It’s the day that I spend time looking back on the year that’s passed and today I’m visiting old blog posts to guide me down memory lane. Here are my top 10 posts of the year. Thank you for taking time out of your busy lives to read about mine, I wish you a wonderful 2012.
10) We came, we saw, we shuffled. This was about Hubby and I’s Shamrock Shuffle Race. I still smile when I think how he carried me across the … Read more ...
Sitting here, watching the ripples on the lake outside the window. It’s quiet. Gloriously quiet. I wish I could bottle up this moment of peace and uncork it whenever I needed.
I’m at a friend’s cabin in Door County. Well, he’s actually my hubby’s friend, but still. I feel like he’s given me a slice of serenity. I can hear nothing of my life back home. There’s no planes flying above, cars whizzing by, cell phone chiming with texts, Twitter chirping, cooing of my little … Read more ...
I got the email on a Monday. It was an invitation to be a guest on a nationally syndicated morning radio show to talk about my piece on The Huffington Post. Ack!
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I can do a live Q&A on train derailments, workplace shootings, multi-vehicle pile-ups and other breaking death and destruction. But talk live about my frustrations with white folks?
Gulp. Aiight.
I grilled the producer on the KD Bowe Morning Show’s format. Is the whole thing live? Will … Read more ...
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 ...
There’s big things brewing in the She’sWrite world. Today I had my first post released on The Huffington Post.
I’m quite excited and nervous about it. It’s about my conflicted emotions of perpetually being a brown girl in a mostly white neighborhood. Or like I put it in the piece: “My on-again-off-again relationship with white people.”
A friend of mine said it was brave to write so honestly, but I didn’t even think about that, I just kind of… wrote. I still don’t think … Read more ...