I need your help!

I'm directing a production of the Vagina Monologues and the proceeds benefit the Stanford Houses Women's Shelter/ Safe Health and Wellness Transitional Housing.  I want to fill up the auditorium.  I also want to make sure that we've done our part to help end violence against women.

If you're in the area, consider buying a ticket and seeing the show.  It's going to be great!  If not, consider donating to the cause.  You can do both here.

Thank you!

in memoriam. (link)

I know I've still not blogged in a while. I'm still figuring which direction I'm taking and I'm also in the midst of moving back to Detroit! However, I read this piece on LadyQSings that really touched me.

I've written about my dad here before. He died when I was six so I never really got to know him very well. I didn't grow up with him around, but I knew that if he were still alive he'd be there with me. About him/us, she writes:

You were a SILENT WARRIOR, and far as I'm concerned that's the best kind to have on your team. I look at your daughters today, and I see pieces of you. I see parts of you that they'll never know. And that makes me sad.

Read more about him, and two other people who have also helped mold me into who I am (yes, the blogger is my cousin and knows most of my life.) Link below.

In Memoriam

what i've done so far.

I guess I am not ready to give up . . . and i drink cups of tea just yet, so i gave it a make over to make it feel cleaner. There are a few more things I want to tweak, but right now I am happy with how it's turned out. More to come, for sure.

moving on.

I am thinking of scrapping this blog and starting over. I don't know if . . . and i drink cups of tea is me anymore. I had a lot of fun with this blog, and I will probably leave this here for archival purposes, but look out for a revamp or something new from me soon.

Lots of love,
a.renae

i watched my first superbowl game.

It was an experience.

Also, this was the best commercial of the night:

And that's how you represent my city! I got a little misty-eyed.

guys.

I've been having trouble coming up with posts for this blog because:

one.

All I can think about is how fierce I am right now and how I want to go shopping still.

two.

I'm always exhausted when I get home. Two jobs (that involve standing for HOURS) plus school plus homework plus rehearsal plus extra life stuff is tiring.

three.

I always have these great topics to talk about but once I type them they sound dumb. Or people tweet, blog, say things that I probably shouldn't try to comment on here on this blog. Yet.

four.

Tumblr (link sometimes NSFW) is taking up my time.

five.

I don't want to bore you with body acceptance/ fat acceptance/ heavy society junk talk on the daily.

six.

Just love this number.

By the way, I have three pending posts and I'm just tweaking them. Also I plan to post more pics.

a boring recap of my life in recent times.

The past few weeks have been extremely hectic, but good at the same time. I have yet to take down my Christmas tree. Do not judge.

one:

I left one of my jobs and got a new one, so for two weeks I worked three jobs. Plus school. Plus sorority. Plus rehearsal.

two.

Speaking of rehearsal, I am doing Vagina Monologues in February! It's exciting, though there are some things a bit unnerving that I couldn't put my finger on until reading another woman-of-color's blog post about being in the Monologues. So many thoughts on race and empowe

rment and feminism running through my mind right now.

three.

I got a sew-in. A weave. Extensions. Whatever you want to call it, I got it. It's extra long and I feel really DIVA in it. The thing is, this is my first one, and I wassuper nervous about it. I'm not that kind of girl. I kept my hair the same most from middle school until I graduated college (with the exception of braids here and there.) The past year has brought some changes. I cut it last October or November, got kinky twists and stopped relaxing in July and now I have a weave. Super long. I love it. I think I might blog about my thoughts on hair another time. It's full of politics, and morals and feelings and stereotypes for Black women, at least.

four.

I've been eating crazy. And not that I want to diet (another post), but I do feel a lot better when I'm feeding myself things that aren't processed too much, full of salt or something like that. With that, I finally bought a few groceries. Because eating out these past weeks has been expensive and kind of icky feeling, even when I wasn't (which was most times) choosing fast food.

five.

I took an out-of-towner on a Detroit adventure. Finally. Love.

six.

Speaking of adventures, I got a new camera, but I fail at taking pictures while I'm out. I want to post more pics on this blog, so I need to get to it.