He Wrote She Wrote ... The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

"It’s never the changes we want that change everything."

Forty One Years To Life ... Aging BlaQ

Aging BlaQ: Shriveling Ovaries: The New Mating Call

I'm a believer in animal instinct. I believe that as humans we were all born with innate responses and reactions to people and situations. Most of the time, we can't quite put our finger on why this response happens, but if we go with our instinct, we can all rest assured that we'll end up on the good side of that particular situation.

Lately, since I've turned 30, I've had conversations with men about life/love/& the pursuit of the draws. I could try to explain them, but there's no explaining this isht!

Example #1

Rick Ross

Him: "Do you want kids some day?"

Kari

Me: "Maybe. I definitely want the option."

Rick Ross

Him: "Well let me know when I can give a donation."

Kari

Me: "A donation?"

Rick Ross

Him: "Yeah, if you want kids, I can donate to the cause."

---silence---

Kari

Me: "Well, I appreciate the offer, but I'm gon' have to pass on that one."

Rick Ross

Him: "Oh, no problem. I try to help when I can." 

Example #2

Corporate Thug

Him: "So how did your interview go?"

Kari

Me: "I think it went well - they seemed impressed."

Corporate Thug

Him: "Well, congratulations are in order!"

Kari

Me: "Why? That was just the first interview. I don't know if I made the 2nd round."

Corporate Thug

Him: "You said they were impressed."

Kari

Me: "Yeah."

Corporate Thug

Him: "I'm just saying. If I'm grooming you to have my babies in a couple of years. I want to make sure you get a job you like."

Kari

Me: "What the fck, man?"

Corporate Thug

Him: "Oh, sorry."

Now, instinct has CLEARLY ruled on both of these individuals. But I'm not here to talk about my instinct, I'm here to talk about male instinct.

Where am I going with this? Walk with me, please...

The one thing that I was never able to adequately explain to my male friends is the dire situation and vulnerable state a childless, single woman finds herself at the age of 30+. Maybe if I used the words "mental and physical anguish", that would better describe how 30 signifies the beginning of the end for some women. Granted, I don't want to be pregnant; nor am I scheming to poke holes in condoms to get a baby... And no, playboy, I am not accepting donations for your illegitimate kids that you have no intention of raising... But I do hear the faint shriveling of my ovaries and eggs (it sounds like a crumbled up paper bag) along with the tick-tock of the old biological clock. The clock is loud but the shriveling isn't. The shriveling makes me sad... I digress.

As the last of my friends turn the big 3-0, it has been quite interesting to see how they have dealt with the pressure. One vowed to give up her bi-sexual lifestyle for the promise of kids and a husband with her ex-con ex-boyfriend (a sure catch). One vowed to keep the punani under wraps until the engagement ring pulls those dusty panties down. Still another gave up all her side-dudes to wait for the Lord to send her the soul-mate she was promised (ok, that was me). Yet, we all have come to our senses (somewhat) and realized that life does not end at 30.

So, I say all that to say this... I believe that men are capable of hearing the shriveling of eggs spoiling and ovaries singing the fat-lady blues. I don't know that it looks like desperation or the wave of a white flag on the battlefield, but I do believe that they know when we are ready to have babies. Now, you will most definitely have to weed through the people who make plans for your uterus without you (see example #2), but instinct should help with all that.

Something happened on the way to 30

Weight Watchers called "We have the solution"

Something happened on the way to 30

The switch in my hips turned into a limp

Something happened on the way to 30

The pretty complexion became mole central

(Party up in here! Moles stay #winning!)

Something happened on the way to 30

Afternoons spent thinking "Did I take my medication?"

Something happened on the way to 40

I finally stopped caring about my age...

The End. Happy Birthday, Brian. :-)

Kari

He Said, She Said … The Blog World

 “I feel the blog world has changed and become a little too impersonal at times.” - Ms. Nikks

He Wrote She Wrote ... Shame

"It seems to me that nothing is more painful than a sense of shame that overwhelms you and afflicts the soul. This pain may not even be your fault, but it can still be very acute. It hurts more when you know that there is no natural process, as in the body, whereby the pain will go away. You have to relieve it with your own strength of will, your own discipline, and determination. I had been hurt many times in fights, but nothing equaled the pain I felt at not being able to read. The pain from fighting went away in time. The shame I felt would not go away." Huey P. Newton - Revolutionary Suicide

Ho' Is Short For Honey

A poem by Chrissy Davis ... You Say Potatoe, I Say Potato

You see a whore

I see a woman

Someone's daughter, lost and broken

Not knowing how to find her way home

~ In The Face of Indigo

He Wrote, She Wrote ... Revolutionary Suicide

Revolutionary suicide does not mean that I and my comrades have a death wish; it means just the opposite. We have such a strong desire to live with hope and human dignity that existence without them is impossible. When reactionary forces crush us, we must move against these forces, even at the risk of death. We will have to be driven out with a stick. ~ Huey P.Newton

He Wrote, She Wrote ... A Rumble in VA

A Rumble in V.A by Rayven Skyy

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

A Rumble in V.A. is one of my first urban fiction read(s). It started well and held my interest throughout, enough that I finished it over a long weekend. Clever plot leads to an explosive ending as we follow "Milk" and his turbulent relationship with his girlfriend turned wife Sabrina through the Tidewater of VA. Lust, betrayal, invalid truths, greed ... it's all about the takeover.

If love is blind then lust has twenty/twenty vision.

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He Wrote, She Wrote ... Devil in the Mist

Detective Zack Monstar The scene, the shots and the blood ------ It was like deja vu. No matter how he tried, remnants of his past always caught up with him. Flashing bulbs snapped him back, and he could see himself in the next day's paper, head down, sitting beside the body, with the headline 'Black Youth Dies at the hands of police.'

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Be happy, but when times are bad consider; God has made the one as well as the other.

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"Depending on others for your relevance is quite sad. Is your personality not worthy to stand alone? Rent a rock. Live under it. :-)"

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He Said, She Said ... Peer Pressure

 

"Peer Pressure is never the way to go with me. I'm my own person and I do things my way. If you don't get that, then u don't know me."

~ S.

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He Wrote, She Wrote ... Swelling & Pride

When swelling and pride come, then emptiness and shame come also, but with the humble [ those who are lowly, who have been pruned or chiseled by trial, and renounce self ] are skillful and godly Wisdom and soundness. God ~ The Bible, Proverbs 11:2 [AMP]