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The Preacher Wears Fronts: Part 3

I fold my clothes neatly and leave them at the end of the bed. I steadfastly ignore the handbag and the hatbox.  I grab my small black purse and my car keys and wobble downstairs.  "Lawd  god, my delusional mother screeches.  You look beautiful. My mother obviously thinks the sickly smile on my face is one of happiness and that makes her all the happier.  Let's go M, she says while tugging on her fake chinchilla resting on top of her 'normal' looking dress. We don't want to be late.

The Preacher Wears Fronts: Part 2

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing mum?"  For the record, I have on a beautiful cashmere white sweater which has tiny little pearl seeds sewn around the neckline.  It is large enough to hide my large breasts and fat tummy.  The pants are black, a great color on me, and made from a flowing wrinkle free material.  The waist is elastic; always a plus so as not to pinch my belly.  My shoes are black pointed booties.

"Yu can't wear that to church M'ah yu look like a bum". I'm getting aggravated now.


"Mum I do not look like a bum in fact, I feel very comfortable".


The Preacher Wears Fronts : Part 1

         

At present I won't tell you how much I weigh.  Let's just say I can't fit into anything at Saks anymore unless it's in the Men's Section.  I'm standing in the middle of my mother's bedroom watching her get ready for the New Years Eve Service at Church.  The purple monstrosity lying in plastic at the foot of her bed catches my eye briefly.  I start looking, well, not exactly looking, but hoping, that "thing" had nothing to do with me. 

" Mum when I said I would come to church with you I didn't mean on New Years.  I have plans with Sophie and Rene." I say this very slowly for she pretends to go daft when she's being told something she does not want to hear.


New Years Resolution


Goodbye 2006, Welcome 2007. Another year and another list of resolutions I plan to keep but never do. It seems like at the end of every year I always have a "Resolutions List" burning party. For all intents and purposes, all good of course, I want to stick to my resolutions this year. Who doesn't? So this year I wrote my resolutions list in cyber stone and plastered it on my web page. It's an added incentive to keep my promises to myself. If everyone in cyberspace can see and read about my progress, it will keep me on track. I hope??

M'ah in the City !

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Hi my name is M'ah (pronounced Emma) King, I'm over 18 and I live in New York City. I'm here on Nuzizo to meet new people, find friends and possibly meet Mr.Right. Ok well maybe not Mr. Right but I'd settle for a little fun. My life is an open book literally because unbeknownst to me my mother sold the rights to my diary to a company called soulsingles and now every week a different chapter is published. Can you imagine that? Having your inner most secrets and thoughts on display for millions of people to read. Well it sucks, like the first time I wore a girdle to the time I got chased by a pack of wild dogs, or worse the time I tongue kissed a treadmill. The tides have turned I figured if she can post them there then I can do it here, beat her to the punch. It gets worse, I have a neighbor named Mrs. Pratt. Not only is she the nosiest human being on the planet, but she's as old as sand and always smells like cat pee. She of course is a frequent flier at the King house, when she's not hitting on my father Paul she's picking up my surrogate brother, her equally old and senile cat named Speedy. Mum has taken a liking to Speedy and sometimes they wear matching clothing. Yes you can imagine the fright of having to see an overweight cat being pushed, poked and stuffed into a too small turtle neck sweater. As much as dad tries to stop her from doing it mum still insist that Speedy doesn't mind. Well Mrs. Pratt does and she has threatened numerous times to call the ASPCA on mum. I guess she has visions of the people from animal cops TV busting in and taking Mum down. Go figure! If that was not enough for me to deal with I have Moses Whipple, he's suppose to be a pastor but in reality he is a god honest, pimp. He's been featured on HBO specials, Ho's On the Point, Drop It like It's Hot and Where Ma Money At, Bitch? In his spare time he's mum realtor. You have to be my friend, who's going to save me from the nuts I live with? Nuff respect, M'ah.

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February 10, 2007 by princesstamtam
from Al-Arabia

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