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It’s Monday, one day after my long, eventful weekend with the Sweet Tart…I…We have been together now for 15 years and this have provided me with something to talk about…So today, let I will share…Just a little of what I have learned in today’s Dozen…
1. Love…Yes! I must start the list with this chemical inducing emotion…without it, I would not have stayed with the Sweet Tart…She would agree…as I always loved someone…and she knew who it was
2. Choices…We all have them…. we all make them…I’ve made plenty during my time with her…and let’s say I just learned which ones you shouldn’t make…
3. Talking…Me? Not talking…That’s not going to happen…but crow taste great sautéed in I’m sorry, and covered in guilty feelings…but hey a Doughnut have to eat right?
4. Memories…Doughnut’s don’t recall well…remember the oh, hole in the middle thing…but Sweet Tarts do…Don’t know if it’s the being stuff with fillings, or the rough handling, but either way I quickly learned…if I didn’t want to pay for it later don’t say it now…but, then I recalled #3..”sigh”
5. Fun…Must say I have had plenty of this… Fun meeting her, fun talking to her, fun playing with her, fun fighting with her, fun dodging her, or and fun..well let say “touching” her…for her pink icing is sweet and can be quite sticky…Can’t seem to get it off of me…
6. Procreation…Didn’t quite know how this would work, being a Doughnut and she’s a Sweet Tart, but I’ve learned after several “touching events”…that it could work and little Doughnut Holes are the result…
7. Patience…Don’t know who taught who this, but I’m glad I have this now, for waiting holding a purse (not mine) while she shop, getting fussed at or listening to her..sometimes in the same conversation, and doing the Pee-Pee dance, while she finishes in the restroom, will surly test what patience you possess…
8. The Look…It took a few attempts and epic fails on my part to learn what each one stood for…but I think I have most of them now.. A few like…the “what you looking at” look…the “ I’m wrong, but you better not say so” look…the “Pleeaasse!” look….the “I’m sorry” look…and my favorite.. the “I want you” look…this can lead to #5 but I prefer it to lead to #6…
9. Honesty…I heard that this was the best policy…”Yeah! Right?!”…Whoever wrote this was a genius. As I have learned the more I’m honest about myself , the better she is with me…try it with your Sweet Tart and let me know
10. Hardship…I have learned that not all hardship are bad…I mean who wants struggles, pain, and misgivings? …I don’t know people standing in line for this, but I must say that by being with her…it hasn’t been unbearable…
11. Commitment…I didn’t realize how I disliked that word until I had to prove it…who would think that would have been so hard, but it was..For who wants to give everything up to take care of others and don’t expect anything in return…Oh by the way! This is referred to as “parenting” if you didn’t know…
12. Don’t Sweat…Whether it’s the small stuff or something colossal in nature, Don’t sweat it…for if you do, all the sacrifices made would in vain…plus without deodorant on, you can get pretty ripe…and she doesn’t find this attractive at all…
13. Death…Since I’ve been with Sweet Tart I have experienced Death’s form in several ways…She has always been there and I’m glad she was a she proven that she is the one for me…

These are just some of the things I have learned throughout the years of being with her; I look forward in many more experiences and life lessons

In  a few days I would be revisiting a time in my life when I embarked on a journey…made a decision that would not only affect, impact, and alter my world; but the world of all those who were apart of my inner circle.  I had been participating in activities that I knew were risky, but I didn’t care …I enjoyed the company, was excited by the sense of adventure, and loved the feelings I were receiving by being an active participant…however like all things in life the consequences for those action have to be addressed…I was later informed that my actions lead to the development of one of my 1st dilemmas…A message was delivered that I was going to have an additional title…one that I was not really ready to have, but I was willing to embrace…this was a good thing, least I told myself, I was nervous, I was scared, and I was clueless…But I was determined that I was not going to embark on any journey alone, as I had witnessed this and it was not an easy task…family meant too much to me…Now was I ready to do this? Was I ready to become intertwined with another individual? Was I ready for a life long commitment? Shit, I didn’t know…I felt I was…I consulted with my counselors (superior officers, friends, and associates) and they all gave different advice…some I liked…others I didn’t…But the ultimate decision was mine to make…So I did…I had made plans in my mind of what I would do to address the difference…For I am doughnut and she is a sweet tart…Well let’s say that my plans didn’t not go as planned but…Like I said they did work out…

 

In a few days, fourteen years ago…I would pick up a burden…but a blessing…I would become responsible for not only myself, but other individuals…When I look back today, I do not regret my decision…I don’t regret the blessing that have been given to me…and the pain I have endured…I would do it again, but this time I would not run away to become one…least not without engaging in  a longer chase…as the chase is what makes things fun..

 

So thank you sweet tart…thank you for the years or service, the ups and downs on the roller coaster, the excitement and the boredom of learning a new language, the doughnut holes,  the reminders, the hugs and the kisses, the opportunity to witness the inner working of sweet tarts, the opportunity to educate and be educated, and for being my best female friend…love you and see you on the other side of the oven

A Chunk of Doughnut

The previous week was rough…death is a experience we all must go but most doesn’t want to face it. In tribute to the love I’ve I loss this past week…Doughnuts’ Dozen is about my dear Uncle..

  1. John…Hebrew meaning of God is Gracious…Was he gracious?  To me he was…He graciously told me how he felt about my family and this made me proud
  2. Short….Yes, he was height deficient like me…But that made him more special…As great men do come in small packages and size seven shoes
  3. Loud…I don’t know if it was in the genes or just the way he spoke, but his inside voice was equivalent to his outside voice
  4. Long wind…This was a blessing and a curse…Ever have to wait for a family dinner to start after a long winded person gave blessing?….Well lets say…you better not be too hungry…because you were going to wait; however listening to his stories were a great way to past times
  5. Landscaping…By trade means to  improve the aesthetic appearance…”Unc” was great at this and it was not just his ability to shape a hedge, but his ability to change your life once he spoke to you
  6. Eccentric….His style was one of a kind…and no matter how we wanted to change him from that ..brown polyester suit…he wouldn’t let it go…least not until he found his blue one
  7. Laughter…I have share many laughs at his expense…i.e. the traffic stop, but anyone hearing his laugh can not forget
  8. Nickname…He like most of the male is the family have a alias…His was  Chunk…Why? I don’t know…Didn’t learn his surname until I was an adult..
  9. Choice…We all will be faced with difficult choices in our life that will impact those around us…often don’t understand the ramification of our decision until it is too late….He chose…We lost
  10. Grey hairs….I was given the opportunity to shave him…many grey hairs to remove from his face…dry razor…no bumps…informed me he have been shaving like this for all his life…with each stroke I removed the sign of old age restoring him to his youthful appearance, but I could not remove the illness that was consuming him…if only I could
  11. One…His passing leaves only one…one male of the original 16..with generations to follow…but one male to carry the family name..
  12. Pious…He was a pious man, but not a fanatic…this I could respect as religion have it ‘s place in everyone’s life…and the belief for some is more important than other…but like he told me before I left me…”Doughnut, Give God his time, for this his how your blessings will come”
  13. Insight…thank you Uncle Chunk as you have provide me with many found memories, words of wisdom, and insight about life…you can rest now, no more pain or suffering, and you will not be forgotten