Michael's passing has finally begun to sink in for me. Despite viewing a plethora of news coverage and retrospectives and interviews about his untimely death, I guess it's really true that he's gone. Yes, I have been sad; however, I was appalled by Joe Jackson's behavior at the BET Awards when he was pimping his new music business while displaying an attitude that was completely bereft of any sadness or mourning for his baby boy's passing. What an asshole. I hope he dies with his fists clenched and his jaws tight. But it's okay, because karma is a mufuh, and he will get his.
Not only was Michael a tormented soul, he was constantly trying to gain the approval of a man who tortured him constantly by calling him blackie, big nose, and ugly when he was a child. If a child hears these debilitating commments almost every day of his life, naturally he/she will grow up with huge insecurities as well as self-hatred for himself and (probably) anything that looks like himself. Coupled with the fact that Michael could not sleep well and he was embarking on a grueling tour which required major rehearsals, it's no wonder the man was on the verge of losing it. I've had insomnia and I know how brutal it can be. But to top insomnia off with vigorous physical activity?? It's not a good combination and it's not going to work. I don't want to believe what I'm hearing regarding prescription drugs, however, Michael was trying to quench his pain - and he was in lots of that - literally and figuratively.
I have two theories of how MJ passed:
1 - He accidentally took more medication than he should have in the early morning of June 25 so that he could get some sleep.
2 - Michael may have finally realized that he could not withstand the vicious rehearsals and upcoming 50 date concert tour (50 dates is ludicrous) and he just did not/could not disappoint his fans, his kids, himself, so perhaps he decided to call it a day. I don't want to believe my second theory; however, it 's not entirely improbable given all of the obstacles he was dealing with. Yes, he supposedly was in good shape but he is 50 and he hadn't been performing for over 10 years. I'm not saying he could not have executed the tour; however, 20 dates should have been the goal.
In any event, he's gone now, so please continue to pray for his family, his children, and his soul.
And remember: Each day is a blessing and a gift and it should not be taken for granted.
Peace and hair grease, y'all.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I'M SEEING AND HEARING!
Dear God,
It can't be! This has to be a mirage! I am reeling from the news about the passing of Mijac; the King of Pop. What a profoundly sad day and I mean to tell you, I've been a bit of a mess. I left work early after I heard the news. I still can't believe what I'm looking at when I see the words (Michael Jackson is dead; although, personally, I prefer: Michael Jackson dies) scroll across the TV /internet screens, or hear snippets of his fabulous music.
I pray that his family is able to grasp this massive and unexplainable loss. I am still reeling; I can not believe this. Lord, God, this is unreal. It's surreal... The news reports blather away and I am not connecting the dots. It's like "What did you say?" "I think I heard you say "Michael Jackson is dead." Or "I think I heard you say Michael Jackson died, but surely you must be out of your mind." It's unfathomable; that's exactly what it is. It is unfathomable!!!
I grew up with their music. The first record I purchased as a yung'un was "ABC;" waaaaay back in the day. I purchased a '45, vinyl with the little plastic disk that had to be inserted in the middle before the record could be played. '
My God...this is unreal... I am like floored, blown a way...I'm reeling; I don't know what to do!!!
I'm out; I can't hang.
Be well....be happy...be blessed.
Best,
Robin
It can't be! This has to be a mirage! I am reeling from the news about the passing of Mijac; the King of Pop. What a profoundly sad day and I mean to tell you, I've been a bit of a mess. I left work early after I heard the news. I still can't believe what I'm looking at when I see the words (Michael Jackson is dead; although, personally, I prefer: Michael Jackson dies) scroll across the TV /internet screens, or hear snippets of his fabulous music.
I pray that his family is able to grasp this massive and unexplainable loss. I am still reeling; I can not believe this. Lord, God, this is unreal. It's surreal... The news reports blather away and I am not connecting the dots. It's like "What did you say?" "I think I heard you say "Michael Jackson is dead." Or "I think I heard you say Michael Jackson died, but surely you must be out of your mind." It's unfathomable; that's exactly what it is. It is unfathomable!!!
I grew up with their music. The first record I purchased as a yung'un was "ABC;" waaaaay back in the day. I purchased a '45, vinyl with the little plastic disk that had to be inserted in the middle before the record could be played. '
My God...this is unreal... I am like floored, blown a way...I'm reeling; I don't know what to do!!!
I'm out; I can't hang.
Be well....be happy...be blessed.
Best,
Robin
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Another Month Bites the Dust
Hey y'all...
I hope you're doing well. I'm doing okay, feeling a little blah today. Why? I'm not sure. The moon will be full in about a week so maybe that's why I'm feeling this way. But you know what, it's only temporary and I'll be out of my mini-funk in a minute. It doesn't last long, praise the Lord.
It's a beautiful Sunday and I've got some things to do.
I'm proud of the Lakers - Kobe is my boy, with Trevor and Andrew not far behind. It would've been way live to see the Lakers and Cavs in a match up, but oh well...perhaps next year.'
I know you're eruditious so if you're looking for a good summer read check out my debut novel: Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena. It's available on Amazon.com and trust me, you'll have a blast. And once you've finished reading it please feel free to post your reviews on Amazon, yes?
I'm out ...just wanted to say Hey.
I hope you're doing well. I'm doing okay, feeling a little blah today. Why? I'm not sure. The moon will be full in about a week so maybe that's why I'm feeling this way. But you know what, it's only temporary and I'll be out of my mini-funk in a minute. It doesn't last long, praise the Lord.
It's a beautiful Sunday and I've got some things to do.
I'm proud of the Lakers - Kobe is my boy, with Trevor and Andrew not far behind. It would've been way live to see the Lakers and Cavs in a match up, but oh well...perhaps next year.'
I know you're eruditious so if you're looking for a good summer read check out my debut novel: Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena. It's available on Amazon.com and trust me, you'll have a blast. And once you've finished reading it please feel free to post your reviews on Amazon, yes?
I'm out ...just wanted to say Hey.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
TRYING TO FIND MY RHYTHM
Greetings Gorgeous,
Well, I've been back to work (albeit not full-time) since March 3 and so far, so good. My bosses are hella cool and since the top dog is a medical doc, he is well aware of my recovery process and limitations - and for that, I am very grateful.
Now about my book, Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena, it will be released around May 15. Editing it kept me busy and my mind off thangs while I was recuping - for that I'm also grateful. I really want you to get a copy. Keep an eye on the website for info about upcoming book signings, appearances, etc. www.robinrrobinson.com.
At times I feel a little dizzy, lightheaded and nauseous, but it's all good; at least I'm not vomiting nor do I have the runs. LOL LOL. I'm probably anemic (had a blood test the other day and I'm awaiting results), so I'm eating Shredded Wheat with light soy milk (that apparently provides 90% of the iron I need daily). Not hanging out; unless it's a book related function, church, or having dinner one on one with folks, I'm really keeping it low key. I am working out, reading, and making it a point to laugh (sometimes guffaw) everyday. I've been rockin' Malia (my wig) during the week and Sasha on the weekends.
That's about it on this end. Remember: Be well, be happy, be blessed - and count your blessings.
Peace and hair grease.
I'm out.
Well, I've been back to work (albeit not full-time) since March 3 and so far, so good. My bosses are hella cool and since the top dog is a medical doc, he is well aware of my recovery process and limitations - and for that, I am very grateful.
Now about my book, Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena, it will be released around May 15. Editing it kept me busy and my mind off thangs while I was recuping - for that I'm also grateful. I really want you to get a copy. Keep an eye on the website for info about upcoming book signings, appearances, etc. www.robinrrobinson.com.
At times I feel a little dizzy, lightheaded and nauseous, but it's all good; at least I'm not vomiting nor do I have the runs. LOL LOL. I'm probably anemic (had a blood test the other day and I'm awaiting results), so I'm eating Shredded Wheat with light soy milk (that apparently provides 90% of the iron I need daily). Not hanging out; unless it's a book related function, church, or having dinner one on one with folks, I'm really keeping it low key. I am working out, reading, and making it a point to laugh (sometimes guffaw) everyday. I've been rockin' Malia (my wig) during the week and Sasha on the weekends.
That's about it on this end. Remember: Be well, be happy, be blessed - and count your blessings.
Peace and hair grease.
I'm out.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
90 Days - Almost
Spring is in the air which is a good thing. It's one of my favorite seasons, besides Autumn.
Tomorrow (3/20) I head to San Fran to see my surgeon and Sunday, (3/22) will be 90 days since my surgery. Goodness, gracious how time flies, yes??
I'm progressing nicely; althought I still get a little tired during the day but I am dying to do some real exercises (i.e., sit ups and weights). My wigs - Sasha and Malia - are holding it down for me until I'm happy and nappy once again but that might be a minute.
I still find it hard to wrap my brain (no pun intended) around the fact that I had brain surgery almost 90 days ago. But I did. It's done. And I survived. Praise the Lord in Heaven above. When I hear a siren, I am taken back to the night of the incident. Mind you, I don't cower in a corner and howl at the moon, but the sound does bring it back home.
And the Natasha Richardson situation with all the Docs talking about the brain, and injuries and swellings and what nots, has kept the issue at the forefront of my cranial cavity. Lordy, Lordy...
Work is coming along. Half-days are hella cool and my bosses have been hella cool as well, so that kind of support always helps. Plus I have some very generous friends who have donated some of their leave credits so that I am able to work part-time.
Big ups to all y'all who are helping a sista hold it down!!
Going to be doing some final edits on my book (release date is now May 1) and I'm really looking forward to it being read, reviewed, and enjoyed. Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena.
That's about it; I'm at lunch and I need to bounce.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease.
Robin
Tomorrow (3/20) I head to San Fran to see my surgeon and Sunday, (3/22) will be 90 days since my surgery. Goodness, gracious how time flies, yes??
I'm progressing nicely; althought I still get a little tired during the day but I am dying to do some real exercises (i.e., sit ups and weights). My wigs - Sasha and Malia - are holding it down for me until I'm happy and nappy once again but that might be a minute.
I still find it hard to wrap my brain (no pun intended) around the fact that I had brain surgery almost 90 days ago. But I did. It's done. And I survived. Praise the Lord in Heaven above. When I hear a siren, I am taken back to the night of the incident. Mind you, I don't cower in a corner and howl at the moon, but the sound does bring it back home.
And the Natasha Richardson situation with all the Docs talking about the brain, and injuries and swellings and what nots, has kept the issue at the forefront of my cranial cavity. Lordy, Lordy...
Work is coming along. Half-days are hella cool and my bosses have been hella cool as well, so that kind of support always helps. Plus I have some very generous friends who have donated some of their leave credits so that I am able to work part-time.
Big ups to all y'all who are helping a sista hold it down!!
Going to be doing some final edits on my book (release date is now May 1) and I'm really looking forward to it being read, reviewed, and enjoyed. Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena.
That's about it; I'm at lunch and I need to bounce.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease.
Robin
Monday, March 2, 2009
BACK TO THE GRIND
Hey Gorgeous,
Starting 3/3, I will be going back to work (part-time only). I'm kinda sorta looking forward to it because it will be nice to have another routine to tackle during the day. I haven't worked since December 19 so it's going to take me a minute to get back into my groove; but trust me, I will find my groove. I'll be rocking a wig (my hair is still a mess), but it's all good. I'll keep you posted.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease, y'all.
www.robinrrobinson.com
Starting 3/3, I will be going back to work (part-time only). I'm kinda sorta looking forward to it because it will be nice to have another routine to tackle during the day. I haven't worked since December 19 so it's going to take me a minute to get back into my groove; but trust me, I will find my groove. I'll be rocking a wig (my hair is still a mess), but it's all good. I'll keep you posted.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease, y'all.
www.robinrrobinson.com
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
BACK TO LIFE - BACK TO REALITY
Greetings,
This is my last week to rehab at home. (I've been digging the rain). I'm due to go back to work on Monday (3/2). Feeling a whole helluva lot better but my hair is jacked up. I mean to tell you. One thing neurosurgeons aren't concerned about (before surgery) is how their patient's hair is going to look because mine is a mess. But that's superficial; what's really important is that I'm here and I was given a second chance. I'm kinda sorta looking forward to going back to work and re-establishing that routine. It has been a little over two months since I've been at my desk.
Anywho, I'm out.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease.
www.robinrrobinson.com
This is my last week to rehab at home. (I've been digging the rain). I'm due to go back to work on Monday (3/2). Feeling a whole helluva lot better but my hair is jacked up. I mean to tell you. One thing neurosurgeons aren't concerned about (before surgery) is how their patient's hair is going to look because mine is a mess. But that's superficial; what's really important is that I'm here and I was given a second chance. I'm kinda sorta looking forward to going back to work and re-establishing that routine. It has been a little over two months since I've been at my desk.
Anywho, I'm out.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease.
www.robinrrobinson.com
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