Category Archives: Life Happens

Marital lessons

My husband and i were having a disagreement the other day. He began pressing my buttons. I was getting frustrated. I would come back day what I needed to say, educate him, and he would come back with a sarcastic remark. He does this from time to time to get a reaction out of me. He finds it funny. He knows I have a short fuse.
But I love my husband.
So this time around I decided I will not spazz out. I will be the bigger person. As much as he almost brought me to the point of wanting to give him some sweet chin music, and
put him in a sharp shooter. ( wrestling reference).
He continued.
So i decided to be quiet.
End the war of words. (No one was cussing, if that’s what your thinking).
The war of words is that battle to see who gets the last word in.
So I stay quiet.
Cross my arms in front of me.
I pouted. Yes I pouted like my two year old would.
As in pouting he keeps going, as he keeps going all I’m thinking, “i so want to give him the mandible claw. (Google mankind mandible claw WWE; Mick Foley mandible claw, mr socko wwe).
Again wrestling reference. ( let me explain I grew up watching wrestling).
As I’m enjoying the view of me presumptuously giving my husband whom I love dearly the mandible claw to shut him up, I hear my six year old giggling.
He found the whole thing amusing.
We all started laughing.
How ridiculous we must have looked.
We forgave one another as nothing ever happened.
Some things are not worth being mad about. Laughter is usually they medicine to offset anger. Sometimes what we are angry about are petty.
Sometimes the best solution really is to laugh it out.
We had our difference of opinions, we had our little Tiff, yet at the end of the whole 15 minutes of the whole situation, we spent 10 of them laughing.
God diffused the situation.
We both realized how foolish we were.
We went home.
We enjoyed our time as a family.
To be quiet honest, I don’t even remember what got us there. That shows me that subject was not even worthy, we had no reason to fuss, the mere fact that we both suddenly have a case of amnesia is merely reason enough for me to say, God it wasn’t worn it. It wasn’t even worth remembering. An insignificant moment disagreement, where the only thing we can remember is the laughing.
Love each other, live with one another in peace, Laugh more. Fight less.

​ Catcalling while with Children.

Catcalling while with Children.
I boycotted a Barber I used to take my son to get his hair cut because of catcalls by the other Barbers at the facility.
So I know the owner and have addressed my concerns with him.
I felt uncomfortable taking my son there.
I felt (and still feel uncomfortable) when I walk pass by.
Don’t get me wrong the owner of is amazing, nice and humble.
I can’t say the same for the other guys.
During the summer months a group of young men who hang out in front of the property.
They cat call any female, regardless of age.
They tried this with me while on my way to the barber to get his hair cut.
I entered, told the owner, he claimed he would talk to them, and I told him I would seek services elsewhere.
A few weeks later I witnessed them catcalling other females whom were passing by, again I was with my son walking home. They made lewd comments as women passed by, if a female would ignore them they would insult them. Call them derogatory names. So again, I reported it to the owner, again he claimed he would address them.
These employees went from cat calling women and girls to harassing city workers.
One evening, not too long after the Eric Garner situation, a Traffic agent was walking buy giving tickets to vehicles double parked. One of the individuals from the Barber had the vehicle double parked out side the establishment. When they saw that the Traffic Agent was writing up the ticket, They came out, yelled derogatory remarks, dis respected him, ripped up the ticket, and threatened him. They amp’ed up people whom were walking by whom also joined this parade of slander. I quickly reported the establishment to the Management of the Building, The precinct and the Owner.
I am all for the supporting the BLM, because black lives do matter, as a mother of two black boys, I fear for their future and hope that change can be made where their lives will be looked as valuable as one of a white person, or even an officer.
These men, are not activists, they were not stepping up to the agent in defense to any injustice.  They were illegally double parked, were upset, threw in some slurs, slang, and got those riled up as if that agent started.  I can honestly say that agent was doing his job.  This wasn’t about a movement it was about some idiot being just that, an idiot.
As of today 2 of the 4 troublemakers are no longer working there.
The 2 that remain continue to cat call.
the 2 that remain continue to be disrespectful.
I’ve confronted them when they try cat calling me.
I am a mother of two, a wife, a respectable woman, a church going woman, I do not condone disrespect in any fashion. whether it is disrespecting me, or another person.
In general, when confronted with Cat calling, sometimes I ignore it, sometimes I say something. Sometimes I remind them I am with child and this is not the attention I seek nor a behavior i condone my child to witness. when I am with my children I grill them.
When I am alone I say something and give my two cents.
People should just learn to respect others, look if you think someone is attractive, look, observe, keep your comments to yourself.  There is no need to make anyone uncomfortable.  I get it your have your right to free speech.  I have a right to file a sexual harassment complaint for making me feel uncomfortable, for being disrespectful.
Gone are the days of empathy, class and respect.


Revelation 3:2-3 ESV / 39 helpful votes Wake up, and strengthen what remains and is about to die, for I have not found your works complete in the sight of my God. Remember,
then, what you received and heard. Keep it, and repent. If you will not
wake up, I will come like a thief, and you will not know at what hour I
will come against you.
Stay woke.
Stay awake.
Be alert.
We need to be woke.
Is this a new trendy word being use because of Netflix’s new mini series?
No, stay woke has been used for quite some time.
We need to open up our eyes, see what is going on, we need to all stay woke.
We as a people have been awake from some time.
Many have led efforts towards equality.
Many have led efforts to end discrimination.
Many have led peace efforts.
Many have led efforts to education others on cultural sensitivies.
Many have their eyes wide shut.
Many do not understand this concept of “Woke”, “staying Woke” living a life “woke.
To many this is all brand new.
The Oxford Dictionary Defines woke as:
US informal
Alert to injustice in society, especially racism.
‘we need to stay angry, and stay woke’
‘does being woke mean I have to agree with what all other woke folks say should be done about issues in the black community?’
‘the West Coast has the wokest dudes’
So to make this a bit more interesting, I went to Urban dictionary and pulled some of the many samples they have in the event anyone is interested in reading.
Being Woke means being aware.. Knowing whats going on in the community
(Relating to Racism and Social Injustice)
Person 1: Stop bringing racism into everything
Person 2 : Your clearly not woke
Although an incorrect tense of awake, a reference to how people should be aware in current affairs.
“While you are obsessing with the Kardashians, there are millions of homeless in the world. STAY WOKE”
Getting woke is like being in the Matrix and taking the red pill. You
get a sudden understanding of what’s really going on and find out you
were wrong about much of what you understood to be truth.
being aware of the social. and political environments regarding all demographics and socio-economic standings.
After seeing that someone is completely clueless to the latest political mess:
Me: I can’t believe she doesn’t know what’s going on, or why it’s a problem. She is so not woke.
Being awake and actually living. Not being a sleepwalker and going thru
life like a zombie. Actually chasing your dreams and living your life
how you want by being enlightened and awake to opportunity
We are living in times where things are getting worse by the day.
Racism and racial tensions are at an alltime high.
WE are living in times of fear.
The media mass produces fear.
We are also living in times where people are tired of nothing getting done.
Nothing solving the problems.
No realistic solutions to re-stabilize the nation.
Loss of hope for real equality for all regardless of race, skin, heritage etc.
Now to my passage in Romans. The same way I am asking all to be civicially woke.
We need to be spiritually “woke”.
We need to open our eyes, education ourselves, spiritually arm oneselves and be “woke”.
We need to be ready.
Armour’s up.
Knowledge up.
Filled with Faith.
We need to be spiritually woke.
#black lives matter
#stay woke
#been woke
Father God, we are living in some very trying times. Political Correctness is at an all time high and an all time low. There is no respect for authority, no respect for humanity, people are numb to the going so f the world. Many are accepting things that are not approved by you. I myself have fallen victim of being numb, accepting things I ought not accept. I ask for forgiveness. I ask for mercy. I ask that this numb feeling go away. Dear Lord I pray that the world and the going so f the world improves. I pray that we are not only socially, culturally woke, but spiritually woke as well.

Drip, drop, Mta Flops

Drip, drop

Drip, drip, drop.

Inhale slowly.

Exhale slowly.



Hot air in.




Hot air out.




Do you hear it?



Making money off our sweat.

Transporting us in a portable sauna.

How dare you demand more money from us!

How dare you demand and provide less service.

These conditions are deplorable.

At least today I have a seat.




No more dripping now we are splashing.





Stand clear.

Doors opening.

Heat wave entering.

Heat wave exiting.

Could barely breathe.

Slow controlled breaths.

I can make it.







Fix these conditions.

What a huge flop.

Please fix these conditions.

Before I drop.

Tourist Dance

As a native New Yorker I am used to the crowds, used to the sites, used to the visitors.  What I could never get used to is the sudden stops, the not paying attention, the collisions that almost happen.  We operate here on a whole other time schedule than the rest of the world it seems.  New Yorkers we are always on the go. So to help prevent the collisions with the tourists whom are not paying attention to their surroundings in awe and mesmerized by our beautiful city, we have a dance just for you.

Tourist Dance
The city that never sleeps.

Oh how I love thee.

The thought of leaving you makes me weep.

Your gentle and embracing vibes.

There’s so much to do here and so much to see.

From all over the word many come with their tribes.
Our streets are packed,

People everywhere.

And when they are here we are sure to act.

They are here and they are there.

Lord there’s people everywhere.
Us natives have this special dance.

So that walking we do not clash.

As soon as we see it within that first glance.

We get it started in a flash.

We zig,

We zag,

We do a little jig.

We zag,

We zig,

We do a so with some swag.
We dab left.

Sharp right.

We do it with so much zest.

We dab right.

We swing left.

We avoid you with all our might.
Our dance for you is one of a kind.

Our dance for your well being.

It’s because dear tourist you quickly become so blind.

You get absorbed in the sights you are no longer seeing.
We have families to get to.

We can’t wait on you.

The fast paced lives is our thing.

It is ingrained within

We have places to be,

People to see.

A bus, train, ferry or cab to catch.

We can’t sit back while you light a match.

We can’t sit back while your taking a glance.

It’s for you we have this dance.

So when we have to get to where we have to go,

In our fast past walks,

You do not get hot with a blow,

For your sudden stops.


Dedicated to those whom were taken too soon at Pulse and to the survivors whom were fortunate enough make it out alive.
Thud, Thump, thud.
My hearts song live.
Thud, thump, Thud.
My heart finds its beat.
Thud, thump, thud.
Love is all I have to give.
Thud, Thump, Thud.
The rhythm which pulsates through me is so sweet.
Thud, Thump, thud, bang.
A year ago today, many lives were taken.
Thud, Thump, bang, bang.
A year ago today, many fears were awaken.
Thud, Thump, bang, bang.
A year ago today many lives where shaken.
smash, crash, thud thump.
A year ago today, many hearts were broken.
Today survivors replay that horrible night.
Knowing full well that what was done was not right.
Lives destroyed.
Families in pain.
Many keep busy, they just want to avoid.
The memories of the stains.
Regardless of one’s belief.
Difference of opinions should not make it right.
To take someone Else’s life.
Purple, Pink, Orange, yellow, Green Blue.
Because of the Pride in their flag.
It is not up to you.
Purple, Pink, Orange, yellow, Green Blue.
To them, they are more true than you.
They are open and honest of whom they are.
accepted or not, they are people too.
Sine bright, shed love, shed peace for all.
Families of Pulse, my heart and prayers goes out to all of you.

Poem: Commuter Rant

This poem was written after observing the differences between natives and tourists commuting.

Commuter rant:
Riding the subway.

Reading a book.

Couple next to me please lower your voices.

Please go away.

Seats packed, I want to move, I glance then look.

Tired faces.

Long shifts.




Stress and worry lines.

Some lost in their phones.

Some lost in their thoughts.

Some lost in their games.

Some lost in their shows.

Some lost in their books.

Do you not see?

Your loudness is rude.

We are all trying to go somewhere.

I do not mean our destination.

We use this ride to get away from this reality.

From our problems.

From our stress.

From our families.

From our work.

From the filth around us.

From the realities of daily life.

Please lower your voice.

It’s a distraction from our get away.

Please lower your voice.

We need these few minutes to escape before we get to our destination.

While you are here, enjoy the sites.

Take lots of pictures.

I know you’ll be in our shoes, when this vacation is over, and your reality sets in.

Avocado Trends

Avocado Food Trend.

Had a discussion with my anti Avocado colleague.
This colleague does not like avocado and has been surveying coworkers whom eats it and whom doesn’t.

I love Avocado’s, it grosses my husband out, but I love it.
Fact: Avocados make any meal 10 times better.
(at least that’s my fact lol).

My colleague today went to a store filled with Millennial and primarily Caucasians whom have ordered breakfast from the new Trendy section. He busted out saying this is ridiculous. He claims many of them never had avocado’s until the trend started. He finds it funny how gullible people are. He may be right many people do follow trends. Some people eat things based off the fact that someone famous ate it first.

That is insane.

Not because of genuinely liking something.

That’s how many in the fashion industry get their market up. “Get Jlo to wear this, Get Beyonce to wear this, Get Jordan to wear this” and their stocks and profit margins fly through the roof. Have Justin Timberlake take a picture eating my avocado chocolate muffin and you will see how I will be in business. lol.

The hipsters at the restaurant my colleague went to were ordering:
Egg whites and avocado lettuce wrap.
Bagel with Avocado spread.
Egg whites with veggie and avocado puree on the side.

Don’t get me wrong I eat avocado.

I like it raw (the Avocado).
I like it with a drizzle of olive oil.
I like it with a sprinkle of salt.
I like it in my blt (substituting the mayo).
I like it in my salads.
I like it in my sandwiches.
I like it on crackers.
I like it as guac.
I like it on my rice.
I grew up eating avocado as many Latin and Caribbean families do.
I love Avocado.
I have even made my own fusion with Avocado and changed the texture to Pesto by making Avocado pesto.

My colleague was saying Avocados are now everywhere because they are trendy.
The Hipsters are making it trend.
The hipster are making it artisan.
The hipsters are giving it a fancy name with a fancy twist and people want to eat couture Avocado lol.

Avocados are now fancy and people whom never liked avocado before until about two years ago are now eating avocados.

So here are some new Avocado Trends:
Avocado Fries
Chocolate Chip Avocado Muffins
Avocado Egg Salad (not really new i guess new to main stream).
No-Bake Avocado Lime Cheesecake
Avocado Corn Cakes
Five Ingredient Easy White Chicken Chili (chili with avocado is not new either but ok).
Avocado Buns
Avocado Margarita
Avocado Breakfast Pizza (ooooh i must try this lol)
Avocado Pasta Sauce
Fried Avocado Tacos
avocado toast
Quinoa and Avocado Sushi
Avocado Grill Cheese * I will try this too
Avocado Macaroni and Cheese
Eggs Baked In Avocado
Creamy Banana Green Smoothie
Cheddar, Pepper, and Avocado Scrambled Eggs in a Jar
Avocado Black Bean Quesadillas
Avocado Caprese Skillet Chicken
Salmon with Corn and Avocado Succotash
Grilled Skirt Steak with Charred Corn and Avocado Salad
Spiced Chicken Tacos with Avocado and Pomegranate Salsa
Avocados with Lemony Crab Salad
Mango Avocado Pasta Salad with Cilantro Lime Dressing
Avocado Lime Ice Cream
Crispy Vegetable Fritters with Avocado Yogurt Sauce
Cream Cheese and Avocado Wontons
Avocado Truffles
Goat Cheese Avocado Crostini

Some of the recipes can be found at:

Bon appetite to my Avocado lovers and food explorers.

Loving you

When I first met you I had no idea.
No idea I would love you so
No idea our love would be true
No idea we would be wed
No idea you would be father of my kids
No idea without you I would be lost
No idea how much you mean to me.
I had no idea that you bring me this much joy.
I look at you and i beam with pride and joy.
I may not tell you I love you as often as I should.
Just know I do.
I know to publicly display my love embarrasses you.
So i keep it to a minimum.
We are two peas from the same pod.
Two geeks from the same motherboard.
Two children whom love God.
I am Glad we have sojourned 14 years together.
14 years of tears.
14 years of joy.
14 years of still getting to know one another as we grow together.
14 years of loving you.

Social Media misuses

Estamos en una etapa que todo Es en focado a Los que el pueblo piensas
We spend too much time worry about how many likes, followers, comments. Etc. no it shouldn’t be that way.
On my social Media pages I tend to post a lot.
I post biblical versus.
I post controversial issues.
I post political issues.
I post family pictures.
I post memes and jokes.
I post social issues.
I post issues of injustices .
I post about global issues.
I post about community issues.
You get it I post a lot.
I just like you spend a good amount of time socializing or lack thereof socializing thanks to social media.
Though this page has allowed me to write about thing’s I do not go in depth about on Social Media.
I’m using social media as an outlet to bring awareness, for my family abroad to see my kids, for those who are in need can read a message.
Do you know what makes me happy?
When I read something, then I share it… And minutes or hours later I get a message saying wow!
Hey! God used you because I needed that.
I’ll read something and a voice tells me send this directly to so and so. So I’ll text or email or private message so and so…. And I get wow …… I needed that.
It makes me happy because God used me little ol me, to help someone… To answer someone (me unknowingly) but I helped deliver what ever it was they needed.
I like helping people
People have taken advantage to the fact that I like helping people.
But I like to help.
Always have.
But back to the original reason for writing this.
Look at your feed what do you post?
Are you worried about how many likes/ comments/ shares etc?
Then my dears your worried about the wrong things.
Yes it’s nice to know someone likes your point of view or whatever you posted…..
What matters most is how God sees you.
Thank you Father for judging me through your eyes. For loving me like no other. With you, it’s just us dear Lord. It’s not a popularity contest. It’s just you and I. I am thankful for the love you provide, the guidance you give. For leading me down this path. For holding my hand, despite my flaws and never letting go. I love you dear lord. I thank you. All I do is for your Glory and yours alone. Amen