Wordless Wednesdays: Warning Signs from Bermuda
I found it amusing that I first noticed this sign as I was leaving the beach.
Monthly Archives: October 2011
One Year Later: My First Marathon
*I wrote this Oct. 22, 2006
When I crossed the starting line, I was terrified and wondered “What in the hell am I doing?” It was very cold with wind chills in the mid-to upper- 30s and a little drizzle here and there on the course.
But the only chills I got was from hearing the crowds cheer, especially because I shamelessly had my name plastered in big yellow letters across the front of my black shirt. (A friend of mine gave me … Read more ...
… I Think I Want To Run A Marathon
*I wrote this on Oct. 15, 2005.
Are you there God? It’s me… Melanie… and I think I want to run a marathon.
Yes, a marathon. A 26.2-mile, life-changing journey. The grueling feat that has claimed lives, millions of hamstrings and probably billions of toe nails. I don’t know why, I just have a yearning to do it. Well, to try to do it. I’ve been running off and on for two years. Usually just one or two three-mile runs a month. Then in … Read more ...
Back on The Huffington Post Talking About Being Black
I find it intriguing that I’m blogging for The Huffington Post’s BlackVoices section. Largely because I don’t see myself as someone who talks a lot about race.
When they asked if I wanted to write for them, I was like really? Me? Though I do talk frankly about my life, which obviously would include events and thoughts shaped by the color of my skin. Nevertheless, I find The Huffington Post experience quite fascinating. My first post about my on-again-off-again relationship with white people garnered a … Read more ...
Steve Jobs, We Thank You
After dinner it’s my 4-year-old’s TV time and when I turned it on, I read the headline on CNN: Apple’s Steve Jobs Dies.
Logan loves is iTouch.
“Wow!” I say.
“What is it Mommy?”
I wonder if I should tell him. We’ve already had many conversations about death, so why not?
“Steve Jobs died.”
“Who’s that?”
“Oh.” We both sit silently. He’s watching me and I’m watching CNN, though I can almost hear the wheels in his head … Read more ...