I really thought that I was prepared. After my mother died, I planned to clean out my mother's house. I knew before she died that it was going to be my job to do, regardless of our estrangement. I also knew that her surviving relatives were going to give me problems. Mom's relatives, particularly her … Continue reading The Process
I am a native Philadelphian and all-the-way Black. On the heels of the latest racial unrest, I need to throw in my two cents. I am not a millennial; therefore, I can take Starbucks or leave it. I would miss the Passion Tea, but I could totally stay out of a place where employees decide … Continue reading “[Breathing] While Black”
I regret to announce the death of my mother, Geneva McKelton (72), which was pronounced on February 28, 2018. Funeral arrangements are in progress.
I wanted to try my hand at making funnel cake. Sounds simple and fun, right? Went through many recipes on Pinterest. Found the right one. Got my ingredients. Made the batter. Turned out perfectly. Felt very proud. Heated the oil. That's where it went wrong. I checked that the oil was hot (wooden spoon method). … Continue reading Funnel Cake Fail!
...till your well runs dry." My mother used to say that a lot, usually about a relationship that just ended. I would say it whenever someone cut me loose without realizing how good to them I've really been. Today, I'm saying it after a very frustrating weekend, trying in vain to boot up my trusty … Continue reading “You Don’t Miss Your Water….
