Stolen “note”, letter, post!

I stole the following from my sister friend Paulla’s facebook notes. Enjoy. AND check out the pictures at the end. Sorry, only put 2.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!

by Paulla De Souza on Friday, 24 September 2010 at 06:35

September 24 2010, is not just my birthday, it is a day that I was reminded of so many things. This morning my consciousness was focused on “thoughtfulness” not just from my perspective but from others.  I made an observation and I realized how much this particular character trait goes unnoticed and unappreciated in our every day lives in some cases not consciously (I hope). I shared my thought on the topic via my status September 23rd I was certainly not expecting the revelation I received thus far. For those who missed it this is what I shared.

“Had a moment where my consciousness was alerted to the ideal of “thoughtfulness” its a character trait in others that is often overlooked. Consider the importance of being thoughtful…

“The truth is I was feeling a bit cranky after a long day at work got home after 10p.m or there about. I had absolutely no special plans for my birthday decided to just take it easy.

The little things that people do really does go a long way. Never stop showing your appreciation no matter how small and insignificant it may seem the receiver is always grateful.

So there I am talking to my sista gal pal Lady D (all smiles) and another old guy pal Alex his b’day was yesterday we go way back, we were all chatting nonchalantly, in separate chats, didn’t even noticed the time until he started counting it down, he wished me happy birthday, and she sent me a link ordering me to click on it, so there I am awww-ing and ooooh-ing at the revelation of the link… just a few minutes after my bbm alert went off…it was my other sister gal pal Knycky. I did not even know she knew when my b’day was.

This is the dialogue on BBM: KNYKS:”HELP Pau where u I need help?

ME: What happen?

KNYKS: Whey u

ME: Home

KNYKS: U wd not believe wat happen to me

ME:?

KNYKS:Wait talking to d police

ME: hmmm!!! R u serious?(my thoughts… what the hell is she up to is she driving with out her license again, but if she is in trouble y is she calling what the hell can I do,  I wonder what she is really up to…)

KNYKS: Right! Now I that I have your FULL attention… HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISTER!!!  Let’s DRINK to it!!! (party smiley)

ME: You are such a toots LOL U had me worried

KNYKS: Hahaha I know! that was the plan (wink eye smiley)

ME: Thanks! (this dam girl lol)

KNYKS: Come outside

ME: WHAT!!!

KNYKS: COME OUTSIDE doh think I’ll let ur day pass without a drink child

ME: R U alone ( don’t really feel like getting dressed, can’t believe u drive up the road at this hour oh lawd)

KNYKS: Ofcourse I am alone! I won’t bring people on a surprise like this… steupes yuh getting senile in yuh old age or what?

ME: LOL!!! One sec (classic low blow hahaha)

By this time Lady D on hold as I told her my friend is in trouble hope it was no real drama was the message she got from me (wireless router trip out thank god for my bb I was able to let her know there was nothing to worry about) I buzz madam in she drive in screaming her head off happy birthday!!! Iced birthday cake, bottle of red wine, (the most perfect red wine I have had to date, not big on the red, white is my favourite) Luckily for me I am MISS SUPER KOOL, still not sure what it will take to move me… not very good at showing my emotions outwardly. The rest you would observe in the few pics we took of the moment.  I stuck my cake and eat it too, had a few glasses of wine, we talked and giggled I wished that I had more of my friends physically here with us to share the moment but I am super grateful that Knycky you took the time to do what you did you are one of the most thoughtful people I know, I remember the time you bought me flip flops, just cause you know I love them in all the colors. The cake was perfect not to sweet, got chocolate and sponge together in my favourite colour also. D I  love the page just as I was thinking how perfect the cake on the page was and wishing it was real, at that moment, I didn’t know there was a real one right outside my door. Alex I know u r one of the busiest people I know but you took the time to do the count down I really appreciate that, I remember you are always big on birthdays we are so different though just one day apart, I am happy that after so many many years of friendship we can still have our laughs and exchange greetings no matter how simple.

I choose to share my thoughts, not because I want to big up anyone of the other but the truth of the matter is I thought this was one of the most I think awesome seem to be the word, moments.  4 people from different parts of the Universe came together simultaneously to create a very special moment for me… I was deeply touched I also had a surprised telephone call at about 5 mins after the candles were lit, so there were 4 very special people parttaking in my surprise… I give God the glory and I smile at His awesomeness.

MY (Knycky’s) response to Paulla’s “note”:  Wow! I am only now getting to this (silly internet connection). This is so sweet of you to say/do paulla. But that’s just the woman you are. You take something simple yet special and started a wheel rolling. I would give you the stars if I can, but I’m happy you appreciated the little that I did. If we only remember (as you’ve said) to be thoughtful…OH GORSH, we go lick up satan plans.
P.S, thanks for not telling that I nearly ended up in jail after re: roadblock and wine doh mix. Oppps, I just did. lol.

Shout out tuh KeliNtrique!!!

Now the photos – yuh know it must have *giggles*

Hang dem!

I wrote this post a few weeks ago and just realized it was tucked away in drafts. Maybe God didn’t want it posted at that time. Anyway, no changes have been made and…I’m still angry>>>

I just found out a family member  was dead. Murdered.  I first heard the news this morning as I was getting ready to leave home. I felt the usual sadness, and anger most of us feel on hearing news of this sort. At the time I didn’t realize it was family.

“Fabulous” as I knew him, was killed by bandits. I knew him only by voice and our “family” connection was through a radio station I listen to on mornings, to which Fabulous was a frequent caller. When I got into the car and heard the talk show host sending condolences out to the family of fabulous, I nearly fainted. I sat unmoving for about 3 mins because I felt physically ill. Fabulous is dead? Fabulous whose voice I know like that of a close,  personal friend? What made it even harder to comprehend was it wasn’t followed by the usual “Police are still trying  to ascertain a motive for this killing”.

Then, the sentence that lately if the reporter didn’t say it, most of us citizens think “Gang Related”.  NO! Fabulous was working when they struck and didn’t even know these brutes!!!

He was in his company’s delivery van, earning a living to care for his family including his two children. It is alleged that the perpetrators rubbed him down after shooting him  in search of his gun. They had mistaken the salesman for the security guard.  SO WHAT! De nasty dogs pass common criminal phase? They have now become criminal pathologists?  What type of person has the belly to shoot a stranger in the head, then search the body apparently in full view of others, including children???

I’m sick. If I’m this upset about a voice, someone who the first time I saw as a body lying on the ground, whose face I’ll now see because of his death. How upset would I have been if it was a blood relation?  People experience these feelings and worst everyday? This one came close to home. It’s coming home. No, it has reached home.

Sorry Auntie Verna, I respect you and most of what you stand for. I admire your strength of conviction. Answer this though, wasn’t it barbaric what these men did to Fabulous, what  so many of our “boy children” (to quote you) are doing everyday? Right now I feel that  injection too good for these, these, these…murderers. I cannot even find the word I’m looking for to describe people that commit these heinous  acts. BRING BACK THE ROPE!

Would hanging deter, or decrease crime? I doh know. Right now I’m so angry that all I want is  revenge.

Belly must GO!

It’s 3:09 in the morning, do you know where your parents are?  That’s a silly little joke I sometimes tailor and update my Facebook status with late at nights. Most people usually have a little chuckle over that. Hopefully, one day they’ll get the more profound meaning behind my status update which is: hope you’re in the place where you’re supposed to be, literally AND figuratively. Shhh, doh tell, leh dem figure it out deyself.

So yesterday, ah do something ah didn’t do in over 2 years. Ah work out in ah gym. Now ah use tuh be a real gym body eh – literally cause since de surgery an de little weight gain, even strangers feel dey have de rite tuh walk up tuh meh and tell me dey prefer meh dis way cause, here dem nah: “YUH WAS TOO HARD BEFORE.” Steupes. Ah like working out, plus meh genes make it dat ah doh really hah tuh workout hard ah tall. From the time meh body smell gym, like ah does start getting muscles. You say hard, I say muscles, tomayto, tomato.

As ah was saying, ah hit de gym round 7pm. Talk bout fish outta water! Ah didn’t expect tuh be able tuh lif, push, pump wha ah accustom to eh, buh STILL…wid all kinda new equipment, gehing accustom tuh meh limitations, new people (many who stared me down), it was a lill overwhelming. Ah almos walkout wit meh head ben low. But bionic woman refuse tuh be defeated. So ah stay and ah hurt and ah going back 5 o’clock,  (OH gosh-daiz jus now!) Ah going an conqure meh fears, ah going an learn how tuh use all dey fancy equipment, soon ah go be able tuh hol meh true place on de gym board again. (Hope tuh do so before T&T geh back we government boards.) Ah hope tuh become ah member ah de special club, de ones  dat does walk aroun in gym an look down on newbies wit ah look dat say “humph, so YOU cah lift dat, cah work dah machine, lazy”. *walks off* wid we buff self.

Geh fit, stay healthy,

Blessings and miracles,

(tired) Knyxx…