<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:26:32.429-08:00</updated><category term='lost child'/><category term='RKelly'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='Chocolate Candy'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Oprah'/><category term='Miracle'/><category term='Amazon'/><category term='virtual Assistant'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='body cleanse'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='about someone'/><category term='horoscope'/><category term='Prayer for guidance'/><category term='Obama Look A Like'/><category term='happy new years'/><category term='job'/><category term='cleanse'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='BET'/><category term='sears'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Natural Remedy for Cold'/><category term='Child'/><category term='starting a business'/><category term='God'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Laughter'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='People'/><category term='all about me'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Steve Harvey Show'/><category term='Performer'/><category term='spiritual cleanse'/><category term='Self'/><category term='church'/><category term='mothers day'/><category term='hgtv 2009 giveaway home'/><category term='about me'/><category term='Success'/><category term='Singer'/><category term='My Life'/><category term='Joke of the week'/><category term='Say Yes by Shekinah Glory'/><category term='Barack Obama'/><category term='Dallas'/><category term='Husband'/><category term='Nephew Tommy'/><category term='African American Books'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Save'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='&quot;Prayer&quot;'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='Aries'/><category term='Attitude'/><category term='Crush'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='Artist'/><category term='Cash'/><category term='zoo'/><category term='chicago'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='job interview'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Money'/><category term='to you'/><category term='katt williams'/><category term='President'/><category term='Ray J'/><category term='Shoes'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Brown Sistah life'/><category term='children'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='thankful'/><category term='son'/><category term='2010'/><category term='goals'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='Apartment'/><category term='Prank Calls'/><category term='about my son'/><category term='healing words'/><category term='lingerie'/><category term='about family'/><category term='Bernie Mac'/><category term='house'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='Shoes of the week'/><category term='boots'/><category term='micheal jackson'/><category term='my thought'/><title type='text'>A Brown Sistah Story</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my life, and my journey to a  more rewarding, fulfilling, Spiritual, fun, fearless, peaceful, loving, happy,and Blessed Life!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-6392831324590842531</id><published>2011-03-27T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T08:32:45.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Greetings Love, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was my birth-day, Yayyyyyy!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You want to take a guess on how I spent my fabulous birth-day??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go head, I'm waiting... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, Times up....LOL &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took my boys to the movies to see "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" That movie was great, I really enjoyed it, it was mad cool, and the creator for that movie gets brownie points from me and my boys also. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My 6yr old sat next to me with his box of popcorn, little fruit snack and an icee which was the wild cherry flavour. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My 9yr old and my lil brother sat next to each other, smacking on nacho's...LOL &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My husband decided that he didn't want to come with us, and that he was tired, I was a little upset, because I was thinking..."Dude"...it's not about you, it's about me…Like hello...it's my birth-day!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I let it pass, and we gathered our things and we lefted the building...LOL &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, after the movies, my boys were like...Mom, What's next? I said....Yall are not hanging with me all day for my birth-day...LMBO &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway we got back home, and my cousin and her boyfriend called and wanted to treat me to some wine for my birthday, and they came over, we talked, and drunk wine, while the children were in their room playing they games. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I enjoyed myself, I got a little tipsy I can say, and they left. My husband and I watched TV for a little, or the TV watched me, because I went to sleep. My husband was watching "Clockers" I think that's a Spike Lee movie, but anyway I didn't like it, and I think that's the reason why I fell asleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I made it out of my 30's and I'm feeling fabulous as hell!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look forward to my 40's and all that it has to offer me, which is going to be OUTSTANDING!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know, 40's is the new 30's...Ha… That's what I told my aunt, but I'm 40 and I feel like I'm 25!!!! I'm so much wiser, I'm stronger, and I'm everything that I am... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm peaceful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm loving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm outgoing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm smart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sexy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm smart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm spiritual&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm delightful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;and I'm so much more! LOL... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm everything GOOD, I'm everything &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says....I AM! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until Next time, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live, Laugh, and Love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-6392831324590842531?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/6392831324590842531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=6392831324590842531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6392831324590842531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6392831324590842531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-birthday_27.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5909962541278161383</id><published>2011-03-17T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T07:35:32.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtual Assistant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting a business'/><title type='text'>Good Day All!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, it's been a long time, a very long time…..I'm sorry, your girl been going through some stuff and I'm working it out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's all good, God got my back! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I'm in the process of looking for a job or shall I say I'm looking for some clients for my new business. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My temporary job have ended, it lasted for 4months. I pretty much liked this past job, I enjoy being an Assistant, and that's why I came up with the idea of being a Virtual Assistant. The reason why I choose to be a VA is because I can work from home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really want to work from home, and be there when my boys come home from school. I would have their snacks and Dinner ready for them, and we can go over their home-work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just really want to work from….PERIOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really want to work for myself…PERIOD!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While working at this last job, I kind of felt like they didn't appreciate me, I worked hard, I was very friendly, and I was very helpful, and whatever they needed something done, I never hesitated to do it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I put a lot of energy into these Companies that I worked for, because I work as if I'm working for God! I think they didn't appreciate me, so I just simply made the decision to work from home, to work for myself, and still work as if I'm working for God, but in my own business. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you understand what I'm saying? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I'm in the process at this very moment, on working as a Virtual Assistant from home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I set my own hours… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I set my own pay… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's my business, I set everything up according to what I want, so if any of you, or if you know someone who is looking for an Assistant or in need for one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please let me know, my business is still in the first stages. I'm working on the website, business cards and everything at this moment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm also working on a blog for it as well, so look out for it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My email is &lt;a href="mailto:delondaburns@yahoo.com"&gt;delondaburns@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please send me an email if you looking for a VA or if you know someone who needs a VA (Virtual Assistant) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The services that I'm offering are…. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wordprocessing... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Data Entry… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answering Emails… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answering phone calls… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Travel Plans… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Online research… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Making Appointments… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Send &amp;amp; Receive emails… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prepare Mailing (including Marketing materials, holiday cards, thank you notes, &amp;amp; Etc.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Customer Service… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make online purchases… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pay bills… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Manage Contacts… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Transcribe Voicemail messages… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bulk Mailing… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Schedule Interviews &amp;amp; Other appointments &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personal Concierge services &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, those are the services that I'm offering, and I'm also working on my Travel Business from home as well, look out for that also! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your girl is pretty busy; I'm really trying to work from home, and for myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm really tired of working for other people, and working for temporary services, it's really a pain, at least for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I'm about to start blogging more often, and I hope you guys haven't totally wiped me out or shall I say…Deleted me!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look for me to be blogging on the regular, I promised, I pinkie promise…LOL &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until, next time &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#eeece1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5909962541278161383?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5909962541278161383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5909962541278161383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5909962541278161383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5909962541278161383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-day-all.html' title='Good Day All!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5317430125571291942</id><published>2010-12-31T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T08:00:10.176-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy new years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!!</title><content type='html'>Peace &amp;amp; Love to you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wishing everyone a safe, and A Happy New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm being very lazy at the moment, but please come back tomorrow, so that you can read my goals for 2011, I have a lot that I would like to accomplish, but I will only be posting a few, for the month of January, as a matter of fact, I think every month, I will be posting new goals, please leave your commits, and suggestions. I'm looking forward to positive feed back, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5317430125571291942?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5317430125571291942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5317430125571291942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5317430125571291942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5317430125571291942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8167045270266734970</id><published>2010-11-20T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T13:30:51.677-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about family'/><title type='text'>Ok, I'm really back this time!!!</title><content type='html'>Greetings Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is everybody doing? Fine I hope, Well Thanksgiving will be here soon, and I can't wait to eat some stuffing, I mean I want it right now, all that other food they can keep, but I only want some good ole stuffing...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never cooked a holiday meal, not once in my life, but since I'm in the process of moving into my own place, I will try and cook something for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be something different, basically I'm tired of the same traditional holiday food, I think I may look and search for a good vegetarian holiday meal to prepare since I plan on becoming vegetarian soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I will be moving to our new apartment on December 1st, and I can't wait! We were suppose to be or should have relocated to Atlanta this year, but something happen, which delayed our move. I haven't given up on the move totally, but we delayed it until Spring of 2011!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my husband and I wanted to do was to continue staying with my mother until Spring of 2011, so that we can save money, and also to keep us from constantly moving, I got tons of books, and I'm not in the mood to keep transporting them books from location-to-location, I mean I don't really move them, my husband do, and he have a bad back, so it's not good for him either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so my mother for half of this year were saying she wants her own place, and all that crap, but the thing was neither I or my husband were financially able to move out on our own yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We prayed that God would bless us with a full-time job, so that we could move into our own place, and we were going to be out, we couldn't wait. My mother is a depressed person, and she have like these crazy and different personalities that we can't deal with. My girlfriend said maybe she's Bipolar or something, I don't know, I just wanted to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so moving on, God have blessed me with a great job,and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;I was like ok, we can move now honey,(that's what I told my hubby) I was referred by a family member about a basement apartment in her building, looked at the place, liked it, and we got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is in the process of moving also, we are all sharing a 3-bedroom apt, and she's looking for a 2-bedroom and so am I, but guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She haven't found a place yet, and we have to be out of this place by December the 5th, time is counting down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since I would say.. around May of this year, she's been plaining to move, (my mother)and leave us here, she have packed, called people about apartments, and all that good stuff, but really... she never saved money to move, and we signed the lease again. Let me say this also, about once a year, she gets bored and wants to move, she will find something wrong with her apartment and will move. My grandmother say she's not stable...Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing with my mother is, when she's depressed, she wants to make everyone around her depressed as well. It worked on my husband, but not for me, I believe in God, and I have faith that he would pull us through, and he truely did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband have been stressed already, because he wants to work, and be the provider for our family, he's been looking for a job for awhile, so that automatically made him depressed. God has blessed him with gifted hands, this man can repair, and build anything, so we are in the process of starting a small business, using his skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Madam C.J. Walker once said..."Don't sit down and wait for opportunities to come....Get up and make them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to what I was saying...My mother was thinking that she could move in with my grandmother &amp;amp; brother, while saving her money to move into her own place, but guess what? My grandmother don't want her there:-(.....So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, and said...Im'ma live with you until I find a place, and I looked at her and said...No you're not!!....Yall should have seen her face...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can yall understand why I said no? Again, half of this year she have been stressing about wanting her own place and wanting us to move out on our own, making it very stressful for us, and knowing damn well my husband and I have been trying to find jobs, and I was working part-time, paying half on just about everything I could,  we provided our own food, and we cleaned up! I mean my husband did stuff for her, my brother wouldn't and still will not do, everything she asked him to do, he will do it! She talked bad about my husband to my brother, and my grandmother, she even told me, that she's moving, and my boys &amp;amp; I can come, but not my husband, it was a mess, but God pulled us through child, Amen to that people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at her, yall should see her (I wish you could see her) she is very depressed now, yall don't understand, how she stressed us out with her different personalities, her threating to move on us, and look who needs who now, you see God don't like ugly and he sure ain't crazy about pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she's my mother, and I love her, and I would pray for her, but I can't live with her any more. I'm not depressed, and I don't want that spirit around me or my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, she is a Gemini, and I here that they have many personalities (sorry Gemini's) I can't deal with that, it's a energy drainer, and I'm not dealng with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me ask you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you allow your parent to move in with you for awhile, even though she/he basically made your life a living hell while living with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear from you...Talk 2 me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8167045270266734970?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8167045270266734970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8167045270266734970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8167045270266734970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8167045270266734970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2010/11/ok-im-really-back-this-time.html' title='Ok, I&apos;m really back this time!!!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5694509776302950983</id><published>2010-04-09T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:05:49.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>I'm back!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, look for something from me soon, a lot have been going on with me lately and I will be posting it real soon. I'm sleepy at the moment, so check me out tomorrow peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5694509776302950983?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5694509776302950983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5694509776302950983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5694509776302950983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5694509776302950983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!!!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8477224094725570593</id><published>2010-01-01T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T08:00:05.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm so thankful for a new year, I give all praises and honor to God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSALM 100...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Make a joyful shout to the Lord, all you lands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve the Lord with gladness; come before His presence with singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that the Lord, He is God; it is He who has made us, and not we ourselves; we are His people and the sheep of His pasture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, and into His court with praise. be thankful to Him, and bless His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Lord is good;&lt;br /&gt;His Mercy is everlasting, and His truth endures to all generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8477224094725570593?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8477224094725570593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8477224094725570593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8477224094725570593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8477224094725570593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-6016119425542845863</id><published>2009-12-15T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:21:52.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Howdy Partner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Where have you been? Some may ask.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well, I been working 3rd shift again and I know I posted before, that I will never work another 3rd shift again, but brown sistah needed some cash...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm still at the same Company, which is Bank of America as a Processing Clerk again, I don't understand why they laid us off in the first place, just to call us back 2months later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Christmas is slowly approaching, or should  I say...It's approaching fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I haven't done any shopping and really I don't plan on doing a lot of shopping, because that's not what Christmas is about, I'm not about to be out there spending all my money or the little money that I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Look out 2010 is around the corner, Do anybody have any goals or plans for the new year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My Goals are for 2010 will consist of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1. Releasing some weight and start eating alot more healthier. I need to get rid of alot of weight, I will not tell you how much, but it's more then 30lbs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2. Fitness, Along with eating healthier and releasing weight, I have to include fitness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I have a treadmill, so I'm going to work out at least 4-5 times a week for 30-45mins. I'm also interested in starting some kickboxing class and swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3. My family and I will be relocating to a new city in March or April and we all pretty excited about that and actually I'm in the process of planing that now. Hopefully, the job I'm with now can transfer me, since they have a Company there also. My goal is to be moved by June 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4. I will be starting college in 2010, I haven't really decided what school yet, but It's between two schools and they both are located in the new city, in which I will be relocating to. My goal is to choose the school and enroll for Summer or Fall 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5. My Book, yes I have a couple of books in my head, but I can only do one at a time and for now, I will start with The Book for African American Families. My goal is to have half of the book written by July 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can go on with the goals and plans that I have for 2010, but I have to start with what I have written above, but I forgot to mention, that my number one goal should have been, my number 2 goal, because My #1 goal is to continue working on building my relationship with God, that is like before EVERYTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I will continue to attend church regularly. Prayer, I will continue and forever will be praying daily, but more than once a day or only when I need him/her, I will be more active in my conversation or prayer with God, I will included him in everything, I mean everything, because it's not about me, it's about him and what he wants for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Daily Bible read, I was reading a book and it's called The Purpose Driven and the author says that, if you spend at least 15mins a day, reading the Bible, you would have read the entire bible in a year. So, I have 15mins a day and really more time than that to read the bible, but I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can say that I spend about 15mins reading the Bible about 3-4 times a week, so I have to make it a priority to read it at least 15-20mins on a day to day basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Do anybody have any more idea's I can use to work on building a more loving relationship with our God? Please share it with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well, that's it for now folks, but I promise to do better with my posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I basically be on facebook alot, so if anybody interested in being my friend, please leave a comment and I will get back with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Peace~Love~Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-6016119425542845863?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/6016119425542845863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=6016119425542845863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6016119425542845863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6016119425542845863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/12/howdy-partner.html' title='Howdy Partner!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5417718514562993400</id><published>2009-10-25T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:20:39.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about family'/><title type='text'>What a Sunday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;My Sunday started out with me waking up at 8AM, I normally wake up or I set my clock to 7AM, but it didn't happen this morning, but that was ok, everyone was still asleep (thank God) I have to get up early, before everyone so I can spend time alone with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I say my prayers, I read 4 verses in my bible, sometimes I write in my journal or I'm writing a Dear God letter. I'm also reading The Purpose Driven book which is very good, sometimes I don't get a chance to do the journal writing because my children wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I iron my clothes and my children clothes for church, they ate breakfast and we were out the door. I didn't eat because I'm on a week fast, from 6am-6pm, I might stretch it, I really don't no, but looking at my situation, I need to fast for 6months...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Church service was over at 2:15pm, which ran over 1 hour and 15mins, which was fine with me, because I love my Paster and I love being in church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm still working on my husband going, but he says he's not ready,ummm ok, I'm just going to keep praying for him and I'm guessing one day he will show up. My mother also, she makes so many excuses not to attend church, either she didn't have nothing to wear or don't feel good and when she throws that one in, I come home from church and she be up cussing people out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm not making excuses, I'm going and my children are going also, I been slacking on my teen, he haven't been either, but I told him today, you going next Sunday, rather you like it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I got home from church and I cooked, I fried some good ole chicken, I made green beans, and some garlic &amp;amp; herb potatoes. There were some lefted over biscuits from breakfast this morning and I heated them up and served them as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;My husband full and so are my children and I must say...I am also!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;You know what happens when we get full, you got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;We get sleepy, but I didn't fall asleep, I cleaned my bedroom, put on some good ole clean sheets for my bed as well as my children, helped my 3rd grader with some home-work and I listen to him read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;At last..I got them ready for their bath, we added bubble bath and tons of toys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I allowed then to find the under wear of their choice and also their pajamas and they was all set, now in my head they should be sleepy.....NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was 8:15pm when they  got out of the bath tub and  they asked or begged me to let them stay up for a little while longer, so I allowed them to stay up until 9pm, in which it's around that time now as I type this and guess what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SuUEJv6YrXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PH2aa54jjEA/s1600-h/Jabari+10-06-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 72px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SuUEJv6YrXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PH2aa54jjEA/s320/Jabari+10-06-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396724294000094578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;My 4yr old is sitting in the same chair with me, he always likes to sit wherever I'm sitting, mama spoil baby...lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;And he fail asleep, he don't like to fall asleep alone, he always has to be by his mama. My 8yr old don't care, he's mama big baby, he don't need me to fall asleep, because he knows he's to big anyway and this little one (the 4yr old) just don't know he is about to start being a big boy also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;That's something I have to break him from, he's getting a older and he's old enough to be able to sleep without me near him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm restless now and seeking some peaceful time, I'm on my way to take a hot and relaxing bubble bath myself, so I will talk 2 ya later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Until next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Peace, Love, &amp;amp; Happiness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5417718514562993400?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5417718514562993400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5417718514562993400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5417718514562993400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5417718514562993400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-sunday.html' title='What a Sunday?'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SuUEJv6YrXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PH2aa54jjEA/s72-c/Jabari+10-06-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7581632124823483470</id><published>2009-10-12T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:51:36.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thought'/><title type='text'>I really got nothing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But thoughts.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's starting to get cold here in Chicago, we been waking up to 34 degree weather, that sucks!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I Love this Black sitcom called Lincoln Heights, it's a very nice show, I truly love it, I believe it's aired on The Family channel with Comcast, I ask that you please support the show. I seen some of the cast members on The Monique Show last week and the young lady tells Monique that she was the first to ever interview them about the show, that's a shame, being that the show is going on it's 5th season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's been a lot of killing going on in Chicago, a couple in my neighborhood, it's starting to scare my oldest son and sister, I never thought I would hear them say....What is going on in Chicago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's been close, like this young fella, that liked my sister, we called him LiL Wayne, because he looked just like him, he enjoyed my sister, she never liked him, but they were friends and about 2 weeks ago, someone came up to him and shot him in the face twice and killed him. That was scary to her, she said she was talking to him earlier that day  on her way going to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My step daughter, I love her to life, her and her husband gave us a car, it was very nice of them, it's a old car, it's a 1992 Pontiac and it's blue, with a nice radio, it needs some minor work, which my husband could do:-) I'm very grateful, because we did not have a car, funny thing, I asked my husband, I said...Do you think we can drive this car to Atlanta? and he said......NOPE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Laugh out loud), so we're either going to have to get it fixed or eight trade it for another car, in which I'm down with trading it, when I get my taxes. It needs some plugs or something, I don't know mechanic talk, he understands what it needs, I'm simply clueless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I love that my 4yr old is sitting here eating up all the strawberries, I was making strawberry short cake for them:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My mother decided, that she wants to relocate with me next year, I don't know about her, I don't think she even know, she changes her mind all the time, I will see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How about The Monique Show? Tell me what yall think about that, I like it myself, I will keep supporting the show, but it's just one thing....She has to stop doing all that damn yelling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a program here in Chicago, that will give you up to $5,000 for school and at the same time, they will help you find a job, I signed up for it! They have a variety of classes, you can take and I was thinking about doing something in the medical business, they asked us to research the job market to see what job is high in demand, at this point in time. They purpose is to help people find a job and place them into a job in the career field that they choose. So we need to choose a job that is in demand, I can understand that, because that's what I want and that's what the others want as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The holidays are quickly arriving. Are you doing any early shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to start early,but  just like last Christmas, the presents were light and it's going to be light this year. My children only!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, I can't think of anything else at the moment to talk about, so I'm signing off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Until Next Time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7581632124823483470?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7581632124823483470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7581632124823483470' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7581632124823483470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7581632124823483470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-really-got-nothing.html' title='I really got nothing...'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-2876028595086759597</id><published>2009-10-08T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:23:00.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>Shoe of the week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Ss1O_4CAA1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/l9V7ez9DvX8/s1600-h/Piperlime+350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Ss1O_4CAA1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/l9V7ez9DvX8/s400/Piperlime+350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390051188311851858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These shoes are FABULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get these colly shoes from this website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piperlime.gap.com/browse/category.do?cid=48721"&gt;http://piperlime.gap.com/browse/category.do?cid=48721&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price for them are $ 350.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like these shoes, but I can't afford them and I just had to share them with the ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like them as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-2876028595086759597?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/2876028595086759597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=2876028595086759597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2876028595086759597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2876028595086759597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/10/shoe-of-week.html' title='Shoe of the week!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Ss1O_4CAA1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/l9V7ez9DvX8/s72-c/Piperlime+350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5312225286422875783</id><published>2009-10-07T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:02:31.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about my son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job interview'/><title type='text'>My Oldest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Ssz6gl-KuMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/01iTo3185q0/s1600-h/Rashee16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Ssz6gl-KuMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/01iTo3185q0/s400/Rashee16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389958291911260354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Son has an job interview at Sears today!!!!!! I'm so excited for him, he's excited as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;They called him around 10AM and gave him a interview time for 4PM today, he was ready by 12noon....LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I gave him a practice interview, he had on the correct interview clothing, around 4PM we lefted the house, I borrowed my grandmother van and we were on our way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Before, he got on the elevator to meet the interviewer, I had to look him over again and he had  on earrings , similar to the ones he have on in this picture and I told him to take them off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Let me tell yall, his interviewer was a woman, my son went into the human resource office and he had 2 people before him and the lady had to have them in her office for about 2mins each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My 4yr old I were glancing around the store, we were in the little boys department and I was working my way to the lingerie department and here comes my son, I looked at him and he said...She only asked me 3 questions it was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1. How much do you expect to get paid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2. How many hours do you expect to work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3.Why do you want to work for Sears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And that was it, I'm like, shit this woman is going to give me some damn gas money, she could have asked this shit over the phone...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But, that's what I was thinking to myself, but she did tell my son, that they would get back with him next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was also thinking, Why my interviews never go that fast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pray for my child, he really wants a job and his mother (me) really wants him to have one as well:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'mma get back with yall later and I'mma let you peeps know if my son got the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Until Next Time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Live life to the fullest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5312225286422875783?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5312225286422875783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5312225286422875783' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5312225286422875783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5312225286422875783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-oldest.html' title='My Oldest...'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Ssz6gl-KuMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/01iTo3185q0/s72-c/Rashee16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-692105443164209983</id><published>2009-09-20T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:01:45.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Say Yes by Shekinah Glory'/><title type='text'>I Needed This Lord!</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling better then I did the other day, I went to church and had a wonderful time, I came on and turned on the Gossip Radio Station on my computer and this song came  on and I feel in love with it, I Love it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I hope you Enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TIJbdBh2dmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TIJbdBh2dmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-692105443164209983?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/692105443164209983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=692105443164209983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/692105443164209983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/692105443164209983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-needed-this-lord.html' title='I Needed This Lord!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-4788344959448155373</id><published>2009-09-19T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T17:21:27.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prank Calls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve Harvey Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nephew Tommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>When I laugh, I laugh hard</title><content type='html'>At Nephew Tommy from the Steve Harvey Morning Show, when this man do these prank calls, I make sure I have my radio on, here is one of the prank calls, this particular call that yall about to listen to, to me  is one of the best prank call "EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen and tell me what you think, I hope you enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Br1gv8T5tc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Br1gv8T5tc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-4788344959448155373?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/4788344959448155373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=4788344959448155373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4788344959448155373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4788344959448155373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-i-laugh-i-laugh-hard.html' title='When I laugh, I laugh hard'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-138174370260628681</id><published>2009-09-17T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T18:38:59.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>2-2-2</title><content type='html'>So, My temporary assignment has ended Monday morning, because I was working 3rd shift and I'm kinda glad because I use to get soooo sleepy working that 3rd shift, I use to get so sick, to when I be came extremely sleepy, to the point to were it felt like I was going to vomit, my stomach use to hurt really bad, that was really strange to me. I told my recruiter no more 3rd shift for me, but if it pays right, I may consider it...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have no funds coming in and you have a family you have to take care of, yes I will consider it. Especially in my situation that my family and I are in, man I will take anything:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you are wondering about the 2-2-2 and I need to play that in the lottery..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I posted on here before, my family and I we share an apartment with my mom, it was never permanent only temporary. We never set a date or a time frame on when we will move apart, but I did say once I get a permanent job and my husband get a permanent job, either or, we will move. The job situation been kind of challenging, I have been finding temp. jobs, but at this moment I need to clarify to my job recruiter to look out for me something permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about every job we see for my husband or even myself at times, you need a car, because it's in the far suburbs and we don't have a car. My step daughter is considering giving us a car, but haven't heard anything back yet, I believe the car is getting repaired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, so we are living all together and my mother, being the true Gemini that she is, gets in her depressed moods and like every 2-3 months decides she's ready to move away into her own, like I'm not ready to move away from her, it's just that it's been hard trying to find a stable job and that's whats keeping us staying together, I'm ready to move, my family and I need our own place and space for that matter, we are living ok here at the moment, we're not really uncomfortable, we are not stacked up on top of each other like sardines, we have 31/2 bedrooms, my childrens room, is inside my bedroom, so they have they own bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan was for us to stay together, until I or either my husband or the both of us find a permanent job, then we will (hubby &amp;amp; I) keep the place we are in right now and my mother move out into her own place, like a 2bedrm for her and her adopted son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, every time she gets in a (I don't no what to call it) I will call it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;strange mood,&lt;/span&gt; she have a change of plans, it's like every 2-3 months she tells me, she's moving or going to move, what I'm angry at is, she never sticks to our plan, I understand she wants to move out into her own and it's only far, but my family and I are not stable to move, we have no money, no job to move and I understand that she is entitle to move and we are grown and we are not her responsibility, but if she's going to move, move and stop talking about it, I guess I'm upset about her switching personalities, one day she wants to move and then the other day she goes and say things like, I wouldn't leave my grand children.  She needs to Stop flip flopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope yall can understand what I'm trying to say, because, I'm kind of confuse on her motives, since we been living in this apt, which it's only been 1yr and let me say this about my mother, she  have a history on moving, she gets bored and just pack her stuff and move, like she is rich, my grandmother says she is unstable and really she is, I'm just so upset by her, she will find  some minor things wrong with an apartment and get mad and be ready to move and my husband tells her that, she will never find a perfect place, not even if she buys her a home, something will break down, so I guess now this is one of her bored moments, but she don't understand the effect she puts on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always a time, either I'm working or my husband is not or either, he's working and I'm not, either way, who ever is working, we pay half of the bills and our half of the rent and pay the majority of the food and at this moment neither one of us are working yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't understand why she decides now, she wants to move again and right now, she packed up half of her stuff and she don't have a dime saved to move, our lease is not over yet, she's walking around here talking about what I can have of hers and I just look at her and me, being the person, I can be at times, I just give her one of these looks like...are you kidding me and she will walk away, she told me the other day that I can have all her dishes, I was on the computer and I turned around and I told her... you are really getting besides yourself, you need to keep your own dishes, you only get a Social Security check, you are not rich, beside I have dishes still packed of my own in the garage, I don't want your dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she is crazy and I do understand that she is my mother, but shit the truth is the truth and I'm sorry, but what I'm going to do is pray for her, because I understand her wanting her own place, because I really want my own also, but we keep telling her, the way the government is working, they can easily cut her check and she will not be able to take care herself or a place of her own and really right now, she's not really able to live comfortably, a 2bedrm apt. here in Chicago is 700.00 and up and some don't come with utilities and she only receives 1000.00 a month, but she wants to do it on her own and she is my mother, I can't stop her, but what I do know is, when my family and I move into our own, she will never be able to move with me, I'm sorry but she can't, call me mean, but I haven't even begin to tell yall the things she does, that we have to put up with, I'm all about positivity and she's not, I don't like to gossip, she does, I like helping and feeding family, she doesn't and that's to name a few things, so I wish her well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as of right now, my husband and I are quickly looking for a job, like we always have been and our lease is up in a month and she wants to be moved by the end of our lease, which puts us in a jacked-up position, jobs are not rolling in the way it use to be, but I will continue to pray and trust and believe in God, I'mma just roll with the flow, I told my husband he have to work hard for his family, he have to take care of us, we don't have time to be playing this is serious and even if she decides to change her mind again, I'm still leaving, because I can't deal with the flip flop, even if I have to take my kids and go to a Shelter, I'm leaving and I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the 2-2-2, the other day, I told my hubby, that we need 2 jobs (One for him and one for me) We need 2,000 bucks to move into us an apartment and have a little something extra and last but not least a 2 Bedroom apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our goal is to have this by Nov 1, 2009, Do you think we can achieve this goal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through God, all things are possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need yall to pray for us, I'm expecting a break through and not a break down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good and what ever happens, God is still Good and I will continue to praise and worship him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sleepy now, so until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-138174370260628681?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/138174370260628681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=138174370260628681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/138174370260628681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/138174370260628681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-2-2.html' title='2-2-2'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-6198206548549655262</id><published>2009-09-08T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:50:08.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>I want a house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Sqam3oBIkiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hZREbLZxxIk/s1600-h/Fairburn,+Ga+HOme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Sqam3oBIkiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hZREbLZxxIk/s400/Fairburn,+Ga+HOme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379170279505826338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;You see this house, it's a beautiful house to me, Tell me what you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;And also...Can anybody guess where this house is located?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Look out for me in the future, Brown Sistah will have a spot like that or even better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ok, Guess the location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Talk 2 ya soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-6198206548549655262?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/6198206548549655262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=6198206548549655262' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6198206548549655262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6198206548549655262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-house.html' title='I want a house!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Sqam3oBIkiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hZREbLZxxIk/s72-c/Fairburn,+Ga+HOme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-3542097428563109269</id><published>2009-09-08T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:38:25.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing words'/><title type='text'>Words Can Heal</title><content type='html'>I am a big fan of Jewel Diamond Taylor, I have her book Success Gem and it is a wonderful book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you get a chance, go and purchase her book, I'm sure you'll enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On page 72 in Jewel book, she says using these words and phrases can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;increase &lt;/span&gt;your chances for success and happiness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am special...&lt;br /&gt;I am unique...&lt;br /&gt;I feel good about myself...&lt;br /&gt;I work on improving myself...&lt;br /&gt;I keep my commitments...&lt;br /&gt;I am beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;I radiate confidence...&lt;br /&gt;I have a purpose...&lt;br /&gt;I am significant and needed...&lt;br /&gt;I am healthy...&lt;br /&gt;I am loved...&lt;br /&gt;I am responsible...&lt;br /&gt;I am strong...&lt;br /&gt;My challenges are my teachers...&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to learn...&lt;br /&gt;I trust my inner voice...&lt;br /&gt;I'm always in the right place at the right time...&lt;br /&gt;I can solve my challenges...&lt;br /&gt;I believe in my skills and talents...&lt;br /&gt;I can get the job done...&lt;br /&gt;I expect great things to happen...&lt;br /&gt;I am qualified...&lt;br /&gt;I am worthy...&lt;br /&gt;I accept myself the way I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive words affect your health, reduce stress and create peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;You can attract or repel healthy relationships and opportunities, according to your words.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a mirror. You attract into your life what you radiate, think, say, give and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your positive inlook will shape your outlook in life. If you are optimistic and understanding the power of your spoken word, your chances for success and solutions are more likely than for the person who speaks negativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can start today, speaking these healing words into your life and trust me it will change your life, when ever a negative thought come to your mind, quickly change them and feed them with words that heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please share these healing words to your family and friends, I think everyone needs them and really would benefit from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can start with at least one of these healing word at a time or ever 2-3, it doesn't matter, just do it, even if it's not these words and you have your own, it doesn't matter, just repeat these words to yourself daily and watch your life change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk 2 ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-3542097428563109269?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/3542097428563109269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=3542097428563109269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3542097428563109269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3542097428563109269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-can-heal.html' title='Words Can Heal'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5855448356514695866</id><published>2009-08-28T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:34:38.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday, to my son Nairobi, he made 8yrs old today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love you sweetie pie, you are getting older and older and pretty soon you will be growing into a young man and I'm going to have to let you go, out into this world and become a man, a good man, but you will still be my baby, forever and always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, Lovessss you sooooooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5855448356514695866?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5855448356514695866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5855448356514695866' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5855448356514695866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5855448356514695866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-3579250290475865184</id><published>2009-08-22T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:46:27.591-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I been MIA for awhile, Let me tell you, working this 3rd shift got my energy down and although I been working this shift for about 6 weeks, I still can't get use to working these hours, I just can't. I heard that the temps for this assignment is over Sept. 18 and to tell you the truth I'm happy, but also sad, sad because I will miss the money, but happy because I don't like the hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got me a cell phone it's really cute, I love the color, it's a cranberry color and actually it's my cousin favorite color, but now it's becoming my favorite color, I'm thinking about using this color for my bedroom, once I move into my own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about my decision to relocate, I heard a lady at my job say last night, if you can make it in Chicago, you can make it anywhere and I believe that, but also if you believe in God and also have faith in him, you can also make it anywhere and that's my truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since working this 3rd shift job, I have been missing church and I don't like that, when I get off at 8AM, the only thing, I'm thinking about is sleep, because I be so sleepy at work, I just want to go home and lay in my bed and fall asleep. Sometimes while I'm at work, I have to stand up and  work or I would have to go into the restroom and put water on my face and while I'm in there, there are other ladies in there as well, doing the same thing...LOL and we all just look at each other and say....I'm sooooo sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated from school on August 13 and I'm really excited about that, yes I'm really excited about that, but I still have to go back and take my test in Microsoft Word, Excel and  Outlook to get certified and once I'm done with that, I'm going to study, complete and get my certifications in all the other Microsoft office skills such as Power Point, Access and all the other office skills and I'm going to be looking for a school, were I can get my Master Microsoft office skills, I want to go as far as I can with  Microsoft Office skills and I want to go out into the world and teach it to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they say...Bed Bugs are back, please believe them, my sister and  I believe my 7yr old son have been bitten by the bug, my sister is pretty jacked up, I thought my son had chicken pots or something, but he also have mosquito( I think that's how you spell it) bites on his back as well, so I really never  thought anything of it, until my sister got up at 6AM hollowing like a mad black women to my mother, wanting her to take her to the ER room and get checked out by a Doctor, so my mother took her to the Dr. and that's what he told her it was...Bed Bugs Bite!&lt;br /&gt;He gave her cream and so far it's working, but she say, she is not getting back in her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my son, we had to make a Doctor appointment for him, so I will see about him soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrubbed my bed down with bleach and so did my sister and I think she discovered the bugs in her bed, not many but like 2 or 3, but we both are working on getting new mattresses, I also did some research on Bed Bugs and it said that it hides in clothing, carpet and among other things....&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disgusted by it and I just can't keep talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, August 1st, I decided, that I will become a vegetarian and so far I been doing really well, I still eat fish and maybe later I will eliminate that, then maybe I want:-) I can say that so far, my stomach is going down, I believe I have a problem with digesting meat and the upper part of my stomach stays hard while my lower part is really soft, which is strange to me and I remember before, when I did a fast/detox,the upper part of my stomach went down and I loved how it made me feel  and look and then I started eating meat again and so now, it's back, so I'm totally giving up meat and chicken. I went to Wholefoods and made a lot of groceries and I been preparing really good recipes and once I get a camera, I'm going to start taking pictures, so yall can see what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy about my decision on becoming a vegetarian and of course people will have they say so about it and sometimes some people speak negative about it and I understand that those are the one's  who are ignorant...LOL  and I have had some positive talk from people and I take the advice from the positive folks, while the negative haters gets shut down!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to go and get some rest for work tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Until Next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-3579250290475865184?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/3579250290475865184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=3579250290475865184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3579250290475865184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3579250290475865184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts...'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5926642323307843093</id><published>2009-08-03T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T14:53:07.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>What can I say....</title><content type='html'>I been doing good on 3rd shift, at some moments I get sleepy, I would say around 5AM everyday I find my eyes slowly getting lower and lower....LOL. I Love  the job, it's so easy and the people there are really nice, I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been there going on 3weeks and I didn't get paid for the very first week that I started and I'm trying to be patient without cussing they azz out, but they go make a sistah go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recruiter that I'm working with is a very nice man and I haven't had a problem with him yet, but if I don't have  2 checks this coming Thursday, it's going to be trouble, trouble...I'm going over his head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working this 3rd shift have made me missed church and I don't like that, my paster actually came to my home last Sunday to see what happen to me and I felt really bad, but I had to explain to him, that I  been working and we had a family reunion on one of the Sunday's, but I'm going to make it my business to go this Sunday. I actually missed 3 Sunday's of services...( do that sound right) Whatever, I got to get back into the church and that's a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I'm doing pretty good, I'm working and still attending school, being a outstanding mom and trying to be the best wife to my husband, but have he been the best husband...HECK NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to work Thur-Mon, from 11:30Pm til 8AM and I attend School Mon-Thur from 1:45-5Pm and sometimes, I be tied, my husband is not working and I feel like he should help me more around the house, since I'm the one taking care of the family and of course our share of the rent and bills...How come, I come home and our bedroom is in a complete mess, tore up from the floor up, he leaves plates and cups all on the floor and he smokes, I hate smoke and honesty, I always told myself, that I would never date a smoker and here I am married to one, if only you could see my face right now...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room smells like smoke, I hate it so bad and he have his ash tray on the floor and if my children get to that, his used cigarettes are on the floor with the other mes. I tell him, to help keep the room clean, that's the least he could do, Do yall understand what I'm saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, don't know how long, I'm going to put up with this, it may have to cause him to go live with his niece, I'm like you really not a big help to me and add more work for me. When I leave out the house at night, I leave around 10:40PM to walk to the train, he already be outside, I feel he should walk to the house and walk with me to the train, instead I walk my damn self, even though I see him on the way, I feel he should still at least come home and walk with me all the way to the train, so as I'm walking to the train, which is only really 2blocks, I meet up with him about a block away from the train and he walks  the rest of the way with me to the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can also get on the elevator with me and wait for the train with me, he doesn't and I ask him to come up with me and only twice he have, but he will go back down, I'm like...damn, at least stay with me, it is night time, but I guess I should ask him to but I'm like, Why should I have to ask? Do you understand what I'm saying? Be a gentlemen, is all I'm asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm about to get some sleep, I have to work tonight and I'm off tomorrow and I'm soooo happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5926642323307843093?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5926642323307843093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5926642323307843093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5926642323307843093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5926642323307843093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-can-i-say.html' title='What can I say....'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-2799194359049322983</id><published>2009-07-18T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:00:05.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>My New Job Starts Tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's 6PM and I can't go to sleep, tonight I start my first day as a Processing Clerk on the 3rd shift, I worked 3rd shift before and I really don't like it, but heck I need to work. It's something I can get use to or I'm going to have to get use to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So, wish me luck and pray that I don't fall asleep tonight:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-2799194359049322983?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/2799194359049322983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=2799194359049322983' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2799194359049322983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2799194359049322983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-job-starts-tonight.html' title='My New Job Starts Tonight!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-4808183423745532770</id><published>2009-07-16T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:54:12.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thought'/><title type='text'>So many thoughts...</title><content type='html'>While coming home from school on the train, I have a lot of thoughts and ideas that I want to blog about, but once I get home, I can't seem to remember, that is so crazy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these are my thoughts for today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Whatever happen to men opening doors and  giving up their seats for us ladies, What happen to that? When I get on the bus or on the train, I see that the men are sitting down, but the women are standing up, I don't ever recall hearing a man asking me if I would like to take a seat, I think it's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I wonder why white folks in the downtown Chicagoland area run for the train, as if it's the only train coming, I look at them like they are crazy, because they will run you completely over for the damn train and it be another train right behind  that train that they running to get on and it be jam packed, but the next train following that one, be empty. So please white people stop running trying to get on the first train you see and wait patiently for the next one, it will only take a minute and you just might get a seat to sit down on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I don't understand why, ex-drug users, get out of jail or out the rehab center and go right back to hanging with the same people they were hanging around with, who were getting high with them at the very beginning and still getting high while you were away, but you go back with the same people, (thinking they your friend and thinking they want to see you happy, because they don't) that is crazy to me, so now, I look around and 2 weeks have gone by and now you back on drugs again. I just don't understand, listen to me, YOU CAN NOT, CAN NOT, as much as you say you got this thing beat...YOU DON"T! You can not be around people who are users and you trying not to be one, it don't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I don't understand why people, claim like they want to better themselves, but don't take the time out to make plans to do so, but they constantly wants to call you and complain about their living situation and once you start asking them questions pertaining to the information that they are giving you,( you trying to figure out how to help)but they make excuses. Just, please do me a favor, STOP CALLING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I think my mother practice being a Gemini, really she do, she have 2 personalities, one week she  wants to move out and her and her foster child live alone and the next week she wants to give up her foster child and live with my family and I. It's like every 5mo's she get's like this and out of all honesty, like I stated on here before, My husband and I will be getting our own soon and that time is not coming soon enough, we just can't get with the 2 personalities, it really gets under my skin and I'm afraid I might hurt her feelings. My husband said, we will never live with her again, she may come to live with us, if she needs to, but we will not live in her place, because my mother have a tendency to always say...Mines, who in my kitchen, who put this in my bathroom, it's always mines...... just fuss all day long, all day long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have a desire to move to Atlanta, I love Atlanta and I love the homes there, in the particular areas in which I'm looking, My family and I are really looking for a new start, we looking for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;new city&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;new career&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;new friends&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;new car&lt;/span&gt; to drive us there,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; new school &lt;/span&gt;and friends for my children, a whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;new environment&lt;/span&gt;, a place where it barely snows and also a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;new home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're looking for a&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; new beginning&lt;/span&gt; and I prayed about it and I'm just leaving it all up to God, my plans were to work temporary jobs while I'm here in Chicago, save to get a car, complete school in a couple of months, use my income tax to plan to move, along with the money I plan to save while working, start applying for jobs, like the month of February and as soon as I get this great job opportunity there in the ATL, I will start looking for a place to stay, which I believe wouldn't be that hard, because I'm expecting God to bless us in every way and if my plan is in align with his, things will work out great and then my family and I will be living in the ATL baby!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have other plans or reasons why I want to relocated there to the ATL, but I will not discuss them at this moment, but yall will be finding out in the future, if God is willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I wish the media would leave President Barack Obama alone, every man looks at booty, every man have looked at a woman azz before, I'm sure he was not lusting, it probably was a glance, I haven't seen the news pertaining to President Barack booty watching, but I know it was nothing to make a big deal out of, so just drop it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* For God sakes, leave Michael Jackson alone, he is dead and gone and I can't believe the things that they are saying about him, like he was gay, please let Michael rest and also, please leave his family alone, especially Joe Jackson, My god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* It's a couple of bloggers, I would love to meet, like Fergie, Tazzee, Aretha, Te-Erica, Serenity, Lady Lee, Babs, Single ma and a host of other bloggers that I can't remember at this moment, I think you ladies are absolutely fabulous, I read your blogs daily and you ladies, really inspire me a lot, you don't even no it, but I'm telling you now, I heart them all and there's no particular blog I like the most, because I love them all, they are all very great in what they do, ladies keep doing your thing, I learn a lot from you all and I also laugh a lot...lol.. Very smart, very beautiful, very educated women, who are doing it for themselves and some of them, if not all, doing it all by themselves successfully and I admire that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm pretty much out of thoughts at this moment, maybe it's because I'm feeding my face with a Reese cup and Kit Kat...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will talk 2 ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;Be Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-4808183423745532770?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/4808183423745532770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=4808183423745532770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4808183423745532770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4808183423745532770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-many-thoughts.html' title='So many thoughts...'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5917252562542275699</id><published>2009-07-14T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:56:10.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>I'm so happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Sl0hf_vbFNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rFDWI7OnkfA/s1600-h/ist1_1711997-summertime-portraits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Sl0hf_vbFNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rFDWI7OnkfA/s400/ist1_1711997-summertime-portraits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358475965210760402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell yall, just a couple of days ago, I ask God for a Miracle and that I had no job, no money and I just simply needed a miracle. My family and I are living with my mother at the moment (so temporary) At times she had to pay everything by herself and that was not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I prayed, I read my bible, I have wonderful friends praying for me and a wonderful  church home, who continually keep my family &amp;amp; I in prayer . I got a sheet of paper, like my girlfriend Chell told me to do about a couple of months ago and this worked for me, just as it did this time as well, but anyway, I got a sheet of paper and I wrote God a letter stating what I wanted in a job, the location, the pay and some other things, so anyway, the temporary agency that I'm with, the recruiter is soooo nice, I just love him, I told my mother that I love nice people:-) OK, he been trying to get me another assignment and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he got me another assignment, it's in the pay range I prayed for, the location is also, the position is a 3rd shift position, I never worked a 3rd shift in my life, but this will be my first, I'm so excited (Jumping up and Down) it's more hrs then the other position that I was recently had, so that means, more money, more money...YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, God is so wonderful, I put my trust in God, just as I always will and you should to:-) and look what he/she have done for me honeychild, I'm still able to attend school, without being late, I'm so blessed, all I can say is...THANK YOU Jesus!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The position is for a period of 90day to Hire and I get paid every week, so money in my pocket every week, I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to write down me some plans on how to save for me a car and to save for my move to Atlanta for next year and also deposit some money into my personal savings account as well as my children account, Brown Sistah got some plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so grateful and I would forever be grateful, I would forever praise God, I would forever worship God and I would forever and continually build a stronger relationship with God, he/she is my everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go, I'm about to get ready to watch the Tiny and Toya reality TV show on BET, yes I like that show, I love reality TV and I can't wait for Frankie &amp;amp; Neffe, Daddy's Little Girls, and The Real Housewives of Atlanta, I don't watch nothing else really, I'm a reader and a computer head, I barely watch TV, but my show are coming on this season and I'm ready to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, Be Good,&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head up and always put God 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5917252562542275699?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5917252562542275699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5917252562542275699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5917252562542275699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5917252562542275699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-so-happy.html' title='I&apos;m so happy!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Sl0hf_vbFNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rFDWI7OnkfA/s72-c/ist1_1711997-summertime-portraits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8556618891345695113</id><published>2009-07-13T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:22:20.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The Week-end and Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>This weekend went by so fast, just as time has, it is July already, pretty soon it's going to be snowing and I hate snow...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't do much, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;, I stay in and watched TV, chill with my children and other family members, I stayed on Facebook:-)  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;, My Mother and Aunties had a fish fry over to my Grandmothers house, my mother tells me in memory of Micheal Jackson and I looked at her and said...Whatever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband hates when I say "Whatever" he claims like his first wife use to say it all the time, but who cares, I'm not her and I still say...."Whatever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;, I missed Church and I felt so bad, because I just started going to this Church and I really like it, I mean I Love It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people are sooo nice and I truly love meeting nice people, because I'm a nice girl and I just think the world needs to be filled with nice loving people...Don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would make the world a better place for you and me...We are the World, We are the Children..lol...OK, that's a MJ song, but I thought it would fit right on in, in what I was trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to miss church, because I'm having some uncomfortable pain in my ankle and my knees and I didn't like that feeling, I have a Doctors appointment and it's all the way in August, but man the way these months are flying, August would come in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell yall this, my children are sitting here, getting no my nerves and I CAN"T WAIT UNTIL THEY GO BACK TO SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish they can go to school all year around, I swear I do and I'm serious, my little one, who is 4yrs old is about to start Pre-School this year and I can't wait, the only thing, I wish he can go all day, man I would love that, but it's only for 4hrs a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say Peace out now, I have to get ready for school, I'm going to type back later!&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8556618891345695113?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8556618891345695113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8556618891345695113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8556618891345695113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8556618891345695113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-end-and-random-thoughts.html' title='The Week-end and Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5203336457039757739</id><published>2009-07-09T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:51:34.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>I Swear I need a Miracle God</title><content type='html'>I'm really in need of a Miracle God, I'm in need of a job, a car, and a apartment, I'm just all jacked-up, I been praying and of course you know that, I'm just like any other human being who gets inpatient with you God. I'm so Inpatient, I'm trying to stay strong and be encouraging to others, but I'm about to have a break down, but instead I need a breakthrough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself...just hold on, God is in my favor, but how long Oh God, I'm doing my best to stay uplifted and that's really hard when I'm surrounded with negativity, depression (husband &amp;amp; mother) and don't  get me to talking about the community that we're living in Lord, I'm talking about drug infected, killing, just right around the corner from me Lord, you see it and I understand every neighborhood is not perfect, I truly understand that, but I do know that there is one just a little bit better then this one, Bless my family and I with a more loving and better community then this one and I do pray for this community Father God, it really needs your healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking for strength, a peace of mind, I'm trying to be strong and I feel like, I'm always being encouraging to others, being there for others in their time of need and I'm just feeling a little drained. I don't like to feel like that, I want and need my energy to be renewed, I need that Oh' God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking for your help, my family and I have no kind of money coming in to support us, I'm thankful for the 2 month temporary assignment that I just completed and I pray they call me back again, because I really need to work, my husband really needs to work, we need  you so much God, everyday we looking for employment, weather it's applying online or doing walk-ins, nothing is coming available for us and what I'm asking and praying for you Father God, to bless us, give us the Miracle that we are so deserving of Father God, may closed doors, now be open for us Father God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You promised me, God, that you would open doors for me that no one could close, and that you would close doors that no one could open. You promised that you would prepare a table before me, even when others said it would be impossible in this time of the recession God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Tomorrow, and Yesterday you are always amazing, so loving, so kind, so caring, so understanding, so forgiving, you are just my everything, my life, you are the beginning and the end Father God and that's why I come to you, because I know that you are the only one who can help me Father God, in this time of need, no one but you and I love you sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo grateful for you Father God, I Thank you for the privilege of Prayer, I Thank you for always being there for me, always listening and always providing for me and my family, I do know that it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;appears&lt;/span&gt; to look hard for my family and I at this time, but I'm going to keep pushing and pushing my way through Father God and I'm expecting a miracle from you Father God, I'm expecting that all my prayers will be answered, I'm expecting your good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Father God, Please forgive me if my prayer seems selfish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love you Father God,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5203336457039757739?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5203336457039757739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5203336457039757739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5203336457039757739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5203336457039757739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-swear-i-need-miracle-god.html' title='I Swear I need a Miracle God'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-2330887791157720041</id><published>2009-06-30T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:18:34.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='micheal jackson'/><title type='text'>My Micheal Jackson Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-dcSrhrI/AAAAAAAAANU/LsIt08EHGbs/s1600-h/jj-mjj376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-dcSrhrI/AAAAAAAAANU/LsIt08EHGbs/s400/jj-mjj376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353230151359104690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-dF12JDI/AAAAAAAAANM/Lb6PWSKy4Bs/s1600-h/j5-wicker-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-dF12JDI/AAAAAAAAANM/Lb6PWSKy4Bs/s400/j5-wicker-400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353230145332585522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-c_RTHjI/AAAAAAAAANE/L-v4oGALX1E/s1600-h/j5-denim500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-c_RTHjI/AAAAAAAAANE/L-v4oGALX1E/s400/j5-denim500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353230143568682546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-cp9iZYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wuM0lHxk_eU/s1600-h/j5-bw-pool-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-cp9iZYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wuM0lHxk_eU/s400/j5-bw-pool-500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353230137848653186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-cV8D4kI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SZYGcUcDAh0/s1600-h/j5-bw-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-cV8D4kI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SZYGcUcDAh0/s400/j5-bw-500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353230132473750082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 25, 2009, We have lost The King of Pop, we all know who that is, because there is no other and in my humble opinion there will never, ever be another...Micheal Jackson, I'm still in complete shock and lost for words, I am a Micheal Jackson fan and so is every one in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 7yr old learned of Micheal Jackson over a year in a half ago and all he wanted me to do was play Micheal Jackson, he didn't care if it was on the internet or put in a Micheal Jackson CD, so my husband went out and bought him a Radio/Cd player and we bought him a Micheal Jackson CD, yall my child listen to Micheal Jackson all day, he fell asleep with the headphones on, with the sheet and blanket over his head, I laughed so hard, I was like my baby is going Micheal Jackson crazy and if that wasn't enough, I went on youtube and found all the Micheal Jackson video's that I can find for him, from the time Micheal was with his brothers The Jackson Five, singing..ABC as easy as 123 and of course all the other fabulous tunes the Jackson's have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 7yr old, starting noticing a change in Micheal Jackson, from when he was a little boy or a little black boy, to a Grown azz wanna be white boy Micheal Jackson...lol..I just had to add that, but anyway, my son start noticing that Micheal Jackson was not the same Micheal Jackson any more after the "Thriller" video...He start noticing Micheal Jackson skin color change, his nose and all the other stuff that my boy Micheal Jackson changed about him self, so my child, ok, (this is when he start being fascinated with Micheal Jackson), ok he watched "Thriller" and then he watched "Remember the time" and the other video's when Micheal start getting lighter, my child looked at me and said.....Mama, this is not Micheal Jackson, boy did my husband and I start laughing, I said....Yes baby, that is Micheal Jackson, he just made some changes to his skin &amp;amp; nose, but after that he really didn't ask anything else and he really didn't care, all he knew was he love Micheal Jackson, he didn't care what changes Micheal Jackson made to himself, he looked at him like I did, a very talented, successful man who can perform his but off and had the baddest songs ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one could ever compare to Micheal Jackson, I wish I had the opportunity to take my children to see him in concert, but he is gone and we will remember him in our heart and if we really start  missing him soooo badly, we can always log onto youtube and watch some of our very own favorite Micheal Jackson video's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all his CD's are sold out at all the stores, so we are going to have to wait for at least a couple of weeks or order them off line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the media can just bag up off of him, they are so mean, so harsh, so cruel, they always talked bad about him about him at times and they rarely even spoke about the good Micheal Jackson was doing and as for all that molestation crap, I never believed it, I never ever believed it and I'm sorry, that's my opinion and as a matter of fact, I was just reading a email stating that the first boy, that claim Micheal Jackson sexually molested him was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LYING&lt;/span&gt; and Micheal settle out of court with 20 or 22 millions of dollars, come to find out that was not true, so I hope Micheal Jackson family take that to court and press charges against that family that lied on him, that's a crying shame the things people do for money, it's really sad and they will pay, better believe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, let me go, I hope you guys enjoyed the pictures that I got from off a entertainment gossip blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-2330887791157720041?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/2330887791157720041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=2330887791157720041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2330887791157720041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2330887791157720041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-micheal-jackson-dedication.html' title='My Micheal Jackson Dedication'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Skp-dcSrhrI/AAAAAAAAANU/LsIt08EHGbs/s72-c/jj-mjj376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-6596548156074416460</id><published>2009-06-30T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T13:10:50.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer for guidance'/><title type='text'>Prayer for Guidance</title><content type='html'>Dear God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Please purge my agenda today. Take out of my life everything and everyone that could possibly take my focus from you. Take out of my mind every thought, every belief, every intention, every motivation that does not make you the priority in my life. Take out of my heart every experience, every memory, every desire that does not serve your purpose for my life. Remind me that your plan, your love for me is my salvation. Everything else is a figment of my imagination and a function of fear. Today, dear God, I recognize that I don't even know what to pray for, so I will leave the blessings up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And So It Is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This Prayer come from "Every Day I Pray" By Iyanla Vanzant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-6596548156074416460?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/6596548156074416460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=6596548156074416460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6596548156074416460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6596548156074416460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayer-for-guidance.html' title='Prayer for Guidance'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-4624123653318199927</id><published>2009-06-14T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:17:42.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Church</title><content type='html'>I went to a new Church today and it's right behind my house, for about a month, I been getting up, getting on the train and going to this other church that I use to enjoy, well, I still light the Church, but I really enjoyed The Light House Church today, I felt so good, I even joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I joined today, I was moved by the spirit to join and that's what I did, it felt right, I felt good, I felt so welcomed, the Pastor was wonderful, I'm still speechless, it's like I can't explain it, but I still feel good and I'm sooo excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"m trying to build a relationship with God, The Bible says "Draw near to me and I will draw near to you" so that's what I'm doing. I really don't know the bible much, but I am learning and in the past I didn't believe in the bible, because I kept thinking it was created by a white men, but anyway, I'm over that and I said to myself, if it was created by a white man, I'm going to still read it anyway, because it's so powerful, inspiring and moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop reading it now, I prayed for a lot of things and God is so good, I see the things that I prayed for appearing in my life today and I'm so excited, I'm really excited about this journey that I'm about to embark upon, this new found walk with God that I'm on and it feels soooooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can yall feel what I'm say? I feel like I'm speaking or typing so fast, that my words are not making since, but please understand that I just Love God so much and this feeling, that I am feeling, I never felt before and I just feel God moving in me and through me and I ask for that, so I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go, because I'm sleep and have to work 2morrow, so take care and until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Be Good! Be Safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-4624123653318199927?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/4624123653318199927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=4624123653318199927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4624123653318199927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4624123653318199927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/06/church.html' title='Church'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-2856420404560388803</id><published>2009-06-07T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:38:45.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>My thoughts!</title><content type='html'>1. Have you ever seen or heard of someone, who thinks that you suppose to stop what you are doing to cater to they needs, but they don't want to do the same for you. Well, that's my brother, he don't no nothing about nothing but trying to be the boss, how you go be the boss and don't no shit! I did his resume for him, I helped him create a Career Builder resume and I helped him create a email address @ gmail.com, so the fool calls here on a Sunday, which is today and tells me he's about to come down and check his email, I told him he can't come down here now, because I have alot to do on my computer and he can come later, he says ok, let me speak to my momma, I handed my mother the phone and this damn fool go tell my mother...She said she got alot to do on her computer, that's why I can't wait to Lo (my grandmother, who he lives with) get her internet on Wednesday and starting talking shit to my mother, so my mother told him well fool (my words not hers) she might do have alot to do, she do her homework online and other stuff. I told my mother, I'm not letting him use shit, she always feel sorry for the fool and tells me....don't say nothing, just let him use it later. You better believe, if he bring his but down here (he lives a couple of houses down from us) I'm let him know, things don't go the way you want them to go all the time and especially not with me, I'm not going to do it!&lt;br /&gt;My business is just important then yours, so realize that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I started a temporay job about 3 weeks ago, I'm very happy about it, the assignment was only to last for 2 weeks, but the company says that they would need our services for another month&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy about that and even though I stand on my feet for 8hrs, the work is really easy, I'm a copying clerk, I copy Lawyers and other business people files or records all day, easy work, the people there are sooooo nice and actually I wrote a note on what I was looking for in a job, the pay, the location, friendly office environment, I wanted it to be part-time (because I'm in school) and I prayed over it and place it in my bible and God have blessed me with this job, the location, the pay, and the friendly office environment was what I asked and prayed for right on point. I'm working full-time 7-3Pm Mon-Fri and I suppose to be at school from 1:45-5:30Pm, but I get there at 3:15Pm because it's right around the corner from my school, I told my instructor that I was working a temp job for now and I will be late for school until the end of June and he said....You got to do, what you got to do:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I decided to start a game night for my family and I, just to do someting as a family, we never really do anything as family, I'm starting with the women first, then there will be couples only, then I'm going with bringing the entire family on board. Each member will have the opportunity to host the party for the month that they choose, for the month of June, I'm going to start it, since I am the creater...LOL I believe, the game I'm going to go with will be Bunco, now I have to find out how the game needs to be played. I'm going to have each member bring $5 bucks and who ever win the game will get the cash. Actually, I got this idea from The Sister group I'm with call Sisters with Connection located in Dallas, TX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I was born and raised here in Chicago and although just about all of my family members live here, the ones who I connect with daily. We are having a family reuniun here in Chicago, in July and I'm soooo excited about it, because just recently, I just  started meeting other members of my family members (Thanks Facebook) some live in Houston, Detroit, Nebraska, and Atlanta, I just can't wait to meet them in person, I never been to a family reunion before, not mines or at least I can't remember, anyway like I was saying I been in the Chi-town just about my entire life and guess what? I'm ready to leave again, if I was in my right mind, I would have stayed in Dallas, it was such a beautiful place to live, I'm not saying Chicago, is not a nice place to stay, what I'm saying is I'm looking to explore another city, I want to see something different, well some would say...just move to another neighborhood girl, no thank you, I want to leave here.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm working on and planning to leave the city of Chicago within 2yrs or less the cities I been thinking about is.....Atlanta, North Carolina, Arizona, Houston, Dallas (again) Florida, I been thinking hard about Atlanta and I think it beats out all the other places I been looking at.&lt;br /&gt;So, look out for me ATL, unless God choose another location for me:-) Atlanta been in my gut for sometime now and I'm really thinking about living there, but Dallas has as well, I still have family there that would love for me &amp;amp; my family to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. This is the 2nd week I have missed church and I told God this morning, that this will be the last time, I miss going, I been having problems walking, my knees and ankle been hurting me sooo bad, to the point, I could barely walk. I have a Doctor's appointmnent June 23, so I'm going to check that out and I have to get rid of this weight, I'm a juicy girl, I look good, don't get it twisted people:-) I'm just not happy with this weight and bacisally I'm tied of caring it around with me, every where I go...lol....My major problem is my arms, stomach, aww shoot, who am I'm kidding, I got major problems all over:-(.... but, I do like my but, I guess I can  say I'm a pear shape woman, my waist line is small, but I have alot of bottom, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tied of complaining, so it's leaving this body, I believe I would be comfortable with being a size 9-10 I don't want to be real skinny, I still want my husband to be able to hold onto something and he thinks, I'm fine the way that I am. Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I'm done talking yall head off..LOL&lt;br /&gt;I will be back tomorrow, actually I said that I will start blogging more regularly, so look to hear from me tomorrow, if God is willing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Good! Be Safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;BrownSistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-2856420404560388803?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/2856420404560388803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=2856420404560388803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2856420404560388803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2856420404560388803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-thoughts.html' title='My thoughts!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-20077818460737116</id><published>2009-05-30T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:36:54.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bernie Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>What is so funny?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R2MSQEQIDGk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R2MSQEQIDGk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Bernie Mac...&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-20077818460737116?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/20077818460737116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=20077818460737116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/20077818460737116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/20077818460737116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-so-funny.html' title='What is so funny?'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-6220066077176961766</id><published>2009-05-11T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:58:45.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>I messed up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have not been blogging lately, because my children been sick with the flu, which I also totally messed up my cleanse due to them being sick...Yes, I'm blaming my mess up on my children...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have seriously kinda messed up my cleanse, but I haven't eaten any red meat, I have eaten chicken the other day and ooooh chocolate, yes I have chocolate, but not to much, just one candy bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm starting over, this Sunday, I hope the Lord forgive me, but I'm picking myself back up, so that's good, right? This time, I'm not going to be this drastic, I'm do a little at a time, like I'm start with eliminating the red meat first and pull away from the sugar/candy bars or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'mma do it slow, this is going to work for me, please pray for me blog world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talk 2 ya soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-6220066077176961766?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/6220066077176961766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=6220066077176961766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6220066077176961766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6220066077176961766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-messed-up.html' title='I messed up!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-6728337094836008361</id><published>2009-05-10T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:15:19.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers day'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SgbvWfR0-AI/AAAAAAAAAMk/x22ITOEx0ro/s1600-h/ist1_8663509-mother-isolated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SgbvWfR0-AI/AAAAAAAAAMk/x22ITOEx0ro/s400/ist1_8663509-mother-isolated.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334213978299365378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-6728337094836008361?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/6728337094836008361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=6728337094836008361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6728337094836008361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6728337094836008361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SgbvWfR0-AI/AAAAAAAAAMk/x22ITOEx0ro/s72-c/ist1_8663509-mother-isolated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-6337280563834684729</id><published>2009-05-03T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:18:39.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual cleanse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body cleanse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>Day 1 of My Cleanse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I woke up with prayer this morning and I'm so proud of myself, I went to church today and I haven't been to church in about 2yrs and I'm sooo glad I did. One of my ways of developing a relationship with God is for me to get myself in the church and this church I really like besides the Paster Frederick D. Haynes Church that's located in Dallas, TX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Paster here at Mars Hills Baptist Church, his name is Paster Stowers, he preached a good service today, he spoke about Love and how we sometimes say so freely that we love someone, but do you really know what love is, Love is Patients, Love is Kind, Love is a verb, It's Action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't just say you love someone but then you don't show it, show people that you love them by your action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, he spoke about what love is not...Love is not Proud (Gifts are tools of service not self-advancement) Love is not Self-Seeking (Being Selfish or Self-Centered)&lt;br /&gt;Love is not Envy, Love does not envy and envy is another word for jealousy and no one should be jealous of no one, God made us all different, we all are unique in our own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to my cleanse, I decided that I wanted to release some weight, get healthy &amp;amp; fit, create a loving relationship with God, eliminate some negative things and some negative people from my life, give up something for something. That's why I decided to give up the internet, except for me blogging about this experience or looking for a job. I'm addicted to social networking, I'm addicted to entertainment blogs, shit I'm even addicted to reading other blogs and I decided to give up my addiction for the lord and spend time getting to know more about him, studying his word, being more prayerful and all the good stuff that comes along with developing a loving relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as me trying to release some weight, my weight is getting very bad, honestly I just let myself go, I'm just eating all kinds of stuff and especially living here with my mother, she eats so much crap and we both know that we don't need it. I'm just sick n' tied of this thick sh** and the unhealthy stuff that comes along with it, like all the diseases that you can get by being obese, that's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When, My husband and I were living in our own, I was a healthy eating sistah, I was juicing, eating more fruit and veggies, no red meat and definitely no pork, I still won't have any pork, you know what the pig is, it's a rat, cat, and dog all in one and plus it eats it's on sh**(How disgusting, Right?) we got to be careful, because there is some pork in just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, during my cleanse, I'm eliminating...Sugar, Red Meat, Chicken, Fish, Junk food, Chocolate (which is going to be hard) but heck, I can do it, let me hear you cheer me on..."You can do it!" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be juicing, I will have smoothies (I love smoothies) lots of salad, lots of fruit and I got recipes from off the internet the other day for cooking vegetables in many different ways. I'm also following the Fit for Life plan, it's a book, it's called Fit for Life and it's by Harvey &amp;amp; Marilyn Diamond, this book is very nice, very helpful, very true and some people, I know speaks highly of it and it's talking about food combining and lots of other good stuff, please if you interested in becoming healthy and getting rid of the weight permanently, this is the book to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to eat after 8PM, also have some Cascara Sagrada cleansing pills, until I can get the whole detox plan from Nature Sunshine, in which I'm a distributor, but haven't really focused on the business, but I will soon, I'm trying to do one thing at a time and what's important to me right now is, God, Myself, family, school and looking for a part-time job, until I'm done with school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed and talked to God and I feel good, so far I haven't had a desire for chocolate, but it is the first day, I'm going to need yall to pray for me, I'm serious, because eliminating sugar is going to be challenging for me, I might be cranky and stuff, but the family know what I'm trying to do, so they expecting that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is almost gone, I'm about to read some of my bible, I'm also reading Iyanla Vanzant book "One Day My Soul Just Opened Up" what a terrific book, I advise yall to purchase it if you don't, It's really helping me connect with myself more and also with the Divine, it's really a very good book as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really also during a Spiritual Cleanse, as one of my friends call it, so I'm on a Spiritual Cleanse, I'm working on cleansing My Mind, Body, and Soul. It will be well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me blog family, I need strength. I'm about to lay it down now, I'm getting sleepy, so I will talk 2 ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-6337280563834684729?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/6337280563834684729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=6337280563834684729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6337280563834684729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6337280563834684729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-1-of-my-cleanse.html' title='Day 1 of My Cleanse!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-3190758570093762686</id><published>2009-05-01T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:47:34.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>My Little 1's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have a 7yr old son name Nairobi, we call him Robi, I met him around the corner from my apartment today, he was coming home from school and I asked him...Are you going with your grandma over to your cousin house at 4PM to see your cousin Shakenna go on prom? He said...Are they having food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I said...No and he looked at me and said...Nope! I was laughing so hard, I said...so since they not serving food, you don't want to go...He said...No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Last Sunday, My 4yr old Jabari, we call him Bari, when I call both my boys, I call them R &amp;amp; B, so anyway, Jabari and I were watching Joel Osteen on BET last Sunday night, he asked who was Joel Osteen God, I looked at him and I said no and I start explaining to him who Joel Osteen was and who God is and so BET always have Joel Osteen, website at the top of the TV and some advertisement pertaining to Joel Osteen events, so Jabari points to the top of the TV were the website was advertise he says...What do that say? I said...that's his website, Jabari says...It looks like it say SpongeBob to me. Talking about somebody laughing so hard, he looked at me and he start laughing and kissing me, I said..little boy you are to much, go to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The other day, I took my oldest son to go register at Malcolm X College, I had to help him get start and to see if they needed anything from me by him being only 17yr old and as my oldest son was filling out the paper work, Jabari says...Where are we going after this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I said...home, I have to go to school, He go tell me...you not going no school, you go sit in your chair and get on your computer and watch TV with me, I start laughing, I said...no you just want me to stay home with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;My children are a trip, I love them and I'm so glad that they choose me to be their mom:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Anyway, Happy Friday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have nothing plan, as always, I just cooked and I'm home alone and I'm about to relax in the bed with me a book and my TV on HGTV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have to make me some tea as well, my throat is sore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;What are your plans for this week-end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-3190758570093762686?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/3190758570093762686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=3190758570093762686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3190758570093762686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3190758570093762686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-little-1s.html' title='My Little 1&apos;s'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-809636043211741467</id><published>2009-04-25T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:29:05.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Joke of the Day!</title><content type='html'>Girl: "Forgive me father for I have sinned."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "What have you done my child?"&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "I called a man a son of a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Why did you call him a son of a bitch?"&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Because he touched my hand."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (as he touches her hand)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Yes father."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "That's no reason to call a man a son of a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Then he touched my breast."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (as he touched her breast)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Yes father."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "That's no reason to call him a son of a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Then he took off my clothes, father."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (as he takes off her clothes)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Yes father."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "That's no reason to call him a son of a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Then he stuck his you know what into my you know where."&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (as he stuck his you know what into her you know  where)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "YES FATHER, YES FATHER, YES FATHER!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Priest: (after a few minutes): "That's no reason to call him a son of  a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "But father he had AIDS!"&lt;br /&gt;Priest: "THAT SON OF A BITCH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-809636043211741467?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/809636043211741467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=809636043211741467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/809636043211741467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/809636043211741467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/04/joke-of-day.html' title='Joke of the Day!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7754072904420918601</id><published>2009-04-22T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:48:41.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>What a Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Se-GCmPbBzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sTl452dl1C8/s1600-h/2006-05-23-141208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Se-GCmPbBzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sTl452dl1C8/s200/2006-05-23-141208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327624263385679666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Se-GCe11_AI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xJYh9d02bfs/s1600-h/2006-01-18-155414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Se-GCe11_AI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xJYh9d02bfs/s200/2006-01-18-155414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327624261399346178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Se-GCQaDXwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iFyx-PEnpGk/s1600-h/2003-10-08-013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Se-GCQaDXwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iFyx-PEnpGk/s200/2003-10-08-013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327624257524686594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Body want to guess where I been today, go ahead, take a wild guess.  Yes, I went on a field trip with my 7yr old today and we went to Lincoln Park Zoo, we seen those big, beautiful looking animals that you see posted on here. My son and I had a ball, along with all the other children in his class and you talking about exercise, I walked all over the park, the park is fine, but they didn't have to many animals out today. The monkeys showed out and gave us a great performance, they were swing all over the place, dancing, cracking jokes, singing, juggling ball and stuff (I'm kidding) there was this white monkey, that just wanted to sit still and watch us, but that was cool, the black ones act up enough fool for us to laugh about...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad they didn't pee on us, the last time I went to the zoo, a monkey tried to pee on us, we had to jump back. Anyway, we enjoyed ourselves and I look forward to the next field trip in May. I just love to go on field trips with my children and they are very happy to have their mom, along with them:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to go on trips with my oldest son, that's out the way...yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;now, I have my 7yr old and next, my 4yr old and he will be starting school in September and talking about somebody who can't wait, I can't, when I went to enroll him, the Teacher said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want  Jabari to start school tomorrow? You should have seen my face and I looked at him, he tried to cover his face with his hands and he looked at me like...Did she just ask my mama that, I start laughing, but that couldn't happen, because I don't have his shot record and he will not have one either, because I don't believe in immunization, so I have to get a letter from our Doctor stating that I don't believe in immunization and also print the sheet from off the Islamic website that I go to. So, he will be starting in September and  I'm going to have everything ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever in Chicago, visit Lincoln Park Zoo, here's the website &lt;a href="http://http//www.lpzoo.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lpzoo.com/"&gt;www.lpzoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to take a nap and later it's school work for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7754072904420918601?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7754072904420918601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7754072904420918601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7754072904420918601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7754072904420918601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/04/zoo-children.html' title='What a Day!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Se-GCmPbBzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sTl452dl1C8/s72-c/2006-05-23-141208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-3257051657223334919</id><published>2009-04-18T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:32:47.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate Candy'/><title type='text'>Candy Bar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SeqI0E8mDII/AAAAAAAAAME/nDuLKyMMNtc/s1600-h/Husband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SeqI0E8mDII/AAAAAAAAAME/nDuLKyMMNtc/s200/Husband.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326219937581501570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is now 9:10PM and my husband claim like he was going to the store and he would be right back, that was around 5:00PM. I was like ok, bring me back a chocolate payday candy bar, in which I really don't need, but heck, I wanted it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just hate when people tell you they'll be right back and don't come back until hours later. Well, that's him&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby,(with my don't play with me look) I got the right mine to walk my azz, right around that corner and smack him, got me sitting here waiting on my Chocolate Payday and I'm not playing either....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All, I keep saying to myself is....God, I'm get him back, oh yeah, pay back is coming, I just got to think of something...LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do, I will be posting it:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really mad about the candy bar, let me stop lying, yes I am, but it's also the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU SAID&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I will be right back&lt;/span&gt;, I said right back like 1hr, he said like 20mins and that's why I'm mad it's been a whole 4hrs + later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do yall feel me?&lt;br /&gt;Have yall every been done like that before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-3257051657223334919?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/3257051657223334919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=3257051657223334919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3257051657223334919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3257051657223334919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/04/candy-bar.html' title='Candy Bar!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SeqI0E8mDII/AAAAAAAAAME/nDuLKyMMNtc/s72-c/Husband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-4045372002276079483</id><published>2009-04-16T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:11:41.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lingerie'/><title type='text'>Lingerie</title><content type='html'>I'm a Think Misses that loves sexy lingerie, a girl got to keep it looking good for her hubby, if you know what I mean (wink-wink) So I ran across a website that sale beautiful lingerie in the juicy size, yes I said it...LOL in the Juicy Size! What? Juicy girls needs to be sexy to:-) and plus I have seen so many wonderful panties, bra's and all kind of cute sh** for the Thick Chicks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, take a look at what I found to be "CUTE" and affordable (wink-wink)&lt;br /&gt;If you interested in checking this website out, you can go to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.torrid.com"&gt;www.torrid.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have nice clothing for the Thick Chicks as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Seds6brdVuI/AAAAAAAAALs/o2OoCESErqw/s1600-h/541609_hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Seds6brdVuI/AAAAAAAAALs/o2OoCESErqw/s200/541609_hi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325344835507148514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SedsuW1ZPlI/AAAAAAAAALk/j6OBq70RAwg/s1600-h/502264_hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SedsuW1ZPlI/AAAAAAAAALk/j6OBq70RAwg/s200/502264_hi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325344628048215634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SedvENL_TFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1W3w3EeSn9Y/s1600-h/557164_hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SedvENL_TFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1W3w3EeSn9Y/s200/557164_hi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325347202439007314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-4045372002276079483?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/4045372002276079483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=4045372002276079483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4045372002276079483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4045372002276079483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/04/lingerie.html' title='Lingerie'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Seds6brdVuI/AAAAAAAAALs/o2OoCESErqw/s72-c/541609_hi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5698886037334258639</id><published>2009-04-16T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:21:16.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke of the week'/><title type='text'>Joke of the Week!</title><content type='html'>The minister was passing a group of young teens sitting on the Church  lawn and stopped to ask what they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing much, Pastor," replied one boy. "We were just seeing who can  tell the biggest lie about their sex life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boys, boys, boys!" he scolded. "I'm shocked. When I was your age, I  never even thought about sex."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In unison they all replied, "You win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5698886037334258639?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5698886037334258639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5698886037334258639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5698886037334258639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5698886037334258639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/04/joke-of-week.html' title='Joke of the Week!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7106948673296373697</id><published>2009-04-08T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:21:00.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aries'/><title type='text'>Aries In the House!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Sdv8X_YuGnI/AAAAAAAAALc/1Dxd3OFoDRI/s1600-h/aries_sun_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Sdv8X_YuGnI/AAAAAAAAALc/1Dxd3OFoDRI/s200/aries_sun_sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322124873750682226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aries live life head first; after all, those horns on your head are not just for fighting. Your headstrong nature can make you a "battering ram" and woe is the person who stands in your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries are noted for courage and leadership qualities, primarily because you are nearly always ready for action. The need for excitement pushes you into new territory -- and as long as you are ahead of others while demonstrating confidence, chances are that they will follow you. As self-ordained leader of the pack, Aries fight for what you believe to be important. But it's not that Aries are fearless. Your courage is more of a commitment to face your fears and overcome them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries motto is "Ready, fire, aim!" It may be backwards for others, but you'd rather figure out what to do while you are doing it. Impulsive actions, however, can bring you your share of trouble. While others are gathering information to make informed decisions, you are already on your way. As such, you could suffer from false starts. In fact, you Aries are so good at starting things that you can be off onto your next project before completing the previous one. As you Aries mature, you learn to slow down your reaction time in order to think about the consequences of your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Element: Fire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire signs are naturally warm. A fire gives light and heat, but it doesn't get depleted as others feed on its warmth. One candle can bring light to a room and it won't burn any faster if ten people read from its light than if there was only one. Fire doesn't plan it next move; it isn't logical. It simply is in the moment and will burn what fuel is available without judgment or forethought. For this reason fire signs can successfully rely on their intuition and survival instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire of Aries is spontaneous and hot. It's like a pile of dry kindling that burns fast but cannot sustain itself for the long haul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;First House: Self&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First House symbolizes our physical body and our personality -- how we appear to the outer world. It's not necessarily who we are; it's what we bring to a situation and how others see us. It represents our childhood, the beginning of any activity or even the start of a new relationship. It's not, however, about the other person; it's about how others see us. No doubt, everything starts with the First House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Key Planet: Mars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mars is called the "Angry Red Planet." In Greek mythology, Mars was the God of War. But Mars isn't only about fighting; it's about going somewhere, going anywhere. If someone is in our path, then, perhaps we must fight with them in order to keep going. Mars is like the gas pedal of our bodies. It's represents how we move forward in life. In any chart, Mars offers clues as to how we express our basic energy. As the key planet of Aries, it reminds us to "just do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Aries Greatest Strength:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Your courage to overcome fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Aries Possible Weakness:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not finishing things you start&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7106948673296373697?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7106948673296373697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7106948673296373697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7106948673296373697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7106948673296373697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/04/aries-in-house.html' title='Aries In the House!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/Sdv8X_YuGnI/AAAAAAAAALc/1Dxd3OFoDRI/s72-c/aries_sun_sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-9010285734838706185</id><published>2009-04-07T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:15:43.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>A Good Day!</title><content type='html'>I Thank the Lord, it was a good day today, I was expecting this call from this manager, at a company I interviewed with on Friday. It went well for me and it seem like he was interested in me working for the company, he told me that he was going to call me before Monday, to tell me if I was one of the lucky people that would get the opportunity to work for the company, today is Tuesday and I have not received a phone call yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little disappointed, but hey, the hell with him. I just look at this way, if it was meant for me, it would be mines, I'm moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God got something else on his/her agenda for me:-)&lt;br /&gt;So, I won't complain, because I know it's going to be something BIG &amp;amp; Wonderful and also, it would be something that I would enjoy doing in the first place. I'm looking for a career, were I can  help someone, some-what working independently, something were I'm doing a good deed, something I would enjoy, I haven't figure it out yet, but that's just a little of something, I want to do. And, I forgot, I don't want no boss hanging over my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I just need to work for my damn self and actually that's what I'm working on doing, sometime I feel like God is telling me to, I have the brains, I have the go-getter attitude and all that good stuff that comes along with starting a business, but no money to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to be truly blessed in a little while, I can just feel it! Not, that I'm not blessed now, but  my family and I been going through some challenges and I feel God moving in our lives right now and I feel that it's going to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to School today, I didn't feel like it, but I'm glad I did. I like School, my thing is getting up and going. I don't like riding that damn train, it be so damn packed with people,(crazy &amp;amp; strange people)it be full to capacity and I really hate it, sometimes I just wait for another train come and praying it's empty or at least not so full to capacity with crazy &amp;amp; strange folks. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning Effective Facilitation skills, it's something new to me and so far I'm enjoying it, it's about knowing how to take charge of work sessions and how to lead a group toward successfully completing their work objectives. I like taking charge so I know I will be getting a "A" in this class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 7yr old and my 10yr old brother is on Spring break this week, next week, I'm on Spring break, I'm soooo happy! They would be in School and I will be relaxing, wait a minute, I still have my 4yr old home with me:-( And you talking about a energize bunny, my 4yr old be bouncing off my head all day long, I call him my little baby, my boys have their on room, but their room is inside my room (because we are living with my mother for now) that's going to change real soon:-) And my 4yr old always, always be in my husband &amp;amp; I bed every morning, sleeping right next to me, that is so funny, my husband says when we move, he's going to lock our door or put chains at their door, so he can't come out, that was so funny to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many business idea's, but no money to start with, sometime I think I use that as a excuse, so I'm looking for ways on how I can start one of my business adventures without cash.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might think, it would be hard to do and actually that's what I been saying also, but I know it's something that I can do, I feel stuck at times, but God will work it out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you wanted to start a business or start anything but lacking the funds to get it started?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace~Love~Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-9010285734838706185?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/9010285734838706185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=9010285734838706185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/9010285734838706185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/9010285734838706185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-day.html' title='A Good Day!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-4534792640905413246</id><published>2009-04-04T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:04:27.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>Shoe of the Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SdflpGWzv9I/AAAAAAAAALU/tNiELTXxvys/s1600-h/shoe+of+the+week-Bak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 345px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SdflpGWzv9I/AAAAAAAAALU/tNiELTXxvys/s400/shoe+of+the+week-Bak.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320973979005206482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are Caylee shoes  from Bakers here is the website.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bakersshoes.com"&gt;www.bakersshoes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love these shoes, my husband says the heels are to high, but who got to wear them:-) Me right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Price is $ 79.95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is not bad, it comes in Turquoise also.&lt;br /&gt;If you like the shoes, check out the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;Love this Pretty Brown Sistah:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-4534792640905413246?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/4534792640905413246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=4534792640905413246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4534792640905413246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4534792640905413246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/04/shoe-of-week.html' title='Shoe of the Week!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SdflpGWzv9I/AAAAAAAAALU/tNiELTXxvys/s72-c/shoe+of+the+week-Bak.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8810738708968680991</id><published>2009-03-25T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:21:10.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Stop Bragging...Who Cares?</title><content type='html'>I'm not a jealous person,I'm not jealous of what you have, I don't wish to be like you, I don't wish I was you, I'm just not that type of person, I'm perfectly happy being me, I might don't have a lot, but I got something and guess what, I appreciate everything God have bless me with. I'm really serious about this, because I think, when ever this  certain person talks to me, they always have to add a price tag on everything that they have purchase and honesty, I think you really crazy for spending that kind of money on certain things that you buy. (In my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;I thought, that this person just wanted to share their information with me, out of friendship and it's been going on for awhile (I'm call her Janice) that Janice been doing this and I really didn't pay it any attention, until we have certain conversation about me and that I don't have money to do certain things or go shopping, and then that's when Janice bragging starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like when I was working, had a okay job, I was able to do some stuff, I did not receive any phone calls from Janice and when I call her, she will not answer the phone, but she calls me all the damn time now, because she think I don't got shit. Maybe, I'm just tripping, because I am on my period and shit. LOL..sorry, but I don't think I'm tripping, you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a job, my funds are very low, but I got God, my family, my health &amp;amp; strength, I got food, clothing, &amp;amp; a place to lay my head. I'm working on my African Product business, I'm in school for Business/Computer, I'm working on my teen book with my teen son and so much stuff. See, I got a lot, a whole lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo happy, I got happy feet!&lt;br /&gt;Because, I feel a change is coming, I feel it, I trust God and that's all  I no people, I know he/she will not let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo happy being me, no matter what I have, please believe me!&lt;br /&gt;God no's I'm blessed and forever will be bless, even if I live in a shelter, each day is a new beginning and it's up to me on what I want to do with it and believe me, I'm going to make the best of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many goals, that I'm working toward and hopefully, I'm hearing God correctly and if I am, things are going to go abundantly well for me. I trust God, I Believe he/she is making a way for me to prosper and I'm looking to take people along the way with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask God to Bless me, so that I can be a Blessing to others and that's how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;So, I Love, Love being me, again, I don't care what you have, what you getting or where you are going and if you reading this blog, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy for you, I'm happy for your happiness and I always will be (smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8810738708968680991?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8810738708968680991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8810738708968680991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8810738708968680991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8810738708968680991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/03/stop-braggingwho-cares.html' title='Stop Bragging...Who Cares?'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-2733349303068517163</id><published>2009-03-04T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:07:49.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><title type='text'>My old favorite cartoons...Remember theses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AjRACCuh3vc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AjRACCuh3vc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilly Willy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mkO87mkgcNo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mkO87mkgcNo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conjunction Junction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-2733349303068517163?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/2733349303068517163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=2733349303068517163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2733349303068517163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2733349303068517163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-old-favorite-cartoonsremember-theses.html' title='My old favorite cartoons...Remember theses!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-3569408366243042002</id><published>2009-02-23T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:43:00.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horoscope'/><title type='text'>Aries Horoscope for Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Daily Overview: February 23, 2009 &lt;/h2&gt;    &lt;h1&gt;ARIES&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;March 21-April 19&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTxt"&gt;Settle down for a little while and let your intuitive powers kick in. You should get a fairly specific vision of the future -- or a desired future -- that you can start working toward right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Great Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-3569408366243042002?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/3569408366243042002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=3569408366243042002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3569408366243042002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3569408366243042002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/02/aries-horoscope-for-today_23.html' title='Aries Horoscope for Today!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7849278772589283226</id><published>2009-02-22T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:40:34.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about family'/><title type='text'>I'm writing a play</title><content type='html'>Yes, just came up with the idea and it will be called "Turn it up Loud and Press Repeat"&lt;br /&gt;and it's starting (drum rolls please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband, Mr. Loud Mouth&lt;br /&gt;and also starting...&lt;br /&gt;My Mother, Ms. Repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He have a loud mouth and God knows she can repeat the same shit, over and over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the mood on this Sunday, Yall pray for me:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7849278772589283226?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7849278772589283226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7849278772589283226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7849278772589283226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7849278772589283226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-writing-play.html' title='I&apos;m writing a play'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7912980641429665951</id><published>2009-02-21T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:46:58.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hgtv 2009 giveaway home'/><title type='text'>HGTV 2009 Dream Home Giveaway</title><content type='html'>Faithfully, On a Daily basis I was submitting my name and information to win this BEAUTIFUL home in Sonoma, California, my husband says to me...Why are you applying for this? You know we are not going to win and I looked at him and I said...No, honey child, you not going to win, because you see, I have been the one submitting my information for this big win, not you and just because we are "Married" don't mean you coming with me if "I" win":-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So little faith he have...lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kidding I would bring him along, man make me sick (I'm pouting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Look at this Beautiful Home and I'm saying it lightly, but check it out&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCmkQlXuhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/T4oubcgbVoY/s1600-h/hgtv+dream+home+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCmkQlXuhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/T4oubcgbVoY/s400/hgtv+dream+home+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305423502899657234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCt_jU8T3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/_PQxTgn1-w4/s1600-h/hgtv+dream+home+2009+14+-+master+bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCt_jU8T3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/_PQxTgn1-w4/s400/hgtv+dream+home+2009+14+-+master+bedroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305431668368887666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This here is the Master Bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCoz8KfMtI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_ZY4AyEKFSA/s1600-h/hgtv+dream+home+2009+15+-+master+bathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCoz8KfMtI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_ZY4AyEKFSA/s400/hgtv+dream+home+2009+15+-+master+bathroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305425971319354066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Master Bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCpwuhIs5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/4SggXiXDkTk/s1600-h/hgtv+dream+home+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCpwuhIs5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/4SggXiXDkTk/s400/hgtv+dream+home+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305427015628272530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this Kitchen, OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCqaPYjHMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3HYsXcY8zLY/s1600-h/hgtv+dream+home+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCqaPYjHMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3HYsXcY8zLY/s400/hgtv+dream+home+2009+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305427728825261250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Living Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCrT-NggFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ibejzZO6yZ0/s1600-h/hgtv+dream+home+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCrT-NggFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ibejzZO6yZ0/s400/hgtv+dream+home+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305428720647962706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dining Area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCrTpDugjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9gj-LPNTjbM/s1600-h/hgtv+dream+home+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCrTpDugjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9gj-LPNTjbM/s400/hgtv+dream+home+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305428714969793074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Living Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said and I'm sure you will agree with me, this house is amazing and also expensive, but I enter to win and if God bless my family and I with this Dream home of mines, it would be a Blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace~Love~Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7912980641429665951?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7912980641429665951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7912980641429665951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7912980641429665951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7912980641429665951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/02/hgtv-2009-dream-home-giveaway.html' title='HGTV 2009 Dream Home Giveaway'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SaCmkQlXuhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/T4oubcgbVoY/s72-c/hgtv+dream+home+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7199034546847553973</id><published>2009-02-19T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:25:40.565-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><title type='text'>Not feeling well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SZ2jJj66bTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/aF302TRQKqw/s1600-h/ist1_7694342-woman-with-handkerchief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SZ2jJj66bTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/aF302TRQKqw/s400/ist1_7694342-woman-with-handkerchief.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304575320768802098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I been feeling the last couple of days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat, Cough, and Runny Nose, that's it I'm staying in the bed for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7199034546847553973?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7199034546847553973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7199034546847553973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7199034546847553973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7199034546847553973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-feeling-well.html' title='Not feeling well...'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SZ2jJj66bTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/aF302TRQKqw/s72-c/ist1_7694342-woman-with-handkerchief.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7820976567120249910</id><published>2009-02-12T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:24:48.195-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about me'/><title type='text'>I'm Breaking Out !</title><content type='html'>Or should I say, I'm ready to branch out, into our own living space. At the moment my family, which is my husband, my 3children and self are living with my mother here in Chicago (West-Side)&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, my husband or myself are not working, he gets unemployment for now, but the both of us are seeking employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also. looking to work from home, operate my own business, but sometimes I ask myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will my business be profitable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the recession that we are facing, there are a lot of people without cash, me being one, but I also say, Whatever I think about I bring about, so if I think people are are temporary out of cash or simply broke, due to the economy, then my business will become whatever I think about, so therefore my business will not prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I also know is, There are still a lot of people that are working or have a business of their own, who do have cash and will also purchase products from my business. Some people, who are on a tight budget or who have limited cash, will still go out and buy what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm starting my business, I'm creating a positive image in my head, that my business will be successful, I will profit from it, I will provided the best products, I will be very friendly, Out going and everything I can be to have a successful business:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just jumped way off of subject here, I'm sorry, but anyway, my family and I have been sharing a apartment with my mom for about 2yrs now and I'm just ready to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing like having your own place, I tell you and I know somebody out there, totally agree with me. My family and I have had a place of our own before and it was soooo wonderful, it was peaceful, my children were able to play around the house peacefully, we were able to walk around naked as a jay-bird yall ( they may have been to-much-info) but shit, I'm trying to get a point across, when you have your own, it's your, it's your and I'm ready to get my own and actually I believe my mother is ready to have her own as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so tied of her making commits or talking about my husband behind his back to my brother or her mother or she will say something to me about him, which are true, but she will not address him with the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband do everything for my mother, I mean he do things for her, that God knows I wouldn't do or my brother wouldn't do. My brother hates to do anything for her, like take her to make groceries or any place he feels she's gonna take sometime in doing, he hurts her feelings all the time and my mother goes out her way for him, he hurt her feelings all the time and not only about taking her places but if she ask him to borrow some cash, he gets mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lives with my grandmother and have no children and no car notes, because he paid cash for his car, which is good, but that's her baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in school right now and I will be graduating in June of this year and I pray that God bless my husband with a job or bless him with the opportunity to start a business also, whatever it takes to bring cash into our hands or God bless me with a job or  successful run a business so that we can save money to move out on our own, I can just see my dream coming true, I can just feel it, I just believe it and I have faith that we will move out into our own and also have the successful job or business that we both dream about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan and goals are to save up enough cash, so that we can relocate, my husband desire of choice is Dallas, Texas, he likes Dallas and I like Dallas also, but we do have other states in mine like...&lt;br /&gt;1. Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;2. North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;3. Washington DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him, we will pray about and what ever God decides is where we will be going.&lt;br /&gt;I know one thing or I know a couple of things and that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We will find a job or successfully run a great business.&lt;br /&gt;2. We will be moving into our own.&lt;br /&gt;3. We will be relocating.&lt;br /&gt;4. We will stay prayerful.&lt;br /&gt;5. We will do everything in our power to make our Dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sleepy, so I will chit-chat with yall good people later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7820976567120249910?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7820976567120249910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7820976567120249910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7820976567120249910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7820976567120249910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-breaking-out.html' title='I&apos;m Breaking Out !'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-4683773303600254642</id><published>2009-02-07T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T07:51:54.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aries'/><title type='text'>Aries Horoscope for Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Aries Horoscopes&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;(Mar 21 - Apr 19)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div id="YesterdayTodayTomorrow"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Yesterday's Free Horoscope" href="http://horoscopes.aol.tarot.com/astrology/daily-horoscope/aries-horoscope/?scopeDay=20090206"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/a&gt; | Today | &lt;a title="Tomorrow's Free Horoscope" href="http://horoscopes.aol.tarot.com/astrology/daily-horoscope/aries-horoscope/?scopeDay=20090208"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, Feb 7th, 2009 --&lt;/strong&gt; Whatever you choose to do today, you may want to do something else. If you decide to have a quiet day at home by yourself or with your family, you'll wish you put a social outing on your calendar. But if you responded to an invitation positively, you might decide not to go at the last minute. Once you accept the internal contradiction of your feelings, it won't matter so much what you do or where you go. Luckily, now you can find satisfaction almost anywhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, I'm find satisfaction staying at home today doing my homework, I'm soooo behind:-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Live, Love, Laugh &amp;amp; Enjoy Life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-4683773303600254642?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/4683773303600254642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=4683773303600254642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4683773303600254642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4683773303600254642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/02/aries-horoscope-for-today.html' title='Aries Horoscope for Today!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8815633960962091837</id><published>2009-02-04T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:47:26.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke of the week'/><title type='text'>Joke of the Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A man and a woman had been dating for about a year, and their relationship was getting serious. The man proposed marriage, and she accepted. However, she told him that she wanted him to know that her chest was just like a baby's. He said that he loved her and that her measurements didn't matter to him. He told her that his penis was also like a baby's. She said that she loved him and that size didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come the day of their wedding, all went well. That night, the happy couple checked into the honeymoon suite at a resort hotel. The blushing bride was in the bathroom putting on a sexy nightie. Her husband was in bed waiting. As she entered the bedroom, she reminded him of her confession about her chest being like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, honey," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took her nightgown off, and her breasts were the smallest he had ever seen. He said that he was going to get undressed and reminded her of his confession about his penis being like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he took his pants off, the new bride said, "Good God Almighty. I thought you said your penis was like a baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is," he said. "9 pounds and 21 inches long!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I hope I made you Laugh:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Live Life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8815633960962091837?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8815633960962091837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8815633960962091837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8815633960962091837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8815633960962091837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/02/joke-of-week.html' title='Joke of the Week!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8824143622367710374</id><published>2009-01-30T19:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:01:50.150-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes of the week'/><title type='text'>Shoe of the Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SYPLZuWEX9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/xiDGDMbn3SU/s1600-h/473744_fpx.tif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SYPLZuWEX9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/xiDGDMbn3SU/s400/473744_fpx.tif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297301229515595730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw these shoes on&lt;a href="http://serenity23.blogspot.com"&gt; serenity23.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; feet and I Love them, her's were black. They are Carlos Santana Sandal. You can check these Shoes out on the Macy's website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="productDetailShort"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 class="productDetailShort"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8824143622367710374?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8824143622367710374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8824143622367710374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8824143622367710374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8824143622367710374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/01/shoe-of-week.html' title='Shoe of the Week!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SYPLZuWEX9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/xiDGDMbn3SU/s72-c/473744_fpx.tif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-1599039435001758083</id><published>2009-01-30T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:43:08.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama Look A Like'/><title type='text'>A Filipino Obama Look A-like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SYPICSJM4ZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bKtRXB-joso/s1600-h/obama-twin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SYPICSJM4ZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bKtRXB-joso/s400/obama-twin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297297528273559954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this picture from off &lt;a href="www.SandraRose.com"&gt;SandraRose.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dude looks like President Barack Obama a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you guys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Good week-End!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-1599039435001758083?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/1599039435001758083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=1599039435001758083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1599039435001758083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1599039435001758083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/01/filipino-obama-look-like.html' title='A Filipino Obama Look A-like'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SYPICSJM4ZI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bKtRXB-joso/s72-c/obama-twin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-518936164527012155</id><published>2009-01-28T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:48:33.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about someone'/><title type='text'>Have you ever seen?</title><content type='html'>Anybody, Who gets so bored (I say they bored) til they pick old sores on their body until they see blood or Have you ever seen someone who just sticks Q-Tips in their noses for no damn reason or Get this, have you ever seen anybody who digs in their nose and tell you to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen anybody who just talk soooo much and think they have the answers for everrry thing, they done everything, they seen everything or just simply no everything, but broke ass shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you every tried to get in your peace mode but couldn't because somebody wants to distract you with bull-shit conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that shit just get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-518936164527012155?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/518936164527012155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=518936164527012155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/518936164527012155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/518936164527012155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever-seen.html' title='Have you ever seen?'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-2834783095131915677</id><published>2009-01-21T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:43:50.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><title type='text'>Congratulation to our 44th President!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SXdstAbGoLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Wfl71TFaWc8/s1600-h/obam_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SXdstAbGoLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Wfl71TFaWc8/s400/obam_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293819407460901042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation Barack Obama! I'm soooooo very Proud, I'm sooooo very happy, I'm Speechless and I'm filled with soooo much joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-2834783095131915677?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/2834783095131915677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=2834783095131915677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2834783095131915677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2834783095131915677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/01/congratulation-to-our-44th-president.html' title='Congratulation to our 44th President!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SXdstAbGoLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Wfl71TFaWc8/s72-c/obam_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-1929313712802883575</id><published>2009-01-17T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:04:53.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Cold, Cold, and Cold!</title><content type='html'>It's sooooo Cold in the "C"&lt;br /&gt;A warm place is where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;It's soooo cold in the "C"&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell do I have to be?&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in the "C"&lt;br /&gt;Somebody please help me leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real it's really, really cold in Chicago, I need to be in a Hot &amp;amp; Sunny state right about now, If I was rich, I would escape in a heart beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your in Chi-Town stay warm, if your not and you in a warmer state, I HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I'm only kidding good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-1929313712802883575?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/1929313712802883575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=1929313712802883575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1929313712802883575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1929313712802883575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/01/cold-cold-and-cold.html' title='Cold, Cold, and Cold!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7977698440468794592</id><published>2009-01-15T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:58:30.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>10 Things  About Me!</title><content type='html'>Greetings to all, I'm feeling a little bored around here, so I decided to tell you 10 things about myself, this should be fun:-) Ok,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a Part-time student here in Chicago, I'm in school for Business Computers, when I first started it was Business Administration and that's what caught my eye. It really is Business Computer I guess, because I will be having some business classes and I already completed my Microsoft Programs, which I really enjoyed. I shall be completely done this June of 2009!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really proud of myself, because I sometimes will start something and don't finish, but I'm doing good I've been a student now since June of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm Married to a Wonderful man, who I love and who loves me back, that's what's important.&lt;br /&gt;My auntie Dot (who passed away) said... Find someone who loves you more than you love them.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her:-) Everyone is not PERFECT and my husband is not perfect, he is a great man, but he have habits that I don't like and I'm sure I have habits that he don't like, but I just haven't heard it. Last night sitting in class, something came to me and that something was for me and my husband to have "Let's Talk" night, to me that will help us communicate more and also  better. We will speak about whatever is on our mine and be truthfully honest. I wrote out  motivational questions from some of my best motivational speakers and I also have questions of my own, hopefully he will also. I want it to help us grown and build a better marriage, because my husband gets depress a lot and I really hate to see a depress black man and I do all I can to keep him motivated. We also don't communicate well to each other, so I believe this will work out, along with prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have 3 Boys...Rashee 17, Nairobi 7 and Jabari 4 Lord knows I Love my children, Lord knows I do, but them suckers get on my nerves sometimes. Nairobi, don't really care for school, because he is a Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy baby. He wants to be with us all day and my husband said he was like that when he was young. He is just now making some adjustment in school because he was failing and we talked to him a lot about school and the whole education talk.&lt;br /&gt;My oldest son Rashee decides he would rather work than go to school and we also gave him the whole education talk and last but not least my little baby, as I call him is not in school yet and I can't wait til he go and to me he is the smartest child I got! LMBO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't like to me bother when I come in from school or if I'm working. I can't stand it!&lt;br /&gt;My thing is...Give me at least 1 hour to rest, clear my head, warm up or something, but don't bother me. I swear I will have a ATTITUDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't like to be bother when I'm looking at TV, I don't look at it much anyway and when I do, my husband wants to talk and I'm talking about a man who can really, really talk. It gets on my nerves sooooooo bad until I  just ignore him and then he gets mad. Hears the thing, when he's looking at TV, I don't bother him, but when I want to really listen to what someone is saying on TV, he talks to me and I think he does it on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love to Read, it's a must that I read something every day or I can't go to sleep, sounds crazy right? But, I Love to Read! I have my bedroom full of books and I still have like 50-75 books on my list to buy. My family know me as the person who love to read. Reading is Fundamental, Reading gives me a peace of mine, I love to learn and I learn a lot by reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm a very friendly and Nice person, I believe it's easier to be nice, than to be evil. Life will go so easy if each person just be nice to each other. Friendly, again it will be so much easier to be friendly toward each other. You never know who God have you cross path with, it just may be that person who can help you. So be as nice as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm a Pretty Plus size Sistah who is looking to release the weight in 09 and I'm looking to take serious people along with me. I'm forming a group here in Chicago call "Someone Like Me"&lt;br /&gt;It will be  a support group for people who are serious about becoming healthy and fit.&lt;br /&gt;I been Juicy now for about 10yrs, I was a small frame, until I had babies.&lt;br /&gt;I carry most of my weight in my hips &amp;amp; behind (booty) and my husband told me not to loss my booty. LMBO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm not working at the moment, I have been putting in application online and also I go out to fill out applications and nothing has come up yet. Since, I'm the type of person who can't just sit down on her but and think opportunities going to come to, I decided to start a couple of businesses of my own, one is a Cleaning Business that My husband, Son and I are working on as a family, my other is Opening a online store, I will sell off line also at Flee Markets and at other events. My products are purses, stationary, jewelry and etc... I'm working on that as well as writing articles online for money.  These opportunities will all work out, only if God is willing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I Believe in God, but I don't attend anybodies church. I'm a Spiritual Human being, that prays and believe that there's only one God. I don't call him/her Allah, Jehovah or any other religious name, I call him/her God and sometimes I believe God can be a woman. Yep, I said it I believe God can be a she instead of a he:-) I read the Bible sometimes, but I can't really quote you on nothing because I don't study it and the reason I don't study it  because for some reason I think it was created my White men, I be like how they know God said that, so it's crazy, because sometimes I would tell myself to read it anyway, no matter who wrote it, it has some very positive messages. I also believe the Bible have been tamper with and I be saying... How are they coming up with this New Testament stuff? I don't know, I'mma pray about it. I do believe that there is a God and no one can tell me other wise.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe, I Believe, I Believe in God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have, I have more to share but would do at a later time.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Good, Be Nice, Be friendly!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7977698440468794592?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7977698440468794592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7977698440468794592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7977698440468794592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7977698440468794592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/01/10-things-about-me.html' title='10 Things  About Me!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-1273127600223203478</id><published>2009-01-10T08:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T08:25:50.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to My Hubby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SWjKuFGGaVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NOPd8j98Y80/s1600-h/Aaron+chilling+in+van.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SWjKuFGGaVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NOPd8j98Y80/s400/Aaron+chilling+in+van.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289700655337204050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to My Husband Aaron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I won't tell the world how old you are, but you getting pretty damn old Mr:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless you with many, many more Birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed that lovely breakfast that I prepared for you today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-1273127600223203478?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/1273127600223203478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=1273127600223203478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1273127600223203478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1273127600223203478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-to-my-hubby.html' title='Happy Birthday to My Hubby!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SWjKuFGGaVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NOPd8j98Y80/s72-c/Aaron+chilling+in+van.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-6516232241642885019</id><published>2009-01-09T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:35:31.025-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>I haven't done this in awhile...</title><content type='html'>1. Worked (a job that I like)&lt;br /&gt;2. Relaxation&lt;br /&gt;3. Shopping&lt;br /&gt;4. Out on a Date (with husband)&lt;br /&gt;5. Girls night out&lt;br /&gt;6. Pampering time alone&lt;br /&gt;7.Went to Church&lt;br /&gt;8. Had good sex (Yep I said it)&lt;br /&gt;9. Told other family members I Love Them!&lt;br /&gt;10. Release Weight&lt;br /&gt;11. Out Partying&lt;br /&gt;12. Having a good time with husband&lt;br /&gt;13. Had a Real Live Emotional, Heart 2 Heart with husband.&lt;br /&gt;14. Slept with oldest son father...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;15.Being Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is 2009 Baby Some Shit is about to change, everything I stated above is about to come to life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except sleeping with oldest son father, I would never do that!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think:-) Nope, I'm kidding I would never sleep with him EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-6516232241642885019?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/6516232241642885019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=6516232241642885019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6516232241642885019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6516232241642885019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-havent-done-this-in-awhile.html' title='I haven&apos;t done this in awhile...'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-6718006409217166781</id><published>2009-01-06T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T12:32:38.913-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ray J'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>I'm being fast, but</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SWO-r0_0d7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BjtBqggaBPc/s1600-h/Ray+J+Baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SWO-r0_0d7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BjtBqggaBPc/s400/Ray+J+Baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288280047633070002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would Love, Love, Love to hit that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge crush on Ray J, yes Brandy Little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had 1 Sex wish, ummmm Ray J, it would be to have Secks with you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla at me Ray J!&lt;br /&gt;Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-6718006409217166781?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/6718006409217166781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=6718006409217166781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6718006409217166781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6718006409217166781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-being-fast-but.html' title='I&apos;m being fast, but'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SWO-r0_0d7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BjtBqggaBPc/s72-c/Ray+J+Baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-6293633467611078839</id><published>2009-01-04T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:59:41.369-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>I need new Friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SWFx-C6bFyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LU-oVa940ak/s1600-h/ist1_6339926-woman-s-small-group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SWFx-C6bFyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LU-oVa940ak/s320/ist1_6339926-woman-s-small-group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287632748257416994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I need some new friends, I need somebody that is on my level to hangout with. I call old friends and try to stay in contact with them and we sometimes talk for awhile, but I'm the only one who tries to stay in contact with them. So, that's it for me, I'm not doing it anymore. I'm going to make new friends and I'm gonna pray and ask God to guide them my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a...&lt;br /&gt;Loyal,&lt;br /&gt;Caring,&lt;br /&gt;Loving,&lt;br /&gt;Motivational,&lt;br /&gt; Understanding,&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual,&lt;br /&gt;Someone I can talk to and can keep a secret if I need her to kind of friend,my hang out buddy,&lt;br /&gt;travel buddy and at the same time, I would be that kind of friend to her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are some of the traits I'm looking for in a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting a Women Group here in Chicago for women who are like myself, a woman that is looking to release the weight, to become healthy and to become physically fit!&lt;br /&gt;That is something that I have been thinking about doing for awhile and I do believe God put it on my heart to do, so I have to follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the process of doing that now and I'm looking for it to take off successfully, I'm happy about that. If you are living in the Chicago area and looking for a Good friend and also looking to be in my group it's called "Someone Like Me" leave a commit and I promise I will respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-6293633467611078839?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/6293633467611078839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=6293633467611078839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6293633467611078839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/6293633467611078839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-need-new-friends.html' title='I need new Friends!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SWFx-C6bFyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LU-oVa940ak/s72-c/ist1_6339926-woman-s-small-group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8203601227943067435</id><published>2008-12-31T07:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T07:27:09.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katt williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Laugh out loud Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qlNEmpxQxI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qlNEmpxQxI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years!&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8203601227943067435?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8203601227943067435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8203601227943067435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8203601227943067435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8203601227943067435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/12/laugh-out-loud-wednesday.html' title='Laugh out loud Wednesday!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8403789186458052386</id><published>2008-12-29T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:14:04.131-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Joke of the Week!</title><content type='html'>After dozens of very expensive tests and weeks of hospitalization, the rich old man was told he had only 24 hours to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He immediately called his doctor and his lawyer to his room. He asked the doctor to stand by one side of his bed and his lawyer to stand by the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After standing for some time, the doctor asked "What do you want me to do?" "Nothing. Just stand there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while later, the lawyer asked "What do you want me to do?" "Nothing. Just stand there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the hours wore on, the doctor and the lawyer watched the man weaken. When his time had almost arrived, the doctor and the lawyer again asked "Why are we standing here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said the old man, "Christ died between two thieves, so I thought I'd do the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8403789186458052386?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8403789186458052386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8403789186458052386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8403789186458052386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8403789186458052386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/12/joke-of-week.html' title='Joke of the Week!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5943170447002769949</id><published>2008-12-23T16:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:47:47.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cash'/><title type='text'>I Got Money!</title><content type='html'>I received a letter from H&amp;amp; R Block one day last week, stating that I can get up to $1000.00 on a loan and I guess it will be deducted from my income tax return or I will have to pay the money back monthly until it's paid off, anyway, I waited for like a couple of day before I decided to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Today Ladies &amp;amp; Gentlemen I decided to walk my but up there to H&amp;amp;R block and it was a couple of blocks, well it was about 13-15 blocks in the snow, it only took me about 30mins, but still I was walking in all that snow, I really needed that cash...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I Thank God that I was able to qualify for something, I got my cash on the H&amp;amp;R Block card and I was on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at least I'm able to may two bills to help my mother out, because a sistah not working at the moment, I'm just starting a business that I can do from home, that will allow me some money and the fun thing is I got to work it! I'm excited about working the business, because it's my business, I'm setting the time I want to work and I determined how much I want to be paid and I'm very excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that the economy is temporary bad at this time, but I still believe the business will still be successful and in another post I will discuss what the business is, but I can give you a hint.&lt;br /&gt;It has to do with ALL Natural Products! The products are outstanding and people need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any how, I'm about to take off, because a sistah is hungry, I'll talk 2 you good people soon and ooooh yeah Merry Christmas and be safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5943170447002769949?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5943170447002769949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5943170447002769949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5943170447002769949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5943170447002769949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-money.html' title='I Got Money!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5300016165208090016</id><published>2008-12-17T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:23:09.431-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brown Sistah life'/><title type='text'>Snow,Cold &amp; Lazy!</title><content type='html'>It's like 2-3 inches of snow outside, it's cold and I'm feeling very lazy, I walked my 7yrs old to School today and I almost turned back around, because it's a mess outside and people here in Chicago, tends to still drive fast in this snowy &amp;amp; icey weather. It's makes me mad, I just want to throw a snowball at their car.&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a 2 do list for today, but have I started it, Nope!&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it, I'm soooo lazy today:-(&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to  write a teen book, along with my oldest son and that was on my 2 do list.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold, my bedroom is the coldest in the house, maybe because I have the most windows in the house. I have a little heater and it's not working very well, my next thing to do is, putting some plastic up to my windows to block out the air. It better work!&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the drug dealers still out working their shift in the da** cold &amp;amp; snow? Crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody to tell me if this is true...Birds in the feather, Flock together.&lt;br /&gt;The reason I ask, is because Me, myself, will never hangout with a drug user, a hooker, negative people anybody that is not Inspiring. I'm not judging people, I'm just saying, I take my life, my dreams, my goals, my plans in life very seriously. I got dreams dammit and I'm not going to hangout with people who don't share the same interest as I. You like to get high off of drugs, I don't. So, Why would I hangout with you and my dream is to become a successful writer, publisher and also a business owner. I Love to stay inspired, I get my inspiration from God, positive people in my life, reading the Bible and reading inspiring books, also from believing. I believe I can accomplish anything and I will not allow anyone to take that away from me.&lt;br /&gt;My whole reason for saying this is because my husband hangs with people, I don't approve of and his way of thinking is jacked-up. We have dreams, but always speak and think negative about them and I try to be encouraging, but he fails to listen so I told him to keep his thoughts to himself, I don't need no negative speaker around me and honestly sometimes I think we are not going to be married long, because we have different outlooks on life. Ok, enough of this...&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;I just read this today and decided to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;When God gets ready to bless you, He doesn't ask anybody if He can do it. He just blesses you anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done now, Have a good one!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5300016165208090016?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5300016165208090016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5300016165208090016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5300016165208090016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5300016165208090016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/12/snowcold-lazy.html' title='Snow,Cold &amp; Lazy!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-225230912638545956</id><published>2008-12-16T15:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:20:01.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='African American Books'/><title type='text'>African American Books for Children &amp; Teen</title><content type='html'>Greetings My Blog Family,  I decided to open a online Bookstore only for my African American people, if you not African American, hey I'm sorry, but you can still purchase some books if you like. There are a large selection of books to choose from &amp;amp; at reasonable prices. Purchase your children some books for a nice Christmas Present, I'm sure they would enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at some of the books I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=brownsistahbooksforchildren-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=1416971440&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width: 120px; height: 240px;" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=brownsistahbooksforchildren-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=0061703923&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width: 120px; height: 240px;" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=brownsistahbooksforchildren-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=043977733X&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width: 120px; 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height: 240px;" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Log onto my website Click here&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/brownsistahbooksforchildren-20"&gt;http://astore.amazon.com/brownsistahbooksforchildren-20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you get online and purchase your children, your friends children, and your family children some books  TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-225230912638545956?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/225230912638545956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=225230912638545956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/225230912638545956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/225230912638545956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/12/african-american-books-for-children.html' title='African American Books for Children &amp; Teen'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-3058107191766436994</id><published>2008-12-13T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:52:10.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>Shoes, Shoes, and More Shoes!</title><content type='html'>The other day I log onto the Amazon website and I saw the most beautiful shoes, I was really shock to see these shoes on Amazon, but honesty the only time I visit Amazon is when I purchase books. Am I the only one new to Amazon shoes?&lt;br /&gt;Check Out these shoes I thought was very lovely on Amazon, I didn't get the name of the designer, please forgive me, but I'm sure once you log onto the Amazon website, you can see for yourself:-)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SUP5kc2xh3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/VHCKUfBbC2w/s1600-h/51BHZYvJLUL._AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SUP5kc2xh3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/VHCKUfBbC2w/s200/51BHZYvJLUL._AA280_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279337592824891250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SUP9FLN8pWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/44KPgFNiN0U/s1600-h/512Vyy3sZGL._AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SUQCKGftAlI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OFauUTNzMrc/s200/Amazon+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279347035750597202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-3058107191766436994?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/3058107191766436994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=3058107191766436994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3058107191766436994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3058107191766436994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/12/shoes-shoes-and-more-shoes.html' title='Shoes, Shoes, and More Shoes!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SUP5kc2xh3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/VHCKUfBbC2w/s72-c/51BHZYvJLUL._AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-423604045165107423</id><published>2008-12-13T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T09:36:08.260-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horoscope'/><title type='text'>Aries Horoscope for Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Aries Horoscopes&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;(Mar 21 - Apr 19)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div id="YesterdayTodayTomorrow"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Yesterday's Free Horoscope" href="http://horoscopes.aol.tarot.com/astrology/daily-horoscope/aries-horoscope/?scopeDay=20081212"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/a&gt; | Today | &lt;a title="Tomorrow's Free Horoscope" href="http://horoscopes.aol.tarot.com/astrology/daily-horoscope/aries-horoscope/?scopeDay=20081214"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, Dec 13th, 2008 --&lt;/strong&gt; If you are feeling physically depleted today, rest assured that your energy will return. Instead of pushing yourself to remain busy when you don't feel like doing much at all, listen to what your body is telling you. You'll be able to enjoy yourself much more once you decide that chilling out is an okay thing to do. Even you active Aries need to take a break sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-423604045165107423?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/423604045165107423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=423604045165107423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/423604045165107423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/423604045165107423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/12/aries-horoscope-for-today.html' title='Aries Horoscope for Today!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5117670165444153587</id><published>2008-11-26T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:03:13.009-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><title type='text'>How Could Some People Say...</title><content type='html'>That they don't like someone and they don't even know anything about that person, I would never understand that. I believe that you are judging that person just by their looks or, or just by whatever someone told you about that person. Which can be false information or someone that you very cool with don't like that person, so Guess What? Now, they or rather you don't like that person either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we get over that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very person that you don't like, might just be the person you may need in the future, but some people don't think about it that way. All they know is THEY DON"T LIKE HIM OR HER!&lt;br /&gt;God bring people into your life for his/her purpose and plan and that very person that you don't like, might just be the person God will place into your life to help you grow. You maybe going through a very challenging situation and that one person, you don't like because your "Friend" don't like them, maybe they person who God place in you life, to help you out your challenging situation, or whatever the case maybe. So I'm asking before you decide to say, that you don't like a person, close your mouth and at least try to get to know that person before you just simply say I DON'T LIKE HER OR HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get caught up in the negativity and they hold on to it, with a tight grip (a strong fist)&lt;br /&gt;And maybe that's all that person know and it would take a positive person in their group or circle of friends to turn that negative situation into a positive situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, You simply ask that person questions pertaining to their reasons for disliking  that person, you get to the bottom of it, you let them know your opinion on the situation, in a positive way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever recall saying, that I don't like a person, because I normally like everybody, I believe to be a people person, friendly, outgoing, lovelable, loving, kind of girl. I'm the way God created me and I try to always remember, that God is watching, I would always ask myself questions like,Would God approved of me doing this? Would God approve of me having dislike in my heart? or Hatred in my heart and the answer is no, he would not approve. I Love God sooooo much and I just want to do right, Am I perfect, like Frankie says...(Keyshia Cole Mom) absolutely not, I just aim to do right:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;STRICTLY&lt;/span&gt; for people who dislike a person, just because they just don't like them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty, Brown SiStAh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5117670165444153587?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5117670165444153587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5117670165444153587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5117670165444153587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5117670165444153587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-could-some-people-say.html' title='How Could Some People Say...'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7073529594948475086</id><published>2008-11-08T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T17:19:03.661-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>What I would Do for a Nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SRY5FKp9jtI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cqN0fdkR_zI/s1600-h/Sharp+ass+boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SRY5FKp9jtI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cqN0fdkR_zI/s320/Sharp+ass+boots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266459575178858194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; pair of ...&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gabriella Rocha Studio Jordenna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Babies are &lt;span class="price"&gt;$119.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 class="brand-logo"&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;     &lt;span class="price"&gt;Not a bad price, if I had the money for it, but I need to buy a car, maybe next time. If you like you can visit this website here... &lt;a href="http://zapp.me/7443537"&gt;http://zapp.me/7443537&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7073529594948475086?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7073529594948475086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7073529594948475086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7073529594948475086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7073529594948475086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-i-would-do-for-nice.html' title='What I would Do for a Nice'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SRY5FKp9jtI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cqN0fdkR_zI/s72-c/Sharp+ass+boots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-1657184142849796425</id><published>2008-11-08T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:55:20.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><title type='text'>Could You Believe This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SRY0hJwSiII/AAAAAAAAAEM/_HSdLM5uC14/s1600-h/Obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SRY0hJwSiII/AAAAAAAAAEM/_HSdLM5uC14/s320/Obama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266454558415161474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes We Can! And Yes We Did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo Proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-1657184142849796425?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/1657184142849796425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=1657184142849796425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1657184142849796425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1657184142849796425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/11/could-you-believe-this.html' title='Could You Believe This!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SRY0hJwSiII/AAAAAAAAAEM/_HSdLM5uC14/s72-c/Obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-3890864643404613577</id><published>2008-10-30T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:35:04.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>I Need a VaCaTiOn!</title><content type='html'>I Like that song or Rap, whatever you want to call it, by Jeezy, it's called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"I need A Vacation"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I need a vacation...&lt;br /&gt;Away From My whole family, From School, From Looking for a job, because it's a job just looking for a job (if you no what I mean) I need to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah just need a vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt drained, I feel like I do some much for other people that I don't have time for myself, I mean I suppose to take care of my children and even my husband, but sometimes he act like one of the children and he requires to much attention. I don't mine giving my husband attention for a couple of hours, but shit if I don't get some of the day to myself, I can be mean.&lt;br /&gt;Like I love reading and I also love being on the computer, it gives me peace :-) and you know, a woman must get her peace. My husband is a TV phonetic and I'm not, he gets upset if I don't watch TV with him sometimes and when I'm reading or online, he do his best to distract me and I gets very mad and have to tell him...I'm a woman that is requiring to get some peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, It's more that is stressing me out, but I can get into that later, but until then...&lt;br /&gt;I need a Vacation, somewhere I can go and relax, sit on the beach,watch a beautiful view ,Eat Good Delicious food and you see were I'm going with this:-) So if anybody want to pay for me a trip to Jamaica, I would appreciate it...LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-3890864643404613577?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/3890864643404613577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=3890864643404613577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3890864643404613577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3890864643404613577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-vacation.html' title='I Need a VaCaTiOn!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8330540741996502121</id><published>2008-10-09T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:42:59.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self'/><title type='text'>Lazy!</title><content type='html'>I Been such a lazy azz lately, please forgive me for not posting, but look for something soon:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8330540741996502121?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8330540741996502121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8330540741996502121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8330540741996502121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8330540741996502121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/10/lazy.html' title='Lazy!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-1307616696894684540</id><published>2008-10-02T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:53:02.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>Greetings All, I been MIA for awhile and it's because I've moved and it took AT&amp;amp;T forever to get someone out and bring my phone to life:-) I was really a pissed off Sistah without a phone and my internet, but Hey! I'm back in business and I'm happy man!! I will be up and ready to post tomorrow, until then....Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-1307616696894684540?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/1307616696894684540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=1307616696894684540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1307616696894684540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1307616696894684540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/10/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-4779824206546572090</id><published>2008-09-26T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:15:53.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><title type='text'>The Hubby!</title><content type='html'>My Husband, I Love him, God knows I do, but yall he gets on my last nerves. I have 3 Children and I feel at times like I have 4...lmao, this man wants some much attention, it's ridicules and it's only when he drinks beer ( he be a tipsy) Other then that I'm doing my thing and he's doing his, which is...I'm on the computer and he's watching T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really becoming very aggravating and I'm serious :-(&lt;br /&gt;First, he talks real&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LOUD&lt;/span&gt; and then he talks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUCH&lt;/span&gt; and I tried talking to him about it and he do not care, he knows EVERYTHING, Oh My God, he knows EVERYTHING and that gets on my last nerves. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a peaceful person and around 8Pm, I'm looking for peace &amp;amp; quiet from dealing with our children, going to school, looking for work, dealing with my mom and looking for a new apartment &amp;amp; stuff. I like to relax, I don't watch TV much and when I do, I would like to watch it peacefully, but can I do that, noooooooooooo Mr. Hubby wants to talk during the TV program that I'm watching and gets mad if I don't talk to him. What kind of shit is that? When he's watching TV, I let him be, but me, nooooooooooooo he wants to know what happen, who is that, and I look at him and I say if you wasn't talking to someone else you would have known.&lt;br /&gt;I mean he bugs me bad, I mean I gets very angry and I tell him and he says...you know how I am?????? What? Shut-UP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Hubby will go and rent movies for him and the family to watch and my mother will come out her room to watch the movies with him and guess what he do?&lt;br /&gt;He talks through the movie and then tries to tell her what he thinks gonna happen...lmao&lt;br /&gt;my mother will get up and leave. And the sad thing is, he will come and tell me that she left because he was talking, of course man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, What else can I do?&lt;br /&gt;He tells me that I don't give him any attention and I try to give him attention, but I feel like he acts to much like a baby and that makes me mad and Lord don't let him get sick, he's really a big azz baby, because if I'm sick, he will not know it, because I keep it moving, I don't like laying up in the bed all day, looking for attention, I have to be really sick to lay in the bed all day and still I don't cry about it:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I spoke to one of my best-friends about it, she been married for 20+yrs and she told me to smother him with a lot of attention, I mean a lot, until he gets aggravated by it and she says watch what he say, she says if he get up and wants to leave, tell him that your going to, even if he's going out with friends, just smother him with attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? Tomorrow is the day, that I will do it...I'm make his azz tied of me:-))&lt;br /&gt;Attention, I'm give you some attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody got any more advice, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Happy Friday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;BrownSistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-4779824206546572090?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/4779824206546572090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=4779824206546572090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4779824206546572090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4779824206546572090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/09/hubby.html' title='The Hubby!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5331244326534084497</id><published>2008-09-17T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:27:54.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BET'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RKelly'/><title type='text'>R. Kelly on BET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="377" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://livesteez.com/embed.php?p=MTIyMTY2NjQ5NV81MTE4LmZsdg%3D%3D&amp;amp;c=48ygRlV&amp;amp;s=c6220dee"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://livesteez.com/embed.php?p=MTIyMTY2NjQ5NV81MTE4LmZsdg%3D%3D&amp;amp;c=48ygRlV&amp;amp;s=c6220dee" quality="high" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="#000000" width="377" height="336" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="377" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://livesteez.com/embed.php?p=MTIyMTY2NjUxNF81MTE5LmZsdg%3D%3D&amp;amp;c=iQ9LVGN&amp;amp;s=83169ff3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://livesteez.com/embed.php?p=MTIyMTY2NjUxNF81MTE5LmZsdg%3D%3D&amp;amp;c=iQ9LVGN&amp;amp;s=83169ff3" quality="high" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="#000000" width="377" height="336" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. Kelly looks FINE ASS HELL! I like the new look (wink-wink baby)&lt;br /&gt;:-):-)Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who disagree, well so what...LOL&lt;br /&gt;I think he did well on this interview, except when he said...&lt;br /&gt;When you say teen-age girls, how old are we talking about? OMG Kels, come on man.&lt;br /&gt;Stick with women 25 &amp;amp; up brother, nothing less brotha, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you man, The King of R&amp;amp;B when you have sometime call me man:-) send me an email or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You R. Kelly fans, Tell me what you think about this BET Interview?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Hair Grease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5331244326534084497?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5331244326534084497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5331244326534084497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5331244326534084497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5331244326534084497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/09/r-kelly-on-bet.html' title='R. Kelly on BET!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-951803349471947551</id><published>2008-09-09T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:39:41.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>Dancing Obama!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ma87roe-U6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ma87roe-U6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; I think he looks cute!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-951803349471947551?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/951803349471947551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=951803349471947551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/951803349471947551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/951803349471947551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/09/dancing-obama.html' title='Dancing Obama!!!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5299294279226806415</id><published>2008-09-06T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T10:00:49.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horoscope'/><title type='text'>Today's Horoscope for the Aries Queens &amp; More!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Aries Horoscopes   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;(Mar 21 - Apr 19)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, Sep 6th, 2008 --&lt;/strong&gt; Be careful that your newly rediscovered optimism doesn't make you overbearing. You may feel positive about your life and confident about what you are doing, but others may tire of hearing you go on and on about how great things are for you. Temper your excitement with a bit of awareness for everyone else. Toning down your enthusiasm creates an environment for more balanced relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, if you say so....Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Customer/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-12.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And This is what I got off of this website&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrology-online.com/aries.htm"&gt;http://www.astrology-online.com/aries.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traditional&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.astrology-online.com/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue ! important; font-family: serif; font-size: 18px; position: static;color:blue;" &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid blue; color: blue ! important; font-family: serif; font-size: 18px; position: static; background-color: transparent;"&gt;Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Traits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adventurous and energetic&lt;br /&gt;    Pioneering and courageous&lt;br /&gt;    Enthusiastic and confident&lt;br /&gt;    Dynamic and quick-witted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the dark side...&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selfish and quick-tempered&lt;br /&gt;    Impulsive and impatient&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foolhardy and daredevil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(OK, they could be right about the quick-tempered and I can be a little Selfisssssh....)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;           &lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; LIKES&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; Action &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; Coming in first &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; Challenges &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; Championing Causes &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; Spontaneity &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;           &lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DISLIKES&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; Waiting Around &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; Admitting Failure &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; No opposition &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; Tyranny &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; Other peoples advice ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;There is so much on this website, that I'm not going to add on here, I link the site so that, all you have to do is click on and starting reading  my Aries Kings &amp;amp; Queens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Customer/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-11.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5299294279226806415?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5299294279226806415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5299294279226806415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5299294279226806415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5299294279226806415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-horoscope-for-aries-queens-more.html' title='Today&apos;s Horoscope for the Aries Queens &amp; More!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-1416338427345303613</id><published>2008-09-03T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:26:13.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self'/><title type='text'>I'm losing myself!</title><content type='html'>These last couple of weeks, I been losing myself, my energy is been drained and it's so not like me. It's funny, because just as I'm writing this, I'm beginning to get sleep/lazy. It's one thing I don't like is for someone or something just take over my energy:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My energy is very important to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm married...&lt;br /&gt;I have 3boys (17, 7, &amp;amp; 3)...&lt;br /&gt;I'm in School...&lt;br /&gt;It suppose to be my husband, my mother, &amp;amp; myself looking for a new apartment, but it seems like it's only me.....&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a J-O-B....&lt;br /&gt;School just started back for my babies....&lt;br /&gt;Mother &amp;amp; Husband is working my nerve, I try my best to stay positive, stay prayerful and I try to be stay peaceful. I'm the type of person, that do not, do not like negativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a negative attitude or speak in a negative way, I'm staying away from you, but tell me,&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to stay away from my mother and sometime husband? How?&lt;br /&gt;I look at them like they crazy sometimes and don't try to tell them to change their negative ways, oooooooh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to continue to pray for them and I ask that you guys pray for me, because I'mma run off and leave them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-1416338427345303613?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/1416338427345303613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=1416338427345303613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1416338427345303613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1416338427345303613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-losing-myself.html' title='I&apos;m losing myself!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8477015237648947246</id><published>2008-08-28T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:40:30.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>It's My Baby Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SLbCjayxaUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RPRZkYXO9ds/s1600-h/Robi+graduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SLbCjayxaUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RPRZkYXO9ds/s320/Robi+graduation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239589130235636034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To You, Happy Birthday To You, Happy Birthday To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Robi,&lt;/span&gt; Happy Birthday To you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Today is my baby Birthday, he is 7yrs old today.&lt;br /&gt;I Thank God for allowing us all to see this day and what a great day it is, so Lord our praises goes to you and no one else:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama &amp;amp; DaDa, Lovvvvvvvves you so much, we're going to have cake &amp;amp; ice cream and yes we're going to have presents:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember 7yrs ago when you was just a little baby, I was and still proud to have you. I Thank You for choosing me to be your mom, I Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy today, because School starts next week...Lol and I know you don't like that....jus kiddin:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;This is for you, I know that you are a Big Micheal Jackson fan so here it is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRZ5d9evWUg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRZ5d9evWUg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8477015237648947246?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8477015237648947246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8477015237648947246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8477015237648947246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8477015237648947246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-my-baby-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s My Baby Birthday!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SLbCjayxaUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RPRZkYXO9ds/s72-c/Robi+graduation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-4801181259964592608</id><published>2008-08-21T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:21:48.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horoscope'/><title type='text'>Aries Queen!</title><content type='html'>Yes, Dammit I'm a Aries Queen, check out what my Horoscope said about my Love &amp;amp; Relationship and some other stuff also.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="content"&gt;      &lt;h3&gt;Daily Flirt:&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p&gt;You need to figure out your finances -- especially how much money you can bring in realistically! It's one of those days when you feel as if they sky's the limit, but you need to work to get there &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;h3&gt;Daily Couples:&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Sometimes the flame of love needs a little help from you to keep glowing strong. Don't hesitate to dig into your bag of tricks for a little surprise. It could be just what you need to reignite your passion. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;h3&gt;Daily Singles:&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Other may find you inspirational today, so be on your best behavior. Offer positive, instead of critical, advice to those who seek it. Keep harsh judgments to yourself. Now is the time to be a mentor in every way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-4801181259964592608?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/4801181259964592608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=4801181259964592608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4801181259964592608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4801181259964592608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/08/aries-queen.html' title='Aries Queen!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-4748429636258394287</id><published>2008-08-21T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:31:54.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dallas'/><title type='text'>I Wish, I Wish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SK2GU7teQiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FQ7DoxXYqJQ/s1600-h/250px-Dallasskyline0004.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SK2GU7teQiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FQ7DoxXYqJQ/s320/250px-Dallasskyline0004.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236989635885679138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I show wish I was still living in Dallas&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actually, I lived in the south suburban part of Dallas, were it's peace and quiet, nice neighborhood, some nice people, the schools were great, the cost of living was cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm back in Chicago now, I was born &amp;amp; raise here, but I'm starting not to like it here:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find a job, don't let me start talking about the cost of living, it's so damn hard to find  an apartment here, I just want to go back to Texas, I'm sooooo feed up with Chi-Town it's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago, do have some good qualities, and I don't feel like naming them because all I know is I'm ready to go back to Texas, were it rarely snow, Beautiful homes for much, much, cheaper than Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I'm done with School, that's it I'm going back to Texas, I just hope my husband agree!&lt;br /&gt;He loved Texas also, so it will be easy trying to convince him and plus just last month he was just stating he wanted to go back, so it's a done deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-4748429636258394287?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/4748429636258394287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=4748429636258394287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4748429636258394287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/4748429636258394287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wish-i-wish_21.html' title='I Wish, I Wish!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SK2GU7teQiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FQ7DoxXYqJQ/s72-c/250px-Dallasskyline0004.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-1725094682304996730</id><published>2008-08-10T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T10:37:21.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bernie Mac'/><title type='text'>R I P Bernie Mac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SJ8g39IQOnI/AAAAAAAAADs/L5QpmtkTGSo/s1600-h/Bernie-Mac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SJ8g39IQOnI/AAAAAAAAADs/L5QpmtkTGSo/s320/Bernie-Mac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232937437701880434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="story-body-parent"&gt;Comedian and     Chicago native  &lt;a id="KonaLink0" class="kLink" style="position: static; text-decoration: underline ! important;" href="http://www.blackatlanta.com/home/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=1362:bernie-mac-dies-at-50-from-sarcoidosis&amp;amp;catid=1:latest-news&amp;amp;Itemid=124#" target="_top"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: 400; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(0, 0, 255); position: static;"&gt;  &lt;span class="kLink" style="font-weight: 400; font-size: 12px; color: blue ! important; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; position: static;"&gt;Bernie  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="kLink" style="font-weight: 400; font-size: 12px; color: blue ! important; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; position: static;"&gt;Mac  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  died early Saturday morning from              complications due to pneumonia, his           publicist confirmed.  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="story-body-parent"&gt;Mac, 50, had     been hospitalized for about a week at         Northwestern Hospital, according to his       spokeswoman. A few years ago, Mac disclosed   that he suffered from sarcoidosis, a rare     autoimmune disease that causes inflammation   in tissue, most often in the lungs.  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div id="story-body-parent"&gt;The comic born  Bernard Jeffrey McCullough could cut an       imposing figure. He stood six-foot-three,     was built like a fullback and carried         himself with a bouncer's reticence. But       perhaps the strongest weapon in the Chicago   comedian's arsenal was that voice, that       amalgam of thought and a delivery that could  rise like a tidal wave, outpace a Gatling     gun and remained, to his last days, loud and  unapologetic.  &lt;/div&gt;  He wasn't        scared, he told us time and again, to tell    anyone what he thought, to say what others    were afraid to say. That fearlessness wasn't  always welcome, considering Mac didn't get    his big break until his 30s. But when he      did, the comic skyrocketed to success in      stand-up, television and the big screen.     &lt;br /&gt;Mac shared screen time with some of Hollywood's larger-than-life leading men, co-starring with Brad Pitt, George Clooney and Matt Damon in the "Ocean's 11" remake and subsequent sequels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, Mac garnered attention for making unsavory comments at a Barack Obama benefit that the presumptive Democratic candidate had to distance himself from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up on the South Side a hard-core White Sox fan, Mac discovered early on that he wanted to make a go at being a comedian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before his 10th birthday, Mac was performing comedy stand up, honing his skills on CTA trains and parks before graduating to well-known haunts like the Regal Theater and the Cotton Club. He came to a realization during those first years as a struggling comic: If he could kill in front of a black crowd, he could kill in any crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Black audiences are hard," he told the New York Times in 2002. "You got to come with a little extra to satisfy them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also learned that comedy isn't a lucrative business when you are starting out. During those lean years in the '80s, Mac drove a Wonder Bread delivery truck to pay the bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life changed dramatically for Mac when he was 32. He won the Miller Lite comedy search that year and that performance took him to the stand up stage, which ultimately led to regular performances on popular shows like HBO's "Def Comedy Jam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few short years, he was able to put a stamp on this tell-it-like-it-is brand of comedy that audiences had come to know him for. He was a hit on the stage, delivering sordid tales of his early life growing up on Chicago's South Side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His work hit home to the African American audience -- his aggressive, brash comedy had a down home feel to it, tackling everything from family life to black romantic relationships -- yet Mac was able to cross it over, connecting with a majority entertainment scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I started in comedy in the clubs in 1977, blacks couldn't do certain clubs -- not because they were segregated. They just didn't want to put the [black comics] out there. In Los Angeles, the clubs would have a black night. People would say, 'Why don't you come by and do something?' I would say, 'I'm a comedian -- don't put a title on me.' Don't limit yourself. How you start is how you finish," he told the Tribune in 2007. "If you let people put tags on you, you'll never be able to remove them. You've got to make people respect you. Respect is bigger than dollars and cents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac got his respect and he gained national attention after his set on HBO's popular late-night series Def Comedy Jam in 1992. Decked out in a pair of jeans with his face illustrated, graffiti-style, on the right pants leg, Mac expounded on one taboo subject after another, from the benefits of snitching to his prowess in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I ain't scared of you [expletive]!" became his signature tagline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many took note of the blue comic's performance, which later led to a bit part in 1992's "Mo' Money," and later an HBO Special, "Midnight Mac."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1995, Mac earned a spot in the cult-classic "Friday," and the film helped Mac break out. His portrayal of Pastor Clever was one of the film's highlights, however small it was. He followed it up with bit roles in other films, including "Booty Call," and "Def Jam's: How to Be a Player."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he wanted more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac sowed the seeds for his success on a cloudy day in North Carolina while taping the 2000 Spike Lee concert film, "The Original Kings of Comedy." There, on a rain-soaked basketball court, buttressed by co-stars Cedric the Entertainer, D.L. Hughley and Steve Harvey, Mac issued a challenge to Hollywood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do I have a television show? Nah," Mac told the cameras. "Why? 'Cause you scared of me, Scared I'm a say something. You [expletive] right. Think I won't say something?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later, Mac got his chance. "The Bernie Mac Show" debuted on Fox in November 2001, drawing critical acclaim, numerous awards, including two Emmy nominations for Mac and, most important, high ratings. Its premiere episode drew 11.4 million viewers. The second episode, which immediately followed the first, drew 12.4 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next four years, Mac spoke to the American public--via a break in the fourth wall a la Dobie Gillis--with all the befuddlement of a 40-something taskmaster father lost in a sea of talk therapy and "timeouts." "Now, America," Mac would often begin before going into a rant about undisciplined children, cuddling parents or, one of his favorite topics, the differences between black and white people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in 2005, the show went off the air. Several reasons contributed to cancellation: The show's ratings had dropped, Mac was getting more lucrative offers from the movie studios. Before the 2000 concert film, Mac's biggest credit was a recurring role on "Moesha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mac's health was also a factor. In 2004, he halted production on the show while recovering from exhaustion. A year later, he disclosed that he suffered from sarcoidosis, a rare autoimmune disease that causes inflammation in tissue, most often in the lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of that, his star had risen a great deal. In addition to the highly popular "Oceans" films, he co-starred with Ashton Kutcher in a reverse remake of "Guess Who's Coming to Dinner" in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last spring, Mac said that he was hanging up his stand up career, and instead would focus more on movies. In 2007, he co-starred in "Ocean's Thirteen," "Pride" and had a role in the blockbuster "Transformers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scheduled for release is "Soul Men," with Samuel L. Jackson, which will be released this year, and "Old Dogs," with Robin Williams, which is due next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac is survived by his wife Rhonda McCullough, their daughter, Je'Niece, a son-in-law and a granddaughter, Jasmine. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;This source of information came from Chicago Tribune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up Saturday Morning and turned on my computer and the first thing I saw was,&lt;br /&gt;Bernie Mac dies at age 50, my heart dropped, I was heart-broken, my tears just fled from my eyes and my husband looked at me and he then looked at my computer and he comforted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernie Mac was my favorite comedian, Peace &amp;amp; Blessings goes out to his family &amp;amp; friends, Bernie, you will be missed, but never forgotten:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read in one of Chicago's newspaper and I believe it says" Heaven have just gotten a little funny"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make em laugh Bernie:)&lt;br /&gt;This one is for all you Bernie Mac Fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DgadRd3rNuY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DgadRd3rNuY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-1725094682304996730?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/1725094682304996730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=1725094682304996730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1725094682304996730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1725094682304996730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/08/r-i-p-bernie-mac.html' title='R I P Bernie Mac'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SJ8g39IQOnI/AAAAAAAAADs/L5QpmtkTGSo/s72-c/Bernie-Mac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-3822689747021549755</id><published>2008-08-02T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:58:17.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>Help Yo Girl Out!</title><content type='html'>Your Girl Brown Sistah is in the market for a J O B &amp;amp; For a New Apartment, yelp, my family and I are looking for a new apartment in the west suburban area of Chicago. The apartment are so high here, you might as well look for a house, but if you do that, you have more responsibility and right now, we can't afford nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in School, Looking for a job, looking for a place to stay and trying to be a "GOOD" Wifey and  mother to my children. What hard work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be very exhausting and a energy drainer, so that's what I'm up to.&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody help me find a JOB? (smile)&lt;br /&gt;And.....&lt;br /&gt;Can you look out for your Girl and help me find a nice place to stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not joking, I'm totally serious.&lt;br /&gt;Get back at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. My job experience is Receptionist, File Clerk, Processing Clerk, Retail, &amp;amp; Sales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm open to take anything and I'm serious:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-3822689747021549755?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/3822689747021549755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=3822689747021549755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3822689747021549755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3822689747021549755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/08/help-yo-girl-out.html' title='Help Yo Girl Out!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8332331264697698887</id><published>2008-07-29T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:13:53.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oprah'/><title type='text'>Success Tips from Oprah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Oprah Winfrey’s Success Factors: Tips From One Of The World’s Richest Women&lt;/h2&gt;       &lt;div class="postedLine"&gt;posted        &lt;a class="PostingLinks" href="http://www.microsoft.com/canada/smallbiz/forum/default.aspx?publishdate=2006_12"&gt;&lt;span class="postedDate"&gt;December 15, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        by &lt;a class="PostingLinks" href="http://www.microsoft.com/canada/smallbiz/forum/default.aspx?author=8"&gt;Evan Carmichael&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;“What I know for sure is that if you want to have success, you can’t make success your goal,” says Oprah Winfrey. “The key is not to worry about being successful, but to instead work toward being significant - and the success will naturally follow.” &lt;p&gt; What are Oprah’s secrets to success?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt;#1 Set High Goals&lt;/b&gt;           &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I always knew I’d be a millionaire by age thirty-two,” said Oprah in 1987. “In fact, I am going to be the richest black woman in America.” 19 years later, with a net worth of $1.4 billion, Oprah has become not only the richest black woman in America, but also one of the richest people in the world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This success has not come by chance. Oprah has made her fortune by setting clear and ambitious goals on both the professional and personal levels. “The big secret in life is that there is no big secret,” she says. “Whatever your goal, you can get there if you’re willing to work.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to Oprah, the biggest hurdle people need to overcome in order to be successful is their belief that there are limits to how much they can accomplish. Goals need to be set and set high; expectations need to be limitless; and ambition cannot be restrained. “If you believe you can only go so far, it is an obstacle.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;#2 Rise Above Your Obstacles&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Challenges are gifts that force us to search for a new center of gravity,” says Oprah. “Don't fight them. Just find a different way to stand.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oprah is a woman of extremes; she is extremely successful, extremely powerful and extremely passionate about what she does. But, her success has come at the end of a long road of other extremes: obstacles. From sexual molestation to drug abuse to racism, Oprah has endured an inordinate amount of both personal and professional challenges on her path to becoming one of the richest women in the world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt;#3 Find Your Passion&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; “Passion is energy,” says Oprah Winfrey. “Feel the power that comes from focusing on what excites you.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since she first discovered her passion for communication while preaching Bible passages at her grandmother’s church at the young age of 3, Oprah has dedicated herself to fulfilling her passion. Overcoming numerous obstacles, Oprah focused all her abilities and activities on achieving her dream. She now regularly spends time on The Oprah Winfrey Show encouraging her audience to discover their passions and live the life of their dreams. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“What I know is, is that if you do work that you love, and work that fulfills you, the rest will come,” she says. “And, I truly believe, that the reason I’ve been able to be so financially successful is because my focus has never, ever for one minute been money.” &lt;/p&gt;It’s worked. Today, Oprah’s Company, Harpo Studios, has 263 full-time employees, modest turnover (10% to 15% a year) and earns $275 million in revenues - Oprah believes she’s “just getting started.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this information from a this great website, check it out when you get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/canada/smallbiz/forum/default.aspx?author=8#37"&gt;http://www.microsoft.com/canada/smallbiz/forum/default.aspx?author=8#37&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8332331264697698887?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8332331264697698887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8332331264697698887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8332331264697698887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8332331264697698887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/07/success-tips-from-oprah.html' title='Success Tips from Oprah!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-2089235275124336006</id><published>2008-07-19T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:25:30.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost child'/><title type='text'>The Run Away Child!</title><content type='html'>My mother adopted child, the 12yr old run away finally decided to show up over to her biological mother house, around  11:30pm last night. I'm glad she was fine, but that little heffer, if she was my child, will be getting that but whooped for 2-3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not stating were she been or what she been doing and if her mom want to accept that, that's cool, but not me. I just don't understand these kids today, I just don't understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my mother is giving her up to her aunt, that lives in Rockford and the child had the nerve to say....She don't want to go, like she got a say soooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellooooooo, are you crazy child? I believe so, because you don't have a say so.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Charlie....&lt;br /&gt;And her biological mom calls my mother and asked if she's gonna get the little run away child hair done. Are you crazy 2? You do not reward a child for running away, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to answer your ?&lt;br /&gt;HELL 2 THA Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-2089235275124336006?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/2089235275124336006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=2089235275124336006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2089235275124336006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2089235275124336006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/07/run-away-child.html' title='The Run Away Child!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-2794733015421186365</id><published>2008-07-15T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:53:49.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Child'/><title type='text'>A Child Lost!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a Brown Sistah Story....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What Do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you done all you can for a helpless child....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother have a foster child, that she adopted more than 5yrs ago, she also adopted the little girl brother, actually she had the little boy since he was 2months and he is now 9yrs old, very hard head, smart mouth and so forth. Well, about 2-3yrs ago he started acting disorderly and some of my family members believe his behavior came about, when his sister came along, because she is a 12yr old that acts like a 20yr old, she have always, always, tried to act older than what she appear to be. She's 5"10 and 130lbs and a size 10 in shoes, some people mistaken here to be 16-18yrs old, she's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;professional lier, let me say it again, PROFESSIONAL LIER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; She have a very bad attitude, very loud &amp;amp; smart mouth, she's always, always in fights, some of the Teachers and Asst. Principle at her School, don't want her there and my mother moved alot and at every School she causes a problem, she loves, loves, to hang around a lot of boys &amp;amp; grown men, she loves the out doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm my mother's oldest daughter and I have a brother who is 3yrs younger then me, we never, never even gave my mother a problem, even my sister, my mother adopted my cousin daughter when she was 8months and she's now 19yrs old, we all never given my mother any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this little girl problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we whip that Azz? "Yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That still do not help, so my mother called DCFS, that's Department of Children Services in Chicago because she have a bad heart and she no longer wants the child, the case worker who answer the phone told my mom, that if she know of any one who would like to take her, she can give them guardianship over her for as long as she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lost child has a father that lives in Rockford, IL, but he's sick with Cancer and he has a sister that is willing to take her, she suppose to come and get her the beginning of August...What a Relief?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that lit child got into trouble yesterday again for smart talking my mother, she called my little cousin (her suppose to be best-friend) a BIT** she told my mother she can't wait to get the hell out her house and my mother whipped that AZZ and told her she couldn't go outside no more, she went to bed last night and woke up to go to summer school and she haven't been home yet, so we seem to think the lost child ran away and this is the second time she did this, my mother went to the School and the Asst.Principle said she left out the building early, her original time to leave School is 12:30pm and she left at 12:15pm  and the time now is 3:45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we heard from her? "No"&lt;br /&gt;We called the police about 1:30pm and they haven't arrived "YET"&lt;br /&gt;I guess we will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at School last night, so I wasn't here doing the azz whipping my mother given her, because if I was I was going to get that azz 2. I try, and I try, and I constantly  tries to help her, I tries to get deep into the matter of the problem with her, she even cussed me out once and I got that azz, but she is always acting out, I tell her I Love her, I tell her I'm here for her, I give her hugs &amp;amp; kisses, I take her places, I teach her wrong from right, until my energy is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I given up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in my family talks to the child and It don't help.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but I'm totally done, I'm DONE!&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I talk to her about life and what's going on in the streets, she don't listen.&lt;br /&gt;WE R Done!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's a wrap!&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;I'm pray for her...&lt;br /&gt;And peace be gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I/WE do?&lt;br /&gt;Talk 2 Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-2794733015421186365?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/2794733015421186365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=2794733015421186365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2794733015421186365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2794733015421186365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/07/child-lost.html' title='A Child Lost!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7324850519781190600</id><published>2008-07-10T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:12:37.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Save'/><title type='text'>$5.00 goes a long ways!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SHbpKqm5VHI/AAAAAAAAADM/653X1BWyvQw/s1600-h/0298-0610-1812-4227_photograph_abstract_close_up_portion_five_dollar_bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SHbpKqm5VHI/AAAAAAAAADM/653X1BWyvQw/s320/0298-0610-1812-4227_photograph_abstract_close_up_portion_five_dollar_bill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221617187428062322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to Release some Weight and I'm learning how to save money at the same time, I attend night School in Downtown Chicago and just about every night my friends (from school) and myself stop at Mc Donald's before going home. Well, tonight my friends, I build my courage up to keep walking and not buy me some goooooood piping hot French fries (because I have them cook mines fresh)........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I save myself &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;$5.00&lt;/span&gt; bucks and about 5lbs.....&lt;br /&gt;How about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you might say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;$5.00&lt;/span&gt; bucks, only &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;$5.00&lt;/span&gt; bucks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It adds up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7324850519781190600?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7324850519781190600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7324850519781190600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7324850519781190600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7324850519781190600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/07/500-goes-long-ways.html' title='$5.00 goes a long ways!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SHbpKqm5VHI/AAAAAAAAADM/653X1BWyvQw/s72-c/0298-0610-1812-4227_photograph_abstract_close_up_portion_five_dollar_bill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-3813444996941975252</id><published>2008-07-03T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T19:15:44.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><title type='text'>Mix Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SG1r0LlKS4I/AAAAAAAAADE/AOdVsMkLWcE/s1600-h/th_emotions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SG1r0LlKS4I/AAAAAAAAADE/AOdVsMkLWcE/s320/th_emotions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218946087398296450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;A Brown Sister Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm so emotional drained, can I say that, is there a such thing, oh well,  I have so many emotions going through me today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;# 1.&lt;/span&gt;  I got up early to go grocery shopping with my mom that was an emotional drain...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Crazy Face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;# 2. &lt;/span&gt;I went to do laundry and I had 6 bags, yes SIX bags, I went alone so I can clear my thoughts and try to relive some stress. What I found out about myself is that I can really get a clear head while I'm cleaning or doing laundry, now ain't that something...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(another Crazy  Face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;# 3.&lt;/span&gt; I Need a Job...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sad Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#4.&lt;/span&gt; My Husband Needs a Job:(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Double Sad Face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#5. &lt;/span&gt;My family and I need a Place to live by the end of this Month&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:(Depressed Face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#6.&lt;/span&gt; With no job and no money, how can we get a apartment&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:(All Faces mixed in one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;* we live with my mother for now and she's ready for her own place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#7.&lt;/span&gt; I hate I moved back to Chicago from Dallas&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:(Angry Face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#8.&lt;/span&gt; Have no clue what to do&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:(Sad Face) &lt;/span&gt;but, I prayed to the Lord and I know he/she will deliver us from this disaster:) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Faces!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day I didn't have not a dime, because things have been changeling for my family &amp;amp; I since we came back home here from Texas, that was the biggest mistake ever, I got  a little home sick, I thought I was missing something here and look what I ran into, not nothing.&lt;br /&gt; I thought I missed my family, but honesty we barely even see each other, my girlfriends have their own situation going on and we really don't see each other either, so what the Fvck was I missing, not sh**. I'm sooooo upset with myself now, jobs are so hard to find for myself and my hubby, so I decided to go back to School, I started June 23rd and this week I'm already on summer break, but that's cool because I really needed the time to look for employment. Any way back to I didn't have a dime, I was literately B R O K E, you see I haven't went to the laundry mac for a while, I didn't know how I was getting to School next week and I was thinking about quitting, but I said to myself, don't do that, stick to it and no matter what keep going, well my hubby and I didn't have money to go even look for a job, I try to keep a positive attitude because I believe what ever you think about, you bring about, so I don't want to create any negative thoughts, I'm keeping them positive, although my hubby think them sometimes before I have to stop him in his tracks..lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on Monday I had an Interview with a Call Center Company and It was such a beautiful day outside, I looked up at the sky and I start talking to God, I said it's such a beautiful day out today Lord, I Thank You so much for this day, I feel good today God, I will receive some good news today God, I Thank You for my good days and my bad days because each day is a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;And I felt good, honestly I did. Like I stated I'm trying to keep a positive head and no matter what the day brings me, I'm keep a level head, because I love the Lord and I know he/she loves me and no matter what, this situation my family &amp;amp; I are in, we going to make it throw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I got home, about an hour or 2 later, my Grandmother called me and said, you got a check over here, I said what, she said you got a check here, I said open it and see how much it is, so I hear her opening up the mail, she said it's for $00.00 (I won't say the real amount) I said for $00.00 she said no, for $0000.00 I said O' My God....lol and you can image what happen after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly a GOOD DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-3813444996941975252?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/3813444996941975252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=3813444996941975252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3813444996941975252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/3813444996941975252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/07/mix-emotions.html' title='Mix Emotions'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SG1r0LlKS4I/AAAAAAAAADE/AOdVsMkLWcE/s72-c/th_emotions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-2650657609112824518</id><published>2008-06-28T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:02:47.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment'/><title type='text'>Who Wants Some Clean House? Me!</title><content type='html'>My family and I are about to move into our own apartment pretty soon and I'm very excited about that, because right now were living with my mother and we have been since we relocated back here from Dallas, and that was in October 2007. I always wanted our own, but my husband kept stating, your mom is going to need us here with her, and the reason he says that is because my mother have 2 foster children, she adopted, their brothers and sisters, very hard headed and the girl is 12yrs old, but think she's 18yrs (yelp one of those) lmao, the place were living in is, well were very over crowned and I need my own space, my privacy, my own everything, you get what I'm saying? it took for a situation to happen here, to make my husband change his mine about living with my mother. I was going to leave him right here with her, because Brown Sistah was moving. Yelp, yes I was and watch how fast his azz would have came along...lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent just about the entire day cleaning my bedroom up, I was only suppose to packing somethings, but I did a real good cleaning job and I'm proud of myself, it's like Ms. Niecy and her crew came all up in here and cleaned some sh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm excited, we are moving into our own, we plan to stay at our new apartment for about 2-3yrs to save for a home, your girl got plans. yeaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Brown Sistah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-2650657609112824518?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/2650657609112824518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=2650657609112824518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2650657609112824518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/2650657609112824518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-wants-some-clean-house-me.html' title='Who Wants Some Clean House? Me!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7199550518541778130</id><published>2008-06-21T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:12:47.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cash'/><title type='text'>Rebate Checks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SF3G0dHZ2sI/AAAAAAAAACk/7nmI-Pv0_lA/s1600-h/Story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SF3G0dHZ2sI/AAAAAAAAACk/7nmI-Pv0_lA/s320/Story.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214542548036082370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a Brown Sistah Story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up? I don't get a Check Mr President...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I might not be receiving a rebate check, because I haven't worked much in 2007. Talk about a pissed off sistah, shiiiiiiiit I was ready 2 fight. *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I was under the 3,000 limit)  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So that's why Brown Sistah is not receiving a rebate check, but I'm cool:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sistah was waiting on that check.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my husband will be receiving one, so that would make it ours:) Your money is my money to brotha...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He or should I say we, received the statement in the mail last Friday, but we still haven't seen no $, Where Is our money? Mr. President or Mr. IRS, Where is our Money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the people of United States of America, who are temporary out of cash and we are searching for OUR rebate check, because really, it's already spent....lol... but we still would like to feel it in our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you our children are waiting 2? Keep waiting boys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So send us our Da** money and stop playing....lol....How the young people say it? We thirsty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told by the neighborhood committee that the IRS were sending people double checks, so they taking their time with sending the checks out, I truly don't know honestly, if that's true or not because like I said it came from the "neighborhood committee" and they can be making up sh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Let me calm my poor little nerves and be a little more patients because after all, this sh**is out of my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the only thing we can do is wait for it, so I'm done talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7199550518541778130?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7199550518541778130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7199550518541778130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7199550518541778130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7199550518541778130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/06/rebate-checks.html' title='Rebate Checks!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SF3G0dHZ2sI/AAAAAAAAACk/7nmI-Pv0_lA/s72-c/Story.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-1909019007352508648</id><published>2008-06-15T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:05:26.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Performer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artist'/><title type='text'>R. Kelly is FREE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SFVcvR2QUKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nelC3ubogos/s1600-h/kelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 318px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SFVcvR2QUKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nelC3ubogos/s320/kelly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212174111065788578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R. Kelly is F R E E !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;This is A Brown Sistah Story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Robert Sylvester Kelly better known as R. Kelly was found not guilty on all 14 charges Friday,&lt;br /&gt;R. Kelly is now a free man, I'm so happy and yes I am a true fan, in my humble opinion I believe he was innocent and the court seems to agree with me also. So for all of you who don't agree with me, Well, the Hell with you!  R. Kelly, I Love You Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chicago Sun-Times states that Friday afternoon, R. Kelly broke down in tears as a Cook County jury let him walk. While in court R. Kelly whispers " Thank You Jesus" repeatedly  because he knows that it was Jesus who delivered him from this Fvck-up situation. LOL... I'll say it with you Kel's "Thank You Jesus" Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If R. Kelly was found guilty he could have faced up to 15yrs in prison, I'm soooo glad, I'm sooooooo excited that my favorite R&amp;amp;B singer was found not guilty, because I was thinking to myself, I said self...lol... Who in the hell else is going to supply us with hits after- hits after- hits? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bobby Brown &lt;/span&gt;(I don't think so)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;.... and don't get me started with the remixes, come on yall, Who keeps giving us outstanding remixes, no other then my boy R. Kelly, you can hate all you want but you guys know it's true. Tell the truth and shame the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Devil....&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there are other R&amp;amp;B singers that I do adore also, but Robert S. Kelly, is my man.(you can't mess with him) So you da** right Mr. Kelly, keep thanking Jesus because I personally can't stand to listen to no one else but you baby:)...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of yall might be thinking to yourself, da** who was that on the tape then, if that was not&lt;br /&gt;R. Kelly, then Who the hell was it? That's my question. If somebody find out please hit me up and let me know and wait a minute, what about the girl, Who the hell was the little girl? (now grow) Who was she? Are they gonna look for the freak that was on the tape? probably not, being that he was a black man that was on the tape having sex with an under age little black girl, they don't care now, it's a wrap! I'm willing to bet this case is OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder about the girl on the tape, haven't she heard the uproar that was going on about her, Sistah, I know you watch TV or better yet listen to the radio, Sh** you saw the tape, Sh** you on the tape. I wonder How she feels, How do you feel sistah? Why haven't she stepped up? or Have she? Is she ashame? What? I want to know:) Was that really her, pretending it wasn't? Do anybody have any answers for me?&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. Kelly I Love you brother, I'm a big fan, keep making hit records, keep thanking God, there are people out there that will continue to say that, that was you on the tape and that you got off because you have money, but as long as you know and God know, Fvck what they say. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP YOUR HEAD UP and WATCH YOUR BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-1909019007352508648?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/1909019007352508648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=1909019007352508648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1909019007352508648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/1909019007352508648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/06/r-kelly-is-free.html' title='R. Kelly is FREE!!!!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SFVcvR2QUKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nelC3ubogos/s72-c/kelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-805429302492949024</id><published>2008-06-12T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:18:25.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>It's Time 2 Go Shoe Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SFHfRNri7sI/AAAAAAAAABk/TmThVSBZ5Es/s1600-h/44905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SFHfRNri7sI/AAAAAAAAABk/TmThVSBZ5Es/s320/44905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211191730667450050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;This is A Brown Sistah Story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SFHfCQVZCuI/AAAAAAAAABc/JrYe9K5-D0U/s1600-h/44479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SFHfCQVZCuI/AAAAAAAAABc/JrYe9K5-D0U/s320/44479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211191473681795810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Well, Well, It's been a long time coming. I haven't been shoe shopping for myself  in awhile, so I decided to go online and try to find some shoes that I would like and at a reasonable price, take a look at what I found....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I picked these 2 I think there very nice for the summer I would say, what I have to find now is a couple of outfits to rock with them...LOL. Well, off to more shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you like them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and in case you like to purchase them for yourself here is the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shoemania.com/"&gt;www.shoemania.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-805429302492949024?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/805429302492949024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=805429302492949024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/805429302492949024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/805429302492949024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-time-2-go-shoe-shopping.html' title='It&apos;s Time 2 Go Shoe Shopping!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SFHfRNri7sI/AAAAAAAAABk/TmThVSBZ5Es/s72-c/44905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-7558320933416474582</id><published>2008-06-09T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:04:22.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Family Feud</title><content type='html'>Guess what happen? There have been some  family mess going on in my neck of the woods, I mean in my family...LOL...My brother and my cousin husband got into a heated argument, which almost lead into a fist fight. Now, my cousin husband &amp;amp; my brother were friends, I would say somewhat close, yeah somewhat close as we thought, until the other day....LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is what happen, there were 2 boys playing together outside, both are related, one is my little brother age 9 and of course one is my cousin &amp;amp; her husband child who is 7 and they both are bad azz hell, they both tell lies alot and that's the reason my 6yr old don't play with them much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(he's one of those kids that don't like playing with children with bad behaviors, but my 3yr old will, How funny is that?)&lt;/span&gt;LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the 2 little cousins have gotten into a fight or some kind of argument, like little kids do at some point in life, well my cousin son went crying to his dad who was just across the street from the park &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(telling another lie)&lt;/span&gt; stating that my lil brother was fighting him, ok neither one of them are innocent, not one of them, you here me...LOL...my cousin son, let's just call him LiL Sean and call his dad Big Sean. They both walked across the street to approach my lil brother, let's call him Eric, so Big Sean gets heated every time he thinks someone is doing his bad azz child wrong and from what I see all the time lil Sean is constantly in trouble, he got kicked out of school and both parents goes to the school and cuss the teachers out and they know their child is bad, sh** I'm like wtf!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both approach my lil bad azz brother and Big Sean starts to yell at my lil bad azz brother, wtf!! Right? That's what we said, once we saw my lil bad azz brother run in the house crying...lol&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short, my mother asked my lil bad azz brother, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(who is not an Angel)&lt;/span&gt; because he got suspended from school on more than 1 occasion, along with other bad azz sh** he do. She asked him what happen and my lil brother starts to explain, so my mother listen and gave him a talk and forgot about the whole situation. Me, I was thinking (hell now) that could not have been my child because I would have approached Big Sean azz, but I wouldn't had to approach Big Sean azz, I have a big "6'2 and 220lb muscle bound husband who would have done that for our child...LOL...but being the peaceful person that I am, It will be nice for me to address the issue with Big Sean because it wasn't gonna be nice with my hubby kickin that azz...lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to fight and the situation can be taken care of by communication, I would have simply approach Big Sean like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Um, excuse me Big Sean, but what just happen here? (in a peaceful manner)smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Sean:&lt;/span&gt; Well, lil Sean says that Eric (my brother) keep picking on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Ok and what was your approach to my lil bad azz brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Sean:&lt;/span&gt; Well, Brown Sistah, I yell at him and told him to leave my son alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; So, you only listen to your son side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Sean:&lt;/span&gt; Well, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; So you honestly think that your child had no part in their little situation and that it was all my lil bad azz brother fought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Sean:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, well no. (looking stupid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Which one is it? "Yes or No" circle one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Sean:&lt;/span&gt; (really looking stupid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Ok, well listen, please don't yell at my lil bad azz brother no more, because you don't want no one to even disciple your lil bad azz son and you was suppose to get them together as a Adult and try to reason with them both in stead of taking just your son side of the story only, there are 2-sides to each story and we both know they're both little lying, bad azz kids, so please next time handle this situation differently or else I'm gonna have to myself and I'm kick both their azz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How you like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the real story, My brother that is close to my age, heard that Big Sean, told lil Sean that next time Eric(my lil brother) hit him, he told his son to pick up a bat, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Yes a BAT)&lt;/span&gt; and hit him up side the head with it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was like WTF!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my brother got mad and he said that he was going to approach Big Sean about that sh** he told his son, lil Sean. We felt that what he told his son was not appropriate and we didn't appreciate it, here we are family and you being a grown azz man that you are, you go and tell your son some crazy stuff like that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't even nice to do to a stranger and that's why people (our people) can't get along together today because of some bullsh** like that, What ever happen to let's talk it out? What happen to family? or just What Happen period?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as soon as my brother seen Big Sean, he approached him like a man and tried to get some understanding about the situation, but being the Ignorant person Big Sean is he tried to pick a fight with my brother because his bigger friends were around and even at some point tried to jump on my brother, all over some bad azz kids. Luckily, my brother friends came around to try to get this what was "about" to be whop azz fight under control or somebody would have gotten hurt over some da** bad azz kids sh**. And which the lil bad azz tag team probably have forgotten about they little fight from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I have to say to you grown AZZ men, stay the hell out of a kids fight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-7558320933416474582?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/7558320933416474582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=7558320933416474582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7558320933416474582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/7558320933416474582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/06/family-feud.html' title='Family Feud'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-5355980445042561135</id><published>2008-06-01T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:03:05.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Prayer&quot;'/><title type='text'>Do you need a Prayer?</title><content type='html'>Greetings To You, what a busy day for me today, I must have been in a great mood  because I finally cleaned my bedroom....yeah! :) and it looks sooooo much better, I had my husband &amp;amp; I winter clothes all over the place and clean laundry that I've washed 2-weeks ago still in bags, I have been one lazzzzy ass sistah and also I  have been working, my entire family have been sick, including myself, I been working on my business I'm trying to start, I'm still attending to my children needs ( very exhausting) and I took my 3yr old to the Doctor on Friday (05-30-08) because everyone in my family has gotten well, but my little one was still running a fever and he also been having peeling skin (the entire body) I was like, what the F*** my lil-man is looking jacked-up&lt;br /&gt;:) anyway we sitting in our family Doctors office and she checks out my lil-man and she asks me some questions regarding him...How long he's been with a fever? How long have his skin been peeling? so I answer of course, so she tells me that she believe my lil-man may have this disease called kawauski, or some shit, that's how F*** up I was, I don't even believe I spelled it right....LOL that's how F*** up I was :) So Ms Doctor tells me to take my lil-man to the hospital right away because he needs to be treated, she have written a letter for me to give to the emergency room Doctor regarding her opinion of my son sickness, so my husband &amp;amp; I took the letter and off we go to the emergency room, well people there have been at least 5-6 different Doctors at different times have been inside my room asking me 20-30 question regarding my lil-man, now I didn't mine the damn questions, but can you DOCTORS all come in at the same damn time to ask me questions and ( take notes) so that I don't have to repeat myself 5-6 different times...that's all I'm saying :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my lil-man &amp;amp; I had to spend the night at the hospital, because "Yes" they confirm my lil-man had kawauski something disease...:( after all the tests and blood work have been done on my lil-man, a Disease Specialist came into our room the next morning and gave me some good news, he stated that my lil-man don't have kawauski something disease :) I was relieve because this disease can damage the heart and can form a blood clot in the heart or brain. How can you spell R-E-L-I-E-F? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my lil-man had Scarlett-Fever with a bad stripped throat infection, he have been given liquid antibiotic in his IV and Tylenol  and we were able to go home because my lil-man is a champ and he is feeling terrific....:) Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Glory goes to God I Thank him/her soooo much!&lt;br /&gt;Although, I don't attend Church, but I am a spiritual person and I will always Thank God for my good and bad times. So while I was in the most comfortable place in my home ( my bathroom) I keep a prayer book in there, it is written by Iyanla Vanzant and it's called "Every Day I Pray"&lt;br /&gt;if you don't have this book I suggest you go out and  purchase it or better yet go online @  &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/brownsblogsp-20"&gt;http://astore.amazon.com/brownsblogsp-20   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to order this prayer book. I Believe you would love it, but in the mean time I have a prayer here that I love and I'm sure once you read it, you will love it as well.  Are you ready? It's called&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Perfect Prayer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              I Love you today, God&lt;br /&gt;                            I Love you for all you are in me, all you are through me,&lt;br /&gt;                            all you do as me.&lt;br /&gt;                            I Love the realization that your grace is my strength.&lt;br /&gt;                            I Love the understanding that your truth is my power.&lt;br /&gt;                            I Love the knowledge that your wisdom is my guidance.&lt;br /&gt;                            I Love the truth that you are my source and supply.&lt;br /&gt;                            I Love the peace your presence brings.&lt;br /&gt;                            I Love the answers your truth brings.&lt;br /&gt;                            I Love the joy your love brings.&lt;br /&gt;                            As I become aware and embrace all that you are as the essence&lt;br /&gt;                            of me, I realize that I Love you today, God, and I thank you for&lt;br /&gt;                            loving me back.&lt;br /&gt;                            And So It Is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the Church say Amen!&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;A Pretty Brown Sistah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-5355980445042561135?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/5355980445042561135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=5355980445042561135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5355980445042561135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/5355980445042561135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/06/do-you-need-prayer.html' title='Do you need a Prayer?'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-8348473288966103412</id><published>2008-05-26T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:23:38.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Weather Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SDtxY7P2qXI/AAAAAAAAABE/TOdOcF4PISE/s1600-h/22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SDtxY7P2qXI/AAAAAAAAABE/TOdOcF4PISE/s320/22.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204878467391727986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,  Today we almost reached 80 degree weather here in Chi-Town, the summer time is almost near and I was starting to feel a little sad thinking we were gonna have only 2 season this year ( Fall or Winter) My family and I have been sick with colds, allergies, and even sinus affections, Thank God we all over came them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell when it start getting hot in Chicago, because you will see a bunch of half dress women out on the prawl, looking for their next guy with the nice car, flashy money, or the bling-bling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will see the guys, probably with no job, with a $30,000-$40,000 car, loaded with TV's, DVD Players, and I won't be surprise if I see a play station 3 inside, rims sitting on 22's or 28's or what ever they call it (I'm very clueless) about that sh** and last but not least they will be bobbing their head to rap music driving as fast as they can, up &amp;amp; down the same streets all day long. Of course the drug dealers and the drug users standing in front of YOUR HOME. That is what a  typical day is like in some Chicago areas. This is what the youngsters call havvvvving fuuuuuun! Now, you can go outside this kind of neighborhood to see the beautiful side of Chicago and I'm sure in every city there is a community like mines, I love Chicago, why wouldn't I, this is the city in which I'm from, I have experience living in Desoto, Texas (2x's) and sometimes I hate leaving...I got home sick!!!LOL Once I got back here to Chicago, I found out that I wasn't missing sh**! What a BIG, BIG, mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing all of this in my hood, informs me that summer time is on it's way  to Chicago and it also informs me that although I live in this community for now (because I will be moving soon) I don't have to hang out here, I have 1 teenage son and 2 younger sons with a great husband and we have plans on introducing our children to a different environment. Allowing them to see another side of our beautiful city. Our Plans will consist of......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.chicagobluesfestival.org"&gt;www.chicagobluesfestival.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.chicagobluesfestival.org/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chicagofests.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;www.chicagofests.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Zoo&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bowling.&lt;br /&gt;5. Chicago Air &amp;amp; Water show.&lt;br /&gt;6. Dinner &amp;amp; Movies.&lt;br /&gt;7. Chicago Navy Pier.&lt;br /&gt;8.Chicago Game Rooms.&lt;br /&gt;9.Taste of Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;10. Chicago Black Expo.&lt;br /&gt;11.Millennium Park.&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;a href="http://www.the-skydeck.com/"&gt;www.the-skydeck.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weekend trip....&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://www.girlygirltravel.joystar.com/"&gt;www.girlygirltravel.joystar.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A African American Museum&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.dusablemuseum.org"&gt;www.dusablemuseum.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;Plenty, Plenty, More!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, My husband &amp;amp; I were born here, we still have never seen all of  what Chicago has to offer, but this year we plan to spend half the summer trying, along with our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Next Time,&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love!&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-8348473288966103412?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/8348473288966103412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=8348473288966103412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8348473288966103412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/8348473288966103412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/05/nice-weather-today.html' title='Nice Weather Today!'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SDtxY7P2qXI/AAAAAAAAABE/TOdOcF4PISE/s72-c/22.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-9014010072596977669</id><published>2008-05-23T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:56:42.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natural Remedy for Cold'/><title type='text'>I'm Feeling Better</title><content type='html'>Ok, I must say the Garlic did work some, along with the lemon halls and herbal tea, I still have a cough, but I really feel so much better. I will continue to eat Garlic on a daily bases because I do believe it works and it is a natural antibiotic. For those out there that may be coming down with a cold or a sign of sore throat, go out there and get you some G A R L I C!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-9014010072596977669?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/9014010072596977669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=9014010072596977669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/9014010072596977669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/9014010072596977669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-feeling-better.html' title='I&apos;m Feeling Better'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4330586905374381635.post-73078387846363989</id><published>2008-05-20T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:34:36.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel like sh**</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SDOKI8CLhSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6pGbTmyAafk/s1600-h/garlic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SDOKI8CLhSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6pGbTmyAafk/s320/garlic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202653880701912354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bad last night feeling really bad, I have a cold yall, I have eaten a clove of G A R L I C, yes Garlic the day before I felt the cold coming, I started out with a slight sore throat, and thats when I decided to start taking the GARLIC, so far it's not helping. I found this website about what garlic is good for and this is what it said.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The Garlic Connection&lt;/h2&gt;This is where garlic could come in. Garlic is a broad spectrum &lt;a href="http://www.garlic-central.com/antibiotic.html"&gt;antibiotic&lt;/a&gt; with powerful &lt;i&gt;antibacterial&lt;/i&gt; properties.&lt;p&gt;In general antibiotics are &lt;strong&gt;ineffective&lt;/strong&gt; against viral infections of the sort that cause most colds and flu. Fortunately garlic isn't "just" an antibiotic. As well as the powerful antibacterial &lt;a href="http://www.garlic-central.com/allicin.html"&gt;allicin&lt;/a&gt;, garlic produces a number of other potentially beneficial compounds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It seems that garlic can have positive effects for the immune system as a whole. In this way it might indirectly help the body to fight off illnesses for which modern antibiotics would be inappropriate. Many herbal supplements on the market contain garlic, often along with other traditional herbs such as &lt;i&gt;echinacea&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Garlic is sometimes said to help treat the symptoms of colds and flu, however it is best seen as a preventative. The use of garlic against colds and flu seems to be most effective when taken &lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt; the infection is caught, or immediately the symptoms begin to show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scientific research &lt;a href="http://www.garlic-central.com/cold-flu.html#bbc"&gt;&lt;small&gt;(1)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has shown that people taking garlic can suffer less from colds than a control group. There is also plentiful anecdotal evidence that taking large amounts of garlic at the onset of a cold can reduce the time taken to recover. As always, discuss any treatment with your doctor - garlic can interfere with the working of certain medical drugs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I'mma continue eating it, to give it a chance to really work, because I truly believe in doing things the NATURAL way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since this is only day 2 of me eating GARLIC, I will keep you posted on my results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While eating the GARLIC, I will also drink herbal tea, drop a couple of Lemon Halls down my throat, drink plenty of distilled water and of course get plenty of rest. Um, I forgot I have children, scratch out the rest part....LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until Next Time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brown Sistah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4330586905374381635-73078387846363989?l=brownsistah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/feeds/73078387846363989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4330586905374381635&amp;postID=73078387846363989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/73078387846363989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4330586905374381635/posts/default/73078387846363989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownsistah.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-feel-like-sh.html' title='I Feel like sh**'/><author><name>Delonda Burns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538813238912053562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_U_UF1FbwWA/TY9mfVdCS6I/AAAAAAAAARI/y7jJdAvmX1A/s220/Delonda%2BBurns.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0g7oPgutTHQ/SDOKI8CLhSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6pGbTmyAafk/s72-c/garlic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
