Ain't no reason...

for me to be up and on my computer at 2:42am on New Year's Day. None. Except to say Happy New Year to everyone. I've had one really, really, really good drink. LOL!

Went to church tonight. It was the right place to be. Saw my Moose. He came downstairs to say hello and Happy New Year, leaving a party thrown by an associate to come downstairs and wish me a happy '08. I wasn't invited to the party although said associate called me at least three or four times between Christmas and last night. He is definitely not on the '08 list. Yanno? Shouldn't have been on the '07 list, but I have blogged enough about him elsewhere. He gets no more time on my radar from here on out. Period.

I do have much more sensible and pseudo-profound things to say. Once the Bacardi Select wears off.

Happy New Year, y'all!

Wake Me Up When December Ends...

I am so ready for 2007 to be over and done with. December, for as swiftly as it seemed to fly by ("it's already December what?!?) has brought with it many challenges and stressors at every turn of the corner, the latest drama-zone being my job. *rollin em*

As I go into 2008, I do see that regardless of the naysayers and those who just seem to want to bring a Sistah down, I *am* making progress on the items that mean the most to me. Belle-Noir is growing more and more. I had a model search earlier in the year and the young women who were selected to be models are truly a God-send. We have had three photo shoots so far, and we have another scheduled for January 19th and 20th. This time, hopefully, all of my young ladies will be there. I have the best--and I do mean the BEST--photographer in Michelle Wild. She is the truth, y'all. And every shoot that we do with her reminds me to go for what I want to do. Each picture she takes is pure evidence that she is truly doing what she loves the most behind that lens. I also have met a fierce stylist in JaQuette Jones. So the Belle-Noir team is growing more and more every day.

I have to be thankful for all of those things. Because what happens at the job is exactly that--a job. I have bigger and better things I am destined for in 2008. I am devising a personal "to-do" list for 2008 (I might share it with y'all once we ring in '08). Because it's not about anyone else but me and mine in 2008.

Where is the Love?

I had my first offical fender bender today. Usually that probably is not something someone would want to blog about, but it is the events surronding the event that have me wondering--where is the love?

Long story about the accident itself,cut short: I was turning into my lane, a woman in a red Dodge Durango tried to jump into my lane because she sees that my lane is clear and without putting her signal on, proceeds to change lanes, hitting the side of my car in the process and putting a huge gash along the entire passenger side of my car with the grill gaurd of her Durango.

Now, this woman happend to be Latina. Which shouldn't mean anything. But what struck me was that a Latino man when the accident first happened and she hops out of her big ol' truck to start berating me, pulled over to find out if SHE was okay. Two tow truck drivers--both Latino--pulled over to see if SHE was okay. They looked at me like I was some dirt on the bottom of her shoe and kept it moving.

And what did my Brothers driving by do? Flip me the finger, yell at me saying "Pull the F*** over, B****!" and "Learn how to drive, B****!" and other things that made me feel even lower than the dirt on the bottom of my own shoe, let along anyone else's. No less than five black men had something very insulting to hurl in my direction as we sat there waiting for the police to come and take the offical accident report. Do I understand that because our fender bender was blocking a lane, we forced traffic to have to merge? Of course. But there were plenty of white faces, black female faces, that drove by without so much as glancing in our direction.

I'm not even going to get into the fact that the two cops that came to the scene were Latino and decided that all of a sudden, the traffic rule I was following for this specific moment was "technically" wrong. *rollin' em*

I know this is going to come across like I have a serious problem with the Latino population. I usually really don't. Today, I truly did. But more because I wished that the solidarity that they showed each other, some of my brothers driving by might have shown me.

Can a sistah get some love? Froms someone? Damn.

It's Been A Long Time (Again!)

So...I haven't been to these parts in so long. More than a year--a few months short of two actually. My blog.city blog is getting ready to get deleted because they are going to start charging people to keep blogs over there, and I have been wanting to start blogging again. I had started something over on word.press but to be truthful? I just wasn't feeling it. I was going to move away from the whole bronxpearl moniker, but I thought to myself--why? I have been Pearlie for so long now.

You know what they say...if it ain't broke...yadda yadda blah blah...

I do have so much on my mind. Job, relationships (or lack thereof) and life in general. I'm 30 now (unlike when I first started this version of BronxPearl). But as the cliche goes, the more things change...yadda yadda blah blah...

So, I am going to make a dilligent effort to start blogging again. I'm not promising everyday (when I was at top blogging condition I was at least once a day--if not TWO!) but it will be consistent.

Here we go...again...