*Lee stands on front porch in Georgia and clears throat*
"Excuse me, Ms. LoveBabz?" LadyLee mumbles.
*Babz pays LadyLee NO attention. For she is perusing the Conneticuit sky, discerning its beautiful blue color, pondering the meaning of life*
*Lee cups hands to mouth*
BABZ!!!! Yo BABZ!!!!
*Babz jerks her head around, doing her best to discern the strange noise coming from the south!*
"It's me, Babz! It's LadyLee! Stop all that discerning and get on down here to your virtual birthday party!!"
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVEBABZ!!
Today is one of my favorite bloggers birthdays!
And you know how I do!
Happy 46th Birthday Babz.
Now, I like ol' Babz!
Because her blog is brutally honest. Brutally.
She talks VERY candidly about her life experiences... from molestation as a child to time in prison.
If that ain't some brutal honesty, I don't know what is.
Babz been through it all! ALLLLL!!! The only thing left to do is to go up to the Space Station! Thats it. The chick done been through it ALLL!
I came across Lovebabz by way of my friend and blog sista Sharon, Miss Just Write Now. I think they were writing poetry together and what-not. Anybody down with Sharon is alright with me. At the time I began reading her blog, she was going through a divorce and dealing with healing from that.
I remember thinking... "I remember feeling like that. Now I know my feelings are valid."
She knows how to get on paper many things that I am not even able to verbalize. Not only am I not able to verbalize such thoughts, but I can't even write them on paper, much less a blog.
And I tell you, there are SO many times that I've been discussing various issues with some of my girlfriends...
And Babz posts on the very subject we are discussing that very day... that very same hour. And it ties up and clearly brings together whatever we are discussing.
And she's unabashedly honest with her readers, and more importantly honest with herself.
I like that, Mayne! I loved-ed it!!!
Now over an email the other day, I told her to not be alarmed if I went taring through her archives looking for some of her special quotes. She gave me permission to do so.
But I spent some time one evening, reading her words, looking for some quotes to tack up on the walls of the House of LadyLee. I finally threw my hands in the air, leaned back in my chair and hollered "It's too much!"
"IT'S JUST TOO MUCH!!!"
It's too much, Babz. Too much of that good stuff, gal. Hard to pick one thing, because it all blows my mind.
Her words are like dynamite. When they hit they blow up stuff, change, rearrange some things.
She's very big on the positive personal affirmations. You know, I like that kind of stuff.
So, I will just post the most recent Lovebabz quote from a post that shook me up a bit.
"I am always stunned at folks' perception. Or their so called reality as a barometer for defining my experiences."
If you read THAT too quick, you won't get it. That right there was deep off the pages.
I read that post and was like "I'm stunned too, Babz! Negroes got me stunned too! St-, St-, STUNNED!"
It would take me 5 posts to say what she said very succinctly in a few short words.
Deep off the frickin' pages.
And we don't even want to talk about her blogtalk radio show... Lovetalk Radio.
We could be sitting here talking about that ALL day! (And you know how longwinded-ed I am!)
So... without further adieu, I want to present this sister here with her *Original Oldgirl* Platinum Plus card.
LoveBabz, I won't keep you waiting.
I hereby extend to you your Original Oldgirl Platinum Plus Card, good worldwide and on every planet in the solar system, good even on the Sun itself...with no monetary limits whatsover.
So if the police ever try to run up on you, or some folks try to jump ya, you can yell-
"Get back! I am an Oldgirl!"
I'm an "OG"!
"Get the **** back!!"
No, you'll still catch a beat down...
But you'll have the pride attached to being an Oldgirl...
One who is an Original!
One who is full of wisdom!
One who keeps it real!
One who has been through it all!
One marching like Miss Sophia on her way to a place of peace and victory......
And make sure you don’t fall
Say it loud
I, Lovebabz, am an… Original Oldgirl!
So you know how I do... we gonna have the virtual barbeque.
But not before I show you the gifts I sent to Babz!
I hooked that Original Oldgirl up with a card:
Keep it simple, yet tasteful... Her name in the clouds.
Last year, she asked all her readers to compose poetry in her honor. Now, I'm too bootleg to do that. You know how strange my poetry is.
This year she requested song lyrics that reminded us of her.
I posted 2 songs: "Free" by Jill Scott; "Searching" by Erykah Badu (by way of Roy Ayers)
Now, Babz was over here hollering HARD for a minute about a blanket.
"I want a blanket!! I'll pay! Name Your Price! Blah, BLAH, BLAHHH!!!"
*LadyLee frowning HARD, and closing the window blinds and turning out all the lights at the House of LadyLee*
Girl was just hollering down, making up a BUNCH of noise!
So we talked, and I got an idea of what she liked. Let's just say, I've been wanting to do a black sorority blanket. I spoke with some of the Deltas on my job, and I hooked it up.
So I present to you, The Crimson and Creme...
"The LoveBabz Supreme"
*LadyLee throws smoking hot needle through the wall and into the front yard. The whole front yard catches fire**
It's that crimson and creeeeeeeeme... that Lovebabz Supreeeeeeemmmme!!!
Now, you know how bootleg I tend to be. I took these pictures at my book club sista Aunt Ray-Ray's house last Sunday. And as you can tell by the ball of yarn to the side- I wasn't even finished with it yet.
LOL!!! Babz running around talking about she gonna put it in her Will. LOL!!! Cut that out Babz!
Took me 2 hours to trim all the stray strings. UGH. But I did it for you, Babz! You Oldgirl You!!
I told her it'll make you want to sang the sweetheart song... "Deeee eSsssss Teeee!!"
She called me when she received it. Doing allllll that hollering.
I am death in one ear now. Thanks, Babz...
LOL... But on the real, glad you liked it, Miss. Really glad.
Happy Birthday Lovebabz, and many more!
So, I know ya'll ready to eat!
*Party People knocking over chairs and tables trying to line up for the food*
Let the virtual Barbeque begin!!!
Lovebabz hollers "I sure would enjoy a good piece of fish, LadyLee!"
LadyLee shrugs. "Alright, fish and barbeque! That's cool!"
"Uncle Cre! Git that witch's kettle out and fry up some tilapia!"
We got the HOT. FRIED. FISH for the Party People!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Of course I got the grill going. Not quite summertime, but it's hot enough to grill!! GRILL, GRILL, GRILL!!!
I see you sneaking the ribs on the sly! But we got that grilled up shrimp and crab for you anyways!
I cooked up some gumbo...
And for you REAL country folk: My grandma brought over some chittlins! (Dang. We don't have many chitterlings left over. The people who claim they don't eat port tore that down before it could be served up.)
Hold your horses. The salmon and biscuits are almost ready!
And for the super health counscious folks, we have all the stir-fry you can eat!
Good LAWD, there is some good eatin' up in this here LoveBabz Party!!!!
"Where the Liquor at, LadyLee!" Blog Fam screams, even though they got a case of the "itis" right now.
I tell you... black folks. You know we love the libations...
I'm not a lush, so it don't matter to me, but for all you drunks, we got that
Bitch on Ice... So nice so nice.
Come on, sang with me... *Lee does the running man dance*
"Bitch on Ice... so nice, so nice! Bitch on Ice... so nice, so nice!!!"
Grab a plate, and Party ON!!!
Oh, and don't forget to leave room for dessert.
My neighbor Tiny KILLS my ice cream whenever he comes over. Hopefully he left some for us.
Tiny, grab that ice cream out the freezer!
Party People, make sure you have a few of LadyLee's Oatmeal Raisin walnut cookies and Chocalate Chip Pecan cookies.
And we got a little double chocolate coffee infused cake! Have a slice!!
Whew!!! That was a GOOOD party... I see ALL YA'LL out on the front porch, holding your plates and kicking the HARD electric slide!
Thank ya'll so much for coming by for the LoveBabz virtual birthday party.
Now... you ain't got to go home, but you got to get the hell up outta HERE!!! I got the "itis" something terrible. I gotta go take a PHAT nap.
BABZ! Don't leave none of your gifts here, gal. You leave 'em here, I can't guarantee you will get them back.
Happy Birthday LoveBabz... and many more.