I Don’t Work Sundays

church with a cross and the words i don't work sundays

It’s been a minute since I’ve sat down and blogged something thoughtful. I’ve posted little things occasionally just to post something. Because if a blogger who is prone to depression all of a sudden stops posting…ūüėź

But I’m still alive and have some stuff to share.

If you read, “Capitalist Mind, Christian Heart,” you know I was working at a company that didn’t sit right with my sense of integrity. I understood the things that were being asked of me. I got the big picture and the bottom line.


I didn’t feel comfortable doing some of the things I was told to do.

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But Most of All, Love

a pink flower with the words but most of all love

Life is rough and we’ve all got some pretty gruesome experiences. Despite the inevitable storms, there are also rainbows. My rainbow comes¬†in the form of a blue-eyed curly-haired bundle of joy.

My darling Nugget.

She wasn’t conceived in the most noble of ways. Nor was she born to the picture perfect family.¬†But she is loved! If nothing else, she is very loved by everyone. Especially me!

That’s kind of a given, though… isn’t it? lol #motherhood

Since day one, Nugget has been making the world more pleasant with her adorable laughter. Her all-gums-cept-two-tiny-teeth smile that spreads across her chubby baby face at the slightest provocation.

It’s amazing the profound impact a single new life can have on people.¬†How an itty bitty human can turn the world of her parents upside down and inside out.¬†And¬†for¬†the better.

Motherhood comes with so many conflicting emotions, though.

Insecurity. Joy. Doubt. Determination. Fear.

But most of all, love‚̧


Omg, is that what I sound like?!

Okay, so I haven’t been blogging as much this past week. I’ve been in a self-pitying woe-is-me emotional funk characterized by cheap wine and crying myself to sleep.

For the past few days I’ve been wondering how is it that the world is so unbalanced. Why for come¬†guilty parties walk away from their crimes unscathed while their victims are left¬†picking up the pieces and trying to keep from losing¬†the only sliver of sanity they have left.

It’s unfair. Quite frankly, it pisses me off.

I prayed a lot in the past 48 hours. Wondering why the hell God would let things carry on like this. I was so wrapped up in my own problems, feeling bad for myself, wondering when the good Lord would dish out some of His divine justice on the man who I blamed for my unhappiness.

In the middle of my self-absorbed bout of depression, I get a text message.

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I’m Done Hatin’ on The Tissue Test

crest's tissue test

Not so long ago, I ranted about Crest’s Tissue Test. Because shame on them for preying on the¬†impressionable. For targeting a¬†market of consumers characterized by vanity, desire for social acceptance, and willingness to spend frivolously¬†to comply with the media’s¬†arbitrary and comical standards of beauty.

We all know the type of individual that fits in that group. But in case you’re unsure,¬†check out the commercial yourself¬†to see¬†who P&G is tryna target with their tissue test.

I just finished writing a paper on Crest’s Whitestrips and you know what?¬†It makes sense.

I ain’t even mad no more.

Procter and Gamble had a good product, marketed it well, and made a chunk of change. Now that Whitestrips are advancing in the product life cycle, losing the novelty and consumer interest that put them on the map to begin with, P&G is trying to prolong the inevitable decline.

And what better way to keep a declining product relevant than by going after the one group that buys whatever media tells them will make them pretty.

At the end of the day, P&G is just handling business. And doing¬†it pretty dang effectively from a marketing point-of-view. I mean if they can convince Jane Q. Consumer to spend about $50 to make her teeth comparable to toilet paper, then that’s $50 P&G earned.

I called Crest’s marketing tactics sleazy. But, hey, that’s marketing in general. The more I learn, the less willing I am to pass judgment. #lifelessons

So here’s to you, Procter and Gamble!¬†And in the words of Adam Demamp,

“Take it sleazy and I’m out.”