Religion, Politics and Other Touchy Subjects

In an effort to not think about:

#1 The fact that the Amazon is out with Aunt Moses learning to drive a straight shift and

#2 When I called Bossman to find out if I need to work Monday or not, he said, "Yeah, come on in Monday, then I can let you know what's going to happen,"

I've decided to focus on the award I received from MJ at Note to Self:



"The honorees are to: A) first list 10 honest things about yourself - and make it interesting, even if you have to dig deep! B) pass the award on to 7 bloggers that you feel embody the spirit of the Honest Scrap."

So here goes:

1. I spend alot of time convincing people that I'm not all about this small town living, but late at night when no one's looking, sometimes I watch the RFD channel. Dude... the original Hee-Haw comes on Sunday nights!

2. People around the holler like to whisper that I'm a lesbian because I speak out about gay rights and I've only had one date in the last ten years. Just for the record.. I'm not. I'm totally all about me some winky action. As a matter of fact, I think that will be my one New Year's goal. Winky action... gettin' some. You heard it here first.

3. I love watching the World Music videos on Link TV.

4. I also like to practice belly dance moves when no one's looking. One of my aunts danced professionally and taught me a few when I was little.

5. On my bedroom bookshelf, there are angels, a Buddha, a wooden box with Romani symbols, a Wiccan star and a cross. There is also a Bible, a copy of the Nag Hammadi and a book detailing the modern lives of Gypsies in the Czeck republic. I've read them all cover to cover. There are more too, but I can't tell you all my secrets. Draw your own conclusions.

6. I can simply imagine myself returning to the beach, sticking my toes in the sand feeling the ebb and flow of the waves tugging at my soul to bring myself to tears. I miss it that much.

7. I grew up in a culturally diverse neighborhood and spent my impressionable, high school years at a mostly black high school (Booker T. Washington High, thankyouverymuch.) For most of my childhood, Ma worked at a small Roses store in downtown Norfolk, where the most of the staff and customers were black. As a result, most of the funerals, weddings and holiday gatherings I attended outside of the family were in the homes and congregations of black people. When you consider that my entire family moved to Norfolk from Frog Pond Holler, bringing their thick, hillbilly accents with them, you'll realize why, when I get all wound up about something or worse, get in a verbal altercation, I revert to an accent that has often been referred to as "ghetto hillbilly."

It's not unlike that of "Joy" on "My Name is Earl."

And yes, I prefer to use the term black, not African American. In the neighborhood where I grew up, if someone referred to any of the sweet little old ladies that lined our street as "African American" they would be quick to point out that they were not born in Africa, they were not "African American," they were AMERICAN. You don't call "white" people "European American" do you?

8. I can't make scratch biscuits or gravy to save my effin' life. The dog won't even touch them. Thank heavens for frozen biscuits and those little packets of instant gravy.

9. Mahala Davis is a pen name. My real name is ridiculously country, having been named after my two grandmothers. I don't care if ya'll know my real name, but can you imagine if someone from town were to stumble across my blog? Heads would roll. Namely... mine.

10. I know the meaning of life. When you brush away all the politics, all the "rules" of religion, all the borders, races and other assorted bull crap... it is simply this: Unconditional Love. When you have mastered that one, simple thing, the rest will all fall in to place and you will know true peace.

So there you have it. I hope I didn't rehash too many things I've already told ya'll in the past. If any of you want to tackle ten things, let me know in the comments and I'll give you a little linky love.

As I write this, I'm trying to psyche myself up to not dwell on what may come on Monday. They laid off 5 people Wednesday, then the GM came by and told me and Bubbles to take today off, so you can see why Bossman's comment when I called him today sorta worried me. I've been walking around muttering, "everything happens for a reason" and "when one door closes, another one opens," etc.

Ya'll have a booty kickin' weekend! We'll talk again soon.

Later Taters!

14 comments:

Wildhair said...

There's never been a doubt in my mind that I like you, but everytime I read one of your posts I learn something that makes me appreciate and like you even more.
You and I seem to be far more alike than I first ever suspected. You're a groovy chick, for sure. I can roll my stomach (it rolls on its own now), but I have some belly dancing moves a girl my size isn't supposed to possess...or grosses out onlookers when she busts said moves out.
I pray that your job (and Bubbles) is safe. But more your's than her's ... I think the cubicle would be a might boring without her, though.

Mahala said...

I never mastered the belly roll, but I've been watching "Shimmy" on one of those "get in shape" channels. Maybe some day. The Amazon, however, has it down pat.

As for Bubbles, I don't want anyone to lose their job and you're right, what would I do for blog inspiration without her discussing her crotch rot with the masses?

I think you're pretty groovy yourself Miss Riss :) Have a good weekend!

kenju said...

I agree with Wildhair. You edumicate me, as the hillbillies say. I also share your love of that beach in VA.

When you go to work Monday, I hope that you will not get bad news. Surely they can't run that place without you.

newduck said...

In my mind you now look like Joy from Earl. (That's a compliment.)

Mahala said...

kenju: fingers crossed.. I'm confident that come Monday, everything will work out for the best.

newduck: If only!

BetteJo said...

I'm thinking that if something bad were going to happen to you he wouldn't have warned you like that. Maybe some heads near you are gonna roll? Don't wanna think about it.

Jeni said...

I know and understand all too well the fears that come with the thoughts of unemployment. Been there, done that on several occasions over the past 25-30 years. Here's hoping that your job stays intact though. But if it should come to be a pass out the door -even if only for a little while -think positive thoughts, glasses half-full, etc., and yes, the one about one door closing and another opening holds up there too! Who knows but it might be your ticket to something better.

A Spot of T said...

It's taking everything I've got not to sign this "Joy from Earl". But I won't. I'll be thinking of you come monday. And the weekend too because I know if it was me I'd let it naw at me all weekend long. Hopefully you handle these things better then me though. I worry. Which leads to eating. Hence the 8000 lbs I'm dragging around.

Travel said...

Isn"t it fun being open minded and tolderant in a small town? I am so glad I moved back to a real city. Good luck on Monday, maybe you are getting promoted.

DG

Dianne said...

I love all 10 points but I really love #5 and 7 ;)

I hope Monday brings OK news - I don't even say good news anymore when it comes to the economy

I'm thinking about you girl

poopie said...

Aunt Moses?? *high five sista*

Anonymous said...

You're too funny! I'd love to participate in the linky love.

I've got my fingers crossed for you at work love. From my experience, though, it;s better to be cut earlier than later. At least you're cut free to find something new instead of having to wait and get cut later. That's (from my experience and observation) more stressful than the job loss itself.

We all land where we're meant to be. I know everything will be roses once you get through the manure.

Rachel said...

See, I knew there was a reason I felt totally ungrateful grumbling about going back to hell on Monday. ((((HUGS)))) I hope everything is fine with the job sich.

MJ said...

Very nice.