Who Am I, Part Deux

So I'm 30. Yeah, rah rah. And as a belated birthday gift (I guess), I get this in the mail... an official record of final adoption decree. Official. On some old school carbon paper typed on a typewriter. With a judge's signature. In blue ink.

Okay. So Nosey McNosey dials 411 and gets a phone number for the attorney listed on the form. He calls me back, and after I explained the situation, he said that he no longer had records from that far back. **sigh** Great. Okay, so I called the circuit court and they were able to find my actual file **gasp** BUT... IT'S SEALED. So now I have to get a court order to have it unsealed so I can find out what chickenhead woman gave birth to my crazy ass.

Damn the bureaucracy!

Well We're Movin On Up

Well... if 30 is the new 20, then what's 37? Ah, who cares? Anyway... I have resorted to being one of the those people who doesn't blog but once in a blue moon. They just post the occasional photograph of how they're spending their lives and hope that it'll be enough for the blogger bullies. **sigh** Well, screw it. Here are a few shots of how I spent Sunday night. It was the 40th anniversary of my church, and we had a formal dinner with Vickie Winans. Yall know how we love getting dressed up to go somewhere :) Enjoy.

The Bishop in his Sunday best

30**yawn**Y.O.

This does not bode well. 12:44 a.m. and only two phone calls, one blog comment.

Not well at all.

Mother's Day

Not long ago, a fellow blogger said something that resonated with me. I don't remember who it was (I'm sorry!), but know that I got this from you.

Today is my Mother's Day. September 18. Four years ago today I started a journey that I didn't know I needed to take. A journey of self reliance, responsibility, and maturity. I wish that that there had been more than one set of footprints in the sand of that journey. Just one more set of narrow size 8's to steer me in the right direction. But that's not how I was meant to travel. So... here I am, four years later.

Seems like yesterday that I opened my eyes to that gloomy, windy, rain-soaked morning. Yesterday when, for the slightest instant, I convinced myself that the preceding year had been a terrible dream. Yesterday too when I realized that it had not in fact been a dream. Yesterday when I closed my eyes whole and opened them incomplete. But it wasn't yesterday.

2003. 2007. Four days before my birthday. The day my life changed forever. But this year there's a tiny bit of hope in Mother's Day. I'm almost 30. Didn't think I would make it here after that day. But I did. And she knew I would.

Happy Mother's Day.

**Ahem**

Dear Blogger Family,

Hear ye, hear ye: five more days until my 30th birthday!!!!!!! While I realize that it is shameless begging for me to solicit happy birthday wishes, can you guys see to it that I get at least one **in my teensy tiny whiny voice**??

Thanks,
Management

Wedding Bells

Oh dear... I find myself slipping into that oblivion again where I'm not blogging for days at a time. Well, I went to a wedding this weekend of a family friend, and I KNOW how much you guys love weddings (well, I know how much Jameil loves weddings!), so... here are a few pictures of the experience. And yes, Blogger Bully, I DO realize that this is not acceptable to take the place of what you would call a REAL blog entry. But I'm working tonight, tomorrow, and Wednesday night, so you're bound to get something out of that, okay? Smooches!!!

I just love sepia photographs... they make me feel so sophisticated! This is a shot of me and Bishop at the cocktail hour before the reception


Oh yall know this stunner... I went TO WORK on this one!!!


Yes, yes... that is the taco meat of one, Carl "Summer Rain" Thomas

Read A Book

Raise your kid, raise your kids, raise your goddam kids, though??? Wear deoderant, nigga? It's called Speadstick, it's not expensive? I'm sorry Stace, but I had heard about this and just couldn't resist posting it on my blog too in the event that one person might not have seen it on yours.

**sigh**

And that is all.

WOW!!!!!!

Can someone PLEASE tell me how to post a video link to this blog because I have something that you ABSOLUTELY must see in order to take another breath. My linesister emailed it to me and it is in the format of holdinitdown.wmv so I can see it via Windows Media.

Maybe if you just open your Internet browser and type that in, you'll be able to watch it too.

It will make your LIFE!!!!

Louis Vuitton Luggage

"It's not fair that you met a person like me."

I agree. I've had enough bad stuff in my life. I don't want to argue anymore. I don't want to yell anymore. I don't want to cry anymore. And to be honest, your baggage is a little heavy for me.