she is my neighbor. Sometimes I can't even stand hearing her voice. I know she has a condition that messes with her brain and she cannot help herself. But she's a damned pain in the ass! I avoid her as often as I can because her social and emotional development remind me of young adults who never grow up beyond the age of teenagers. As a preference I don't fuck with kids that age or younger like I used to. That includes these badassed babies who like showing their asses until they get around white folks. I have little tolerance for them but that doesn't mean I don't have love and compassion for them. However, my favorite age groups  were always those between 8 and 12 though. I tutored these kids the most besides college students and adult learners. The reason...