When the movie “Shaft” came out I was four years old. I was in my late teens, early twenties before I saw the movie without commercial interruption or the censoring of the curse words and sex scenes.

So Diva in Training got a Gameboy Color- purple, a Volkswagen Beetle for Barbie, more Barbies, an American Girl doll, and other stuff I can’t remember.

I have torn this house upside down looking for them, as well as my Boyz II Men Christmas Interpretations. Umm hmm. Somebody is going down for messing with my holiday spirit.

During the holidays, we focus on everyone else (what we do the rest of the year, just multiplied by 10). We often forget to gift ourselves. And I’m not talking about the Guccis, the gadgets, or the gold. Some of us do plenty of that during the year as well.

A few weeks later, The Man comes over with all this information on a local tattoo shop. We take a little field trip to check the joint out, and speak with the tattoo artists, and then set a date.

We get some interesting looks when we are out. A conservatively dressed black female with this 6′ 5″ rocker dude with short spiky hair, tattoos, earrings in both ears, and the body of an Adonis. That is the outside. What they don’t see is the inside. Two people who are more alike than not.

Where to start. 
Sometimes ideas get in my head and won’t go away until I write about them.  This week it’s Granny Panties.  This post was supposed to be about gratitude, but I have to do what the Muse says or she’ll bug the hell out of me for weeks.
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