Showing posts with label thanks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thanks. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Momillennium Sends Her Love

Hi, Everyone!

First of all, my mom says that she sends her love in the form of a “great big ol’ kissie-kiss.” As y’all know, she celebrated her 41st Birthday yesterday. My mom is a pretty basic lady, but yesterday she decided to treat herself. Generally, she takes the day off from work and just stays at home, but this go-round, she went all out! She treated herself to a spa day—I’m talkin’ about a mani and a pedi… the whole nine yards. When she returned home, she looked all relaxed and everything. Of course, Dad and I treated her to dinner later on. When it comes to restaurants, Mom is easy to please—she loves Sizzler, but because yesterday was her birthday, we took her to the Cheesecake Factory. Oh, I tell y’all—Mom was like a kid in a candy store… a big 41-year-old kid in a candy store, but a kid nonetheless!

Basically, I said all that to say that my mom truly enjoyed her birthday, and she sends her love to each and every one of you who took time to send her well-wishes and birthday prayers. She also wants you all to know that she has graciously embraced her foxy 40s, and that she has not lost any of her sexiness—her exact words.

After hearing my mom’s comments, I’ve come to one conclusion: Ain’t no conceit in our family—she’s got it all! Hahaha!

Well, tomorrow is the big day over at Auntie Cherri & Uncle Alex’s house in Long Beach. I’ve got to call Ray and let him know that I’ll be riding with my mom and dad; we’ll be leaving at or around noontime, but he can meet us over there at 1:30pm. I know that Gramma Jewel is gonna bring along Mother Davis and Mr. Hawkins, and I already know that Becky’s coming along… and y’all oughta know by now that the strawberry seven-up cake is gonna come along as well!

Oh, and while I’m thinking about it, I’m trying to decide if I should wear my patriotic sundress or my orange, yellow, and purple sundress. I already know that I’m gonna look gorgeous, but I kinda do want to look extra good for Ray. Yes, there’s an added incentive—a method to my madness, if you will. Heck, I’ll even go ahead and say that I have a special modus operandi! I’ll probably make my mind up about three hundred times between now and tomorrow afternoon. Pray for me y’all, that I come to a conclusion and make my mind up!

Well, that’s gonna do it for me today. I don’t know if I’ll post a morning blog or an evening blog, but rest assured—I will be posting a blog on tomorrow. Until then, y’all take care and have a good one.


Hugs & Kisses,
Natasha

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Giving Thanks

Hi, Everyone!

Here is a special Saturday edition blog post, simply entitled “Giving Thanks.”
 
You know, I admit that I kinda pined over not spending Thanksgiving with Mom, Dad, Gramma Jewel, and the rest of my family, but then it hit me: Even though I’m east of the Mississippi River, I still have a family to go home to. Yes, I am out of my comfort zone, but I still have a place to lay my head when I get bored with dormitory living. It really didn’t hit me until this morning, which is why I am writing this blog. Now, don’t get me wrong—I do realize that being homesick is natural, but I’m just saying that I have truly understood the meaning of giving thanks.
 
I don’t know why, but for some reason, Gramma Jewel’s houseguest Rebecca has been on my mind so heavily for the past couple of days. I thought about the conversation that we shared, in which she let me know how fortunate I was to have a grandmother like my Gramma Jewel. That was really sweet of her to say, but in addition to that, I can’t help but replay the advice that she gave me afterwards:
 
“Natasha, I envy you because you’re the richest girl I know. You’ve got a family who loves you so much—they haven’t stopped talking about you. I wasn’t so fortunate to have such a caring family like you do. Listen, I want you to promise me this: Never stop thanking God for your family.”
 
Rebecca’s testimony really spoke to my heart, so much so, that I started crying—not for me, but for her. I know that Rebecca and I have never met, and it’s obvious that I don’t know her situation, but my heart really goes out to her. Listening to her brief testimony has made me feel that much grateful. Yes, most of my family is in L.A., but guess what—they’re still my family. And besides, the greatest blessing is that my Great Aunt Reesie lives in Nashville, and my Great Aunt Donna lives in Memphis; both of them are just a phone call away. I also have another Southern family in the form of Ruby’s parents, who may have adopted me as their honorary daughter. And I sure as heck can’t leave out Gramma Jewel’s college roommate, my newly adopted honorary Auntie Gladys.
 
Rebecca is absolutely right—I have so much to be thankful for.
 
With that said, I leave you with this final thought: The Thanksgiving holiday may be over, but to a Christian, every day is a day of giving thanks to our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
 
Until Monday, y’all take care.


Hugs & Kisses,
Natasha