tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86883908751807424162024-03-05T13:36:22.667-05:00Jewelry RockStarJewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.comBlogger165125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-16126251811567577072011-03-24T10:21:00.009-04:002011-03-25T08:16:51.218-04:00Lauryn Hill Concert Part Deux<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyLqqXNmq-webGY2a0hDgxkvhg2xw5nOQ-A2u8M8HEjitAuRYwUSZdutxBQaDEqTv6Ji6f1Z3Jbt2wk6CEovcBcOd4rkIuNRCkDIAPe3_-_BNs51cyTv60imjU_pNOIlvuVcNcKXJPDEk/s1600/IMG_0662.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyLqqXNmq-webGY2a0hDgxkvhg2xw5nOQ-A2u8M8HEjitAuRYwUSZdutxBQaDEqTv6Ji6f1Z3Jbt2wk6CEovcBcOd4rkIuNRCkDIAPe3_-_BNs51cyTv60imjU_pNOIlvuVcNcKXJPDEk/s320/IMG_0662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587670632663653586" /></a><br /><br />I enjoyed the show in Miami so much that I decided to blow the whole concert budget on Lauryn Hill. My husband and I went to see her again on Wednesday, although we had just been on Saturday. Let me just say that was a great decision. However, my feet might disagree. Here's the skinny:<br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><ul><li>We arrived at 9pm, but there were some early hardcore fans already piled in a room to get early general admission entry. They rushed to the front of the stage, and we filed into the room. We were only about 5 rows deep. Pretty great I would say. At the Miami show it was all jumbo tron viewing. This show was up close and personal.</li><li>We stood around getting drinks and what have you until 10pm. Her DJ comes out and pumps up the crowd with Reggae (of which I am not a big fan), old school hip-hop, and some new stuff (not a fan of that either). The crowd was hyped for about an hour, and then all of the sudden we realized that she still hadn't shown up. The DJ was still spinning hits, but nobody really moved after 11:00pm. We all just waited with upside smiles and scrunched up brows. One lady who had heard me say I saw her in Miami a few days prior accosted me about the late arrival as though I was part of her crew. I didn't know what to say, but "we only waited about an extra 30 mins in Miami. My husband still maintains that is was an hour and a half in Miami, but that's just not how I remember it. I facebooked when she came out at both shows, so let the record show, blah, blah, blah.</li><li>Around 11:30 she came out smiling, happy, fashion-enviable (yes, her outfit was right this time), and acting as though she had no idea that I had just stood on 6 inch heels for 2.5 hours waiting on her. I was a little grumpy (but it wasn't all Lauryn's fault). The woman next to me was super-grumpy.</li><li><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLCjB0sPBC2I_7-Rrvychmy5iN39uB7ELzgRuG2n_Ah_tFmrJFBTtPDgb8MLzxdQgmcZIqt4beA_D-rLryHus9up18BBSJ5a6Hrdsb4SgxC8sxRbqshetiRTkkNVKc88MK9U5QYQ3w_Y4/s1600/IMG_0669.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLCjB0sPBC2I_7-Rrvychmy5iN39uB7ELzgRuG2n_Ah_tFmrJFBTtPDgb8MLzxdQgmcZIqt4beA_D-rLryHus9up18BBSJ5a6Hrdsb4SgxC8sxRbqshetiRTkkNVKc88MK9U5QYQ3w_Y4/s320/IMG_0669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587670068718532482" /></a></li><li>I'm going off-road a little here, but I must explain why I was grumpy. I mentioned the standing in 6 inch heels for 2.5 hours part, but the physical pain associated with standing in my new Jessica Simpson 6 inch heels goes beyond explanation. I looked cute, but it was not cute at all. Plus, there was this annoying couple in front of me for like a two hours dancing. One of them kept backing up her squishy body against me and I was pissed and grossed out. I <strike> wanted to swing on these inconsiderate jerks </strike> explained that she was violating my personal space several times and finally in the middle of the show, they just pushed forward and got out of my way. I literally shouted "hallelujah." So with my hurting feet, and the squishy body and cig and weed smoke these two brought with them, I was a little <strike> pissy</strike> perturbed.</li><li>Lauryn was happy and electric. She looked out in the crowd and I could see that she noticed me and Ms. Super grumpy that was next to me, so I was little embarrassed to look like a stick in the mud. I quickly got in the spirit of things. Ms. Super Grumpy next to me left. I wasn't going anywhere because I knew what was in store for me, a great show.</li><li>This Tampa crowd was way different than the Miami crowd. They paid about the same ticket price to see Lauryn all by herself, as the other crew paid for a huge line up. They quickly forgave the lateness and partied all night long.</li><li>The show itself was exactly the same, so I take that back about a formula for her show and a stage manager needing to step in. She has a formula, she has just chosen to push people to the point of total piss-offivity (by being late) and then start off with a song no one knows. I think that is counter-intuitive, but hey that's just me.</li><li>The show was even more awesome and she was very engaged with the audience. She showed no fear only the desire to rock the mic. She did it over and over again! Perfect pitch, new notes, new rhymes, new arrangements. She was giving it all to us.</li><li>She did some of the band reprimanding antics, but not too much. I also noticed, I guess because I was closer, that the band seems to get pumped by her directives. They actually looked excited and they played better, but they were already incredible. It appeared that she has all the music and vocals planned out in her head, and she really encourages her band to play it out the exact way she sees it.</li><li>Anyway, we all loved the show and many many people were hobbling out of there smiling from ear-to-ear. Men and women, were complaining about their feet. All told we stood about 4 hours. Get your ticket if she comes to your town. You won't regret it!</li></ul></div>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-29041995493416969202011-03-20T10:04:00.009-04:002011-03-21T07:02:31.032-04:00Jazz in The Gardens - Lauryn Hill<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Aoulj_Bg4FTMJpKYRamlBBQalyweHHy_hPBanWGrG6CvwmLmMR6qXJ947ORvP-dhtDOqdaPbSmb51nsu1-NtZJx28RnnPgGiNxl6sG0f7sQ6lVHKSj2S-kB4rNReG-81Lgy7gSDrEYw/s1600/LaurynHillGrandCentralMiamiMarch20.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Aoulj_Bg4FTMJpKYRamlBBQalyweHHy_hPBanWGrG6CvwmLmMR6qXJ947ORvP-dhtDOqdaPbSmb51nsu1-NtZJx28RnnPgGiNxl6sG0f7sQ6lVHKSj2S-kB4rNReG-81Lgy7gSDrEYw/s320/LaurynHillGrandCentralMiamiMarch20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586357970412049106"></a><br /><br /><br />I know I said I wouldn't be posting here anymore, but I had to get this out. My Jewelryrockstar.com site is under construction, so I am using this one. I'll post it there once I do the big reveal. <br /><br />Last night I saw Lauryn Hill. Not on the internet, not on the television, but in real life. I've been wanting to see her for so long, and I finally got the chance. I went with the full expectation that she was going to be spectacular and she truly was. However, many in the crowd in Miami Gardens, FL probably wouldn't agree. Let me break it down for you. <br /><br />1) Lauryn Hill was the headliner or the last act after a long line up. There was Al Jarreau & Lalah Hathaway, both of whom I missed because I was late. The crowd claimed that Al Jarreau was drunk and that he wasn't any good. I don't believe it because this particular crowd didn't seem to have discriminating taste when it came to music. Bobby Brown, Ralph & Johnny were there too. They were the epitome of a washed up group, but the crowd loved them. Their voices were beat down, and they were boring. I felt like something was wrong with me because these people were going nuts for this crap. It was like the way people run to buy Sunny D instead of real orange juice. Next came Charlie Wilson. Charlie Wilson is about 58 years old and he is the consummate professional. Great voice, engaged the crowd, danced and was sticking the moves, he was great. I've seen him before with the Gap band, so I expected no less than what I got. <br /><br />2) Charlie went off at 10:45pm with his hit "There Goes My Baby." He was scheduled to go off at around 10:00, but he has a bunch of music, plus he played new music too. Lauryn was scheduled to go on at 10:30pm, somehow some the crowd began to get negative about Lauryn while Charlie was still on. They blamed her for him going over. They said she was the reason. I didn't get it. They got more show, but started complaining immediately.<br /><br />3) Around 11:45 Lauryn Hill hits the stage, so technically she was only about 30 mins late because there is usually about a 30 min lull between sets. Let me just say the liquor shut down at 10:30, so you know...happy drunks were getting sober and turning into cranky people looking for another drink.<br /><br />4) She came out to a crowd that was about 80% full because 20% left before she came on. I wasn't prepared to wait 2 hours, but 30 mins didn't seem unreasonable. The crowd seemed to be caught up in the "we're mad at Lauryn" wave that's been going around the internet. It's probably big in Miami too because Wyclef and Pras have done a great job trashing her when she wanted to be producer on a new album they were working on. Miami is full of first, second, and third generation West Indians, so they might choose Wyclef over Lauryn, but I'm just guessing. Although, I thought the whole beef between them seemed like a sexist move on the parts of Clef, Pras & Jerry Wonder, who thought they should be the only ones to produce despite the fact that Lauryn has produced artists like Aretha & Mary J. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Zy0AepRcHQj9VhZobAE4ds3ofTEuZHMZ3dEuL8MST-fXRUH4TCzEOArQmtxvEdpwLs02J6HZJAdHz1s2u05FabWuY3zR3eHDDHEpa-tSWGlX9b7Z1OhKyCFOJ5X-_uWrkiafWgQQ57k/s1600/CIRCLE-OF-ONE-JAZZ-LOGO.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Zy0AepRcHQj9VhZobAE4ds3ofTEuZHMZ3dEuL8MST-fXRUH4TCzEOArQmtxvEdpwLs02J6HZJAdHz1s2u05FabWuY3zR3eHDDHEpa-tSWGlX9b7Z1OhKyCFOJ5X-_uWrkiafWgQQ57k/s320/CIRCLE-OF-ONE-JAZZ-LOGO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586188790690818418"></a><br /><br />5) She came out with a fly jacket on, a dope skirt on, a sick pair of earrings, a cool hat, a nice tee-shirt and a stylish scarf. They all worked on their own, but not together. When dressing you must decide whether you will be fly, dope, cool, sick, stylish or nice-looking, but they shouldn't all be done together. Tameka Raymond used to dress Lauryn, and I think she should go back to relying on a stylist. <br /><br />6) Next she stated that she would do old songs and tracks, and immediately went into something none of us had heard before. Another 10% of the crowd bolted toward the exits, which was great for me because I moved up closer.<br /><br />7) Then came all the hits and the artistry. However, they came to us in new arrangements. They didn't sound like the radio versions, which I thought was AWESOME!!!! She gave us some ridiculous music. The new arrangements were sick. She lost another 20% of the crowd by presenting herself as the artist that she is now, and not the one she was back in 1998. As an artist I totally understood the evolution, and the need not to repeat the same things over and over. It's not expression if you just do it and do it again the same way. It's more like production and being a technician. <br /><br />8) My husband said that she asked them not to leave, I didn't hear that. I just know that she was presenting her new masterpieces, and that she is definitely ready to give us new music. <br /><br />9) Internet reports always talk about how she verbally berates or at best over-instructs her band. She did that last night a lot. It felt like she was a bit obsessive or insecure. The best artists are that way. The key is to hide the behind the scenes perfectionist that creates the work, so that you don't alarm your audience or come off as a rigid tyrant. We got a little rigid tyrant vibe from her. Plus, she didn't do the "this is my band, aren't they wonderful" piece that we usually see from vocalists.<br /><br />10) Overall, I got the sense that Lauryn is afraid of us. She seemed afraid to truly connect with the audience. She tried a bit at the end, but not really. She might be out of practice with performing live, but it seemed like fear to me. It seemed like she was afraid we wouldn't appreciate her, and many in the crowd didn't. It's funny how our energy creates situations we claim we don't want. Concerning the show itself, she could also benefit from a professional stage manager who will make her adhere to a formula that works for the everyday audience. We love her and she will continue to draw crowds even if they just want to say "yes, I saw her and she wasn't all that" like many from the crowd last night. <br /><br />She's actually in Miami tonight at Grand Central. I really would love to go see her again, but I need to get back home. I still might throw caution to the wind and go. That's how refreshing it was to see a real artist do her thing. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Update: Just found out that Lauryn will be in the Tampa Bay area in just three short days, and I will be there again!!! Yippee!</span>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-15983026144302390972009-10-17T08:43:00.005-04:002009-10-17T11:10:34.912-04:00My New Baby is Here!!!!Well, not my human baby. He's still in the womb. He's scheduled to come out Thursday. Of course, I'll keep you posted on that. I'll even be blogging all about him on someone else's blog. More to come later. <br /><br />My new baby is my new <a href="http://jewelryrockstar.com">Jewelry Rockstar Website</a>. I have integrated my shop and my blog together, and I want you to visit me over there. I am sure you might have noticed that My jewelry is not on my etsy page anymore over there=>>>>>>>>>>>>> There are posters there now. I gave the <a href="http://urbanbazaar.etsy.com">etsy shop</a> to that poster designer, and he's made more sales than me so far.<br /><br /> Remember I told you I had two surprises. One was <a href="http://lovesgumbo.com">Loves Gumbo</a>, and this is the other <a href="http://jewelryrockstar.com">one</a>. <br /><br />Guess what? You're over there too. I mean if you've commented over here or if I've made you one of my fav links here you are over there too. I exported all my posts with comments over to the new site. This one may get deleted in a few months because I don't need it anymore. It's over on my new site. <br /><br />Anyway, I can't tell you it was easy. I've been working on it since July. I've had to learn wordpress, plus the new template. Luckily I had a <a href="http://www.sarah-neuber.de/">great template designer</a> who gave me lots of technical support via email and skpe. <br /><br />Anyway, check me out at JEWELRYROCKSTAR.COM. I'll be over there from now on. I've changed the address on the button, so if you used it get a new one. <br /><br /><a href="http://jewelryrockstar.com/"><img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k98/brookebrimm/jewelryrockstarbanner3.jpg"/></a><br/><br/><br /><br />No offense to Blogger or Etsy, they worked fine when they did. Here's a goodbye song<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2v5jl7N0jAg&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2v5jl7N0jAg&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-58639242000286685162009-10-09T13:02:00.002-04:002009-10-09T13:13:27.447-04:00Imagine!Today is John Lennon's Birtday! He imagined a world of love and peace. We are still walking towards it, and I don't know how far we have to go until we reach our destination. I do know that the longer we walk more and more people join the path. Hopefully the path to peace will be crowded with those rushing to that end.<br /><br />One person leading that march is President Barack Obama! He has spent many years promoting a peaceful mindset, and as President he has not changed. Politics and criticism have not deterred him from promoting peace in the world. Today he won a Nobel Peace Prize for his efforts to change how America thinks about the world and how the world thinks about America.<br /><br />Thanks to John Lennon for a beautiful song that keeps up imagining a peaceful environment, and thanks to President Obama for working tirelessly to bring peace to our world.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Q0Eyw3l3XM&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Q0Eyw3l3XM&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-56489771515708905952009-09-28T08:39:00.006-04:002009-09-28T12:30:47.531-04:00Naomi Sims Paved the Way for Me<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPjHNxzB_Xt7mSd2ORwqfg2-c6hC9TYcJmHVJLLec2_lrGTJPJMp8qyNSa8ODD1CMQBgHExv4j92nUgfWwKG9pbwV5y8cgdsx-itqzULWBpSu49CQf8fh2rq04nHChu-TP5ICcpsljoRM/s1600-h/naomi+sims+black+and+white+pic.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPjHNxzB_Xt7mSd2ORwqfg2-c6hC9TYcJmHVJLLec2_lrGTJPJMp8qyNSa8ODD1CMQBgHExv4j92nUgfWwKG9pbwV5y8cgdsx-itqzULWBpSu49CQf8fh2rq04nHChu-TP5ICcpsljoRM/s320/naomi+sims+black+and+white+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386513212918493570" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimCkoz4vkT6W21vIN7RzUyVqIJ6F2fHf_sW0sDquHwG-UXxJytsmwbhNxet1Y8-wwtyX3ismnO5KrpxvZbLFyFE_TSFC2jrz4yp4XlNlNswEQZvwHImTnunc4GjImvRopaR6Cs5QOpEw4/s1600-h/naomi+sims.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimCkoz4vkT6W21vIN7RzUyVqIJ6F2fHf_sW0sDquHwG-UXxJytsmwbhNxet1Y8-wwtyX3ismnO5KrpxvZbLFyFE_TSFC2jrz4yp4XlNlNswEQZvwHImTnunc4GjImvRopaR6Cs5QOpEw4/s320/naomi+sims.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386513201142976050" /></a><br />About a year before I was born Naomi Sims appeared on the cover of <span style="font-style:italic;">Ladies Home Journal</span>, and then two months after I was born she appeared on the cover of <span style="font-style:italic;">Life</span> Magazine. Those two magazines were not high fashion magazines like <a href="http://www.geoclan.com/style/articles/05/images/VoguecoverLunaMar166.jpg">British Vogue</a> or Harper's Bazaar , which allowed black model<a href="http://www.banquetevent.com/wedding/misc/bande/uploaded_images/Donyale-Luna-721122.jpg"> Donyale Luna</a> to grace its pages for the sake of being chic. <br /><br />These magazines were the kind that were weaved into the fabric of America. They were found often in everyday homes on everyday coffee tables. Her being on the cover of both of these magazines enabled me to be considered a lady. Not a black woman or black female, but a lady. That's not a title that black women enjoyed in America before women like Naomi Sims paved the way for us. I am sure black babies, black ministers, black fathers, and black brothers considered us ladies, but to mainstream America we were black women not ladies. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4TrTKMJmCA3bkUb0ELzJ3O8RiHqJkl4QOKeixbNOWPIxFXB71fscaYYWuLIWFTxorvmH1lxlDJsNtAECVucPBVK5ZqdU-FbLPKNNNE7dIoExAmGhNqRDPviUbEPmcrxLKX_l9a8y084E/s1600-h/naomi+cosmopolitan.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4TrTKMJmCA3bkUb0ELzJ3O8RiHqJkl4QOKeixbNOWPIxFXB71fscaYYWuLIWFTxorvmH1lxlDJsNtAECVucPBVK5ZqdU-FbLPKNNNE7dIoExAmGhNqRDPviUbEPmcrxLKX_l9a8y084E/s320/naomi+cosmopolitan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386513222476622338" /></a><br /><br />Naomi Sims worked extremely hard to become a model. When agencies wouldn't sign her, she went to Photographers. One of them photographed her in the New York Times Fashion Insert, and she used that shoot to parlay her career into much bigger gigs. She helped to make the Wilhelmina Agency a success by acting as her own agent and sending Wilhelmina Cooper the commission. She sent around her photo to Advertising Agencies herself, so that the Wilhelmina Agency didn't have to shoulder any expenses or any work for its commission. <br /><br />She worked very hard after her modeling career as an author and business woman. You probably have all heard of her <a href="http://www.notjustwigs.com/colorchart2.cfm?theid=12">wig line</a>. Although I hadn't really stopped to think about it, I now realize that Naomi Sims has been a role model since before I was born. I am thankful to her for that. I wish I had written this tribute before she left us, in hopes that she might have seen it. However, I am a little late she transitioned on August 3rd of this year. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJA-Mbiq_TCqBNluHMWzNNeXzOa3KSqK-pkA61Qztk3AxTcJ4gOS7b5mJatMlN5fpzULTBHW6KE-YSbrHZTJs_9PQSK1hJ-dK_ssp2A2fo8a0Z8kE88HkcoelSm0i1THjxKmUIf7h5Ow/s1600-h/Naomi-Sims-60s.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJA-Mbiq_TCqBNluHMWzNNeXzOa3KSqK-pkA61Qztk3AxTcJ4gOS7b5mJatMlN5fpzULTBHW6KE-YSbrHZTJs_9PQSK1hJ-dK_ssp2A2fo8a0Z8kE88HkcoelSm0i1THjxKmUIf7h5Ow/s320/Naomi-Sims-60s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386513224192245938" /></a><br /><br />It's not too late however, for me to think of her and the work she has left behind while I am doing my own work. Thank you Naomi Sims.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwhg9c8qNBoaFHrQpMiBB_Z6X0mQu0ppPEZHlxutw1uYgY6JL0nzCDmtTklVTW1cy41A5wzTG-GM2tQZ3zsSWk-196TOr0DjmSlgXtOh2xEK7LSHHBGU6aq_mPDN8gpZp3qVXhQjxErMs/s1600-h/naomi+sims+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwhg9c8qNBoaFHrQpMiBB_Z6X0mQu0ppPEZHlxutw1uYgY6JL0nzCDmtTklVTW1cy41A5wzTG-GM2tQZ3zsSWk-196TOr0DjmSlgXtOh2xEK7LSHHBGU6aq_mPDN8gpZp3qVXhQjxErMs/s320/naomi+sims+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386513208125905074" /></a>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-40078515426781745112009-09-17T16:51:00.003-04:002009-09-17T17:16:56.639-04:00What Would a Virgo Say?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioA0Te1VKK5am_yy_Z5JdNUQShWz4ah-h4rQQl6BQpsQgn-gPA6WMf13cRJepkNo0PQgpVfdfFHKVfY-YXuMBLjeK8pkyoOhafZYjFXkn_SFNZqSaiN9N6DUtVBiGqL3oeCbYE_g76a2I/s1600-h/VirgoZodiacSign.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioA0Te1VKK5am_yy_Z5JdNUQShWz4ah-h4rQQl6BQpsQgn-gPA6WMf13cRJepkNo0PQgpVfdfFHKVfY-YXuMBLjeK8pkyoOhafZYjFXkn_SFNZqSaiN9N6DUtVBiGqL3oeCbYE_g76a2I/s320/VirgoZodiacSign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382547666559036242" /></a><br />Okay Virgos It's your time! Let's play the Game, What would a Virgo Say? If you don't remember how the game works. I use the same questions every month for each astrological sign. The answers are what I think that Sun sign would say based on who I think they are. I'm pretty good at this, but feel free to dispute or agree at will.<br /><br />Here we go:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">What would a Virgo say...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">1) What Should I wear?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> I don't know yet, but I am sure it must be neat, clean, the right length, the right size, the right color, and it must send the message that I've got myself together.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">2) How much will I get paid?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> I figure if I am working very hard I'll get paid for it. The focus has to be on getting the work done, right!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">3) What did she mean by that?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> Oh my! She must know about my imperfections. That is the only reason she would say something like that. She knows I am not quite right. But hey, she's not right either. Look at how messy she is, her shoes are all wrong, that man of her's needs a shave. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">4) Is he looking at me?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> I wonder how I look? Is my hair in place? Are these pants too short? He might want to rethink looking at me, does he think he measures up? Hmph! His pants are too short.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">5) How will it get done?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">I must think it through first. That's the most important thing. Have a plan. Yes, I shouldn't even do it without a good plan. Then it will be just right.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Do they need me?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">They might need me, but I am not ready to do what needs to be done. I need to have a plan. Maybe I might be busy that day. I might need to do something for me that day. I can't promise things without making sure I'm okay first. If I find that I'm okay, and if I find that I feel like it, and if I have a great plan for helping them, then I can do it. Then it will be just right and then I'll work very very hard at helping them.</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.jdoqocy.com/click-3587730-10382738" target="_top"><br /><img border="0" width="125" alt="Free Sample Personal Astrology Profile!" src="http://www.ftjcfx.com/image-3587730-10382738" height="125"/></a>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-63291858450631187632009-09-14T06:53:00.008-04:002009-09-15T16:54:37.045-04:00Beyonce is A Class Act!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4SYPFaMbHDwNPBO5zGZMbt1r5sYvxJ61P3fHOhicHkGgtKQqyGteLWBMQye5Vyn4gq1nDW9nubYOnXov8WCrjj1dJkCNIDAqdY4HfRtbckuSUfIvZsqiyI162Sx-1Yn-GtmloxSIZVrQ/s1600-h/400_beyonce_090913.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4SYPFaMbHDwNPBO5zGZMbt1r5sYvxJ61P3fHOhicHkGgtKQqyGteLWBMQye5Vyn4gq1nDW9nubYOnXov8WCrjj1dJkCNIDAqdY4HfRtbckuSUfIvZsqiyI162Sx-1Yn-GtmloxSIZVrQ/s320/400_beyonce_090913.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381286414286948850" /></a><br /><br /><br />I haven't gone on and on about Beyonce on this blog lately, but she earned it last night. First, she was nominated for about 9 (I think) Video Music Awards (VMAs) last night. She won about 3 (I think). One of the awards she was nominated for was Best Female Performer. She didn't win it, Taylor Swift won. Now, personally I think Beyonce should have won because she's such a professional that I think she should be rewarded for walking. However, Taylor Swift won. Taylor Swift is a little talentless, and she will probably be a flash in the pan in the entertainment industry, but last night was her moment in the sun. It was her time to shine! She won an VMA, and she is mostly a Country singer. It was a big deal to her and her fans I am sure. <br /><br />Well, Mr. Asshole, Kanye West decides to pull another one of his baby capers in the name of defending Beyonce's entitlement to the award. He comes out of nowhere, grabs the mic from the teenage girl (yes Taylor Swift is a teen) and tells her that Beyonce made the best video ever. <span style="font-style:italic;">...so sick of his baby-ass, whiny-ass, mentally-unstable ass, egotistical-ass antics!</span>. It was just disgusting! Really, I haven't covered how bad it was because there are just no words for such assholism.<br /><br /><embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:435995" width="512" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashVars="configParams=vid%3D435995%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A435995%26startUri={startUri}" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" base="."></embed><div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:500px;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><a href="http://www.mtv.com/ontv/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank">MTV Shows</a></div><br /><br />Fast forward-- two hours later, Beyonce wins Video of the Year Award. This is the award that she said she really wanted and the Universe happily obliged. Instead of taking the time to say her thank yous and such, she called Taylor Swift back to the stage to allow her to finish the speech that Mr. Jerk-off ruined. Beyonce showed that she was a class act, not a selfish Diva. She remembered her days as a youth at the VMAs, and how excited she was. She honored the young lady by forfeiting her top spot moment. Beyonce has many, many awards and will be around for many many more years. It was extremely gracious of her to allow Taylor the opportunity to bask in stardom at the VMAs. <br />Bravo Bey!!!!!<br /><br />In other VMA news, Janet Jackson did a beautiful tribute to her brother. They edited out her dance routine in the Scream Video and she did it live. It was beautiful. I love that song it's one of my favorite MJ songs. Madonna, did a speech about MJ, that turned out to be a little too much about her (but hey she's a Leo--that happens sometimes). Nonetheless, it was beautiful and appropriate. She looked great too! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbVl4yA_HUBEXlWxIH5RTI8PuD0FlpmDHeL4Y7GxH3bLjg8P5APrQReenRjcz4Ebfp7F4XxXdKutix0PgICc13PZqpep0Gv9b7fOmMFDDKuNf3AqzPHIagd44duo68OWm3ZVKWA2Q4irw/s1600-h/janet+madonna.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbVl4yA_HUBEXlWxIH5RTI8PuD0FlpmDHeL4Y7GxH3bLjg8P5APrQReenRjcz4Ebfp7F4XxXdKutix0PgICc13PZqpep0Gv9b7fOmMFDDKuNf3AqzPHIagd44duo68OWm3ZVKWA2Q4irw/s320/janet+madonna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381288337842661890" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyaZLzPbo8Oxf4DSde6C192oV4bJor2jLI6XDHbLxSapezL5F0-LHXH_IwnqvnJJBaPWCw1u1tiPpDV9YYjS8uo-GvvnB5Opuk8k2ag_kzVIHUnuUUEdaaotzDOLLOiDQvlNi-uMvwRpM/s1600-h/beyonce+2009+vma.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyaZLzPbo8Oxf4DSde6C192oV4bJor2jLI6XDHbLxSapezL5F0-LHXH_IwnqvnJJBaPWCw1u1tiPpDV9YYjS8uo-GvvnB5Opuk8k2ag_kzVIHUnuUUEdaaotzDOLLOiDQvlNi-uMvwRpM/s320/beyonce+2009+vma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381286509319440818" /></a><br /><br />Beyonce's performance was AWESOME!!!!! She really engaged the crowd and she just really put on a great show. The crowd was rockin'. Jay-z and Alicia Keys did a nice job on their song about NYC. It made want to scrap my plans for Florida and go to New York. <br /><br />Lady GaGa thought she was being original, but really she was doing Madonna twenty-five years ago. <span style="font-style:italic;">Yawn</span>. Serena Williams came out to introduce someone after her time being caught "in the moment". I won't judge her outburst after the one I had at the tire shop last weekend. Glad no cameras caught me:). It was really bad. <br /><br />The rest of the show was a sleeper. I didn't know who half the nominees or performers were, so I basically TIVO'd through the whole show. I would like to thank the person who came up with Digital Video Recording Technology, and TIVO for coming out with it first.<br /><br />Oh yeah, and all those Twitterites who thought the VMAs would do such a better job giving Michael Jackson a tribute were wrong. Besides his sister, Madonna, and a clip to promote the new movie, they didn't do jack. BET's Tribute was much better, even with the three-day limitation.Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-88333043126498334522009-09-12T04:58:00.006-04:002009-09-13T15:39:37.376-04:00Rhodochrosite, I'll admit I need it!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu1taGBysyY7AcOxuTklk8uwBoMFrkX8FQ1LW66SQiFlEP2LXEVskLe0ygm65_ksojfnGnPRm6QxN6UYoH100GSFFm3-D2Z3E5mC9oAQzMJxllIujXgIK5TjXzFLfnpUVA8vQNrYHx8i8/s1600-h/capillitas4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu1taGBysyY7AcOxuTklk8uwBoMFrkX8FQ1LW66SQiFlEP2LXEVskLe0ygm65_ksojfnGnPRm6QxN6UYoH100GSFFm3-D2Z3E5mC9oAQzMJxllIujXgIK5TjXzFLfnpUVA8vQNrYHx8i8/s320/capillitas4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380513325761820210" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsAhHemWq8ar-WsFDjlztKTKgEMflxBC0M8X8xjFZW1TsOR8dkh1OpwTSyi-heE6Qaqe-oasNdH0LrihL_trY3Q0IkR_L12ovWSR0TFXx7PS16XSYhKM5bv4-1qHaOJEXt6zo-eHoYG1k/s1600-h/stone-rho01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 80px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsAhHemWq8ar-WsFDjlztKTKgEMflxBC0M8X8xjFZW1TsOR8dkh1OpwTSyi-heE6Qaqe-oasNdH0LrihL_trY3Q0IkR_L12ovWSR0TFXx7PS16XSYhKM5bv4-1qHaOJEXt6zo-eHoYG1k/s320/stone-rho01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380513311982908082" /></a><br />Last year this time was such a hopeful time for me. I was happy to see 2008 on it's way out because financially it had taken it's toll on me. Obama was close to getting into office. I was campaigning door-to-door with my children. Somehow I thought we were all going to singing Kum- ba -yah with lyrics switched out to something Like "Yes we Can Lord, Yes we can.." All was going to be divine in 2009. Well in a lot of ways 2009 hasn't disappointed. Obama did make it in! I went to D.C. on that very cold day to witness his swearing in on the Jumbotron. I've found out that I am expecting a new bouncing baby boy! Business is starting to pick up again, although I am still fighting hard to make things like they were or better than they were. I am very happy with my husband and children. We are really close and experiencing good times together since we have moved everything (school and work) at home. Even our bickering is fewer and farther between and shorter in duration. Yes, 2009 is in fact divine. <br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiSXFDXH5g7eXm5PcgmE8yazoAEhOSvzRK-9lX-L2OPITbofJPvO2yh8Ce92W6VyJOGS9yjU5BfDNP46xbE3sl6l-CToDiNHu9Gkan2yZEk-FQ6uVkU-hUkg1-d7tvoW3doS5wAFF22bs/s1600-h/rhodochrosite.1bg.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiSXFDXH5g7eXm5PcgmE8yazoAEhOSvzRK-9lX-L2OPITbofJPvO2yh8Ce92W6VyJOGS9yjU5BfDNP46xbE3sl6l-CToDiNHu9Gkan2yZEk-FQ6uVkU-hUkg1-d7tvoW3doS5wAFF22bs/s320/rhodochrosite.1bg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380513334222144322" /></a><br />Except, yes I guess there's always an except. Except, I am feeling increasingly heartbroken over the hatred, paranoia, intolerance, and lack of compassion I am seeing around. I've been out there on twitter, facebook, and comcast messageboards (which is the absolute worst) and it ain't pretty. I am seeing a bunch of ugly, ugly, ugly on the T.V. too. It's been exhausting. Why? Because I get involved. I've started a website called <a href="http://lovesgumbo.com">Love's Gumbo</a>, but somedays all I do is get myself entangled in hate. I'll admit it. I am not going to lie. I see inane comments being made somewhere and I suit up with my armor and go to war! My husband watches me typing furiously (because being at war nowadays is all by internet chatter right?), and he tries to stop me. "Why do you go to comcast?" he asks. "Who are you getting now?" "Oh my baby's gonna get them now?" These are the remarks I get from him, until... Someone pisses him off at one of his frequent pit stops. Then he's off and running, but that's another story. <br /><br />I read inspirational words everyday. I meditate many days too. I have even started the day off singing hymns, but somehow I keep getting pulled into this bull. Really, I run to it. Obama gives an educational speech, I'm on twitter kicking anybody's ass who has something bad to say about it. That jerk from S.C. embarrasses his wife by saying his mistress is his soulmate, I go on a rant. The other jerk from S.C. disrespects the President, I go to war for two days on twitter. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1RmbvYLdaGq9X8JTtJS1uUuowcFBrNR4WJQdKwMddGETQIsKLGvAyqcSaH7LK4wC42TBnk7Jzr2BoqYLqJiakBzSLY8_5NaUXsOUqZK-24W1ZFf2K2QlMDOCN6Q5vMS4c-LdH6z2Wm4I/s1600-h/0123.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 181px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1RmbvYLdaGq9X8JTtJS1uUuowcFBrNR4WJQdKwMddGETQIsKLGvAyqcSaH7LK4wC42TBnk7Jzr2BoqYLqJiakBzSLY8_5NaUXsOUqZK-24W1ZFf2K2QlMDOCN6Q5vMS4c-LdH6z2Wm4I/s320/0123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380513321333719058" /></a><br />It's draining me, and I am doing it to myself. I cannot respond to every birther, hater, shouter, anti-healthcarian, righter, neo-con, small-minded racist, bigot. I've got to calm down. I've got to find my peace again. I've been out here using these social media networks to act a damn fool, and today I am going to stop it! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd07AAoGZngA882nnPlTvp_d8qMFV7glsOhlS32XznrmkTz10KxBs9cu3kHkPQNOa2EbhAiSKzCrT6wj8cdYKcRfUDV3LUadFgp1FpQeb8b87nr4lYPr_HqihnLiRY6XB_wIV5B4yKdh4/s1600-h/rhodochrosite.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd07AAoGZngA882nnPlTvp_d8qMFV7glsOhlS32XznrmkTz10KxBs9cu3kHkPQNOa2EbhAiSKzCrT6wj8cdYKcRfUDV3LUadFgp1FpQeb8b87nr4lYPr_HqihnLiRY6XB_wIV5B4yKdh4/s320/rhodochrosite.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380513335973862594" /></a><br />I am using Rhodochrosite to assist me in this endeavor. It's a crystal that promotes tolerance, healing, compassion, self-love, friendship, kindness, and comfort. It also helps people to quiet their feelings of paranoia and irrational fears (which might be something my combatants need). Although I am not going to focus on them, I am going to focus on me. Whenever I look at them I get myself all in a tizzy. I need to grab my Rhodochrosite, look at God and goodness, and find my peace once again.Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-60339120684807454982009-09-07T00:06:00.003-04:002009-09-07T00:24:43.990-04:00What I Will Miss about AtlantaI went to <span style="font-style:italic;">House in the Park</span> today. It's a Labor Day Event that has been happening in Atlanta for about 4 years. House music is played in the park, and lover's of House music dance under a pavilion and where ever they stand for about 8 hours. This was my first year attending. While I was there I saw people that I know from all over the city. I saw my children's Sunday School teacher, my bloggy buddy Renee at <a href="http://cutiebootycakes.blogspot.com">cutiebootycakes</a> , I saw parents and teachers from my children's day care center years ago, I saw new babies that I have been anticipating since in their mother's wombs, I saw ex co-workers, people I knew once upon a time, fellow vendors, in-laws, I mean I just felt so much love from all the people I knew. It was a love fest. <br /><br />For me Atlanta used to be a big party like this all the time. I am not sure if I've changed or if the city has changed, but it hasn't been like this in years. Underneath the smog, traffic, horrible customer service, allergies, bougie snobs, scammers, crime, racists, ignorance, and deliberate indifference, there it was. LOVE!!!! What a vibe. <br /><br />I am still leaving. I am determined to live in a beach city. I need it for my peace of mind. However, I will definitely miss times like these in Atlanta, even if it's been forever since I've had a time like this.<br /><br />Check it out on whrrl:<br /><br /><div><iframe frameborder="0" style="border: 1px solid #D3D3D3;" height="372" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://whrrl.com/whrrlMini/experience/18410573?s=small&sharer=18321151" width="263"></iframe><div style='font-size:11px;color:#777;background-color:#D3D3D3;font-family:arial,sans-serif;height:18px;overflow: hidden;width:265px;'><div style='float:right;padding: 2px 8px 2px 0px;'>Powered by <a href="http://whrrl.com" style='color:#569bb5'>Whrrl</a></div><div style="clear:both;" ></div></div></div>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-35206072532583850662009-08-29T12:17:00.006-04:002009-08-31T11:56:30.064-04:00Happy Earth Day MJ!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE_JYdWT_dWeuqTVKK5UTxTfq1RMIHiJpL0e6Q8qoiRrtV3aXfw9odVm__97wGThL8uq4FX6xzWQ10TkDpOkKHUjGo0AViQRfadYFBigBHxmVzFFAhRukhGZPKrY9y08OmgVMjTC8FHos/s1600-h/michael-jackson.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE_JYdWT_dWeuqTVKK5UTxTfq1RMIHiJpL0e6Q8qoiRrtV3aXfw9odVm__97wGThL8uq4FX6xzWQ10TkDpOkKHUjGo0AViQRfadYFBigBHxmVzFFAhRukhGZPKrY9y08OmgVMjTC8FHos/s320/michael-jackson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375441840353458834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx1ZBPrA23EH3empyeVB5QS_nMPBSSQ6bbwJnnAWYG0QRnJX59BkQqZXSeApjYVp6mGnMXE7xaUxqRKUS1gJ649lSpdDx7GN1t0fbXNCSq87PMaVGRLe9Bqx8Ko4T-qpdlPY1PFPcgmg8/s1600-h/michael-jackson-las-vegas.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx1ZBPrA23EH3empyeVB5QS_nMPBSSQ6bbwJnnAWYG0QRnJX59BkQqZXSeApjYVp6mGnMXE7xaUxqRKUS1gJ649lSpdDx7GN1t0fbXNCSq87PMaVGRLe9Bqx8Ko4T-qpdlPY1PFPcgmg8/s320/michael-jackson-las-vegas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375441851139185010" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXYOT1eAxITW0OPDjN03ngbO4yjRc4ejnhsD6qxYAlTdAP4cyRjGwxIPG0K4vaZvG-6WWPJGPBDenj_8yePkAqIeBqLaG-3mPVV617I0MJDuNNJhisrgZHyQLCRcnZGGu3yubmTYiStxQ/s1600-h/michael_jackson.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXYOT1eAxITW0OPDjN03ngbO4yjRc4ejnhsD6qxYAlTdAP4cyRjGwxIPG0K4vaZvG-6WWPJGPBDenj_8yePkAqIeBqLaG-3mPVV617I0MJDuNNJhisrgZHyQLCRcnZGGu3yubmTYiStxQ/s320/michael_jackson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375441846618101362" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />I'd promised I would do a Michael Jackson tribute post, and frankly I needed the two months to get myself in the right mental space to make it happen.<br /><br />Today is the day that Michael Jackson came to Earth 51 years ago. He chose Joe and Katherine Jackson to be his parents on this Earth. He knew they could help him achieve that which he was on Earth to do. Although Joe Jackson irks me to no end, I do see his huge role in helping Michael fulfill his purpose on this Earth. A parent so narcissistic, egotistical, demanding, focused, and unwavering in his quest to make his children who he wanted them to be, can actually be very instrumental in pushing a child to live out his or her purpose. Even if it is through bitter tears, extreme loneliness, and a poor self-image. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNrXAdTr60umFyKYuTJzuGWqXMoZGOe4FvkBnMXdd6VRzUi-564xGIsHz8FGdr1cxjS_Q2xW7X655tZQoMcOJMrglR2-hbNzrZhYLLKRY24Y_iDP53TeyVXXR3afOZsh-iN7XukhmM_uM/s1600-h/drawing+mj.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNrXAdTr60umFyKYuTJzuGWqXMoZGOe4FvkBnMXdd6VRzUi-564xGIsHz8FGdr1cxjS_Q2xW7X655tZQoMcOJMrglR2-hbNzrZhYLLKRY24Y_iDP53TeyVXXR3afOZsh-iN7XukhmM_uM/s320/drawing+mj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375441862158985202" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><a href="http://kissmyblackads.blogspot.com/2009/07/diversions-apparently-michael-jackson.html">My husband</a> educated me about this image drawn by Mj, who knew?</span><br /><br />Michael certainly lived out his purpose. I saw an interview where he said he was on "<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xcY1f9ja6NQ">Earth to make people happy</a>," and that he feels that most when he's on stage. He was about 22 years old when he made that statement, however I think he knew his reason for being on Earth much sooner than 22 years old. Michael lived his purpose in many ways not just on stage. He gave his money, his time, his heart and soul to make others happy. He gave so much money to others that he has a <a href="http://jollypeople.com/blog/2009/07/01/michael-jackson-guiness-world-record/">Guinness Book World Record</a> for being the most giving pop star. He also has gained a host of <a href="http://community.guinnessworldrecords.com/_Michael-Jackson-dies-at-50/blog/407707/7691.html">other Guinness Book World Records</a>. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSGM2CLynlUNQDWq9ou3G8_hDSiz_hXBg6rM8uux9Dq11EWpwH_UkPJD2WqXOXIcRZvGxRYnsCINBKmMeDfd0MrHmMDeIKIBG5K9Gm7-RguHNFJ9Xl6t79JoVznFT9wrstvmUloFEodXo/s1600-h/mj+guinness.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSGM2CLynlUNQDWq9ou3G8_hDSiz_hXBg6rM8uux9Dq11EWpwH_UkPJD2WqXOXIcRZvGxRYnsCINBKmMeDfd0MrHmMDeIKIBG5K9Gm7-RguHNFJ9Xl6t79JoVznFT9wrstvmUloFEodXo/s320/mj+guinness.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375440304542265026" /></a><br />A few that I can name are "First Entertainer to be paid 100 million in a year," "Most Grammys in One Year," "Most attended concert," and "Most Successful Music Video." These are only a few that I can name, but there are more. <br /><br />MJ's purpose can be felt every time you here a song of his. In my opinion he wasn't an R&B singer, he wasn't a Pop Singer, nor was he a Disco Singer, he was a Soul Singer. He sang from his soul. It didn't matter the genre of music he sang, it was always from the soul. He danced from his soul too. It was like every time he decided to entertain us, he remembered his purpose on this Earth and tapped into his soul to achieve it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHmAq_3dTFW5hatxXxQ1w3lLIKJj7XfX-GJdhhm0xmhn3ZSbxNz4jLYc_9vD3P-h-pXcFGIYBTnOxJMZZ3H9ZdkFwtd0L8X7zRZhBi5HVTrQaYyCFXFYJAMoaRaKGi8Seetx11hi8xfkc/s1600-h/Michael-Jackson-no-longer-never.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHmAq_3dTFW5hatxXxQ1w3lLIKJj7XfX-GJdhhm0xmhn3ZSbxNz4jLYc_9vD3P-h-pXcFGIYBTnOxJMZZ3H9ZdkFwtd0L8X7zRZhBi5HVTrQaYyCFXFYJAMoaRaKGi8Seetx11hi8xfkc/s320/Michael-Jackson-no-longer-never.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375441846044818322" /></a><br />He has had so many hits, it would be an incredible task to list them all. I'm sure I'd miss many of them I will tell you that my favorite is Leave Me Alone<br /><br /><object width="384" height="313"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJvfnQ_E7uw&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJvfnQ_E7uw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object><br /><br />Let's remember Michael Today, and thank him for honoring his Earth's purpose by living out our own purpose from our souls. If you don't know your purpose, honor Michael by finding out your purpose on Earth and doing it to the best of your ability! At the end of the day that's what we are here to do, and I have to say that despite anything and everything else, he lived his purpose.Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-72030672498562217732009-08-23T20:58:00.005-04:002009-09-17T16:51:52.223-04:00What Would A Leo Say?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzgQiYcm8nNs-rokV_QjjA8HXQOliJN4piJB0MTQ9SK2en8AHsbLjvIqSSOP3oxvvh024RepZrbc88zKh4kk1scw3bVrsljyFh5cjn5cDSQydYgaP4zoHSNj-Mul8s8kv6p2zlR4bSqYw/s1600-h/Leo.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzgQiYcm8nNs-rokV_QjjA8HXQOliJN4piJB0MTQ9SK2en8AHsbLjvIqSSOP3oxvvh024RepZrbc88zKh4kk1scw3bVrsljyFh5cjn5cDSQydYgaP4zoHSNj-Mul8s8kv6p2zlR4bSqYw/s320/Leo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373521336937593154" /></a><br />Well I've been doing the Astrology highlights for a year now. I've talked about the characteristics of each astrological sign, so now I have to come up with something new to keep you interested. My new astrology series will be called "What would a ___________say?" The Questions will always be the same, but the answers will be according to what I think a specific astrological sign would say. <br /><br />I am going to do my own astrological sign today, I am a Leo. I am a little late. My birthday was August 18th. I didn't really mention it on the day because I kinda felt like a teenager who missed the prom because of being knocked up. I turned 40, but couldn't do any partying, drinking and cutting the general fool because I am pregnant, my back hurts, and I am tired and grumpy. I guess I'll handle all the drankin' reveling on my 41st birthday.<br /><br /><br />Here we go:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">What would a Leo say...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">1) What Should I wear?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> Something that is flashy. A girl's has to keep up her image.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">2) How much will I get paid?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> If it's not comparable to my worth, they can forget about it!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">3) What did she mean by that?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> Here we go again another hater? Why they always hatin' on me. Everyone knows it's all about me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">4) Is he looking at me?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> Of course he is, aren't they always.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">5) How will it get done?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">I'll do it! If you want something done right best to do it yourself... Hold on, hold on, I'll show you how to do it</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Do they need me?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Okay, well I'm willing to do whatever is needed? No need to ask, I could tell you needed me when I came to see you.</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.jdoqocy.com/click-3587730-10382738" target="_top"><br /><img border="0" width="125" alt="Free Sample Personal Astrology Profile!" src="http://www.ftjcfx.com/image-3587730-10382738" height="125"/></a>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-52785214078003744882009-08-14T17:38:00.010-04:002009-08-15T13:58:04.760-04:00Flip Burger with CutieBootyCakes and the crew!<a href="http://cutiebootycakes.blogspot.com/">Renee</a> invited me out to <a href="http://www.flipburgerboutique.com/">Flip Burger Boutique</a> this afternoon, and it was really great! I got to see some bloggers I've met before like <a href="http://littlebrownjen.blogspot.com/"> Little Brown Jen</a> and Talibah at <a href="http://themamaspot.typepad.com">The Mama Spot</a> and <a href="http://www.weparent.com/">We Parent</a>. I also met two new bloggers <a href="http://shegeeks.net/">She Geeks</a> and <a href="http://secretagentmama.com">Secret Agent Mama</a>, she'ss a homeschooling mom like me. The food was a nice addition to good company. I splurged on a Pistachio and white truffle milkshake and it was glorious. The pictures tell the story. Check out our lunch on whrrl:<br /><br /><div><iframe frameborder="0" style="border: 1px solid #D3D3D3;" height="372" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://whrrl.com/whrrlMini/experience/18322569?s=small&sharer=18321151" width="263"></iframe><div style='font-size:11px;color:#777;background-color:#D3D3D3;font-family:arial,sans-serif;height:18px;overflow: hidden;width:265px;'><div style='float:left;margin: 2px 8px 0px 8px;'>More stories at <a href="http://whrrl.com/place/13118236/flip-burger-boutique-atlanta" style='color:#569bb5'>Flip Burger Boutique</a></div><div style='float:right;padding: 2px 8px 2px 0px;'>Powered by <a href="http://whrrl.com" style='color:#569bb5'>Whrrl</a></div><div style="clear:both;" ></div></div></div>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-53136021531401933202009-08-12T05:44:00.006-04:002009-08-24T13:49:01.264-04:00Surprise Surprise!<center> <a href="http://lovesgumbo.com/wordpress"><img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k98/brookebrimm/lg-banner7smallcopy.png"/></a> <center></center></center><br /><br />I mentioned that I had two surprises for you a couple of posts back. Well, number one is ready! As many of you may know I am a Jewelry Designer (hence the name, Jewelry Rockstar). I consider my sense of design a gift, and I design as often as I can. I am very proud of what I contribute to the world in terms of jewelry. You may also know that my husband and I own and run an <a href="http://www.culture-ad.com">Advertising Agency</a>, which has been slow for the past year. However, it is now getting busy, so woo-hoo. Thirdly, you may know that I am also a <a href="http://homeschoolblast.blogspot.com">homeschooling mom</a> of two, and I am really proud of what I have accomplished in my girls lives and education. Okay, so if you are counting, that makes three jobs right? Well...<br /><br />You may not know about my mission and purpose in life, so I'll tell you. My purpose is to make the lives of women much more easy, much more fun, much more powerful, and much much better. I am meant to bring beauty into the lives of other women. That's my purpose and I know it. I feel my passion and purpose burn when I make a beautiful pair of earrings and a woman beams at me. I know I am on the right track when I make a beautiful soap or scrub for someone and they send me an email telling me how glorious the experience was for them. I solidify my purpose in many many things that I do. <br /><br />My mission for the past 5 years has been to encourage and empower women who want to find a loving lasting relationship, and those who want to be happy in the relationship they have. I have written a book about it, but because I am so into controlling my own intellectual property it has not been published it. I am one day going to self-publish that book or maybe another because I came up with a new idea. I've decided to share my writings and sister circle curriculum with other women online. I've started a new online magazine/news/talk site that surrounds women and love! It's for all of us who want to be in and stay in love! I am so excited about it. The site is the same name as my book <a href="http://www.lovegumbo.com">Love's Gumbo</a>. I want you to go over tell me what you think, and if you feel so inclined join the movement! As part of the launch I am sponsoring a <a href="http://lovesgumbo.com/wordpress/?p=151">giveaway</a> with Jewelry from <strike> me </strike> the Jewelry Rockstar. If you'd like a chance to win go check it out, there are about 7 chances to win. If you want to contribute, please contact me. I would love to hear your stories, troubles, videos, and feedback. <br /><br />One more thing, I've been visiting blogs with my new login www.lovesgumbo.com, just so you know, it's me. Also, this new site won't stop me from blogging as the Jewelry Rockstar. I will still be here, and I would love to see you <a href="lovesgumbo.com">there</a> and here.<br /><br /><br /><center> <a href="http://lovesgumbo.com/wordpress"><img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k98/brookebrimm/lg-banner7smallcopy.png"/></a> <center></center></center>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-37178363750687743932009-08-09T18:06:00.008-04:002009-08-09T18:38:06.410-04:00Okay, Me and Tavis Smiley are Cool Again.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8zblsxM96QvObAGbvyTdWeookUBU7HkP-tqTsOD13ZS5W7JcXO3KS0rnyFG7QyQpfNmKTKqUIaISqmXR01fbf3sDnzRjnz7lVmsha02xWvf8w56lqKzZV-9yir5XmXs9lsx8R3pbJvTs/s1600-h/currentStop_home.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 102px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8zblsxM96QvObAGbvyTdWeookUBU7HkP-tqTsOD13ZS5W7JcXO3KS0rnyFG7QyQpfNmKTKqUIaISqmXR01fbf3sDnzRjnz7lVmsha02xWvf8w56lqKzZV-9yir5XmXs9lsx8R3pbJvTs/s320/currentStop_home.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368095066898266690" /></a><br /><br />During the Barack Obama campaign Tavis Smiley made a bunch of comments about Obama that started to get me super heated. He basically was pissed because Obama didn't come to the State of the Black Union, and I personally agreed with Obama's decision not attend. Hillary Clinton attended, but she was down in the polls and she needed any support she could get from African Americans. Obama offered to send Michelle and it seemed that Tavis felt personally affronted by that gesture. Anyhow, Tavis began a talk campaign against Obama for the next few months, and it seriously began to look like hateration. Sooo, I've <strike> been really pissed </strike> been kinda mad at Tavis every since. <br /><br />Well yesterday I decided to bury the hatchet. Not that Tavis cares because he doesn't know I exist. What made me surrender and wave the white flag? The <a href="http://www.americaiam.org/">America I am Exhibit</a>. Renee Ross over at <a href="cutiebootycakes.blogspot.com">Cutie booty Cakes</a> Invited me and my <a href="http://kissmyblackads.blogspot.com">hubby</a> out on a bloggers outing to the exhibit. The exhibit is funded by Wal-mart, and it is designed to show the impact African Americans have made on America. The design of the exhibit is interesting and beautiful. It was filled with etched images of significant African Americans, stage attire from Black entertainers, mini-films on our culture, and beautiful historical documents. I read a page of Malcom X's diary. I saw shackles and chains that enslaved Africans wore, and I saw a pint-sized guitar that Prince played. <br /><br />It was an amazing exhibit, and I teared up a couple of times just witnessing all that monumental history in one building. So far The America I am Exhibit has hit Philadelphia, and it will be in Atlanta until September 6, 2009. From there I don't know where it will go, but if it gets close to your town make a point to see it. <br /><br />Tavis Smiley brought us this exhibit and I am thankful to him for that. I am also thankful to Renee for inviting me. This event was awesome and it will forever impact my life.Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-55618696954051457622009-07-28T14:56:00.002-04:002009-07-28T15:29:04.851-04:00I'm Not Out Of the Game<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFuyXa_ofDu2JanLFOWjqgc1gpdtq6vv2M0MNYLara5O69cfVU9fAFBkm562Vo2dNcXDRGuzrDxBJDOarhUVWYDQh46Bkct1ZAIAwp1HDQ6nMyF3TDfKeMaIYUIkOnOu3kmv-so6lGc7Y/s1600-h/100_6670.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFuyXa_ofDu2JanLFOWjqgc1gpdtq6vv2M0MNYLara5O69cfVU9fAFBkm562Vo2dNcXDRGuzrDxBJDOarhUVWYDQh46Bkct1ZAIAwp1HDQ6nMyF3TDfKeMaIYUIkOnOu3kmv-so6lGc7Y/s320/100_6670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363595243334433762" /></a><br />I'm mostly just hot, tired and grumpy. I realize I've only blogged about twice in July. I've been doing other things like fussing folks out on FB, comcast's forum and twitter (told you I'm grumpy). Over what you might ask? I dunno Obama's citizenship, Gates' arrest, and Obama's subsequent comments, whether conversate is a word or not., whether you need to divorce to be a happy woman. Stupid stuff. These are real subjects I have voiced my opinion on. Just finding someone else to be crabby with besides my family. <br /><br /><br />Pregnancy is going well. Lately I've been losing weight instead of gaining. My doctor won't mind, she gave me a side eye about my weight last visit. I'm drinking green shakes and going to the pool several times per week. Baby is kicking, but overall I can tell he's gonna be very laid back. When I mentioned something about him kicking because he was hungry my eight year old said in astonishment "Oh he's alive in there." It was really hilarious.<br /><br />I do have two surprises for you though. I can't reveal just yet. My husband and I are working on them. They'll be ready soon.<br /><br />Oh yeah, I've started my countdown to 40 years old. I have about 20 days to go. <br /><br />Sorry I don't have anything enlightening to report. I wanted you to know that I'm still here.Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-63984478284509163282009-07-21T09:06:00.008-04:002009-08-30T01:02:42.511-04:00Cancers Ladies Really Feel It!It's the end of the Cancer season, and it's time for my tribute. I have Cancers all around me, so I know them pretty well. My dad is a Cancer, my step-dad is a Cancer, my two sisters are Cancers, my father-in-law is a Cancer. I have a bunch of Cancers around me, and they are fun.<br /><br />Because Cancers love, love, love emotions, they are the funniest people I know. I find myself laughing at something a Cancer said to me (in all seriousness I might add) years and years later. They have a perspective on life that evokes hilarity. I mean they really crack me up. On the flip side of that, they also have a side of them that evokes anger, especially the ones born in July. July Cancers can be true crabs, in that they like to stir up sh*t. They take pleasure in getting a bunch of drama created among others, and stepping back to see emotional reactions fly. Once in awhile I fall victim to this kind of drama mostly at the hands of my oldest sister, one of my best friends. I call her the "sh*t stirrer" because she gets crabby (when she's not making me laugh), and starts carrying stories back and forth, telling small lies, and causing all kinds of drama. In the end, I usually laugh at her and myself for allowing myself to be tricked into some mess once again.<br /><br /><br />Cancers love things to stay the same. Status quo all the way for them. They like to cook and eat the same things, stay in the same place, keep the same friends, and work the same job. They are loyal to whatever they start, and it takes a lot to pry them away from it. They also collect wonderful little things, and find it very difficult to let them go.<br /><br />Because Cancers love emotions so much they are very creative. They are also extremely intuitive and deep. If you are looking for the answer to a interpersonal situation, a Cancer can help you see the light. Their emotional leanings can also cause them to become, so sad that it resembles clinical depression. The only thing that makes their sadness different from clinical depression, is that another emotion like anger or extreme happiness or some other drama scene can lift them from their sadness instantaneously. They move on to the next emotion as though they were never ever sad. On to the next emotional adventure.<br /><br />I have an extremely deep bloggy friend Tameka, over at <a href="teaandhoneybread.blogspot.com">Tea and Honey Bread</a>. She is one of the most gifted writers I've met. I Just love her writing and her point of view. Please go over and check her out, you will not be disappointed. Happy Birthday Tameka!<br /><br />Here are some famous Cancers.<br /><br /><br />Carly Simon is a very gifted songwriter. I am sure her ability to feel emotions stronger than the rest of us made her such a successful writer.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic3-TXBWinvoR2E4pB-u28xCsyiejdLWN5-qdBFaJxb7WU3y7-GFveM6wypR5AtbaW6swwTXjhMmYJte2N2AFjnEoBbNOyFt179rQCLAl20V0CIV1oh28duJB0z1lFdyrPdvfXPQeJXJc/s1600-h/WB_CarlySimon_325.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic3-TXBWinvoR2E4pB-u28xCsyiejdLWN5-qdBFaJxb7WU3y7-GFveM6wypR5AtbaW6swwTXjhMmYJte2N2AFjnEoBbNOyFt179rQCLAl20V0CIV1oh28duJB0z1lFdyrPdvfXPQeJXJc/s320/WB_CarlySimon_325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360921382467693058" /></a><br /><br />Michelle Kwan is an accomplished Ice Skater.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCH_2fTSGbF6AFqxAnnXi2_xrDe0zP9fDHKJhXGvoK30OO_8PBCPrGy5OUn92kLI58Jic6HeQhfo_7u6MmGGivMkeyFzyYAb2ik4z2NNhRaflbzZqa_4rh0uG7CMyPe7lh1tyFhEqV5oU/s1600-h/Michelle_Kwan_0001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCH_2fTSGbF6AFqxAnnXi2_xrDe0zP9fDHKJhXGvoK30OO_8PBCPrGy5OUn92kLI58Jic6HeQhfo_7u6MmGGivMkeyFzyYAb2ik4z2NNhRaflbzZqa_4rh0uG7CMyPe7lh1tyFhEqV5oU/s320/Michelle_Kwan_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360921381543875330" /></a><br /><br />Lil' Kim, Lil' Kim, Lil' Kim...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwgH1RD3L4Cdx4G7SamdIbRRBnNZuIm5DFdZUgtyw4d8HqXZvf47MA5e0enoixs-3MfKtYYZmgbA3y5SzYlIuetkyf9wLJQ-Ep21FA6GVuqGNR6ap3inTcTQ5G1LDCb285bAdNXIPjiUw/s1600-h/Lil-Kim-041409L.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwgH1RD3L4Cdx4G7SamdIbRRBnNZuIm5DFdZUgtyw4d8HqXZvf47MA5e0enoixs-3MfKtYYZmgbA3y5SzYlIuetkyf9wLJQ-Ep21FA6GVuqGNR6ap3inTcTQ5G1LDCb285bAdNXIPjiUw/s320/Lil-Kim-041409L.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360921378879413618" /></a><br /><br />Cyndi Lauper a famous singer. She came on the scene about the same time as Madonna.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYWyr9FLrLf9SVGDmKyILt0lBNBIxqlplV68N50c7DGohdu6X4DmKjd49D6PM72OxLglrGlJHXUeVrDOGxKQ_d-Faq4CvrO-pIK07VPf4CfDdA0DjJAPAsUdAOz2Uw0Z1Y9i7fnLUgQY/s1600-h/cyndi-lauper-120.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYWyr9FLrLf9SVGDmKyILt0lBNBIxqlplV68N50c7DGohdu6X4DmKjd49D6PM72OxLglrGlJHXUeVrDOGxKQ_d-Faq4CvrO-pIK07VPf4CfDdA0DjJAPAsUdAOz2Uw0Z1Y9i7fnLUgQY/s320/cyndi-lauper-120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360921374465353746" /></a><br /><br />Jessica Simpson, actress, singer and songwriter. She has been photographed on more than one occasion crying or arguing with a boyfriend. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHlY6zk0R7nqESdF_J6l5OPVZonW7CHUbac73ikzLnTtUBVWd34WHLM-KJ3HTwmBeSVtMATndNK0GMzJb_Fw-EAKJLyGoOPx933kZlo9Xz139fGQ9NaRvzk0mIuhB3FfoEA63KKyAAu3k/s1600-h/jessica-simpson.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHlY6zk0R7nqESdF_J6l5OPVZonW7CHUbac73ikzLnTtUBVWd34WHLM-KJ3HTwmBeSVtMATndNK0GMzJb_Fw-EAKJLyGoOPx933kZlo9Xz139fGQ9NaRvzk0mIuhB3FfoEA63KKyAAu3k/s320/jessica-simpson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360921372470250882" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.jdoqocy.com/click-3587730-10382738" target="_top"><br /><img border="0" width="125" alt="Free Sample Personal Astrology Profile!" src="http://www.ftjcfx.com/image-3587730-10382738" height="125"/></a>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-1400282395800491062009-07-09T17:53:00.006-04:002009-07-09T18:31:44.428-04:00Help us mourn, Smoky Quartz<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSsfLDbA46puZs9GN18PF6NURKOv3ZD2cd65xBtmWJ0fPAi8JO-49pkHI7-YFZRiyaw1TPRFNb5kBjcTGq94zQTnNl6gE99uOy6ffy4yR2QWOe7azAe8eJSYcua6HHddT0olMlsIDFYGg/s1600-h/smokyquartz4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSsfLDbA46puZs9GN18PF6NURKOv3ZD2cd65xBtmWJ0fPAi8JO-49pkHI7-YFZRiyaw1TPRFNb5kBjcTGq94zQTnNl6gE99uOy6ffy4yR2QWOe7azAe8eJSYcua6HHddT0olMlsIDFYGg/s320/smokyquartz4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356590594107087922" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI-Fihr5Q3J4MY11vTNsc3LKbzg4RC6TN6LVBUDtcEMeHBW0x4zxd4Y3wGzotjv-mrIBMvyMwCZbL9p86pvk5MHzBNVKNX-_LpegsQdO-jFwxZ4zjIUZqTpmTbqiiF01Jh0r4ZHJuZlbI/s1600-h/smoky-quartz-12312008-1-4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI-Fihr5Q3J4MY11vTNsc3LKbzg4RC6TN6LVBUDtcEMeHBW0x4zxd4Y3wGzotjv-mrIBMvyMwCZbL9p86pvk5MHzBNVKNX-_LpegsQdO-jFwxZ4zjIUZqTpmTbqiiF01Jh0r4ZHJuZlbI/s320/smoky-quartz-12312008-1-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356590582951896050" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0oTdIsZG0pH5EavjsTUp468OFO0Mqah4fEQqMUpwq1WE4Fsc0bTrGHArsXak2HOCCyGX1MFYGcFASwmVtSvm-x2aiyatd_u_yoh6EtypCTYBbi3_4o25eP1bYsh9jNKjL-JYYhBOD8BQ/s1600-h/loadImage.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0oTdIsZG0pH5EavjsTUp468OFO0Mqah4fEQqMUpwq1WE4Fsc0bTrGHArsXak2HOCCyGX1MFYGcFASwmVtSvm-x2aiyatd_u_yoh6EtypCTYBbi3_4o25eP1bYsh9jNKjL-JYYhBOD8BQ/s320/loadImage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356590584897771714" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_mem6iYJ62qwQ6uv-uacot0Qo8xWHw_ED6B6reV0_906NSj1KhLulv-Iunvkc5yFCZnSnY3CIppdldHeR4D7mbIB5X44gcW8tJUBlCKwNhXqeD5aICtbBDPB0FP48weolLsmljben5aM/s1600-h/smoky-quartz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_mem6iYJ62qwQ6uv-uacot0Qo8xWHw_ED6B6reV0_906NSj1KhLulv-Iunvkc5yFCZnSnY3CIppdldHeR4D7mbIB5X44gcW8tJUBlCKwNhXqeD5aICtbBDPB0FP48weolLsmljben5aM/s320/smoky-quartz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356590578045215954" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNrSczi23JSWFz5z1MpcXprPeT0clP9ZkrBpBZuErYHHJ8MFKhfJzTEBL9zkyLjCil5ELni2t01wLfMut4xpCJljLt5O2qNaeVegh_Y8pIgOw-A9TzFwCPsvoSFrd7EZJywFl0J2gZJso/s1600-h/smoky_quartz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNrSczi23JSWFz5z1MpcXprPeT0clP9ZkrBpBZuErYHHJ8MFKhfJzTEBL9zkyLjCil5ELni2t01wLfMut4xpCJljLt5O2qNaeVegh_Y8pIgOw-A9TzFwCPsvoSFrd7EZJywFl0J2gZJso/s320/smoky_quartz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356590576347062210" /></a><br />Someone said to me the other day that" America is in mourning" and it really resonated with my soul. We are mourning. Of course the biggest and most devastating loss for many Americans and much of the world right now is the loss of Michael Jackson. However, we were in mourning before he transitioned. No, I don't mean Farrah Fawcett or Ed McMahon, although they were terrible losses for America as well. I don't even mean the most recent death of Steve McNair, the football player who was caught dead in the middle of an affair with a 20 -year old. Although personally, I am mourning the loss of a father for those children, and the loss of the 20-year old's life. I wish her youth had not stood in the way of her realizing that he was probably the type of man that would just move on to the next chick, and that he wasn't worth her life. <br /><br />Although all of those are great losses, we have been in mourning for about a year I think, if not longer. We are at war. We have lost jobs. We have lost homes. We have lost retirement funds. For some who have been struck by natural disasters, we have lost stability. When we look at the music, media, and movies in America, it seems we have lost our dignity. <br />We haven't lost our souls, our spirits, and our divinity. <br /><br />We can regain everything we've lost and more. First, we have to properly mourn. We need to acknowledge that we are mourning, feel the pain, and then release what's been lost. Smoky quartz is a stone that can help us do that. That's what Ancient Romans believed. Even if you aren't mourning, you are coming into contact with people who are on a daily basis. Smoky Quartz can help to absorb the negative emotions they are giving off. <br /><br />One more thing that smoky quarts does that is good for me too. It helps with back pain, which as nearly 40 year old preggo woman I am experiencing a lot of. It's a good thing I have an adjustable smoky quarts ring <strike> if it wasn't adjustable, me fatty fingers wouldn't be able to wear it until sometime after the end of October, hehehe.</strike><br /><br />If you believe in the spiritual properties of crystals, go out and pick up some smoky quartz. I think we could all use some.Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-5675686497021054872009-06-29T10:32:00.010-04:002009-06-29T21:15:16.692-04:00BET, The Black Community's Whipping BoyI watched the BET awards last night and I tweeted at the same time. Overall I think it was a great show considering the confines of a BET show. By confines I mean the usual bull jive that happens on BET all year long that usually keeps me and my children from tuning in. I don't expect the BET Awards to step up to being a show that shows the best and brightest in the African American community. That's not what they do, so I don't expect it. I watch to see a glimpse of something interesting or good here and there and then I use TIVO to mute out or pause the rest. <br /><br />Last night it seems viewers came in droves with huge expectations because of the death of Michael Jackson. I too came with expectations, and mine were fulfilled. New Edition kicked it off with a Jackson 5 tribute. Ne-yo did a smashing job on two MJ song's. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZEPat81IX6zfm9j25edWHIFlOV6igUL6Ql32j7BCOqgC0lO4nz0A-svEKSbMN1HQoLkVeb61c2X9JhM9pW5VhT9ourQSOGeDBOcJRFPH4evvBII3ZxJ9JPo4Q1jsY6z3gtopsAq6xhGA/s1600-h/jamie+fox.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZEPat81IX6zfm9j25edWHIFlOV6igUL6Ql32j7BCOqgC0lO4nz0A-svEKSbMN1HQoLkVeb61c2X9JhM9pW5VhT9ourQSOGeDBOcJRFPH4evvBII3ZxJ9JPo4Q1jsY6z3gtopsAq6xhGA/s320/jamie+fox.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352774573841997090" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRCegWD98mIdQQ8QqDFGFbDex7aiWBMwZFY86dqiaXHzgwTVqdKrYjy-aoeR6pIz3k6vQTPB_iuXmhE8onjzm7v67PSeJHLRY5BJLXJwf2K99FfwDy9MuWfK-ShO-8ofbceFCgxuNMNMY/s1600-h/jamie+fox+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRCegWD98mIdQQ8QqDFGFbDex7aiWBMwZFY86dqiaXHzgwTVqdKrYjy-aoeR6pIz3k6vQTPB_iuXmhE8onjzm7v67PSeJHLRY5BJLXJwf2K99FfwDy9MuWfK-ShO-8ofbceFCgxuNMNMY/s320/jamie+fox+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352774576049952738" /></a><br /><br /> Jamie Fox did a dance tribute and delivered poignant commentary on Michael's work. Beyonce sang Ava Maria & in the Arms of Angels, which was beautiful and sad. Several artists spoke about their memories of Michael Jackson and his impact on their lives. For a total or 3 days at best, BET did a incredible job altering that big machine into a MJ BET tribute while continuing on with the show. I think Michael Jackson deserves and has earned a 4-hour special dedicated to only him. The kind of special that takes months to put together, not just three days. I know he will get it, and I believe BET or TV-One will be the ones to do it.<br /><br />Many tweeters and Facebookers are not in agreement with my assessment of last night's show because they have been blowing up saying just the opposite of what I am saying. I think that's because they are insane. Insanity is doing the same thing (tuning in to BET) and expecting a different outcome (a show filled with dignity and purpose through and through). They also expected a bigger tribute to Michael, although there was only a three-day turnaround. That's naivete on the part of viewers. I produce photo shoots and television commercial shoots, and I can tell you that with three days notice it's hard to change the direction of those drastically. I can just image a huge awards show. So many camps to contact and coordinate with, so many egos to deal with, so many costume changes, set changes, etc. Sorry viewers, but to expect more is just folly.<br /><br /><br /><br />Having said all of that, I will now give you blow by blow of the whole show. New Edition's tribute was great, and it was what I expected. Funny part was Johnny Gill holding a guitar. <br /><br /><br />Maxwell was wonderful just the way I expected. The tweets for his part were hilarious. Women were swooning by tweet, ooohing, and awwwing. <br /><br /><br />Ne-Yo has finally gained my respect because he really sang Michael's songs last night with such grace and clarity. <br /><br />I almost went into a full on ugly cry when Jamie Fox talked about Michael's career and his purpose. I started up and sucked it back in, so I wouldn't scare my children. Still have to get that out at some point. <br /><br />I was shocked to see Joe Jackson there. I thought it was hilarious when Don Cornelius said Al Sharpton would "fight a brick." I also thought it was hilarious when Eddie Levert went into his story about being on the set of Michael's Black and White video, and cursed like and old Uncle would. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjs3IW_9ywcSVVGz5CrPSHYdFZsWkDBsvFYcpWSmyDB2HdWHH06JNg3fak6Nd47S_rWLgSzX76rLoc3EAyJd7eSm_3Wr1lxf7hCdDWnBYmhnWAV_dCTO6G7plDltFH_X8G9ZGUo8xUqmA/s1600-h/lil+wayne.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjs3IW_9ywcSVVGz5CrPSHYdFZsWkDBsvFYcpWSmyDB2HdWHH06JNg3fak6Nd47S_rWLgSzX76rLoc3EAyJd7eSm_3Wr1lxf7hCdDWnBYmhnWAV_dCTO6G7plDltFH_X8G9ZGUo8xUqmA/s320/lil+wayne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352782339507391154" /></a><br /><br />We TIVO'd through that Lil' Wayne and Drake tom foolery, so I can't really comment because I didn't really see it. It was inappropriate for the night in much the same way Snoop Dog's show was on the anniversary of the March on Washington, a year or two ago. Some fools you can't stop no matter what you do. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtOl_kSgOZrQkGs84-bH-XriJnLYLkhYy45-yzyPqWv0eeAknmi-MSeh6xwP6iiiKDWp_M7DUQLcQG2Rg-rO35DNfHhAW0a7mgfda5SQTOylNVgAx5Fk6PskDIyCbXeminPIM83WnimTc/s1600-h/keith+sweat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtOl_kSgOZrQkGs84-bH-XriJnLYLkhYy45-yzyPqWv0eeAknmi-MSeh6xwP6iiiKDWp_M7DUQLcQG2Rg-rO35DNfHhAW0a7mgfda5SQTOylNVgAx5Fk6PskDIyCbXeminPIM83WnimTc/s320/keith+sweat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352782344651763170" /></a><br /><br />Aaron Hall, of Guy has lost his voice. I don't know what happened there. Keith Sweat was whiny as usual. I don't know why I ever liked him.., ahhh youth. Tevin Campbell looks like he has had a hard life, but is now trying to get it together. I could still see the hardness though. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEKLFpJF7ZiwOEGz___r-tPp2iUCa9pccYOQkZfHeyL_PUbkvTvbx8X53RXYVkCYyhjjdNFFd87AVKOCrPgZ9aOi7X45tN-vdTWoOkmWKkHUbAzh82Y57zPDxcq73NhReZGfMWNdU11Qc/s1600-h/keri+hilson.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEKLFpJF7ZiwOEGz___r-tPp2iUCa9pccYOQkZfHeyL_PUbkvTvbx8X53RXYVkCYyhjjdNFFd87AVKOCrPgZ9aOi7X45tN-vdTWoOkmWKkHUbAzh82Y57zPDxcq73NhReZGfMWNdU11Qc/s320/keri+hilson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352774848382255906" /></a><br /><br />Umm Keri Hilson is boring, but I prefer her to Rihanna. As a matter of fact up until last night I thought her songs were Rihanna's songs. That's probably not good for Rihanna. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUoe-pSUwMF-COphjVCRKyIh8h01L-BajOUBaWOImaBXN305DrkrzldzeGXqO4fj3DzGvOmpoRhYhAVApmQXjQhdjaLqruL7183Tu7LIHGgm20yVN1WZYu2WT88uWH46QatjDP8suF5g/s1600-h/queen+latifah.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUoe-pSUwMF-COphjVCRKyIh8h01L-BajOUBaWOImaBXN305DrkrzldzeGXqO4fj3DzGvOmpoRhYhAVApmQXjQhdjaLqruL7183Tu7LIHGgm20yVN1WZYu2WT88uWH46QatjDP8suF5g/s320/queen+latifah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352782335667840626" /></a> <br /><br />Mary Mary and the Queen were excellent. My kids went nuts. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisd7CmKerdo7UrSnyXw9p0YrWJXjlVOo81sY_0nHCyFytAJEWgZ1Q8XT118jxaEKNYkk3vfKvj1PBkO9xDsQisvLqQ22dQlBPUKKJiJlQ1TDoWYzXWoZ7tYsdTA6WZUKfiNuSuQjjIqLA/s1600-h/soulja+boy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisd7CmKerdo7UrSnyXw9p0YrWJXjlVOo81sY_0nHCyFytAJEWgZ1Q8XT118jxaEKNYkk3vfKvj1PBkO9xDsQisvLqQ22dQlBPUKKJiJlQ1TDoWYzXWoZ7tYsdTA6WZUKfiNuSuQjjIqLA/s320/soulja+boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352774589209508130" /></a><br />Soulja Boy Tell'em boo!!! What Ice Tee <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GAEtUOHu5oY">said</a>...yeah. (Grown folks only)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSreaJlAtA8ZNsKXksc3daHxeSLbf926B_6iqkULiYK7V1CAOUbI3rsNFHDVAZeUVW3ws1s5W7lNQkV7Hz6NtCGlSeG50wMpkZWqYJXrvB1RSTixCZTTEA33G2Cl0WwPrJQqYYNA89_1k/s1600-h/jayy-z.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSreaJlAtA8ZNsKXksc3daHxeSLbf926B_6iqkULiYK7V1CAOUbI3rsNFHDVAZeUVW3ws1s5W7lNQkV7Hz6NtCGlSeG50wMpkZWqYJXrvB1RSTixCZTTEA33G2Cl0WwPrJQqYYNA89_1k/s320/jayy-z.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352774580996587106" /></a><br /><br />Jay-z's new song became likeable to me last night. I guess it was the live performance. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx8FcCp__bZsLriSBBUs_cHZrngxBy0KPopC5YRMpJuqj8kztqunNFIxVEL1qFVCdm9TUeAtcEzfK-NdV9wXXmfQMS1v8qM7zmqP31mG9MHLV05GsDbLo0q7y6pOpHDdvD98XVYzu2sCU/s1600-h/alicia+keys.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx8FcCp__bZsLriSBBUs_cHZrngxBy0KPopC5YRMpJuqj8kztqunNFIxVEL1qFVCdm9TUeAtcEzfK-NdV9wXXmfQMS1v8qM7zmqP31mG9MHLV05GsDbLo0q7y6pOpHDdvD98XVYzu2sCU/s320/alicia+keys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352782349330987810" /></a><br /><br />Here is Alicia Keys doing her best impersonation of "I am not a homewrecker, I am a humanitarian." <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4JLXeFoqp5Cd0xrEVy9wNSA_y2S02J4FoyCazXYSXQXIog07-ULgk8HqyEY6UU9vR8twB3NkPWUwvgztGyEheTC0FvDN1FuIppQzcPMwFdBEhcOuMQGTKG_5bPmklp5b6r1tTODP6PQ/s1600-h/monica.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4JLXeFoqp5Cd0xrEVy9wNSA_y2S02J4FoyCazXYSXQXIog07-ULgk8HqyEY6UU9vR8twB3NkPWUwvgztGyEheTC0FvDN1FuIppQzcPMwFdBEhcOuMQGTKG_5bPmklp5b6r1tTODP6PQ/s320/monica.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352782329092222162" /></a><br /><br />Keyshia Cole looked the same as always, Monica looked polished and on top of the world. Frankie & Neffe are getting a show...sigh. I'll be watching...sigh. Tiny & Toya have a new show...sigh. I watched a sneak peek last night... won't be watching anymore. Tiny is too disgusting to watch. She looks like an old drunk, and the exaggerated facial expressions she makes when she says her "life is great." Signals a life that is horribly wrong. I study facial expressions and lying (favorite past time of mine). <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbZi3jwKs8-vqVZbVSuRE3iIrOFeAcJm8WC9o3xxbr26TSwIz67JuyvroLYO_qhlrWoSCW_6vt4tbKKFMQbexgIk5c_Jd6Jb5JwPGh7fvpymd8q5jbUIe_1u0BRz157DIX_1Rd1YbparE/s1600-h/janet+jackson.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbZi3jwKs8-vqVZbVSuRE3iIrOFeAcJm8WC9o3xxbr26TSwIz67JuyvroLYO_qhlrWoSCW_6vt4tbKKFMQbexgIk5c_Jd6Jb5JwPGh7fvpymd8q5jbUIe_1u0BRz157DIX_1Rd1YbparE/s320/janet+jackson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352774578841419650" /></a><br /><br />Janet Jackson looked beautiful and very sad at the same time. She even looked and sounded a little resentful toward us, the public. I can't say that I can blame her because CNN and others have been very cruel towards Michael over that last few days. A side note here, I will be doing an M. Jackson tribute, but I am taking time to get things right within myself. This was a huge loss for me.Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-17861432724841073112009-06-24T13:49:00.005-04:002009-06-24T18:50:02.161-04:00All the Gemini's, All the Gemini's... Put your Hands upThe Gemini season is over and I have to show them love. Geminis are known for being two-faced. I don't mean this in a the back-stabbing way, although they may look like back-stabbers because of their twin personalities. What I mean by two-faced is that they have two sides of their personalities. They can be sweet, charming, amicable ladies one minute, and crafty sarcastic, unpleasant individuals the next. One thing that is consistent with Geminis is creativity and mental strength. These women are extremely gifted at creating revolutionary ideas. When you see something super creative out in the atmosphere, that has has not been seen or heard around, you'll usually find a Gemini as the creator.<br /><br />These women are fun to be around until they aren't. However, just as quickly as you've decided that they aren't your type of person, they will switch back their other side and will endear themselves to you.<br /><br />Here are some famous.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2sWIGbubdOv22zD5vy17GdYYtWqaYoOnnIw-CNM1q6RtJAzyP-HWw6CnT2ttmH3SbmtuFpTcRayahYuDq-SAiYRdVelnskARut1QslGLRESPTdMY8J73X2D97Pjasl4NhdtbWgpnmNw/s1600-h/josephine-baker.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2sWIGbubdOv22zD5vy17GdYYtWqaYoOnnIw-CNM1q6RtJAzyP-HWw6CnT2ttmH3SbmtuFpTcRayahYuDq-SAiYRdVelnskARut1QslGLRESPTdMY8J73X2D97Pjasl4NhdtbWgpnmNw/s320/josephine-baker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350976078333110290" /></a><br />Josephine baker displayed the creativity that most Geminis do. She danced topless and very gracefully while being very provocative. During her time, that was cutting edge and very creative.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQVUMJksxtRyEqJN4U_-HPoh196UXo7_YDNPpeUkyd2gPswirAPfiTapkJnHFg2WomZQDPA2iCzd6HgvW9WoVaqNsj0zykOu1msF_4v888tR2I7g1rfidkMyvZ-Sz0ZcuuMYCXb9B3RQ0/s1600-h/angelina-jolie-pregnant.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQVUMJksxtRyEqJN4U_-HPoh196UXo7_YDNPpeUkyd2gPswirAPfiTapkJnHFg2WomZQDPA2iCzd6HgvW9WoVaqNsj0zykOu1msF_4v888tR2I7g1rfidkMyvZ-Sz0ZcuuMYCXb9B3RQ0/s320/angelina-jolie-pregnant.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350976075165049890" /></a><br />Ms. Jolie shows the two-sided nature of her personality publicily. On the one hand she is a husband-stealing, blood-carrying, brother-kissing, vixen, and then she's a ambassador to the world who adopts children from all over. She brings creativity to her roles, well at least those that I've seen. I stopped watching her many years ago on purpose.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-s1hU2042-Dz-j6jK8u3SXdzfZOb_T1HJOmJvin5jJFnu8gx0_Gdg2gEjS6jmCv8j3e8OYGjWIrfsenNpJFu8Z93NROHYrVQGVsVvt0BRrX-UqLLG1s8W6dTr-KlTiAld-XhMWe0cjCY/s1600-h/marilyn-monroe-swimsuit.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-s1hU2042-Dz-j6jK8u3SXdzfZOb_T1HJOmJvin5jJFnu8gx0_Gdg2gEjS6jmCv8j3e8OYGjWIrfsenNpJFu8Z93NROHYrVQGVsVvt0BRrX-UqLLG1s8W6dTr-KlTiAld-XhMWe0cjCY/s320/marilyn-monroe-swimsuit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350976068082384066" /></a><br />Marilyn Monroe was also very creative. She carved out that role for herself as a dizzy blonde sex symbol. She changed her hair color orchestrated all her press and those images we see of her today. She was actually a shrewd business woman despite the persona she presented of herself.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiynaYMqKGOp6Eh0fC200s3EHuy4xXsyAZs6VgIlhbskS5gNyp-zMG1gS_0aOJGWJdXwnH_Gj04P2QbhRMe5uhJ0eJ5imiAaX1bSi3h4ENCRo_XF5TPkqva9oSgY2kPRzx-2yOG0_xbZSk/s1600-h/naomi-campbell_195597g.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiynaYMqKGOp6Eh0fC200s3EHuy4xXsyAZs6VgIlhbskS5gNyp-zMG1gS_0aOJGWJdXwnH_Gj04P2QbhRMe5uhJ0eJ5imiAaX1bSi3h4ENCRo_XF5TPkqva9oSgY2kPRzx-2yOG0_xbZSk/s320/naomi-campbell_195597g.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351029286995486514" /></a><br />Here we have a phone-throwing, face slapping high fashion model who always seems to be welcomed again and again to the runway and fashion world. I suspect it's because she puts on the charm, and those around her forget about her tantrum-like behavior until she pulls another caper.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMUq0DiKxKowlSSYBxConbst4BW9ttwqCN8uNkDKe4aglScrjdS8i5qs_aRfddNMLCr-1rmClkwRYoXRIyhRxttvTCUxwawwSi9oG2vXwuOwOU9v7LsCYKPLtYwBvVz0Y6EewY5lLaSI/s1600-h/giovanni_nikki_1973.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMUq0DiKxKowlSSYBxConbst4BW9ttwqCN8uNkDKe4aglScrjdS8i5qs_aRfddNMLCr-1rmClkwRYoXRIyhRxttvTCUxwawwSi9oG2vXwuOwOU9v7LsCYKPLtYwBvVz0Y6EewY5lLaSI/s320/giovanni_nikki_1973.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351029381013261874" /></a><br />Nikki Giovanni is also a creative poet and writer. She shows her twin personality by looking like a thug one minute and a scholar the next. Lately she's been looking more like a thug than a scholarJewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-43726049154330416752009-06-08T12:26:00.005-04:002009-06-12T12:28:25.111-04:00I Did Something for Myself Without Knowing ItAs much as I loved Hilary Clinton, I became an early adopter for Barack Obama as President. Honestly, I chose him initially because I thought he was an excellent candidate to be a positive role model for young black males. I had seen other black presidential candidates before, such as Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton. However, I wasn't really that geeked about supporting them because deep in my heart I knew they were mostly for African American issues, and who can run a country like that. Yes, I am aware that most White Presidents have run the country with white concerns at the front of their brains, but that's a whole other debate that I won't get into. Let's just say, that I want a President that is fair and just, and Barack Obama is turning out to be that way, despite the criticism he gets from Americans who don't want that kind of thing.<br /><br />Back to what I did for myself. I took my daughters out in the heat door-to-door in the fall registering new voters,reminding voters to vote early, plus informing convicts of their voting rights. I responded regularly on message boards and youtube videos to all unnecessary bull from whites, blacks, and others about Barack Obama and his wife. I posted on myspace and emailed important information to friends about the election and Obama. When folks got scary and weary I kept them going. I even worked the polls in an all white Republican Georgia precinct on election day.<br /><br />I worked as tirelessly as any one woman could to get Obama into office. The main reason was because I saw Obama as a great husband, father, student, citizen, politician, opponent, teacher, leader, man, and American. I wanted young black males to have the gift of a successful black role model reaching the highest heights in America. I wanted little black boys not yet born to live in a world where they took having a well-qualified African American president for granted. I wanted them to say "I want to be President" and feel no barriers in the way. I got what I wanted!<br /><br />The one thing I didn't know is that I was working on end for my own little BOY!<br /><br />I am having a baby boy! He will receive in its fullness the dream I had for other little boys when I thought I would have no more children. It's incredible how you can work to give to others, but when it's all done you receive huge blessing yourself.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJZEoySpTfqMemtzrob-GXvXmcVLoaK6LrLzs67TmngGrtnOsbaAtF3lVvEBSK-Xc7NpP36fnx5R2eEytwDUzO97JaTBt_aptr_oDiboVcjWHIPa5xP-8WlJ8wIsD6U6fWTBd-1A9Tm_8/s1600-h/baby+sage1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJZEoySpTfqMemtzrob-GXvXmcVLoaK6LrLzs67TmngGrtnOsbaAtF3lVvEBSK-Xc7NpP36fnx5R2eEytwDUzO97JaTBt_aptr_oDiboVcjWHIPa5xP-8WlJ8wIsD6U6fWTBd-1A9Tm_8/s320/baby+sage1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345004660078048130" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4gfm3HYxApEL1CkZLWqqT4u6XXv2zmI7mJS2jEpeIE2945P5_tOrcU2Bteu4ds95KXOgOI8h42BTdldFiLiMdpUsBS0sLgg0bfesZJbbkis88eYyO7apZmXzVW3Xn-zKKmWFBIwEvHBo/s1600-h/baby+sage.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4gfm3HYxApEL1CkZLWqqT4u6XXv2zmI7mJS2jEpeIE2945P5_tOrcU2Bteu4ds95KXOgOI8h42BTdldFiLiMdpUsBS0sLgg0bfesZJbbkis88eYyO7apZmXzVW3Xn-zKKmWFBIwEvHBo/s320/baby+sage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345004658005953650" /></a>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-65634551877138435432009-06-05T07:54:00.003-04:002009-06-05T08:36:14.613-04:00Her Nightgown in Your Bedroom<blockquote>"...If you come home and you find another woman's nightgown in your bedroom, you gonna have the blues... believe it or not, even the President has the blues. " ~ Koko Taylor</blockquote><blockquote><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvRJ72aytWWCTPuwCOkJCeox8N471xuUkCmxVjULL0qpjsjHlwjos9iJZrP5ZxN0vLQKhqEqTwiowXnBiVZGNU2F5pIuOGWhuBd4mKjgdr5IfeyFDRSKVWpoSF9ZiAYVs9MoZbWUPlokk/s1600-h/220px-KokoTaylor2006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 275px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvRJ72aytWWCTPuwCOkJCeox8N471xuUkCmxVjULL0qpjsjHlwjos9iJZrP5ZxN0vLQKhqEqTwiowXnBiVZGNU2F5pIuOGWhuBd4mKjgdr5IfeyFDRSKVWpoSF9ZiAYVs9MoZbWUPlokk/s320/220px-KokoTaylor2006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343820391669365874" /></a><br /></blockquote>On June 3rd, 2009 the great Blues singer, Koko Taylor transitioned. She was 80 years old. Today I am doing a tribute to her, although I wish I had done it before she left us. Koko was born as a sharecropper in Memphis. She left Memphis for Chicago with what she says was "35 cents and a box of Ritz crackers." She and her husband struggled doing manual labor during the day while she sang in nightclubs at night. She got her big break with Chess Records and recorded <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxCa16-nxtM">Wang Dang Doodle</a> with Lil' Walter, the hot shot harmonica playing side kick of Muddy Waters. If you haven't seen the movie <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1042877/">Cadillac Records</a>, rent it to find out more about Lil' Walter and Muddy Waters <strike> don't let Beyonce hateration keep you from learning about history</strike>.<div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqtpKeO0VMlYRxw8xPYoaCrmi4DUPR4p7fwkWQGJs3MKjliroFpYVCMGol9PjKRybt5aifX_3BU1Quejs2RwRzpwzd28NXWcZJbEx9Q_cCTz7CRJbjKFi3Mx-sAigFPbpV_bm1oEltAZ0/s1600-h/koko_portrait_age30.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqtpKeO0VMlYRxw8xPYoaCrmi4DUPR4p7fwkWQGJs3MKjliroFpYVCMGol9PjKRybt5aifX_3BU1Quejs2RwRzpwzd28NXWcZJbEx9Q_cCTz7CRJbjKFi3Mx-sAigFPbpV_bm1oEltAZ0/s320/koko_portrait_age30.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343820393339614930" /></a><br /></div><div>Koko Taylor continued her career for forties plus years and even performed this year at the Kennedy Center. She received numerous Blues awards and influenced many artists such as Bonnie Rait and Janis Joplin. As an artist she was influenced by great blues singers like <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNUy5q2StPY">Ma Rainey</a> and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h5T87_KuVC8">Bessie Smith</a>. If you are not familiar with either of these ladies, please click the links for a treat. </div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0AqxkwuTiPv8NM5_VFIxXfGm7bBUTjpC11LP_-GuXPeqsWcOQTbokMHWrh828eaGDUC242jzIOZM21WVRZMRB6uBNJYdkoNLIchM2HcgXKxkuq_QzXulGcujmvzFXYC7hm20cmb4cOIc/s1600-h/kokotaylorqueenoftheblude4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0AqxkwuTiPv8NM5_VFIxXfGm7bBUTjpC11LP_-GuXPeqsWcOQTbokMHWrh828eaGDUC242jzIOZM21WVRZMRB6uBNJYdkoNLIchM2HcgXKxkuq_QzXulGcujmvzFXYC7hm20cmb4cOIc/s320/kokotaylorqueenoftheblude4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343820395273188434" /></a><br /></div><div>Koko Taylor will be missed. She toured often with B.B. King, and was spectacular. That's why they called her the "Queen of Blues." Before she gained that title Dinah Washington had it and Bessie Smith has been called it too, however Bessie goes best by the "Empress of Blues." I think I would call Koko Taylor the "Queen of Today's Blues." Her music was the epitome of what you think of when you hear blues today, but it wasn't necessarily the blues of the 1920's, 1930's and 1940's.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3IWL13X7N2c&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3IWL13X7N2c&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-64926428709288816172009-05-22T11:30:00.003-04:002009-05-22T13:13:31.428-04:00Rockstar Vacay Ramblings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwEXUUWaqhxGcQ02s43X6OErcXyWmDLSB1qCny-Q6g26UWCFBHD-jpzLPwkYcnB8XTJXW1XzaG37fwLFIMZKBzCi0q8LVzxNuLycd86iYmTcdb7jhmQ4foC9sAd7RdjPTba2s87iykiS4/s1600-h/IMG_0321_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwEXUUWaqhxGcQ02s43X6OErcXyWmDLSB1qCny-Q6g26UWCFBHD-jpzLPwkYcnB8XTJXW1XzaG37fwLFIMZKBzCi0q8LVzxNuLycd86iYmTcdb7jhmQ4foC9sAd7RdjPTba2s87iykiS4/s320/IMG_0321_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338694072306399698" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWe0G-zWcWFH4YhEgZ9YfZzbuyQ1o1jZqARJpAVeHmis90y-zKYlt_-lkejI3TZEV8PhCP_DzUput0mx2_u4bXkNQb-RcPz0duC4DIQwB5d6qVI6FghgT5_Wfo4OHjtXe93hQM_nmWYoY/s1600-h/IMG_0310_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWe0G-zWcWFH4YhEgZ9YfZzbuyQ1o1jZqARJpAVeHmis90y-zKYlt_-lkejI3TZEV8PhCP_DzUput0mx2_u4bXkNQb-RcPz0duC4DIQwB5d6qVI6FghgT5_Wfo4OHjtXe93hQM_nmWYoY/s320/IMG_0310_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338694073682912258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisPLPueCeJWhyphenhyphenXaDPWf-M5tMLRcpoeE7qGsR9IyAF4QdMBXbyiU47t2OsQCWYcAGFv63hEqYkfmrL36vUmHNArGe4erlnn-vDpbH-f4Wws5YE74lEvuJ3DcnZSWEsgFXtcbi3KQlNfFLU/s1600-h/IMG_0300_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisPLPueCeJWhyphenhyphenXaDPWf-M5tMLRcpoeE7qGsR9IyAF4QdMBXbyiU47t2OsQCWYcAGFv63hEqYkfmrL36vUmHNArGe4erlnn-vDpbH-f4Wws5YE74lEvuJ3DcnZSWEsgFXtcbi3KQlNfFLU/s320/IMG_0300_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338694070165816834" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjhE_74ySPpoefMqA7Wc4m4dOfu-vB6fm4RD2euqfUH-bjeHtnARlxjHKpfhtApRImGLF6rKAJ7_icuIYN0aRwP2jnz3cw6UWth5f1b06dxA4dFfg6_NPNRzUUG7r5fFjy1E3JwyulYh0/s1600-h/IMG_0298_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjhE_74ySPpoefMqA7Wc4m4dOfu-vB6fm4RD2euqfUH-bjeHtnARlxjHKpfhtApRImGLF6rKAJ7_icuIYN0aRwP2jnz3cw6UWth5f1b06dxA4dFfg6_NPNRzUUG7r5fFjy1E3JwyulYh0/s320/IMG_0298_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338694068632067602" border="0" /></a><blockquote></blockquote><span style="font-size:78%;">Photo Credit: Craig Brimm, kissmyblackads.blogspot.com</span><br /><br />I'm on vacation in Florida right now. Vacations are like being drunk in that they allow your mind to go places it won't go when you are all wrapped up in the stress of life. So now that I am <strike> drunk-like </strike> on vacation I have many ramblings that I'd like to share.<br /><br /><ol><li>Why oh Why is that old fart of an angry man, Dick Cheney out running his mouth? When we needed to hear from him, he was missing in action or out somewhere shooting his friend. I just don't understand why he keeps going on news shows and holding press conferences and crap. Somebody tell him to sit down and shut up!</li><li>Am I in the middle of a baby boom? When I go into the doctors office it's hard to find a seat in the waiting room. Everywhere I look someone is waddling around with a round belly, and in 2009 there have been a large amount of bloggers who are either expecting a baby or have just delivered one. I'm not lying, here they are:</li><ul><li><a href="http://gurglythings.blogspot.com/">Gurly Things</a></li><li><a href="http://www.blogger.com/tanyetta.com/">Tanyetta</a></li><li><a href="http://www.blogger.com/ebonymommy.com/">Ebony Mommy</a></li><li><a href="http://narcissaqtpie.blogspot.com/">Sewl Sista #1</a></li><li><a href="http://sha-boogie.blogspot.com/">Sha -Boogie</a></li></ul><br /><br /><li>Why does the child the age above the new baby feel like they have to start acting a little <strike> annoying </strike> strange?</li><li>Why won't people in Atlanta stop emailing and calling me about stuff I don't care about? Don't they know I am on vacation and their little concerns are not mine right now. My only concerns are making sure beach towels are clean and having the right chairs to take out to the beach.<br /></li><li>Why was a dolphin swimming too close to my daughter? We thought it was a shark at first and totally freaked out as he glided by. Hmph!</li><li>Why do I keep forgetting I'm pregnant when I walk by a mirror, and think that I'm getting entirely too big.</li><li>I think the economy is getting better. Do you?</li><li>It's raining here in Florida and I have to catch the beach between clouds and showers, but guess what I am still relaxing.</li><li>The people are so much nicer here in Florida than in Atlanta that's why I am moving here as soon as I can. Now what I've got to do is get my nice game up, I've been in Atlanta for 18 years <strike> so I might be part of the problem </strike>.</li><li>I am so glad my mom is here with me because she is reading books with my daughter that I am totally not interested in. It's funny to see her laughing at an eight year old's book.<br /></li><li>I finally got an iphone, and I miss my Trio.</li><li>I got such a great deal on summer camp for my children that in way I want to rush back, so they can get started. Mind you it doesn't start until the June 1st.</li><li>I guess that's it, for now.</li><li>Oh yeah, trying out wordpress for our office website and it's a real pain in the arse.<br /></li></ol>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-10939255727618936302009-05-18T12:11:00.004-04:002009-05-18T13:11:56.330-04:00Taurus Accolades!We have just a few more days left in the Taurus season, so today is my tribute day to them. Taurus ladies like the best of everything. They know quality and aim to have it. These ladies will drive a standout car, have a trendy designer bag, and will have high-quality attire. They will be the ladies in the room that are well-styled and impeccably coiffed. Despite having the best of things, they always seem to have money. They are great savers and investors in themselves <strike>bunk anybody else </strike>. <br /><br />Taurus ladies are great at what they choose to do, but it's the choosing that's the hard part. They take a long time making up their minds about decisions. They quietly and peacefully decide what they'll do about this or that, and when they make up their minds they cannot be driven from it. No matter if the decision process yields a good decision or a bad decision, these women refuse to be moved from their original post even if it means destruction to themselves and others around them.<br /><br />Their persistence and determination can be their formula for success, if they have made the right choice. They will stand by their man and treat him warmly and lovingly. However, if he doesn't recognize that she demands the best he may run into a rough situation. He may not realize that he's in a jam immediately because she is so loving and loyal, but once she decides she's done, there's no way back for him.<br /><br />Have a few Taurus friends, and I just love them. I often find myself getting pulled into their decision making processes, although I know that they aren't going to take my advice at all. I get frustrated by this and realize that they are best for shopping, lunching and laughing. I am too much of a bossy Leo to give advice while knowing that I am totally not being taken seriously. Happy Taurus season to my bloggy friend Jennifer over at <a href="thestumblydiva.blogspot.com/">The Stumbly Diva</a>.<br /><br /><br />Here are my Taurus celebrity Beauties.<br /><br />This is Mick Jagger's first wife Bianca. She is a socialite.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVf6kPjFy34uitpcHB4osDs0ihES_-6hvHvfNcfnpSkkOuqiH56X6TjWqLNWFW8mYwvNndQ7oHUnMDVJVK0bBtRbO_jVcIrd7OJijLKZfVKbC-JW35Ty8JFTwkpapyxh83fI24uJI3bQ/s1600-h/Bianca_Jagger.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVf6kPjFy34uitpcHB4osDs0ihES_-6hvHvfNcfnpSkkOuqiH56X6TjWqLNWFW8mYwvNndQ7oHUnMDVJVK0bBtRbO_jVcIrd7OJijLKZfVKbC-JW35Ty8JFTwkpapyxh83fI24uJI3bQ/s320/Bianca_Jagger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337208937071625154" /></a><br /><br />Of course, Ms. Damita Jo needs no introduction.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeVY59ywEEt6xI3KhF9cVZYUjVmJsKkeK1UbDJkKkIIfgamSRrZn-0eRI-J0KeExtrV6BOSxVJX1HRX4CzcnPwasjxcAmc6N-gTvjMkX9iRVArbnppar8xlM_1TkLvWeKc_1IBW8UHH3Q/s1600-h/janet_jackson0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeVY59ywEEt6xI3KhF9cVZYUjVmJsKkeK1UbDJkKkIIfgamSRrZn-0eRI-J0KeExtrV6BOSxVJX1HRX4CzcnPwasjxcAmc6N-gTvjMkX9iRVArbnppar8xlM_1TkLvWeKc_1IBW8UHH3Q/s320/janet_jackson0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337208933121331586" /></a><br /><br />Here is the impeccable Audrey Hepburn.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilRTCYsMXkbQCD2QAsHCpia3tDbsL4GxJfeilV2Z1vJjbMZ5Hygxa1OJVL-X96YtFob3t13s835bs9K7Y3U0utdeNpzBj3FtDMnCguVC-zm4HWaGghGm9IfobnPIphoQL6Ogm2lQIOpzs/s1600-h/AUDREY_HEPBURN23.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilRTCYsMXkbQCD2QAsHCpia3tDbsL4GxJfeilV2Z1vJjbMZ5Hygxa1OJVL-X96YtFob3t13s835bs9K7Y3U0utdeNpzBj3FtDMnCguVC-zm4HWaGghGm9IfobnPIphoQL6Ogm2lQIOpzs/s320/AUDREY_HEPBURN23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337208930546532274" /></a><br /><br />...and this is the model who said "we don't wake up for less than $10,000 per day."<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvJ52o106y0qTWBOMBEhmKVcwA6T5xR7UKAUrfiqy3Uz7pmvOvhH5HMTVCvl4JwQo1NasaBwVZw3-PLAG79drFrUV6sR_kGmkuiCF7IQclR6ISzJjWpedQ9ZiAcOIehzjtgDYK-pgv42o/s1600-h/linda_evangelista.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvJ52o106y0qTWBOMBEhmKVcwA6T5xR7UKAUrfiqy3Uz7pmvOvhH5HMTVCvl4JwQo1NasaBwVZw3-PLAG79drFrUV6sR_kGmkuiCF7IQclR6ISzJjWpedQ9ZiAcOIehzjtgDYK-pgv42o/s320/linda_evangelista.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337208926014423826" /></a>Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-30884057864273054362009-05-13T11:47:00.006-04:002009-05-14T16:08:29.174-04:00Wanna Win A $100 Banana Republic Gift Card?I do, I wanna win, but I don't think I can enter. You see my husband is hosting a $100 Banana Republic <a href="http://kissmyblackads.blogspot.com/2009/05/100-banana-republic-city-sounds-digital.html">Giveaway</a> Over at his blog, <a href="http://kissmyblackads.blogspot.com/">Kiss My Black Ads</a>. It is in connection with a Digital album that Banana Republic is launching, you get one free with a purchase. The Rules of the Giveaway are:<br /><br />1) Write a comment about what you would like to see on the Kiss My Black Ads (KMBA) blog site. = 1 entry<br />2) Write a post on your blog about the contest. = 2 entries<br />3) Follow KMBA. = 1 entry. <br /><br />I am posting about the giveaway, but I don't think I can win the giftcard because that would be <strike> Bushism </strike> cronyism, nepotism, wifeyism, etc. Hey, but there is nothing in the rule book that says my readers can't bum rush his site and win the giftcard, hehehe. So rush over and get that giftcard for the Jewelry Rockstar team!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuarTlzKNgoQ62dMLcGJxv1yzbQ9zvLtNnRaY6HTQ2DDRzNWAHxnHBSXxiZJiIqitXTmN2TvwukVh8GELYsgpm_GfnX8WQxV5vjs4TSPGuiKr_i26j12huk2qZ1kffYhSRAmQe-ioXCig/s1600-h/CitySoundswithnames.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuarTlzKNgoQ62dMLcGJxv1yzbQ9zvLtNnRaY6HTQ2DDRzNWAHxnHBSXxiZJiIqitXTmN2TvwukVh8GELYsgpm_GfnX8WQxV5vjs4TSPGuiKr_i26j12huk2qZ1kffYhSRAmQe-ioXCig/s320/CitySoundswithnames.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335338525746431250" /></a><br /><br /><br />In other news, in the spirit of being well branded, I've decided to change the name of my etsy store to Jewelry Rockstar. The only thing is, I have to move my inventory from my old site to my new site and that is back breaking work, (you know the kind of 2009 back breaking we do on the computer). So in the coming weeks, look for more creative photography, and a new shop with my name, Jewelry Rockstar!Jewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688390875180742416.post-61427149285512758902009-05-10T12:22:00.005-04:002009-05-10T12:40:24.527-04:00Happy Mother's Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI2eLRpiFJzF7rOyrt7UbbSmVmCTbrS_E43sQWN4Htg6MbtxMGcNYj5NeDa7NDgBFnl8Ea4QQRH-ri8NPAe9-GtzdACqbZRJhBjkli0nMm8mBf3HMp06KSfOQ1FEUfmMoFQxrpJZqNy0I/s1600-h/100_0858.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI2eLRpiFJzF7rOyrt7UbbSmVmCTbrS_E43sQWN4Htg6MbtxMGcNYj5NeDa7NDgBFnl8Ea4QQRH-ri8NPAe9-GtzdACqbZRJhBjkli0nMm8mBf3HMp06KSfOQ1FEUfmMoFQxrpJZqNy0I/s320/100_0858.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334235558319965890" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0hS4rB3LqnINKIDV20ug-jJHvSEZvg9dZiHcC9AlbY5FHuxeD497AGurzJXKWDnY000FZMB1jA-v_2sCqHlgqopQfreqW-EMe2R3UdI0jjWupBd960PXss-oXlCJi1nkdZXxqZOWqN9s/s1600-h/100_0174.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0hS4rB3LqnINKIDV20ug-jJHvSEZvg9dZiHcC9AlbY5FHuxeD497AGurzJXKWDnY000FZMB1jA-v_2sCqHlgqopQfreqW-EMe2R3UdI0jjWupBd960PXss-oXlCJi1nkdZXxqZOWqN9s/s320/100_0174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334235557518945490" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNEriAw9MQn12Xj87Fvn3sBhfN1xvi1DVExLl-fOTuhIKIx_ayiPfPNctlrmham3gZwAYanIMt9XdlHtSefaeQrn6n34cXIawh_sNp6TfLgy4oROphOJ8icZC6XFmCLeJiKm4E5WqqOrY/s1600-h/100_1908.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNEriAw9MQn12Xj87Fvn3sBhfN1xvi1DVExLl-fOTuhIKIx_ayiPfPNctlrmham3gZwAYanIMt9XdlHtSefaeQrn6n34cXIawh_sNp6TfLgy4oROphOJ8icZC6XFmCLeJiKm4E5WqqOrY/s320/100_1908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334234930586371650" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3hHuw1w9j8G6uOl5t9WfTtb8-PZe3Flq054YVDO08P84pXBg9sz1z8zw0f1A43fD5F_iwgvKAONKkjmP4DPUGm3XcZ6iUs6aPexZJWScBNEd1_aLW-U_kAzXhEGwops7l0UqCp0JtFs/s1600-h/100_5753.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3hHuw1w9j8G6uOl5t9WfTtb8-PZe3Flq054YVDO08P84pXBg9sz1z8zw0f1A43fD5F_iwgvKAONKkjmP4DPUGm3XcZ6iUs6aPexZJWScBNEd1_aLW-U_kAzXhEGwops7l0UqCp0JtFs/s320/100_5753.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334234926297982290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA_eF0Ks5wrnVZ63EI0gTN3O57_Vs_7oyrEKYF4jQiBcP_M2g3W7GuYv2o7cWUl_tSnPdryg4pmqSOEtl4WC4aByUQmAjwOlSaVnDxJ14S6_Kufq9GwNFXTt7PUjZqw_i2hyphenhyphenKNTD9bHgc/s1600-h/100_2746.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA_eF0Ks5wrnVZ63EI0gTN3O57_Vs_7oyrEKYF4jQiBcP_M2g3W7GuYv2o7cWUl_tSnPdryg4pmqSOEtl4WC4aByUQmAjwOlSaVnDxJ14S6_Kufq9GwNFXTt7PUjZqw_i2hyphenhyphenKNTD9bHgc/s320/100_2746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334234923894834930" /></a><br /> On Children<br /><br /> Your children are not your children.<br /> They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.<br /> They come through you but not from you,<br /> And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.<br /><br /> You may give them your love but not your thoughts,<br /> For they have their own thoughts.<br /> You may house their bodies but not their souls,<br /> For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,<br /> which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.<br /> You may strive to be like them,<br /> but seek not to make them like you.<br /> For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.<br /><br /> You are the bows from which your children<br /> as living arrows are sent forth.<br /> The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,<br /> and He bends you with His might<br /> that His arrows may go swift and far.<br /> Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;<br /> For even as He loves the arrow that flies,<br /> so He loves also the bow that is stable.<br /><br /><br /> Kahlil GibranJewelry Rockstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03605029530908423889noreply@blogger.com11