the adventures of pamalicious

Good Morning people!  I hope everyone had a good weekend.  Short work week for me, probably alot of folks are already on vacation for Thanksgiving.  I look forward to reading about everyones Turkey Day adventures.  Driving around Atlanta this weekend, I saw some of the most beautiful foilage welcoming Fall.  Love this town during this time of the year.

You know that in the Magnegroes household we work hard to make sure we are taking care of each others spirits - so there was a rally around Caun to get him back on track concerning his business. This is a hiccup - we will make this happen.  He was quite pleased to get this “Making Lemonade out of Lemons” flower arrangement from me at his job on Friday.  We may be MEGA broke because of this, but our family is rich - let me tell you.

Seems as if the road of bitterness will be taking that fork in the road and stop roadblocking us.  First payment made Friday - let’s see how long this lasts. 

AMA’s were alright. I was somewhat watching. I give Mary props - she did her thang with no backup dancers. That took alot of courage.  Music sucks these days and watching the AMA’s just confirmed it.  Chris Brown was his usual - fine self.  Otherwise I was left feeling empty.  I know Taylor Hicks is mad his ‘Clay Akins” is tearing it up, lol  Bones Thug and Harmony - COME ON!!!!!

I had the wind knocked out of me last evening, with a display by a family member I never saw coming in my wildest dreams.  I still can’t wrap my mind around that conversation and the venom and ungratefulness from someone I consider myself an elder to. The encouragement and co-signing of such behaviour made it even more difficult and I was inconsolable last evening.  I haven’t cried over family matters that much in awhile.  I feel provoked to go home and just be with my momma.  Sometimes only a mothers protection, even at 41 is the only thing that works.  My soul is definately troubled by this one people. 

You know you do things in your life, when you feel you are in a state of personal crisis, to save yourself.  Self perservation is a powerful feeling, I’m sure alot of us have been there.  You try to make sure that you leave as little pain in the wake of you taking care of self, but you never know what might come back and haunt you.  Me moving to Atlanta was the ’save myself’ situation and in alot of respects - I haven’t been able to live down that I left.  I don’t owe anyone an explanation as to why I saw the move as saving myself, just know that I felt like I was drowing in the situation I was in.  This move saved my life.  It has allowed me to plow through and regroup and realign and ultimately grow and mature.  Each day, each week, each month, each year I have come to understanding about my past, present and future. I am in a place that can only be called euphoria about all those things.  I see the good and the bad and the ugly and more importantly I see my role in alot of stuff.  Relationships have been repaired, respect established and more will come.  I don’t regret making this move.  I don’t regret it. 

Well, let me survey all this in front of me and make sure it’s all tied down and/or up before my short week is over.