a message from parma

No not Parma Ohio, Parma Italia stupid.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Seven Years Later

A long period of silence means for me contentment. Although I am not permanently employed, I have been working steadily at what I do best and love web project management. Since April I have managed to stay afloat financially and stay the course mentally. Instead of rehashing old issues I am moving forward at a brisque pace bringing Nageelah and Z with me.

In between moments of panic of paying the rent, doing the right thing, and raise a charming flower of a child I am able to be happy.


Monday, March 24, 2008

There is no place like home

So the kid and I are still in the hood. Got rejected by Bushwick Gardens and thinking about moving. I am sick and tired of the unprofessionalism of the church. I just want to be left alone and live in peace but that is such a task impossible for some.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

I Love You More Today Than Yesterday!

My Dearest Nageelah,

You are now 26 months old and becoming one of the most amazing creatures on our precious Earth. Every day the world changes slightly and we laugh with it. Although you have your moments you are still so much fun to be around. The weekends become our little adventure whether its renting a zip car and discovering the new digs or taking a long bus ride through the hood we laugh together over stupid things creating the everlasting mother/daughter bond.
In the middle of our crazy lives I barely find the time to keep up this blog but I do in case any family member or friend needs to know the latest and greatest of our lives. Even not as updated as I hoped, its still a great way to communicate to the minions.
Nageelah my love, when are you going to learn how to use the potty and get out of those dumpy diapers!

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Life can be a living hell

Finally a moment of peace from the screaming holy rollers behind the chain link fence on a freshly paved pulpit.

Glimpses of Bagdad across the street waiting for a pick up and relief from the scavengers.

Hot and cold felt within the six minute march down the infinite corridor to my place at the company.

Another summer day in NYC.

Monday, July 16, 2007

now what?

Nageelah is growing into a fiesty jeworican. As she prematurely enters her terrible two's everything in her world is NO or MINE.

Friday, March 30, 2007

another break

Well I should have known. Things at the fairly new job did not work out. I am back in the market again and with a lot more free time and things are stirring.

I ended my too demanding ridiculous job on a high followed by six interviews. But then things came to a screeching halt and emails were ignored, voice mails unreturned. Ok so I smelled the roses drank some good coffee. NEXT

Saturday, February 17, 2007

You're mine

Well Nageelah my love, here we are 18 months later and in a much different predicament than last year.

I am working a full time career-type job and trying to juggle life, love, and the pursuit of happiness. Sometimes slipping but still moving ahead over bumps and valleys.

Daddy--Z is just full of surprises. He really came through on Thursday when you got sick and babysitter panicked. My reaction was quick to the triage needed and we all end up warm and snuggly in bed.

I march on into the war of mommyhood. People argue that a woman cannot have it all--a professional life and a successful family life.