Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Waste of spaces.

I often want this space on the internet to be light and fun but it is also my diary of sorts and I can’t leave it blank from what’s going on in our world. Let’s just say that I’m at the angry stage. I was in disbelief at first (not sure why because America) but now I’m pissed. And the issue isn't even that I'm pissed, the issue is, why aren't you?

The thing is that when you’re a black person living in America, you’ve already dealt with a lot of issues that people can only imagine; and sometimes they can't even do that. It’s being followed when you’re in the store because of the color of your skin, it’s white people telling you that you don’t talk like a black person as though there’s a way to know what a black person sounds like, it's being told that you’re pretty for a black girl by more than one white person, it’s being told that you got the job because of affirmative action; when in fact white women are the ones who have benefited the most from affirmative action. Don't believe me, do some research. It's being called the N word by a bunch of white college guys (driving by in a truck) while you're walking on your college campus. It is having to explain to your husband why we can't live or travel to certain places in America because of the color of my skin.

And this is just my personal experience. But trust me when I say I have a lot more.

It is having to cancel your weekend plans to drive to see your sister and her family. Why? Because your older sister is worried for your safety because cops are stopping and summoning black people while driving with absolutely no grounds.

It is your sister telling you not to travel to see her without Sean, as she would be more comfortable if Sean, a white person, was in the car with me. This isn’t her being extra but because this week that is what happened to her. She was summoned for inappropriate use of her cellphone when the cop clearly saw that her cell was in her purse. Why didn’t he just admit that he made an error when he realized he stopped her for no reason? The thing was he was stopping her for NO reason.

And I don’t want to hear that stuff like this happens all the time. I know the reason why she was stopped, she knows the reason why she was stopped. She also knows that it is because my niece (sleeping) and nephew (singing) were in their car seats that it did not get ugly when she asked (politely, sucks that I feel that I have to add that) why she was being stopped.

I’ve been in the car with Sean (SO MANY TIMES!) going over 30 miles per hour and he being given warnings to slow down. One state trooper actually told him to, "Slow down bro". And trust me, every.single.time he should have been given a ticket!

It’s a sad and scary world we’re living in. Some of y’all are truly lucky because you don’t live with constant worries about things that people of color worry about. We worry about the same things you worry about (family members getting sick, losing a job, death of love ones, etc) but then we get added worries about being treated poorly or just killed because of the color of our skin.

And when the president of the United States actually says that those protesting Nazis are just as bad as Nazis, how can any one of color be safe?! How can people still stand with and behind a president who does that? To be honest, I’m glad he said what he did. Because there’s no sugar coating it. There’s no, he didn’t mean what he said. He said it; loud, proud and clear. And if you decide to still support him then you’re just as bad as him. Yes, I said it, you are just as bad as him. I’m not going to make excuses for people who say they aren’t racist but CLEARLY don’t mind racism. If you don’t mind racism then you are racist. Plain and simple.

Forget your political party (let's be honest, none of them care about us!), it is no longer about that, and if you didn't know that by now you haven't been paying attention. Seriously, it must be so nice to live in that world.

I just wish there is an undiscovered land that we could find to have all these pieces of shit dumped on and left to figure it out on their own. You want to live in a world with people that only look like you, then by all means find that place and go there. Leave the rest of us to live in a world full of beautiful diversity. It is no longer even about tolerance. It is about being a damn good person.

Just be a good, decent human being, that isn’t fucking racist.

P.S. I would normally apologize about the cursing, but I'm not sorry. Racists deserve all the fucking curse worlds in the dictionary.
Bye.

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Annual Summer BBQ

I am finding myself so behind on blog posts. I would say I’m working on it but I’ve been saying that for a while & look where we are.

One month ago today, Sean and I held our annual summer BBQ. Our house had never been so packed before. At first, I worried that we wouldn’t be able to house so many people since our house is not big by any means but it worked out really well. We rented tables and chairs to go in our backyard but it was really hot that day so it was no surprise that besides the kiddos everyone wanted to be indoors with the central air. We filled up the kiddie pool, handed out water guns and water balloons to keep the kids entertained and we found that, that was all they needed.

We also had never had so many kids in our house before and wow, did our house come alive! Let's not mention all the décor that was moved from hands reach. Every single mom in attendance had a part in moving something from our tables and it was pretty funny to watch. I won’t lie, when everyone was gone the following day I really felt the difference & became sad. Our house is so quiet on the regular and it was really nice, if for a short while, to feel our house come alive with our friends and family. Of course, after a day or two I was more than happy to sit on my couch with my décor on my tables and read a magazine in peace and quiet ;).

I really, really wanted to take some great pictures (since I didn't do so great at last year's BBQ) but once again I don't think I did too great of capturing everyone who came (you wouldn't even know my dad was there if I didn't tell you), but here are the ones I did get.

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Colleen brought me an amazing basil plant that she had been growing for two months. It was such a nice surprise!

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I already can’t wait for next year. And who knows? Maybe next year the guest list will be even bigger and I'll take proper pictures :)

Friday, August 11, 2017

My sister's wedding reception ♥

It has taken me a little while to get these pictures up because sometimes I make my own self crazy with the amount of pictures I take. Granted, I don't have to share so many of them on here but yeah ... Any who, I'm sure you already know, but uploading pictures into a blog post takes a lot of time and often times I would rather be doing something else. The thing is that I love having this blog to look back on moments, which often help me refresh my memory, so I just do it. And to be honest, I’ve never regretted it. In fact, there are some pictures/events that I just completely did not post because of pure laziness and that I regret. So, I suck it up and do it because I know that 85 year old Faith wants to know that there was a time that she wore bootay shorts ;).

I also love, love, love taking pictures. I don’t think there is any other hobby of mine that I enjoy more than this. It might seem a little strange but I truly feel like myself when I have a camera in my hands. There’s a happiness that I cannot explain when I am capturing moments and freezing them in time. I’ve been able to see something that I enjoy doing develop over the years and I basically have a time capsule on this blog that actually show me the growth in the last seven years. That’s incredible to me.

OK, moving on.

I shared my sister’s wedding ceremony about a month ago. It was a beautiful and intimate ceremony and I just loved everything about it. Two weekends after the ceremony they had a reception for family and friends. It was such a beautiful and fun celebration! My dad was a dancing machine and had us in laughter the whole day when he would battle my sister’s friends. He won, obviously. My sister and new brother were absolutely glowing and the energy of the whole day had me in such good spirits.

I remember when we were planning our wedding, the thought of not having huge flower centerpieces weighed on my mind a lot. Although we did not have Pinterest when we got married there were wedding forums like The Knot and Project Wedding and everyone was having huge flower centerpieces. In the end, we decided on short flower centerpieces and I have to say that I’m so glad we did because it saved us so much money and kept us on budget. My sister went above and beyond that and did not have any flowers! She said that they’d rather update their kitchen and bathroom and I just looked at her and said, “Man, I wish I thought like you back then”. She chose purple for her colors as a tribute for my mom and you can’t tell me that her reception was not so beautiful. It was authentic, not Pinteresty and just felt real. I don’t know but lately everything feels so curated, staged, photo-shopped and unrealistic. I don’t know when this shift happened but that weekend, I felt inspired and so proud of my sister.

OK, sorry, I got carried away. A few things I want to remember is how my dad's toast had everyone laughing so hard. My dad is seriously the funniest. My nephew and niece both decided that they wanted to do a toast and one that made me smile was my niece thanking my sister for feeding and taking care of Zach. We did a sister toast and it was nice to see my little sister get teary eyed, ha.

Here are a ton of pictures because it appears that I just might like torturing myself ;).

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They've been doing that back to back pose since they were little.
They have so many like it; just at different ages!

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My dad is the cutest man. All the heart eyes for him.

And you see the girl below. She was my best friend when we were younger but my sister (Priscilla) stole her from me.
We always joke and say that my sister was much more fun because she was the rebel.

I guess, reading those baby-sitter club books did not get me into the cool club. But it's OK, I still love you ex-bff ;)

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And my nephew. Isn't he the most handsome?
Also, when did he get so big?
If you've followed my blog since the beginning you've watched him grow up!

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We've all known each other since we were tiny people!

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Ben and P, praying that you both have a lifetime full of laughter, love and dancing! ♥

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