I believe in having music as the soundtrack for my life.
There are many times in my life that I can listen to music and remember times, and dates, and seasons.
‘Simply living in Newport News, Virginia- listening to Ushers 8701 or driving to Eastridge Senior High while listening to Bobby Valentino’s ‘Slow Down’ and heading to my Sophomore college writing class listening to John Legend’s ‘Take Me Away’ on the crowded Brooklyn 3 trains.
These are all moments in time referenced by great music.
Most recently, I’ve reunited with new music.
In the moments where I’ve been overwhelmed, I found myself straying away from music.
No longer listening.
No longer writing.
The only songs I cared for were the OLD school…
Miss Anita Baker.
It hasnt been until now that I’ve taken an interest in new music.
I’m pretty excited to share what I’ve found.
Jamie Foxx-Fly Love has been on constant replay in my iPhone.
This song comes from the Motion Picture: Rio.
My sister added this to my iTunes… Just browsing through, I played it and fell in love.
PJ Morton– Musician, Grammy award winning writer, and son of well known Pastor, Bishop Paul Morton shows off his vivid writing skills in ‘The One’.
This stand-in keyboardist for Maroon 5 is more than a soulful voice but most definitely got my vote!
I discovered this dope MC from my homie LeSher’s facebook post. Other than knowing of her NY-Philly background, I’m not all too certain of the story behind Ra-The MC. But, I must say, after seeing this… ‘Dreams’. I’m intrigued.
Philly based writer Darrell Jamal otherwise known as Rell JR hits the scene with great music. It kind of reminds me of the only true rap I can handle… Tribe Called Quest and Kendrick Lamar. If you check out his soundcloud (here), my FIRST recommendations are ‘North Philadelphia’‘Seeing You’ and ‘Life Is A Blessing‘
My boss gave me my FIRST weekend off since the turn of my promotion and I am EXTREMELY excited.
As a some-what new Mom, I’m STILL not so certain what Mom’s do for fun anymore. While on mental replay, I was reminded of an AMAZINFUL Bowl Night for my cousin Erika’s ( ALSO a new mom) Twenty-Something birthday hang time at FRAMES NYC!
Here a few pics of my familia on our Bowling Excursion
Christmas has come and gone, the New Year has arrived, and there is much to be updated.
In the coming days, I will be dishing out photo’s on the happenings of my life. Between my chipmunk ZAC growing up before my eyes (and quite frankly, without my permission), my new fashion preferences, and cool things to do with the weather at hand.
Many jokes have been made the past few days regarding Hurricane Sandy. Some folks have even gone as far as stepping out their homes, taking photo’s on instagram with quotes saying “Sandy ain’t got nothing on me”, meanwhile electrical wires are snapping from their connectors, trees uprooting, and fires starting within a moments notice. No, this is not to draw unnecessary fear and let the news overtake your homes but, BY GEORGE, use wisdom. Don’t be like my uncle (who will remain unnamed) who couldn’t get through to his job and wasn’t sure if it would be open since “it doesn’t look so bad”, leave the house at 6am, wait 2hrs for a bus, until a police officer tells him to get back in the house.
Hey guys, their are 60mph winds out there. Use wisdom.
In the MEANTIME, I’ve been on Instagram and playing Scramble with Friends as a source of entertainment living off the hash tag #HurricaneWhoever.
Zac and I have been pretty busy lately. Between my new job at The Gap, early mornings and late nights, apartment hunting, we haven’t had much time to update MomMe. Although we have been absent, there are much photographs to document the happenings!
This Sunday in particular, we took on the journey of traveling to Freeport, Long Island for church. Of course, I took an extra hour to get ready, missed the scheduled train, hopped in a cab, to wind up 30 minutes early for the next bus. All was well. It gave us extra time to take photographs of Zac in his super cute bow tie! Believe it or not, I found it in H&M’s Mens department while shopping with my good friend Fred “The Writer” Green