My Life, Your Laughs

Okay so… today I attended a luncheon for the Dallas Bar Association with Dawn, which is always an eventful time. Well, Dawn attended some meeting that didn’t strike my interest at all so I attended the Judicial Candidates Forum. I’m not going to go into the forum because that’s not what I’m here to talk about, but I will say this- some of them could use a few lessons in public speaking…. anyways.

After the forum, OF COURSE someone at my table brought up President Obama’s support for same-sex marriage. Do you know this woman had the nerve to say “you aren’t really a Christian if you support Obama’s statement yesterday” …..wait… WHAT?! I’m pretty sure my salvation that I am 100% certain about begs to differ. See?! This is the mess I’m talking about. When Christians make statements like that, it is SUCH a strong setback for all of us as believers. If someone nearby were a non-believer, on the fence about Christianity, or a homosexual you’ve either offended someone or pushed them away from our faith. The Bible tells us to come just as we are- God loves us JUST. AS. WE. ARE. So who are you to say that someone isn’t good enough because of their sexual orientation? Who are you to say that someone is morally uncouth because they support homosexual rights rather than practicing hate?

A little over 4 decades ago MY people were in what seemed to be a never ending battle to overcome the obstacles of racism and attain the equality that was allocated to us in the Declaration of Independence. You know… “we hold these truths to be self evident that ALL men are created equal?” It doesn’t end with “unless they’re homosexual or black” It ends with “equal” PERIOD. Just as my black Americans had the right to all forms of equality, homosexuals have those same rights. People acknowledge that race isn’t chosen, it’s inherent- well, you can argue all you want about it but I believe that the same applies to homosexuality. NO ONE chooses to be amongst a minority group that is a constant target of criticism, persecution, and abuse. Until you’ve been in the shoes of that group which is persecuted, you cannot relate to them. As much as I love the gays, I can’t relate to the struggles they’ve been through. I feel for them, I’ve cried for them, I pray for their happiness; but me personally, I can only attest to what I’ve suffered at the hands of racism and it isn’t fun.

So lemme cut this off- STOP JUDGING PEOPLE!!! You don’t know anymore about a person than they allow you to know. What someone believes, supports, or does is NONE of your business. Like I said on twitter yesterday: Let’s say same-sex marriage does gain legality in all states. THEN WHAT?! Is your life suddenly changed for the worse? Are you going to die a tortured death, feeling that you live in the modern day Sodom and Gomorrah? Are you really that adversely affected? NO!! If Kim Kartrash can get married and divorced in 72 days, if idiots in Vegas can get drunk, married, and annulled within the shortest of time frames, then daggone it, my roommates should be able to get married if that’s a decision they reach later. I love my gaybies and they deserve the same happiness that I am allowed by law. Alright… I’m done.

peace, love, and keep it fxcking fabulous

xoxo BB

Since the office is quiet this morning, I was pretty quick to hop on facebook and I saw a video about “3 reasons you can’t get or keep a man.”  (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CbXGWOba-C4&feature=share) WELL I figured it would either 1) crack me up and give me some energy or 2) present one of those ‘a-ha’ moments and help me see some things more clearly. Well it opened my eyes in a lot of ways. First and foremost, I allowed myself to get so busy with working three jobs, ballet, going to pole class, and attempting to still enjoy life, that I let go of what was most important- my prayer life that had been improving. I stopped my devotions in the morning because I’m tired, I stopped praying as I drive because I’m usually frustrated in traffic, and I don’t really take lunch breaks at the firm so that eliminates my mid-day devotion. Yes, working 26 consecutive days can be tiring and wear you down, but I guarantee that had I kept my prayer schedule the same, I would not have had the stressful two weeks that I’ve had.

Recently, I was talking to a guy that meant so so much to me and out of nowhere our communication ended. It hurt a lot and it was difficult to come to grips with. I wondered if I had done something wrong specifically or if I had been doing something wrong all along. Similar to what Willie addresses as number two in the video, I realized that since I had him around, I wasn’t praying for him as often or in the same manner. He’s a godly man, he loves his family, and I thought it was a beautiful thing. Of course, when things seem like they’re going well, you forget to pray for them to stay that way. Maybe it just wasn’t meant to be, and it is what it is, but I have to do better about becoming complacent with my prayer life- be it for myself or others.

Yesterday it was brought to my attention (not in a rude way) that I “don’t have that many Jesus tweets” and I realized how right it was. I mean, I don’t want to do the Bible thumping, super preachy, overwhelmed by the Gospel thing on twitter, but I’ve been so tired/stressed lately that I’ve done more whining than praising and praying. Yes, I have three jobs, but some people have none. Yes, I’m beyond tired, but I have a bed to go home to every night. Yes, my relationship with my family has been rough lately, but we’re all in pretty good health and we’re still here. Point is, I can’t get so consumed in everything I’m doing for me that I stop living for God and being thankful for what I do have. I don’t want anyone to have any questions or doubts when it comes to my love for the Lord. Yeah, I’m going back to working nightlife and I take pole dancing classes (as a workout and there’s no correlation with me working at night)…. If you’re narrow minded enough to let that make or break how you think I am as a person, then your opinion means nothing to me. I don’t associate with people who can’t think outside of the box, and I’m not affected by their opinions either. I have some work to do and changes to make, but I’m glad I realize it. It could be worse, but hey, I’m not perfect.

Philippians 4:6 “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 7 And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”

xoxo

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I WAS LIKE:

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I genuinely got ready to start with “this negro” and immediately thought of “Sh… bougie black girls say” and died laughing….  *** http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C-zNhpOUelY ***

Went out with my pole sisters Saturday and don’t you know this negro had the nerve to hollar at the WHOLE crew!? I thought to myself, “he’s one of those mass texters” and cracked up a lil bit.

One of my girls had her lil heart broken and found a “text buddy,” as we call it, in another attractive young man. Clearly, kudos to her. Well lo and behold, this negro is still actively hollaring at one of our friends… who’s already talking to somebody else. SO many games?!

At a previous place of employment, one of the police officers called himself interested in multiple women that worked there. He tried to reconvene the hollary but all of us have the stuck on stank face because we’re preeeeetty sure he’s married. Real ignant.

And you gotta love finding the courage to express your feelings to someone and not getting a response… not even a, “bye Felicia.” I’m gonna yall to dooooo better! Glad we can all laugh about this foolishness- hopefully you can too. k hollaaaaarrrrr <3

So um… maybe it’s because I’ve heard these two questions and this statement elicited entirely too many times recently, but I just had to go ahead and put this out there. Ready? Okay, here we go.

1) You look tired.
In my opinion, there is no greater way to offend and tear down a woman any quicker than saying the aforementioned phrase. Maybe you mean it to be sympathetic, but it’s so difficult to accept that way.  For instance, you say, “aw. you look tired” but I hear, “Jesus, Micaela, who hit you in the face with a sack of nickels?”

2) Why do you want to go to law school/are you sure you want to go to law school?
I know some people are very cynical when it comes to lawyers- it’s understandable. But one thing I need everyone to keep in mind is that I have no plans of being: an ambulance chaser, a dirty defense attorney, or (after working at this firm) a family lawyer. I want to go into the protection of human rights. I don’t want to merely be an advocate, because I really want to work for the International Criminal Court, therefore I’ll need my juris doctorate- maybe even my Master of Laws degree, who knows! Point is: everybody chill TF out! I got this lol

3) Why are you single?!
Jesus, be a fence… Yes, I have been single for a while. NO, it’s not because I’m playing any kind of games- I may or may not have terrible skills in judgment with men or just extremely unrealistic optimism when it comes to love. Hell, I don’t know. But I do know, that my love life, or lack thereof, should not be up for debate and I plan to save all Q&A energy for my pageant in September—- shameless plug: Miss Black Texas pageant, the weekend of September 23… come see me, I’m Miss Fort Worth :) —— anyway. I dislike being single just as much as yall love asking me about it, so just know that when the right one comes, the right things will happen; until then, I’ll just keep with ballet and pole dancing to keep my mind occupied. OH! And I’ll keep posting pole recordings on my youtube channel: Msw9451.

That’s all I have for today. hollaaaarrrrrr

okay so… I’ve been annoyed as shxt all week. Initially a person pissed me off, now everything is pissing me off…

Don’t get me wrong, I love working at the law office but the ambiguity of my tasks is starting to make me crazy. I’m one of those people that doesn’t like to stop doing one thing to do something else. Incomplete tasks make me crazy because I have a kind of awful attention span. Well when I’m here, Dawn will give me a stack of papers to fax, copy, file, locate, etc… then in the middle she’ll give me a real assignment that has to be done right then… then she’ll give me banking information to process then take to whichever banks are necessary. One particular task has been necessary to prove that a certain client doesn’t have an addiction to Rx drugs. This calls for me going through 6 years of doctor’s notes, visit information, and every Rx he’s had filled and put it into a spreadsheet. It’s taking for fxcking ever!! Still working on it now but Dawn’s in a conference so I figure I’d have time to do it without interruptions- nope. Our receptionist went into a conference so now I’m on the phones too. Then during Dawn’s conference, she needed me make copies aaaaand refill coffee cups. Typing this is obviously another setback but I just felt like getting this out. k that’s all… back to crazytown