Sharon M Rainey

I know this book was written by a man but it is like a gospel to me. I have heard about this book for years. I never took the time to purchase and read it. This year I have been wrestling with my 2011 plans and I almost backed out when my manager told me he had a book. He brought in The Alchemist 3 months ago and I not only devoured the book in one sitting. I am rereading it this time around taking my time and meditating on all that I have read. I have decided to step out and follow my plans. If you have never read this book . . . Get it.

Last night, I was on Facebook/Twitter (I keep them open in separate windows all 4 accounts) when I saw a friend post on Facebook she just read Teena Marie died. I popped open my twitter page and wrote something like Teena Marie died???? Then I went to Google and didn't see anything about it. So, I left a comment on the friends post that asked was it a news source or gossip source. She said the radio station she listens to in Philly posted it. Back on twitter there was a debate of whether it was true or not. Then someone tweeted Ron Isley said she died. I still wanted to see a link to an actual news source. But when Shelia E tweeted it and said they just took the body. I believed it. Why? She is Shelia E. Soon, it was breaking news. At the young age of 54, Teena Marie had passed. Last night, I played a Teena Marie tribute. Her death really made me sad. Not because she is a celebrity. I know that people tend to get caught up in celebrities death as if we knew them but for another rea...

This is the only picture that I have of my mother. For some reason Blogger won't let me put the bigger view up. Anyway, I was 7 when this was taken. My sister 3 and my brother 4. Before I go any further, look at my brother's high water suit and black laces. I died 4 times looking at them. *dead *revived *dead . . 6 times. Not too long after this photo was taken my mother quit coming around. See, she would be around then, go back to her family then, come back. Finally, after years she left my father and her children for good. Well, she did come and try to get me once but, that is another story. See how she is holding my hand (also we the only ones smiling cause . . cause we sitting together and holding hands)? I was always her favorite. I tease my brother and sister about it. They act like they don't care . . they do. I know that is so mean to do to children who don't really remember their mother. Oh well, sometimes I can't help it. They grown now they will survive...

If you don't mind sending me your home address VIA EMAIL . . and if you send it before Friday December 17th. and if you like Christmas music . . . I would like to send you a little gift from me to you. thetrueurbanqueen@hotmail.com I reserve the right to reject any one I want to !!!

On Saturday, December 11, 2010 my son and his classmates competed in the Ballroom Dancing Competition Fall 2010 Semi-Finals. Here is how it all began. . . Earlier, this year my son came home and told me that instead of having gym, him and the entire 5th grade at his school would be learning ballroom dance. He was quite unhappy. Fast forward two weeks, he comes home saying, "Dance with me Mommy." The ballroom dancing seemed to have quickly grown on him. In November, the school held a presentation for the parents in the school gym. There was so much cuteness watching those "babies" dancing. My son did well not a professional by any means but, hey they/he had only been doing it for two months. When we were at the presentation, the instructor explained to us that 6 couples (12 children) would be chosen to represent the school in the competition. Honestly, I knew my son was not one of the chosen. Fast forward a few weeks later, I received a call my son was one of the you...