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Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Okay..baaack to the sister in law. My brothers first wife was black , but she was an olive skinned black person with straight black hair. She had a white father and her mother was black. The child my brother and her had was olive also with curly black hair. My brother is a dark, black man. In comes the sister in law who as you know already is white. My nephew for the first 10 years of his life has always referred to himself as black and viewed himself as that. During the summer last summer he was in town and we were all sitting around --me, him, my mother --talking about school coming in the fall and filling out school forms. I cannot recall how exactly it came up but we were talking about the large percentage of biracial children and how those percentages were increasing. We were talking about what they would check when it comes to race. The old adage in America was that if you had a drop of black blood in your veins you were black. Given changes in time that has changed some. Biracial is now on the forms today along with alot of other choices. My nephew said that he was no longer black. He had been told by my sister in law to check white or bi-racial. White!! My mother looked atme. I looked at her. I then asked my nephew why he would check white. He said it was because my sister in law told him to and they had talked about it and he could be any race he wants to check. ???? What is up with that. I think that is wrong as she is not his biological mother. My brother has full custody and he lives with my brother and SIL. (((OKAY sister in law is just tooo00 long to keep spelling out so I will use "SIL" from now on.)))
I think that she is confusing him about his identity as he looks black. He is not fair or a very light skinned black person. Olive is olive not creme colored. If he were very light he maybe could pass as white.
My mother asked him about biracial. He said that since he has a grandfather that is white, he can put biracial. Now that seems more plausible. It seems plausible as he has a black father and a white step mother. His coloring is the coloring of their 2 year old( my niece)...olive.
The next thing he told us was that my SIL was going to get his hair permed so that it was straight. WTF??? His hair is just fine curly. My mother and I both told my nephew not to let her do anything to his hair as it would be ruined and totally not needed! She cuts his hair now as opposed to letting him go to the barber. My brother used to take him to the barber all the time when they were still just dating and was engaged. Once they got married, she took over! Look out! She controls everything and he --my brother-- let's her control everything.
If she did not want kids with black curly hair she should not have married a black man. You can't make black kids into white ones by perming their hair or having them check white on a form!
What do yall in the blogosphere think about that?! 
I have a sister-in-law now just happens to be of the caucasian persuasion. Yes. She was born that way. We did not have to use crayolas on her skin. But let me tell you, she is blacker than any black person I know. (Blacker than me and I am not too black..I am an oreo remember! GTFOOH!) She and my brother have been married now for 3 years. The have a family: 1 son from a first marriage, a baby that is theirs--2 years old and now a new baby on the way. We just got the news about the new baby. When they got pregnant the first time, it was my mother who took it upon herself to send some baby things to them before the child arrived. She sent a huge box about every month or so. In the end she had sent so much stuff that she has completly outfitted the baby in clothes from birth to about 2 years old. I kid you not. That baby would have wanted for nothing. My mother bought onesies, clothes, towels, socks, shoes, blankets....literally and mean literally EVERYTHING that child could want or need for 2 solid years. My brother and sister in law would have to buy NOTHING for that baby...my niece. With a black grandmother you know that was the best dressed child. No expense was spared for her. I think the black must have rubbed off from my brother. Next thing you know about a month before the baby comes, they begin to act cool toward my mother and me too. We do not know why. We let it go..or at least my mother does. My brother if her favorite...(and do not let me get into that yet) so whatever he says or does is golden. I have had the better education...I completed college, have a professional job...yadayadayada...but I am the black sheep for some reason in her eyes. My brother dropped out of college and works in retail but somehow that is still a better standing in her eyes. He is golden. So...my mother mentions to me that she thinks sister in law is acting funny and is short on the phone. They have the baby. We do not get to see the baby right away because her family from Vermont has to come first. They live about 2 states away from me. So we are told we have to wait. The Vermontians came first. We finally do get to see the baby live about 2 months after she arrives. In the interim we see lots of pictures that are sent and posted on a family photo album on AOL. Funny how those pictures look. The baby has on tyedied onesies. WHAT THE HELL???!! TYE DYE. WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM???? And all the colors are hard colors for a baby...nothing in any pink at all. My mother had bought all pink and she sure as hell would not buy anything tye dyed. We waited and looked at the next batch of pictures. The baby is dressed in bright red dresses and other really hard primary colors for a newborn and of course there are more different tye dyed onesies. And no soft pink blankets that my mother bought. She is wrapped in the plaid blankets you get in the hospital. My mother finally got the nerve to make mention of it in a phone call. How come there were no pictures of the baby in anything my mom sent????? My brother says he leaves all decisions about that up to my sister in law. So my mom asked her. My sis-in-law said that she has worn some things but she did not know what outfits came from who??? STRANGE as all the outfits would have been from my mother. She would not have needed anything. Time passes and the baby clothes remains foremost in my mom's thoughts as not one thing she purchased has she ever seen the baby in . They come to our state for a visit and I ask, when we are all sitting around the living room, about the clothes my mom sent. Do you know what that heifer said happened to all the things my mother gave her. She said she recycled them. RECYCLED THEM! I asked her what the hell that meant. She said she gave them away to all her coworkers who had babies. Have you ever heard of such a thing? Recycling brand new baby clothes that you need??? A fight broke out. Verbal. Next thing my brother is up in my mother's face saying, "You think you the only one who can by clothes for the baby?!" Yes the black has worn off of him somehow, someway. He also said, "you did not buy us what we needed as we had to buy onesies." That did it! Next thing my mother is yelling telling my brother that they did not have to buy onesies as she had bought them in every size...many of them in every size..so that she would be completely outfitted in onesies until she was 2 years old. She then told him some of the other things she sent and asked if he had seen any of them. He said no he had left all that to my sister in law. So he had no idea what was sent and she just got rid of them. She was so stupid she got rid of the stuff they needed. My brother got silent at that point and heifer did not say a word. She just said again that she recycled them to some of her coworkers who were also having babies. My mother was crushed. I bet she spent about $1000 on that baby all told. She was thinking if they had all the little stuff they could get the big stuff like car seats and cribs. But no...whose crib and car seat did they beg for to take back with them that visit. My daughters. I was disgusted with them both. Totally disgusted. My mother was and IS still crushed by that. She talks about that at least once a week to me. Needless to say we do not sent any sort of clothes for the baby anymore. All occassions are marked with the giving of TARGET gift cards ...about $25 so that they can get what they want. My mother spends time each week talking about all the things she will not be getting for the new baby. She has learned her lesson. So have I. With all that there is some satisfaction in there for me. What goes around really does come back around. The favorite golden child who got everything is now treating my mother badly. Me who was not the favorite can look on that and say to myself...see, he really was not golden and really never has been. Now she can really see the truth that I have always seen. Sometimes when you get to actually see "what goes around comes around", it helps. It helps me with the pain I have felt all these years knowing that he was the favorite and me being treated like the outcast. I can honestly say lessons can be learned at any age. My mother is learning some with my sister in law. Heifers can be really MEAN!
Dang! I work in an office with about 65 employees in it and I swear we have some of the greediest people working there. This just gets on my last nerve. Let me tell you about it. Whenever the office throws a party or an office luncheon there is normally food left over. They are normally catered events. When it is over, normally an email is sent around telling us there we can have lunch tomorrow. Well, that food usually never makes it to the next day becasue all the other black employees...not me...basically steal it and take it home. To me it is stealing. They bring baggies from home and load up the food and take it home in their briefcases and big purses. And don't let it be a Friday. They come in saturday and load up. It makes me sick! Not only that, they will bring in empty lunch boxes or walmart bags and store stuff in. I will never forget the time I found a blue walmart bag loaded down with cold cuts hidden away in the office freezer. Why are these people acting like they are homeless? These are people who make $50,000 plus per year. Make me sick! And of course all the white people talk about them...so much so that even if something is offered for employees to take home, I refuse to take it. I refuse to be lumped together with that group.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Guuuuuurl!! Whad up with you? Did you not look in the mirror before leaving the house? Where was your stylist? On a 15 minute break? Why did you listen to Lil Kim about what to wear? Where was ya momma? She could have helped you pick a dress to wear.
More Hoochie Serena! Even More Hoochie Serena! What do yall think of these pictures?
It must be that time for PMS or very near that time. Each month I get one big annoying pimple that is no annoying. Sometimes I get more than 1 but where it shows up, it will be a lone pimple. I hate it. You would think that when you hit your 40's that whole acne thing would be over but it is not. In fact sometimes, I think it may be worst than when I was a teen. Normally that one lone pimple will show up on my face near the jawline, or one loan pimple on my nose and it will not act like a normal pimple. No.. it has to be giant in size and it will not come to a head for a very lone time. It just gets bigger and bigger and it hurts. I am an avid user of masks and exfoliatants, so when that one loan pimple shows up, I work extra on those areas. I mask it twice a day hoping to drawn it out. Nothing works. I then becomes most painful. I still continue to mask it 2 times aday to help it come to a head. Finally when I think it will never go away and it may be there for at leat a week just hanging out, growing, it looks like it may finally get a head on it. Still it is not enought. So I continue the masking and exfoliating. Finally it will come to a head and I surgically(( with a sterilized needle and peroxide)) puncture it to get rid of it. That is normally such a relief because the skin around is swollen and the release of pressure will end all the pain. Then I can work on healing it. It must be that time because several lone pimples have just cropped up. When I am stressed then several will come and not just the one. I just got rid of a loan pimple that was near the corner of my eye in the very soft skin aroudn the eye. It was there for a week and it was the most painful ever. Whoever heard of a pimple just under the eye..not on the face, but in the eye socket area. I could not use a needle there. I mean, you are not supposed to use things like masks or exfolialants in the eye area. I used a buff pupp and the most gentle mask Estee Lauder had. Now I have another on my left shoulder blade...just one. And one on the nape of the neck...just one. And of course I cannot really reach those to well. I can mask and use the loofah. The lone pimples of course on dark skin leaves a mark...a dark little scar. Those marks seem to last forever. We all want to have clear skin...at least I do. I have found that if you use a bleaching cream you can lighten those dak marks and they will fade away after a few months of use. This year, since about April I have been using a fade cream consistently. There was a time in my mid to late 30's when I did not have any sort of monthly breakout and I thought that time in my life was over as far as skin blemishes. But noooooooo. 40 + came and here I am with skin like a teen again. What gives???
History When discussing the twentieth century, we often compare and contrast life from the year 1900 to the year 2000. We all realize that in the year 1900, people didn't have cars, couldn't fly in airplanes, and didn't have microwaves. Yet, there is another item that those in the year 1900 did not have and those in the year 2000 took for granted - Oreo cookies. Most of us have grown up with Oreo cookies. There are photos of us with chocolaty remnants smeared across our faces. They've caused great disputes as to the best way to eat them - dunking them in milk or twisting off one side and eating the middle first. Besides eating them plain, there are recipes galore on how to use Oreos in cakes, milkshakes, and additional desserts. Oreos had become part of twentieth century culture. Though most of us have spent a lifetime cherishing Oreo cookies, did you know that since their introduction in 1912, the Oreo cookie has become the best selling cookie in the U.S.? Oreos Are Introduced In 1898, several baking companies merged to form the National Biscuit Company (NaBisCo), the maker of Oreo cookies. By 1902, Nabisco created Barnum's Animal cookies and made them famous by selling them in a little box designed like a cage with a string attached (to hang on Christmas trees). In 1912, Nabisco had a new idea for a cookie - two chocolate disks with a creme filling in between. The first Oreo cookie looked very similar to the Oreo cookie of today, with only a slight difference in the design on the chocolate disks. The shape and design of the Oreo cookie didn't change much until Nabisco began selling various versions of the cookie. In 1975, Nabisco released their DOUBLE STUF Oreos. Nabisco continued to create variations: 1987-Fudge covered Oreos introduced 1991-Halloween Oreos introduced 1995-Christmas Oreos introduced Now, how does all that relate to me? It relates to me in that I have been referred to as an Oreo cookie for the vast majority of my childhood. As a woman of color I look back on that with disgust. Really. Many of the neighborhood kids called me that just because I had better diction than they did. I guess I spoke like a "white person" but I was black---hence the oreo cookie comparison. Black on the outside and white on the inside. Could I help in that I took my education seriously and so did all in my family? Both my parents went to college and degrees and master degrees. I guess the neighborhood we lived in was not affluent so not everyone took advantage of an education. Fine. That is your choice to be a drop out or a crack head but making gun of others trying to get ahead? That is just like our people. Some of our people. We just cannot stand to see some of us get ahead. Crab Antics That is what a lot of black people practice. Crab antics. We are just like a barrel of crabs. All thrown in together, scrabbling to get ahead and if one does, all the others grab the crab at the top and pull him back down. You watch a barrel of crabs. You will see. Don't hate me just because I have good diction. Open a book. Study. Read. You too can be articulate.
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
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