2015 entered into my life in full motion
and found me ashless; already lotioned.
The world continues to turn and I’ve kept my stride and pace,
Monday will find me at a funeral saying goodbye to my ancestors face.
1/31/15 — he would have turned 90. He served in WWII and shared with me, his genes.
His name was Lee Andrew Carter – I’m his grand daughter and he’ll be missed on the scene.
An OG – if there ever was one, whose mind was clear and whose heart was fair.
Oh no, I wouldn’t dream of not going to the party, thus Monday, I’ll be there.
My desk looks 50/50, nothing is stacked too awfully high,
though I do have a ton of editing to do. #MyLife. I can not lie.
I love it – I’m not kidding. It’s what calms me and keeps me sane.
5-4-3-2-1 Action! I do love my choice of career game.
I lie to you not I have not been watching the news. I ain’t feeling it.
Politics are sold to the rich who don’t know me and are poorly dealing it.
I stay up on all that is necessary, but the rhetoric, I can do without.
Politics is fun but can be over done and has been known to make a few pout.
So, no NEWS PERUSE this time, I’m content and happy in my soul
to talk about the feeling in Phoenix – as we welcome the Super Bowl.
The vibe is pretty easy. I like it, folks are smiling.
The radio boasts of party and hosts – Phoenix is about to be wilding.
I’ll call no names, because that would be shady.
Good luck to Russell Wilson & ol’ Tom Brady.
It’s time to put my rear in gear: Qui in full: front and center – in fashion,
‘Looking forward to being party spoiled and bringing ‘that southern girl’ ACTION!
And so today is Friday and the weekend is on us like Ooo Wee!
Doing me, enjoying the Super Bowl scene and celebrating the life of an OG.