Nikki In a Nutshell

I’ll never forget bath times courtesy of my great-grandmother at my grandmothers house! Then, it was the deepest widest bathtub I knew. The water was always either a bit too hot or just right bringing out in my skin red undertones & the perfect cool sweat! She would always say theses words, “stand up … turn around … sit down …” amongst other things having nothing to do with my bath. I was so fascinated with the bar of soap though … it seemed ‘alive’ as it would float all around the tub carried by the constant movement of the water … impossible at times to catch when Mama would ask me to ‘get it’! Ivory Soap was its name & making fond bath time memories for me was it’s game. I last used Ivory soap, I think, was in my teenage years. Decades later I can still smell my bath water. Nothing can compare to the scent of Ivory soap. #bloganuary

At some point I’d like to have a home full of children! Five – seven … & for them to have good/close friends from birth around all the time! THAT HOUSE will be our house. Uncles & Aunties coming through with plans always! My husband loving every minute of it! These are just a few of my many thoughts of the future for the Earth & it’s residents … when our Creator will open His hands & satisfy the desire of every living thing. #bloganuary

It was swift & sudden, I was made host of a zoom meeting that I attend regularly & often. Everyone was unmuted & talking, to one another & (apparently) one person on their phone with speaker enabled. “Oh my, what do I do? I’ve not been host before?” Then I hear, “Who was that, who said that they was made host?” My name was offered up. I know (of) both these women & know what I need to know about one them. The one asking the question. “Hmmm, uh uh, let me shut my mouth … “, says she. “Yes, cause they can hear you … “, says the other. The other mutes herself & the $#!? starter. She can’t help herself but she gonna learn today. Well maybe not today & hopefully not from me. We’ve been through ‘it’ before & many (more than enough) have been through it with her time & time again. She asserted herself into a situation that was none of her business & let ME know once again that she has at least ‘one’ serious problem. She needs to be careful. Her life depends upon it. I personally am through.with.it. #bloganuary

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ZOOM/HOST/NOBODY’S BUSINESS #bloganuary

A million times a thousand dollars? A one followed by nine zeros dollars? I’d certainly share generously. I’d surely hire a necessary team of individuals to assist me in the future. I’d secure a world passport or the like & then … I’d be on my way … never to be seen ‘round THESE parts again! I’d then have places to go, people to see & things to do! #bloganuary

… when I walk through … #bloganuary

I’m over here, he’s over there … our attentions meet & signaled by a flash widening of his captivating grey eyes, an easy “come”, they say to me. Over there are a few of his closest friends. As I come in close my fingers land in the fold of his arm sliding gently down to his hand … he catches me when I get there, we both love holding hands. Stunned by this public display few more yet learn that we are one. Newly. #bloganuary

I’m pretty sure I’m not participating according to the rules outlined. That is me in a nutshell. I write in bits & keep much to myself. Every now & again I’ll drop a load off here. The thing is a thing cannot interfere with the way I think or move. I won’t allow it. It may otherwise appear to be the case but not for the most part. Misunderstand me not. I often times am having the funkiest of good times but you’ll never know it. I absolutely enjoy watching others do their thing … Go figure! #bloganuary

… that night before last while sleeping I began to feel sick as if I was going to throw up? I imagined/planned while still asleep how I was gonna get up make it out of my room past the bathroom through the living room into the kitchen to get the freshly emptied/trash bag lined trash can out of the kitchen back through the living room past the bathroom & back to my bedroom next to my bed & me back into my bed without throwing up. It was difficult not to throw up just thinking/planning it. It was much more difficult pulling it off. It was done in the dark & I was stumbling weak & dizzy the entire way … but there was no throwing up! I didn’t eat anything heavy yesterday & it looks like the same today. Still felt/feeling queasy ever since but hey … #bloganuary

You know … there has always been certain people that plain old lose it when they lay eyes on me for the first time especially when they know that it could be a situation that could go on for awhile. Can you imagine just how uncomfortable an individual HAS TO BE WITH HIM/HERSELF to outwardly forfeit all autonomy. Ain’t nothin’ I can do about it but bring it & leave it here. I’m aware of who/what I am & who/what I ain’t … & I can only do me while I continue to learn & grow. SIS BOOM BAH #bloganuary