Saturday, May 31, 2008
Ramblings about men...if you make it through this you have my respect :)
I'd sure like to know why it is that men don't seem to realize when they have a good thing. It's like past in initial pursuit, once they've "caught" you, they become uninterested. It's frustrating!
I'd like to think I know a good thing when I see it. When my ex would do something nice it was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. Maybe because he so rarely did it but regardless, I noticed and appreciated it!
Currently I am on and off with the most amazing man I could ask for. He is really, really great and it's been really, really great for the last 6 months. In fact it just keeps getting better and better. Thing is, he only seems to notice this when he thinks he's gonna lose me. As soon as we are "in it" and I've been "caught" he starts to focus on the responsibility of dating a woman with kids and really freaks out. Don't get me wrong, he loves and is great with my kids. It's not my KIDS, it's his assumed idea of the responsibility involved. I do get that a single mother with 2 kids is a LOT, it's a lot of "baggage" to be walking around with, I get that. I really do. I'm OK with it taking time to get used to the idea and I don't actually NEED anything from a man right now. My ex pays child support and is involved in my kids lives and aside from wishing now and then that I had a stronger hand around to help with the groceries, I've got it covered.
I'm rambling but I guess the gist of it is that I hate feeling like I have to always be one foot out the door just so he doesn't lose sight of this really great thing that he has. I felt like this with my ex too. I just don't get why it is this way with men!
I appreciate my man. I realize that he is just about anything a woman could ask for in a man, really. He is helpful, respectful, makes me feel absolutely amazing and good looking and talented to boot. He isn't perfect, obviously, or I wouldn't be sitting here blogging about how frustrated I am right now. But he is great, really great. What he and I have is great and it really does just keep getting better. He knows this, I know this but somehow the whole thing just seems just out of my grasp.
For the record, it's not that I don't think I can get a better man or that he is so great that I don't deserve him. That's not it at all. I know what I have to offer and I know that HE is lucky to have me too. It's just that I'm crazy about him and I don't want anyone else. I want him. I know he feels this way too but the poor thing gets so scared, lol. Kind of endearing I guess, at least he knows what he is getting in to in dating a single mom. It just scares him. I also think it scares him because he knows that what he and I have is real and that while we won't be marching down the isle any time soon (No thank you very much!) I think he also feels like this is it. We are perfect together, we really are... and it scares the shit out of him. Hell, it scares the shit out of me too!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Breaking a leg
OK, I'm off to my first theater audition in almost 5 years! I don't care too much if I get the part, just mainly want to get my feet wet with the audition process again. Fortunately I don't look much older than my old headshots and I was able to remember enough of my acting past to recreate the resume. I'm very excited! Should be tons of fun. For your reading pleasure, here is my 2 minute monologue: Courtesy of monologueblogger.com
Why do these guys have to play these stupid asinine games? Why do they have to have a dumb three day rule? I mean, if you like me and you are thinking about me, pick up your phone and dial my number. Right? Why play these games? What is it, so they don’t look desperate or something? They have to PROVE their manliness. Whippdiddy doo! Waiting three days is retarded and it gets the guy no where because by the time he does call, who wants to be bothered???
I’m certainly not going to wait around all damn day for HIS call. I met Frank like three days ago, yeah, it was Saturday night. He hasn’t called me. We text messaged eachother for like half a day but he still hasn’t called me to make plans of any kind. What is wrong with him? I talk, I’m a good phone talker, I like talking, I love talking actually but he needs to call me. I’m not even going to answer the phone when he calls me. I’m going to make HIM wait now. See if he likes that. Yep. Watch, as soon as he calls, HA, let the phone ring until it reaches my voice-mail. Than we’ll see if he leaves a mess–
(her phone rings and it’s Frank)
Oh shit! It’s HIM! It’s Frank, Oh my God, Oh my God, what should I do? Should I pick up? Should I answer? Should I pick up?! Wait let him leave a message. No wait, I gotta get a grip, let him leave a message….
(pause)
I’m waiting for the little BEE BOO noise my phone makes when someone leaves a message. (beat) He didn’t leave a message. DAMN IT! I should have picked up! Should I call him back? Should I call him? Should I call him back? Does it look bad to call him back if he didn’t leave a message? I don’t want to look needy. Cause I’m not, I’m not needy. Right? Right? I’m not the needy type right? Okay, so what should I do?
(her phone rings again)
Oh shit! It’s Frank, it’s Frank, it’s Frank, it’s Frank. Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay! Ummmmmmm, I gotta answer now right? Yeah, okay, I’m gonna, oh boy, gotta take a few deep breaths…..
(she takes a few deep breaths)
(she answers her phone)
Hellllllo!
I’m certainly not going to wait around all damn day for HIS call. I met Frank like three days ago, yeah, it was Saturday night. He hasn’t called me. We text messaged eachother for like half a day but he still hasn’t called me to make plans of any kind. What is wrong with him? I talk, I’m a good phone talker, I like talking, I love talking actually but he needs to call me. I’m not even going to answer the phone when he calls me. I’m going to make HIM wait now. See if he likes that. Yep. Watch, as soon as he calls, HA, let the phone ring until it reaches my voice-mail. Than we’ll see if he leaves a mess–
(her phone rings and it’s Frank)
Oh shit! It’s HIM! It’s Frank, Oh my God, Oh my God, what should I do? Should I pick up? Should I answer? Should I pick up?! Wait let him leave a message. No wait, I gotta get a grip, let him leave a message….
(pause)
I’m waiting for the little BEE BOO noise my phone makes when someone leaves a message. (beat) He didn’t leave a message. DAMN IT! I should have picked up! Should I call him back? Should I call him? Should I call him back? Does it look bad to call him back if he didn’t leave a message? I don’t want to look needy. Cause I’m not, I’m not needy. Right? Right? I’m not the needy type right? Okay, so what should I do?
(her phone rings again)
Oh shit! It’s Frank, it’s Frank, it’s Frank, it’s Frank. Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay! Ummmmmmm, I gotta answer now right? Yeah, okay, I’m gonna, oh boy, gotta take a few deep breaths…..
(she takes a few deep breaths)
(she answers her phone)
Hellllllo!
You know I will be stuffing my face with chocolate as I do this... I mean, seriously, do you see this chick doing anything else BUT stuffing her face during this conversation?? :)
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
For a mere $519...
These beauties can be yours!
You know, just incase you feel like channeling a dominatrix/stripper/Bo Derrick vibe this summer...
If that wasn't enough for ya, they are on sale! That's right! 20% off on shoes.com. They are originally $649. What a deal!!
You know, just incase you feel like channeling a dominatrix/stripper/Bo Derrick vibe this summer...
Yummy Crockpot recipe even my picky eaters love!
I don't use the microwave to heat my kids food so I'm always looking for food I can heat up in the morning, put in the thermos and send with them to school. My son is a VERY picky eater but he does love his Lightening McQueen thermos! I found this recipe on About.com and both my kids love it! It's so easy and it really is yummy!
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A crockpot chicken noodle soup, with chicken, onions, carrots, celery, and noodles.
INGREDIENTS:
2 1/2 to 3 1/2 pounds chicken pieces
4 cups water
4 cups chicken broth
1 teaspoon seasoned salt
1 teaspoon salt, or to taste, depending on saltiness of broth
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1 leek or small onion chopped
1 carrot, chopped
2 stalks celery, chopped
1/4 cup parsley, chopped
1/2 teaspoon dried marjoram or basil
1 bay leaf
6 ounces noodles
PREPARATION:
Place all ingredients except noodles in the Crock Pot. Cover and cook on low for 5 to 6 hours. Remove chicken and bay leaf from pot; take meat from bones, dice, and return to broth, and add the noodles.
Cook another hour or until noodles are done (about 1/2 hour on high). Or, cook the noodles separately and add them just before serving.
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A crockpot chicken noodle soup, with chicken, onions, carrots, celery, and noodles.
INGREDIENTS:
2 1/2 to 3 1/2 pounds chicken pieces
4 cups water
4 cups chicken broth
1 teaspoon seasoned salt
1 teaspoon salt, or to taste, depending on saltiness of broth
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1 leek or small onion chopped
1 carrot, chopped
2 stalks celery, chopped
1/4 cup parsley, chopped
1/2 teaspoon dried marjoram or basil
1 bay leaf
6 ounces noodles
PREPARATION:
Place all ingredients except noodles in the Crock Pot. Cover and cook on low for 5 to 6 hours. Remove chicken and bay leaf from pot; take meat from bones, dice, and return to broth, and add the noodles.
Cook another hour or until noodles are done (about 1/2 hour on high). Or, cook the noodles separately and add them just before serving.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Feeling a little left out
So I post on this bulletin board for moms who have kids around the same age as mine. It's really a ton of fun and I do adore the women but since becoming a single mom I find I have MUCH less to post about. I don't have a husband to bitch about, a MIL who is trying to ruin my family vacation. Hell, I don't even have a family vacation to ruin!! Recently there was a post showing photo's of all the husbands... I so wanted to participate and I really, truly contemplated posting this...
WHAT?! It's the closest thing I've got to a husband. This and my valet trash service.
Rediscovering
The best part about getting a divorce (is there REALLY a best part??) is being forced to find out who I actually am again. I didn't realize just how much of myself and my energy I was forcing into making a marriage go that JUST.WOULDN'T.GO. Or maybe I did and that's why I left...
Regardless, I've spent the last 4 years trying to hold things together while my ex spent them trying to tear things apart. It's hard enough to hold a family of 4 together without someone actively working against you, trying to tear you and it down. So I tell him to f-off and suddenly life takes on a whole new meaning!! Things move forward with relative ease, as much ease as you're going to get with an almost 4 year old and 2 1/2 year old. I've found myself not only able to keep things together but I've found time for myself! I've found time to sit down and go, "What am I trying to accomplish in life?" "What do I want?"
It's been a long, beautiful process of figuring it out bit by bit. I quit my job a couple weeks ago and thanks some savings, I've been able to take some time to really figure out what I want to do. Not just what can I do to pay the bills, but what do I want to do? I've got some exciting things lined up that I will tell you all about when they fall in to place but I'll tell you it's amazing!
I can tell you now I am an artist, and as most artists will tell you, this is not something that can be swept under the rug with ease. It can be swept, don't get me wrong, but the sweeping almost always brings about a deep misery until it is dug back out from under the rug, brushed off and polished new again.
I dug out all my old acting books, scripts and other work and for the first time in a long time, I feel renewed and refreshed. I have an audition Wednesday, it's for a project that will be scary (in a good way) and a lot of fun. I'm not 100% sure I actually want this project but I'm going to do the audition regardless, at the least I'll have gotten my feet wet again.
I continue with my voice training and am sooooo close to a live performance I can taste it! I'm also in the process of searching out a good guitar teacher so I can learn to play the acoustic guitar, something I've always wanted to do. And I will be grabbing my amazingly talented best friend (we will call him Big M from here on out) and learning some songs with him. I mean, come on! I'm a singer with an innate ability to sing Jazz, he is a Jazz Pianist and Bassist... You do the math! Why I have been so stupid as to not have done anything with him till now, I will never know... Actually, I do know! He makes me nervous, really, really nervous! He's a pro and can hear ALL my mistakes... But no matter, I will do it and hopefully I'll post a video here once it's done!
Regardless, I've spent the last 4 years trying to hold things together while my ex spent them trying to tear things apart. It's hard enough to hold a family of 4 together without someone actively working against you, trying to tear you and it down. So I tell him to f-off and suddenly life takes on a whole new meaning!! Things move forward with relative ease, as much ease as you're going to get with an almost 4 year old and 2 1/2 year old. I've found myself not only able to keep things together but I've found time for myself! I've found time to sit down and go, "What am I trying to accomplish in life?" "What do I want?"
It's been a long, beautiful process of figuring it out bit by bit. I quit my job a couple weeks ago and thanks some savings, I've been able to take some time to really figure out what I want to do. Not just what can I do to pay the bills, but what do I want to do? I've got some exciting things lined up that I will tell you all about when they fall in to place but I'll tell you it's amazing!
I can tell you now I am an artist, and as most artists will tell you, this is not something that can be swept under the rug with ease. It can be swept, don't get me wrong, but the sweeping almost always brings about a deep misery until it is dug back out from under the rug, brushed off and polished new again.
I dug out all my old acting books, scripts and other work and for the first time in a long time, I feel renewed and refreshed. I have an audition Wednesday, it's for a project that will be scary (in a good way) and a lot of fun. I'm not 100% sure I actually want this project but I'm going to do the audition regardless, at the least I'll have gotten my feet wet again.
I continue with my voice training and am sooooo close to a live performance I can taste it! I'm also in the process of searching out a good guitar teacher so I can learn to play the acoustic guitar, something I've always wanted to do. And I will be grabbing my amazingly talented best friend (we will call him Big M from here on out) and learning some songs with him. I mean, come on! I'm a singer with an innate ability to sing Jazz, he is a Jazz Pianist and Bassist... You do the math! Why I have been so stupid as to not have done anything with him till now, I will never know... Actually, I do know! He makes me nervous, really, really nervous! He's a pro and can hear ALL my mistakes... But no matter, I will do it and hopefully I'll post a video here once it's done!
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Back from the abyss with a tune :p
I promise, promise, promise I'm back to blogging!! To (re) start me off here is the tune of the moment. AKA, the tune running through my head that best describes how I'm feeling at the moment.
Details later!! :)
Monday, January 28, 2008
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
I may be a shoe whore...
... but these scream a whole different kind of whore. I'd like to meet the person who woke up one day and thought, "Im going to design a shoe that says stripper meets Candy Land!!"
messy, messy, MESSY!!!
I seriously can not take anymore messes. I know those of you with children are laughing because no matter how much I "can't take it" I'm going to have to keep taking it. However, it's driving me insane. The clutter, food spills, smelly trash from diapers and a constant stream of laundry are taking its toll on me.
Not to mention I had M at work with me last week and my office looks like a tornado hit it. My job consists of a lot of paperwork so you can imagine what I'm talking about.
ARGH!!!!!!!! I just want to clean and have things STAY clean for more than 2 hours!!! Better yet, someone else to clean for me.
OK, rant over.
Not to mention I had M at work with me last week and my office looks like a tornado hit it. My job consists of a lot of paperwork so you can imagine what I'm talking about.
ARGH!!!!!!!! I just want to clean and have things STAY clean for more than 2 hours!!! Better yet, someone else to clean for me.
OK, rant over.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Giving Thanks
I'm going to be totally honest here and confess that I actually really hate Thanksgiving. It's not the whole concept of gathering around and being thankful and all, it's the cleaning and cooking that gets done before, the mass of family I'd rather not deal with, a spread of food I don't really care for and football all day long. Now I can add to that the apparent craziness that comes over the kids and I basically can't wait for the day to be over. However, I am thankful for many things in my life so in the spirit of this poorly executed holiday here are the things I am thankful for:
- I'm thankful for my mother for getting me to finally realize that I deserve better then what I was getting from my marriage. Without her I'd probably still be putting all with all the abuse and crap I was getting from my Ex.
- I'm thankful for my parents for rearranging their entire lives and home so my kids and I could move in to their house upstairs and try to get my feet on the ground again. It's a sacrifice for all involved but it's going to make things better in the long run.
- I'm thankful for my boyfriend, who is now my ex boyfriend, for understanding why I need to not be in a relationship right now. I'm thankful that he can just be my friend without being totally nuts about it.
- I'm thankful my sex drive has returned!!! Actually it was never gone, I was just with someone who was a total turn off. Now that I'm single I'm thankful for my vibrator. :)
- Lastly, I'm thankful for my children who are wonderful and love me regardless of anything else. They keep me on my toes and remind me why I do what I do and make life worth living.
- I'm thankful for my mother for getting me to finally realize that I deserve better then what I was getting from my marriage. Without her I'd probably still be putting all with all the abuse and crap I was getting from my Ex.
- I'm thankful for my parents for rearranging their entire lives and home so my kids and I could move in to their house upstairs and try to get my feet on the ground again. It's a sacrifice for all involved but it's going to make things better in the long run.
- I'm thankful for my boyfriend, who is now my ex boyfriend, for understanding why I need to not be in a relationship right now. I'm thankful that he can just be my friend without being totally nuts about it.
- I'm thankful my sex drive has returned!!! Actually it was never gone, I was just with someone who was a total turn off. Now that I'm single I'm thankful for my vibrator. :)
- Lastly, I'm thankful for my children who are wonderful and love me regardless of anything else. They keep me on my toes and remind me why I do what I do and make life worth living.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
All that Jazz
So in the quest to follow my dreams I have started taking voice lessons. They are wonderful and frusterating all at the same time and just when I was about to give up something wonderful happened. I'm working on "Song for you" and out came a Jazz vocal move that is apparently not that easy. My teachers jaw dropped and I got a, "Damn Girl! That was impressive!" Suddenly not only was my faith in myself was restored but I became very interested in Jazz. I've never listened to it much before and I wanted to know if I could sing more of it. So off to Barnes and Noble I went where I picked up a Jazz Divas CD with a ton of older Jazz songs, an Ella Fitzgerald CD and a Jane Monheit CD. I have to say I love them all. I'm a major fan of 40's music, I had no idea what I've been in love with for ages was considered Jazz. Jane Monheit is fantastic as well so I guess I'd have to say that I'm officially a fan of jazz.
One of my favorite songs is an old song made new again. In the first video it's being done by Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire and in the second is done by Jane Monheit and Michael Buble. Enjoy!
One of my favorite songs is an old song made new again. In the first video it's being done by Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire and in the second is done by Jane Monheit and Michael Buble. Enjoy!
Monday, November 19, 2007
Too much sadness for one weekend
I went to a second Memorial Service on Sunday. I friend of mine and fellow member of Artists In Action passed away.
The service was short but sweet and I know Joe will be deeply missed by all those who loved him.
Please keep the families of these two people in your thoughts.
A celebration of a life well lived
Famed Jazz Musician, Amanda Ambrose passed away recently. She personaly touched my life and I've been looking for a way to express my sadness but I have yet to find it. A song maybe... I'll have to find something fitting.
I attended the memorial service on Saturday and it was amazing. This woman touched so many lives, was a fantastic artist and wonderful human being.
I attended the memorial service on Saturday and it was amazing. This woman touched so many lives, was a fantastic artist and wonderful human being.
Amanda Ambrose
Born: April 18, 1925.
Died: Oct. 26, 2007.
Services: Celebration of life at 1 p.m. today at Glorious Church of God
in Christ, 4701 E Hanna Ave., Tampa. "
http://www.sptimes.com/2007/11/11/news_pf/Northpinellas/Famed_jazz_pe...
Famed jazz performer, Scientologist
Times Staff Writer Published November 11, 2007
CLEARWATER - She clapped wildly at the swirl of skirts and crinoline on
stage. She gazed at the beautiful dancing woman.
Amanda Ambrose's parents owned a cosmetology school across from the
local African- American theater in St. Louis. The theatre musicians let
little Amanda sit on their laps as they played the organs that rose from
the stage.
She was 5 years old, but at that moment, she wanted to be like that lady
- turned out, it was Josephine Baker.
As a child, she took dance and piano lessons and sang in her church. At
18, Ms. Ambrose started singing jazz in local nightclubs. Then came
Hollywood, Chicago, New York and beyond.
There was the Rainbow Room, Florentine Gardens and Carnegie Hall. NBC,
ABC and CBS. Johnny Carson and Merv Griffin. Live Shakespeare in New
York.
Ms. Ambrose astounded her children.
"I couldn't believe this incredible music," said her daughter, Naomi
Kaye. "Seeing the audience, the way they responded. They would clap and
stand and cheer for her."
She hosted parties and hobnobbed with Dizzy Gillespie and Louis
Armstrong. The kids would sneak from their room in pajamas and crawl
along the floor to watch.
Once, Ms. Ambrose found them.
"You can come join the party if you want," she said.
During a performance at the Goodman Theatre in Chicago, Ms. Ambrose
opened her mouth to sing. Nothing came out. A doctor told her she needed
to take time off.
"You wouldn't ask a doctor or a lawyer to get a part-time gig or get a
real job," she told him.
Soon after, she developed a vocal program for pop singers called
Voicercise, which Kaye still teaches. And her family said Ms. Ambrose's
own voice came back stronger than before.
"She kind of grew at a very rapid rate," said her daughter, Stephanie
Hamilton. "She was always looking for answers."
* * *
She grew up in an African Methodist Episcopal Church. Churches felt like
home.
"For black people, that's where we live," said Hamilton. "Everything
that's good about our community comes form the church."
Church was never far, even after a traumatic moment took her on a new
path.
In the '60s, Ambrose volunteered at her child's school. One day, she
heard a noise in the bathroom, Hamilton said - on the floor, an
11-year-old boy writhed with a needle in his arm.
"She picked him up and started to run with him," Hamilton said. "He
looked up and said, 'Please help me,' and he died in her arms."
Soon after, she became interested the Church of Scientology, and how it
could improve African-American social standing, education and literacy.
Ms. Ambrose became one of the first black Scientologists.
"She was already famous," said the Rev. Charles Kennedy, pastor of the
Glorious Church of God in Christ in Tampa. "She wanted something to help
the African-American community. She embraced it fully."
Along with her daughter, Ms. Ambrose founded Ebony Awakenings, a group
that has worked to honor African-Americans and create partnerships
between Scientology and churches, including Kennedy's.
"It was a dream for her," Hamilton said.
* * *
She never really slowed down.
Men always flirted with Ms. Ambrose, whom her daughter said never had a
wrinkle. When Hamilton asked how she stayed so vivacious, Ms. Ambrose
said, "Try to keep up, Stephanie."
She and Hamilton lived together in Clearwater. They'd see live theatre,
listen to music and study Scientology together.
Sick recently with colon cancer, she stayed heavily involved in Ebony
Awakenings. And she dearly wanted to see her 18-year-old grandson's rock
band perform live.
The night before she died, the band came over and serenaded her with an
acoustic set.
On Oct. 26, she died. She was 82.
Born: April 18, 1925.
Died: Oct. 26, 2007.
Services: Celebration of life at 1 p.m. today at Glorious Church of God
in Christ, 4701 E Hanna Ave., Tampa. "
http://www.sptimes.com/2007/11/11/news_pf/Northpinellas/Famed_jazz_pe...
Famed jazz performer, Scientologist
Times Staff Writer Published November 11, 2007
CLEARWATER - She clapped wildly at the swirl of skirts and crinoline on
stage. She gazed at the beautiful dancing woman.
Amanda Ambrose's parents owned a cosmetology school across from the
local African- American theater in St. Louis. The theatre musicians let
little Amanda sit on their laps as they played the organs that rose from
the stage.
She was 5 years old, but at that moment, she wanted to be like that lady
- turned out, it was Josephine Baker.
As a child, she took dance and piano lessons and sang in her church. At
18, Ms. Ambrose started singing jazz in local nightclubs. Then came
Hollywood, Chicago, New York and beyond.
There was the Rainbow Room, Florentine Gardens and Carnegie Hall. NBC,
ABC and CBS. Johnny Carson and Merv Griffin. Live Shakespeare in New
York.
Ms. Ambrose astounded her children.
"I couldn't believe this incredible music," said her daughter, Naomi
Kaye. "Seeing the audience, the way they responded. They would clap and
stand and cheer for her."
She hosted parties and hobnobbed with Dizzy Gillespie and Louis
Armstrong. The kids would sneak from their room in pajamas and crawl
along the floor to watch.
Once, Ms. Ambrose found them.
"You can come join the party if you want," she said.
During a performance at the Goodman Theatre in Chicago, Ms. Ambrose
opened her mouth to sing. Nothing came out. A doctor told her she needed
to take time off.
"You wouldn't ask a doctor or a lawyer to get a part-time gig or get a
real job," she told him.
Soon after, she developed a vocal program for pop singers called
Voicercise, which Kaye still teaches. And her family said Ms. Ambrose's
own voice came back stronger than before.
"She kind of grew at a very rapid rate," said her daughter, Stephanie
Hamilton. "She was always looking for answers."
* * *
She grew up in an African Methodist Episcopal Church. Churches felt like
home.
"For black people, that's where we live," said Hamilton. "Everything
that's good about our community comes form the church."
Church was never far, even after a traumatic moment took her on a new
path.
In the '60s, Ambrose volunteered at her child's school. One day, she
heard a noise in the bathroom, Hamilton said - on the floor, an
11-year-old boy writhed with a needle in his arm.
"She picked him up and started to run with him," Hamilton said. "He
looked up and said, 'Please help me,' and he died in her arms."
Soon after, she became interested the Church of Scientology, and how it
could improve African-American social standing, education and literacy.
Ms. Ambrose became one of the first black Scientologists.
"She was already famous," said the Rev. Charles Kennedy, pastor of the
Glorious Church of God in Christ in Tampa. "She wanted something to help
the African-American community. She embraced it fully."
Along with her daughter, Ms. Ambrose founded Ebony Awakenings, a group
that has worked to honor African-Americans and create partnerships
between Scientology and churches, including Kennedy's.
"It was a dream for her," Hamilton said.
* * *
She never really slowed down.
Men always flirted with Ms. Ambrose, whom her daughter said never had a
wrinkle. When Hamilton asked how she stayed so vivacious, Ms. Ambrose
said, "Try to keep up, Stephanie."
She and Hamilton lived together in Clearwater. They'd see live theatre,
listen to music and study Scientology together.
Sick recently with colon cancer, she stayed heavily involved in Ebony
Awakenings. And she dearly wanted to see her 18-year-old grandson's rock
band perform live.
The night before she died, the band came over and serenaded her with an
acoustic set.
On Oct. 26, she died. She was 82.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
ilove
I've been needing a new computer since I left my ex husband so today I decided to bite the bullet and get what I really want.
I'm so happy!! Now I can do all my music stuff, photo editing stuff and anything else crafty. I got the 24 inch monitor, which is huge, I'm so in love!
Now if any of you Mac users could give me some pointers I'd really appreciate it.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
New Look
I changed the look of my blog. I'm not sure I like it so I may go back. Tell me what you think. :)
3 Things
Just for fun, here are the 3 things I'm really loving right at this moment.
1. My organic, freshly brewed coffee. Even if it did get a little cold before I finally got a chance to drink it.
2. My size 6 Old Navy Jeans that are now big enough I have to keep pulling them up. :)
3. The weather!! It's finally cooling down here and I'm able to wear close toed shoes, long sleeves and jeans! The long sleeves will have to come off come lunch time but at least right now, at this moment, I love the weather.
No, this isn't a meme but feel free to post your 3 favorite things too.
1. My organic, freshly brewed coffee. Even if it did get a little cold before I finally got a chance to drink it.
2. My size 6 Old Navy Jeans that are now big enough I have to keep pulling them up. :)
3. The weather!! It's finally cooling down here and I'm able to wear close toed shoes, long sleeves and jeans! The long sleeves will have to come off come lunch time but at least right now, at this moment, I love the weather.
No, this isn't a meme but feel free to post your 3 favorite things too.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
A moment of silence
I just removed the link to One Weird Mother blog. *weep*
Here's to many months of entertainment and laughs. I do hope it's author opts to write something again soon and I do hope I'm on the ball enough to hear about it and read it.
Here's to many months of entertainment and laughs. I do hope it's author opts to write something again soon and I do hope I'm on the ball enough to hear about it and read it.
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