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Things I Would Tell My 12 Year Old Self (Inspired by Kid Fury and Crissles)

2 Oct

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I was listening to an episode of The Read, when a listener asked Fury and Crissles what they would tell their 10 year old selves.  This made me think about the things I would tell my 12 year old self since that was a rough ass time in my little adolescent life.  Here goes:

Dear 12 year old Victoria,

Hey boo.  This is the 32 year old you, and I want to tell you so much about what is and isn’t going to matter in twenty years.

  1. I know the question that is burning in your mind at this moment and let’s just start there.  NO ONE will be paying attention to the little flesh tag on your left ear in 20 years.  Girl!  Let me say it again….NO ONE will be looking at that at all.  So ease up on your mom for not letting you have major reconstructive plastic surgery on your ear when you were 8.  You will go to another plastic surgeon when you are 18 and they will tell you the same thing, removing it will cause more harm than letting it stay.  Also, no, your kids won’t have one and the second your daughter is born you will not check to see if she has 10 fingers and 10 toes, you will be checking her ears. 
  2. Those girls that are giving you hell right now for “acting like a white girl?”  Let me be clear: your uncanny ability to “code switch” will take you further than they will ever go.  You will have fun being petty looking at their Facebooks, trying to be what they clowned you for back then. 
  3. You will find a real friend.  In the ninth grade, you will meet your best friend.  You two will bond over a Wu-Tang lyric and for the next 20 years your friendship will survive deployments, moves across country, marriages, divorce, babies and a partridge in a pear tree.  She will understand everything you have been through and will never have to explain yourself to her.  She will join you in kiking about the tragic people that used to tease you, because some of them teased her too.
  4. You will survive being molested.  It’s gonna be a messy ass road getting there, but you are going to survive it.  I promise.
  5. That boy in your chorus class you like on the low?  You will see him again, and you will go on to have a very interesting relationship with him.  It will be life changing.
  6. You aren’t fat.  Wait until you see your post baby body……
  7. You will have a kick ass afro….TWICE!  Yes girl, you will rebuke the creamy crack and wear your hair natural.
  8. Remember your parent’s wedding picture where you would see a picture of your Godmother and Godbrother (when he was a baby)?  They will become very important people in your life.  The first time you meet your Godbrother, you will realize he is your ‘A-Alike” and that you are not as weird as you thought you were.  Your Godmother will be the personification of God’s love and favor.
  9. Your relationship with your dad is going to stay the same.  I want to really tell you not to involve yourself in the foolishness you are going to in about….two years because at the end of the day, it isn’t going to hurt him. It is going to hurt you.  Bad.  He will continue to view you as a disappointment no matter what you do, so please do yourself a favor and don’t carry that burden. 
  10. You are going to become a runner.  I know, I know.  You struggle to run a single mile, but what if I told you that one day you will run 13.1 miles?  Yes.  It is going to happen and you are going to love it!

Love,

Thirty Two year old Victoria

 

 

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Happy Birthday Speakerboxx/The Love Below

25 Sep

Yesterday Outkast’s last offering, the double disc “Speakerboxx/The Love Below” turned ten.  I remember being very tardy to the party and the first disc I actually heard was The Love Below.  I was recuperating from almost dying in a credit union parking lot (I promise I am going to tell this story) and I went to see my hairdresser, O and he said, “You have to listen to the new Dre 3000 CD!”  We rode up and down the boulevard and then he said there was one song I just HAD to hear.  It was “She’s Alive.”  When I tell you my inner thug was murked, it was murked.  I got a great deal of encouragement from Three Stacks mom’s parts in the song and I could identify with everything she was saying.

My other favorite track was “She Lives In My Lap.”  The scratches and the Geto Boys sample at the end?  Bananas.  Also, get into the cameo by Rosario Dawson.

Months later, after playing “The Love Below” every single day, I finally started listening to “Speakerboxx.”  My favorite track is GhettoMusik and the cameo by Patti Labelle in the video is awesome.

Sharing Is Caring: What I’m Reading

20 Sep

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Starting My Friday Off Right!!!

13 Sep

I woke up to this in my inbox and my Friday is starting off right!!!!!  Shout out to my girl Organic Cocaine for sending me this beautiful bean footage this morning!  *fans self*

Saturday: Daytripping Downtown

2 Jul
The National Archives

The National Archives

This past Saturday, my son and I got up early for a day of museum hopping in Downtown DC.  Since I ALWAYS go to the Smithsonian Museum of American History, I decided to check out some of the other museums that the Smithsonian had to offer.  That is when I noticed an ad for an exhibit being held at the National Archives called Documerica.  Documeria is a photography exhibit that features photography taken around America in the 1970’s.  The pictures were simply amazing as they caught slices of life grouped by a vast variety of cities and small towns.  My son however, did not seem very enthused by the exhibit.  He entertained himself by talking to the security guards and asking more questions than a lawyer during cross examination.  My only advice for going to the Archives is to save a wait in line by going to the website and getting the tickets (which are free).

Documerica

Documerica

View from the Archives Metro exit

View from the Archives Metro exit

The line outside.  It moved pretty fast!

The line outside. It moved pretty fast!

"What is past is prologue"

“What is past is prologue”

Our next stop on our little journey was to the Native American Museum.  I have been trying to go to this museum for a solid year, but I didn’t realize the museums stretched the length of the National Mall.  When we got to the museum, we were immediately greeted by a huge tipi.  Yes, I spelled that right.  One of the first things I learned at the museum is that I have been misspelling “tee-pee” wrong my entire life.

INDIAN4There were some really interesting exhibits, and they had these really nice sitting areas on the at the end of each wing.

View from the third floor

View from the third floor

 

Very interesting sculpture....You have not felt embarassment until your 3 year old shouts: "Look Mommy, Ninnies!!!"

Very interesting sculpture….You have not felt embarrassment until your 3 year old shouts: “Look Mommy, Ninnies!!!”

Outside of the Museum

Outside of the Museum

On my search for the National Art Museum, I came across the US Botanical Gardens.  This was going to be a real treat since I miss going to the botanical gardens in Norfolk.  The entrance was absolutely an oasis after pushing a 40 pound toddler in a stroller (don’t stand in judgement) in the 90 degree plus weather.  The Boy and I sat down on a cushioned sofa covered by the shade of a huge umbrella .  We sipped our water and looked at the Capitol building, wishing my mom was there since I know she loves this kind of stuff.  Once we got all cooled off and composed we entered the building, which was like a garden from the windows to the walls (I’m childish).  If you ever get a chance to go, check out the jungle room where there are plenty of exotic plants that I don’t know the names of and a second floor that I want to see, but the elevator was out of service (stroller life!).  Adjacent to the jungle room is the medicinal plant room that carried all of these different plants and noted their uses.  There was one missing from the group.  Moving on…..

Jungle Room

Jungle Room

Medicinal Room

Medicinal Room

The day was wonderful, I enjoyed spending some time with The Boy since I don’t get to do that much during the week because of my crazy commute.  Of course we ended our day at our favorite place, Bayou Bakery for our weekly dreamsicle sno ball and crawfish.

Sno Ball!!!!!

Sno Ball!!!!!

Crawdads....I prefer the term, Mudbugs

Crawdads….I prefer the term, Mudbugs

 

 

 

Sunday Brunch: Crown Bakery

1 Jul

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On Sunday, J, his brother, his girlfriend, and I hit up brunch at Crown Bakery located at 5409 Georgia Avenue in Northwest, DC. This was my first time having a Caribbean brunch so I didn’t know what to expect. The restaurant is two floors, and brunch is served on the second floor in a cozy, home like atmosphere. The staff made us feel like family. The food was AMAZING!!! I tried the salt fish and it was delicious!!! I rounded out my meal with oxtails, rice with pigeon peas and plenty of fried plaintains. The icing on the cake was the rum punch which is bottomless!

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There were plenty of options as you can see for J, who is a pescetarian:

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The food is served buffet style, which means you get plenty

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So give them a try next time you get a taste for real Caribbean food!

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Spaces and Places: Epiphany Open Pit

24 Jun
 

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It is no secret at The Day Job we LOVE to eat.  Running is the only reason I have been able to maintain my shape (still holding down my size 8).  But this post is not about running, it is about the awesomeness that is Cheat Day and a new place I have fallen in love with called Epiphany Open Pit.  The restaurant is located at 4128 Georgia Avenue in Washington D.C. and they sell BBQ, seafood, and sandwiches.  I ordered the 1/2 slab of ribs with the baked beans and collard greens and I must say that I was impressed.

The Good

The ribs are made with a dry rub that had a peppery flavor to it.  You can get sauce on the ribs or on the side by request.  I am not a fan of dry rub so I asked for my ribs wet.  The sauce had a nice little kick to it and it was not too hot.  The ribs were tender and well seasoned and most importantly they were a good size.  If you are not a meat eater, they have an AWESOME fish sandwich as well.

The Bad

The sides…..Often when I visit BBQ restaurants I am often underwhelmed by the sides.  Though the focus is always the meat, the sides are important to me.  If the sides are nasty, them I am just eating pounds of meat and that is not balanced.  The baked beans were a little over cooked, and under seasoned and the collards were a little too spicy for my taste.  They reminded me of the Thanksgiving my mother let my sister make the greens and she put pepper flakes in them to the point we all were in tears.  Just too spicy.

The Verdict

I would certainly make another trip to Epiphany!

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