peace,
I've been kinda awol over here lately, and so I apologize to those of you who rely on my entries to make sure I'm alive, or, alternately, follow my random ramblings with relish.
I've been a busy busy little bee.
I told you all that I had a new job. What I didn't say is that it's time consuming. Instead of working mornings on weekends and nights during the week, I now work 10A-7P during the week, and I'm free weekends.
I'd almost prefer the way I had it, or night work. Though being a Muslim woman, and now covering as I do, I find it really strange when I get random looks while I'm out at night... and then I think, Oh, yeah, they prolly haven't seen a Muslim woman out after dark w/no man, huh?
Maybe I'm imagining that one. Maybe.
Noche de Cultura was this past Saturday, and as always I had a blast. I gave 2 poems, which I plan to share here at a later time (I keep forgetting to bring them to work. I've promised to send them to Cat, Bilal's... um, girlfriend. Gotta get on the ball.) I wore the red silk suit I had made 'specially for Isabel's wedding. Speaking of Isabel, one of the poems I gave was the one I wrote in memorial to her son and my friend Imette. *sigh* Once I got 'round to it, writing them was quite cathartic.
Actually, Noche really was a blast from the past. I haven't really been to a social event like that, with all my peeps and sororities and fraternities and Alma Mater administration in one room, since the last time I was at Noche, in 2003. I saw one of the most inspirational administrators, and gave her a biiiigole hug. She's a Black Woman who has made it to be Vice President, and at that school, that is a serious accomplishment. It was a wonderful feeling to have her say that she's proud of me.
I also saw some members of the two sororities I was associated with in undergrad. Hmm. SO much to say to get into that right now.
Which reminds me: CONGRATS to ISIS, #3 of 4 new sisters of Sigma Lambda Gamma at Florida A&M University! You persevered and you won what you wanted. After all the midnight talks comes dawn. I'm proud of you!
Yeah.
Gotta go, break is over. Love y'all to bits.
peace
Twenny
