AUTHOR: QueenJoya TITLE: blogging from home DATE: 2/07/2006 11:36:00 PM ----- BODY:

Hello errbody out dere in blog land! dis here da Queen and Imma bloggin from home. How was your day? Mine it was fine...a little to long for comfort but I got thru it. Today I looked in the mirror and I actually looked tired. You know why I looked tired? Tis because I am tired! I promised myself that this afternoon when I got off from work that I would cook dinner eat, and take a blue pill and rest my body. As you can clearly see none of that has happened. I cooked I ate I took the boys to the mall I talked to baby before he went to work. I watched the movie Ray...I really like that movie. Today I looked at myself in the mirror and realized just how much I've abused God's temple also known as my body. I had 2 pinpoint when it all started what drove me to this condition. Now I need God to heal that area of my life. People of God I'm talking to you...when you go to war be prepared for the enemies attemps to penetrate your mind. I've never read Joyce Meyers book Battle Field of the Mind but I know without reading it's dealing with what I'm going thru. I know my few faithful readers will read this post and be like what in the hell is she talking about. You know what, it doesn't even matter. All that matters is I keep typing because the more I type the better I feel. Random thoughts overtake me sometimes. Like the other day I told myself that I was going to take out my camcorder and make 5 videos. 1 for my momma and brothers 1 for each one of my children=3 1 for the man who loves me. Messages of love and advice and happy memories and real life issues. Ya Know? And they'll be called If Should Die before I wake...remember I love you. People always say not to focus on the bad when I start talking about death. Death is a natural part of the worlds cycle. I dread it when death knocks on my families doors it almost take me with them. But it happens, so why not talk about it? My mom won't honor my wishes. I want to be cremated when I slip from time into eternity. What's wrong with that? You see what happens when I don't get enough sleep? I am tired my body is tired but I can't lye down. I tried praying but nothing is coming out. He understands. Why do I not like my supervisor? What's wrong with me. I meet people and I decide right then and there if I am going to dislike this person or befriend this person. Most people have fallen into the dislike category, so the question is what's wrong with me? Would anyone out there in blog land like to take a stab at this? My comments are always open. And what's with folks coming to my house reading my blog resting your feet on my rug and then not commenting. Dang let a sister know you ate her cornbread while she was gone, leave a note! I promise I won't bite. You know what God gives us strenght through adversity...I'm strong dangit! Why does such a great cloud of adversity and turmoil follow me. God told me Grace and Mercy will follow me all the days of my life but sometimes I think they're at the sweet shop getting some boston baked beans cause man when I look up turmoil be all up in my grill. You ever had a fight with the devil? I tell u what that demon is strong. You ever walked into a room and just felt his presence and it gave you chills? Looka hure I'm sorry momma ain't raise no punk so me and old devil fight all the time. I mean honey he gets so scared when I get down on my knees! I know the his weakness I call my Big Daddy! He trebles at the name of Jesus. I said we fight but I don't have to fight Daddy said the battle is not mine its His. How come I haven't met any black folks here? The folk where I work are so stuck up. And I have nothing against pink people one of my dearest friends is pink (but I wonder about her she actually could have been or should have been my twin sister minus he booty). They wanna feel sorry for me because of Katrina...please child I feel sorry for you! If these womens husbands left them right now they would die. If a hurricane came through here and knocked down all there stuff they would die. If one of their kids got on drugs...you guessed it they would die. They're too Steford wife-ish for me. They say they admire my strength...honey that's God. Do you know at night I ramble on like this about anything and everything and baby listens he never interrupts? He's at work right now from 9 at night til 5 the morning. He assures me that those night owl hours won't interferre with school. He's a man and he must work is what he told me with a solem look on his face, I love that man. Why is coming to terms with things so hard? And others would lead you to believe it's simple. Hmmm I beg to differ but if you say so. My baby girl is sick I gave her some meds I pray she feels better in the morning. I've been tracking my food using the points system. I still need to incorporate more fruit and veggies. I was in burger king the other day while I was on the road with the kids, I gave the girl a hundred dollar bill to pay for our food. Why did she type in I gave her 10 bucks and couldn't figure out how much money she actually owed me, she asked for a calculator I mean I'm NO MATH wizard but dammit you owe me 83.56. I politely told her sweetie you owe me 83.56 her manager looked at me and rolled her eyes. I was like yeah your dumb ass probably hired her. I couldn't get out the door quick enough before I told my babies to STAY IN SCHOOL. Baby will read this blog in the morning and gone be like I'm buying you that pool table TODAY! Just some ole random stuff that rolls around the head of the Queen. Peace and Blessings

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