nobody mimics my style ’cause i don’t have any. but if they did i would be both flattered and annoyed as hayle.

i’ve been reading a lot of things by blacks criticizing blacks, and as much as i am in the amen corner on the one hand, i’m tired of the isht. all this preaching to the choir to affirm one’s status in the not-messed-up-black-people club is played and petty. oh – and maybe some of us have forgotten that reagan was really big on the whole blame the “welfare queen” mentality, and that’s why some of us middle class black women still get looked at that way by people.

honestly i am happy for my friends’ good fortunes, but most of the time all their good fortunes does is make me want mine. when my girlfriends do well it makes me want better for myself that much more. i don’t begrudge them their stuff – i just work harder and put more pressure on myself to get my own. i guess that sounds a bit like jacking somebody’s style or keeping up with the joneses… it’s not though. i don’t want the same stuff, i just want my own. there’s a lot of “be patient, everybody has their own walk, what God has for is you is for you” going on in my head when a friend shares good news and i’m squealing with joy and buying presents or congratulations cards.

Thankfully, I have very few commenters and the ones I do have add nothing but value. I love them!

I have never tried to copy someone’s style exactly … but if I get something similar it’s not because I’m lazy or crazy … I just don’t think I’ve identified a style of my own, so every now and then I need help. In my next life, I’m hiring a stylist.

When my true friends “hit the jackpot”, yeah, I celebrate right along with them.

ICream of the crop people stand out, and not because they are always telling you about their creamy goodness. LOLOL.