Bacon Says...I can't help but wait :)

I'm so very excited for spring break, not just because of the fact that I get to catch up on sleep, but because I get to meet somebody!!!! Who??? MY SISTER!

Ok, that may sound a lil weird, but most people who know me also know that I was adopted and so was my sister Dahlia who is my biological sister. My parents(Chris & Diane) adopted me straight from the hospital! I came home a brand new, 3 day old baby. Then about a year later my parents also adopted my older sister when she was about 2 years old. I never knew, met, or lived with my biological mother like my sister did and up until recently we had only seen one picture of her.

Growing up knowing that I had been adopted never really bothered me, but it did kinda take a toll on my sister. She often wondered why our mother had to give us up and many other things and her curiosity had more of a "negative" effect on her. I was curious of course, but either way I didn't really care. I figured our mother had to have loved us enough to want us to live better lives than she thought she could provide.

As we got older we asked more questions. My mom(Diane) had told us that there was a possibility that we had another sibling, a brother, but she wasn't sure. My sister and I would often search for our mother online trying to see if we could find a number for her or any type of information. The only thing I ever really wondered about was whether or not she was alive. This past summer we searched a lot more, eventually I found a phone number and address on a website. We called but the number was out of service :(  and I was going to write a letter but I never got around to it. It was getting close to time for my sister and I to leave for school so I gave up thinking I could pick it back during winter break. 

Pretty close to winter break, one evening my mother(Diane) got a call from a girl asking to speak to Tricie. My mother was confused at first because the name rang a bell but who could possibly be calling my sister Dahlia by her nickname from before she was adopted? My mother asked the girl who she was and she said, "I'm Bridgette Spears' oldest daughter and I'm looking for my sisters". After talking for a while my mother asked her how she got her name and number and she told her she found her on a website for adopted children looking for their families. Apparently my sister had signed up for one of these websites when she was 15 and just left her information on their hoping it would bring us to our biological family someday.

Well I'M GLAD SHE DID! My mother waited until I came home to tell me all of this! IDK why lol but she said she didn't want me to be distracted from my work. But on the important stuff...

My sister, who's name is Bergitta, had also found our biological mother (Bridgette) which is how she found out about us. So now not only do I have another older sister, but I have 3 younger brothers! I was sooo excited when I found this out because no lie, deep down in my heart I KNEW I was meant to be a big sister:) lol. Their names are Zac (15), Quinton (10), and Peter (5), and Bergitta is 22. I also found out that Bergitta had been adopted by a couple in Iowa after being in foster care for a little while. My biological mother also lives in Iowa, which is where Dahlia was born, and my 3 brothers currently live with her. I guess I'm the only one that wasn't born in Iowa lol.

Now, the reason why I'm so excited about spring break is because my sister Bergitta is in the army and will be moving to VA for a little while. She's going to be stationed at Fort Lee which is a base in Petersburg and that's wonderful because Fort Lee is only like 30 minutes away from where I live in RIchmond!!!! (Well, with the way I drive I could get here in 15 lol)
My sister Dahlia is really lucky because she goes to Virginia State University which is conveniently located in Petersburg about 10 minutes away from where Bergitta will be. She left for VA yesterday and should be here by now I guess, I'm not really sure because I haven't heard from her since yesterday.
I'm so happy I'm going to finally meet all of my family; over the summer I will most likely travel to Iowa to meet my mother and brothers.
Well that's enough about my awesome discovery. Wanna see some pics??? OF COURSE YOU DO! lol Peter & BergittaQuinton

Zac

Dahlia          Me!

(In red our mother)

(In white Bergitta's adopted mother)

Bacon Says...It's story time :)

Audience: General adult audience


Detail: A copy of the Torah.

Character: A man shaving off his beard.

Setting: A tree house full of kids during a birthday party for adults.

Once of upon a time there was a little boy named Jimmy who was turning 5 in three weeks. He was so excited to be turning 5 because he knew that meant he could now have a pet dog. When his parents asked where he wanted to have his birthday party, he said “At the pet shop!” His parents didn’t agree with that location; they eventually chose the neighborhood tree house. Jimmy looked up different types of dogs he might like for the next three weeks and finally, the day before his birthday, he decided on a miniature pit bull.

At the same time that Jimmy was planning for his birthday party, some else was also preparing for an event at the tree house. Mack was 30 year old high school dropout who sold weed for a living and occasionally held events in the local tree house when he came to town. He was planning on having the National Weed Day Convention & celebrating his best friend's birthday in the tree house the same day as Jimmy’s birthday party!

The next day Jimmy and all of his friends gathered at his house at noon to walk to the tree house. His parents told them to go ahead with the other kids and they would be right behind them. So Jimmy and his friends ran to the tree house which was located four blocks away from his house. When they got there they were surprised to find that there was a group of men in the tree house putting up decorations. None of the kids knew what these strange decorations were but they thought his parents had down an autumn theme; his birthday was in October. When the group of men left the kids ran into the tree house and started playing with what they thought were miniature leaves.

About five minutes later Mack and his friends show up. They were already high so they didn’t know that the kids they saw playing with the Cannabis leaves were real. Mack and his friends decided to make a bet. Whoever was the last to catch one of the imaginary kids had to shave all the hair on their bodies. Mack said "Ready, set go!" and he and his friends started chasing Jimmy and his friends. Jimmy & the kids thought it was all a game so they played along. All of Mack's friend's caught one of the little kids except Mack. So, Mack headed to the bathroom to start shaving.

When Jimmy's parents finally walk in they find Jimmy and the other kids playing with the leaves and a group of men standing around the bathroom door with birthday hats on smoking weed. Jimmy's parents were shocked! They immediately got all of the kids out and then walked up to Mack's friends.They tried to ask what was going on but all of his friends were too high to talk. Jimmy's dad busts into the bathroom and sees Mack shaving off his beard and reading a copy of the Torah out loud. Jimmy's dad screamed "What are you doing!?" which startled Mack causing him to cut himself. He ran out thinking Jimmy's dad was a cop and all of his friends followed him out. They ran off into the distance before Jimmy's parents could get a good look at them.

Jimmy's parents called the police to investigate the incident since smoking weed in a public location was a very serious crime in their town. While the police searched the treehouse for evidence, Jimmy's party was moved to Jimmy's house. All of the kids had a ball at the birthday party, especially when Jimmy got is gift. His parents bought him a miniature poodle for his birthday and Jimmy was extremely happy.

The police never caught Mack or his friends and the town decided to have a sign up sheet for whoever wanted to use the tree house from then on out. They also did a periodic check in when parties were going on to prevent this from occurring again. They all lived happy ever after. THE END

Bacon Says...I'm numb, yet I feel your pain, but who feels mine if I don't?

You ever sit in a therapy session and think about how badly you need to see a therapist??? Some times I wonder, if anybody hears me...I mean I know you're listening, but are you really comprehending the things that I subliminally tweet about. Like how I've just about given up on life and so many times I've thought about really giving up on life, but I didn't...which leads me to wonder why? What keeps me getting out of the bed in the morning? Is there really a pot of gold at the end of this rainbow? And how is this a rainbow if the only color I'm seeing right now is gray. I've been colorblind for a while now, and the only thing I see in color is the one thing I want to see yet know I shouldn't see...see there it goes again, that subliminal shit I keep spittin' out. Geeze, sometimes I wish I could just say what I really want to say. I await the day that I stop wondering, and wonder what will go through my mind, which is constantly wandering on subjects I don't think it should be focusing on.
Anyway, getting to the point, I express the things that other people feel because I'm not really sure what I feel...don't think I'm crazy, just know that this is what happens when your mind wanders on things it probably shouldn't wandering on, repetitive...but repetition leads to perfection, so pause, rewind, & repeat...you may catch something you didn't see the first time around.

Okay, enough bull shittin' here's a poem for you...

so um yea....no title again....response to dahlias why i don come home i guess
sorry its lng....n dnt b alarmed by its content lol...they're just words

I just cant giv up cuz i got too much to lose...
but dont get it twisted and dont get confused
cuz im willin to lose everything for the ability to choose
my own emotions...
cuz ur words are like potions...
theyre fuckin demandin and quite controllin
they make my heartache and my soul ill
& i hate the image n the mirror that reflects back
wen i see it its like cough cough...hack...
im sick so get da fuk back
so i open that medicine cabinet and get da pills
& i just stand there starin cuz i kno my pain they'll heal
i dnt believe dis shit can be real...
its like i wana sign a contract and seal the deal
and forever more i will live n my fantasy world
where i do as i please, runnin free again like a little girl
I hear music in my head which keeps me from going to sleep
dats y i ask u to sing to me
cuz da music i hear when im layin in bed is like a symphany
story of my life, shit is down rite depressing
i feel like im goin insane instead of going to sleep
Im lonely...
I just need someone to hold me
and im not desperate, im not talkin intamacy
Im talkin bout that touch so motherly
like when you'd hold me as a baby so tenderly
r u feelin me???
i just want things to go bak to the way they used to be
but i kno that can never be
so that sweet thought of suicide
a word that makes me feel like a failure even though ive never tired
so scared it wouldnt work sometimes i just sit and cry
but the biggest failure in life is what you've failed to try
so why keep puttin down the gun, why not grab that knife
when u cant think of nething worth living life

then i rmember, I just cant give up cuz i got too much to lose...
but dont get it twisted & dont get confused
cuz im willin to lose everything for the ability to choose
my own paths...
my life is a damn equation im living math
things aint addin up, i need to subtract
so if dat means u then u really cant b mad
i kno u think im wrong but im actualy not
i mite stick around jus to see u rot
cuz karma is a bitch and what goes around comes around
so instead of doin the deed ill jus skip town
and by the time i come bak i hope ur still around
so i can see u when u hit da ground
I can just imagine you fallin to ur knees
beggin for mercy, cuz hopefully, you'll see what ive come to be
and it'll be no thanks to you
and yet it will becuz all the shit you put me through.....has made me stronger
I live my life by false promises that things will get better
I call them false because promises are meant to be broken right???
I realize that more & more, steady tryna put it outta mind and you outta sight
I call them false because as I look @ my sister I see that things only progressively got worse
I figured when she left Itd be the end of her curse
and i was happy for her knowing that she'd be free
but things havent changed a bit, she gets dat second hand bull, shit just aint affectin her directly
So what do i have to look forward to???
when i come home for holidays & breaks da same shit i be goin through
Im so fed up with the bullshit, its like my head is full of it
and im just so sick and tired of it, but Ima try not to quit
cuz there's so many other ppl i couldnt imagine not bein wit
Ima keep puttin down those weapons of mass destruction
and stayin away from sites of construction
Ima avoid bein n your presence & hearin ur fussin
as i prepare for my period of reconstruction
thats rite im reconstructin....my life
and while some things will stay the same others wont
Im sick of your tired excuses so dont
you cant come bak in, my fogiveness you wont win, my life you cant live....so stop tryin
Im through with you
I may say some rude shit but deep down inside i love you
& regardless of what you do Im still finished.....
so i guess its that time of the month...end of the sentence(.)

Bacon says…I’m a bad bitch!

Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinski, Nicki the boss, Nicki the ninja, Nicki the Harajuku Barbie, and of course Nicki the bad, bad bitch. What doesn’t this new rap phenomenon call herself? No matter what you call her there’s no denying her entertaining rap skills.
I believe I first heard Nicki about 2 years ago from a friend who is very in touch with underground music. I only heard one song and I was hooked immediately simply because of her delivery. As I said in my previous blog I love female rappers so I quickly added her to my collection. I was definitely hungry for more music and more information on this crazy rapper who some may think is very similar to other female rappers like Lil’ Kim or Foxy Brown. Now I can’t deny the fact that she is very similar to them because she took the “sex sells” route, but can you blame her? Nicki is a very pretty girl and why not accentuate your assets? Like many women nowadays say, if you’ve got it flaunt it. But, what sets her apart? To me it’s her technique. Of course she is rapping about a lot of things Lil’ Kim rapped about but it’s different. I feel like she has such a “dude” mentality. Nicki is like the female Wayne for me, AWESOME! When I think of Nicki the first thing I think of is GRINDING SEASON. She talks a lot about “grinding” or working hard at whatever she’s doing no matter what that thing is. So for me, Nicki is like an inspirational speaker so to speak. She may not be saying “Christal hit the books” or “step ya school game up” but she when she says “step ya pussy up”, I can’t help but want to push harder lol, whether I’m doing work or especially exercising.

Last night during a Superbowl commercial I asked some of my friends why they liked Nicki Minaj. They were mostly males and surprisingly only one of them said because of her looks. The other males said that they like her “swag” and what she raps about, they just sometimes have trouble getting past her crazy voice. The females I asked like her for some of the same reasons I do. I like to say she’s very swagalicious! Lol, you can’t say she doesn’t exude confidence and high self-esteem. I think that’s why a lot of girls like her. Nicki isn’t just a rapper, to me she promotes self-love and self-respect. She may talk about sex a lot but one of the songs I feel stand out to a lot of people isn’t about sex at all. This particular song, Still I Rise, is about overcoming obstacles and making it to the top despite what everyone else is saying about you and despite the fact there are people out there trying to make you fail.

Other than her rap skills and personality, I love how she has come up with this world of her own consisting of barbies. I was never a huge “Barbie” fan but I kind of like the whole think, on the low! Shhhhh, don’t tell anyone I said that. I would NEVER put pink track in the back of my hair or die it, nor would I dress up the way Nicki does but I love her style. I love everything about Nicki, she’s definitely a bad bitch! Now she does make think very highly of herself and some may take that as being cocky or conceited and making herself out to be more than she really is, but I look at it as setting high standards and I’m excited to watch as she lives up to them.

Just for fun, my favorite Nictionary terms…yes she has made her own dictionary! Lol

Barbie Backhand : \ˈbär-bē-ˈbak-hand\ : verb

1: The act of using intense force while unexpectedly givin da back hand to a hata

Barbie Powers : /ˈbär-bē-pō-ər/: noun

1: to beam your thoughts to another Barbie without speaking.

2: to put a hex on strawberry shortcakes by wiggling your fingers at them.

Barbie’s Phone Number:

718-SIT-URASSDOWN

BEEN a fan : \bēn-a-ˈfan\ : noun

1: term used to describe a cornball.

Sentence : “hatin on who? Dat Bitch BEEN a fan”

Cater to your Ken Day :\kā-tər-ˈtü-yər-ˈken-ˈdā\: noun

1: One day a month when Barbie stops being a diva and grants her Ken’s every wish

Get off my Fone : \git-ȯf-mī-ˈfōn\ : noun

1: a swift dismissal of a stupid ass fone call OR comment.

Sentence: Excuse me??? Bitch!!! Get off my Fone!!!

Bacon Says...Music is my life!

Music...enough said, if only that was about 500 words! So I love music. It's been apart of my life since, pretty much I was old enough to know what it was and even before then I was all in the mix. My mother is a pianist and organist, basically for a lot of events in the City of Richmond. She started playing when she was five years old and got her Masters from Virginia State University. She also sings very well, I love her sweet, quiet tone. My mother started out playing for our church Saint Pauls Baptist, then when she started teaching she taught elementary music to the severly handicapped. Then she moved on to middle and high school. After a long time of teaching that she switched to elementary school, which is what she still does to this day. She is also the organist for First African Baptist church, one of the first black churches in Richmond. ALSO, my mommie plays for all the city school graduations and convocation. She also plays for weddings anf funerals and any other event you can think of! SO if you're getting married anytime soon, HOLLA!

Ok so back to my connection with music. My mother started me out on piano when I was about seven years old. I liked playing and all but not practicing, I stop taking lessons at about age 11. In the 3rd grade I also picked up the trumpet and played that until my 10th grade year in high school. Throughout the years I have also played the drums (snare, base, tymphani), the trombone, the basson, and the harp. My favortie was probably the drums. I've always loved the sound of the drum. I remember as a child my mother used to make my sister and I listen to classical music and we would play 'Name that Instrument'. So anytime we were in the car she would pop in a cd of an orchestra and we would have to name whatever instrument was playing at the time. I loved it, my sister not so much. I definitely wish my mother had taken my dreams of becoming the most famous female percussionist serious...but she didn't lol.

I love female artists, especially rappers. My favorite rapper is MC Lyte, she was definitely my idol growing up. I also like Missy Elliot, Trina, Eve, Lauryn Hill, Queen Latifah, Left Eye, Da Brat, Rah Digga, and now NICKI MINAJ. I feel like the best all around artist was Lauryn Hill hands down. She could sing her butt off and had some positive/deep messages in her all her songs. My new favorite rapper is Nicki Minaj. Nicki came up off of mixtapes and all her stuff is hot to me. She's also soooooo entertaining lol. She's one of those types of artist that comes out and EVERY girl wants to be like her. She has the whole "barbie" thing goin on right now, got every girl out there thinking they are a barbie doll, get real! But on a more serious note, I definitely respect her as an artist becuase I love female rappers. Other than female rappers I like a select few male rappers like Lil' Wayne, mainly for his work ethic. He too is a great lyricsit but he's also a businessman and he takes care of things, works HELLA hard, and gives back to the community. I also like Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, Eminiem, Drake, and that's all I can really think of.
Other than Rap I appreciate all kinds of music, however my preferences are classical/opera, R&B, and gospel. My all time favorite artist is Micheal Jackson...no ifs ands or buts about it. He's the best. I really wish I had stuck with at least one of those intrusments and really mastered it, then I wouldn't be studying this boring engineering stuff, I'd be doing something fun that could possibly make me famous :)  and who wouldn't want Bacon to be famous???? Exactly!

If music isn't a part of your life...BaconSays, you're not really living, point black PERIOD