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41514150018102. Routine

We altered our routine today.

So instead of me cooking and preparing right before our meal times, The Hub suggested that I cook all our meals first thing in the morning…and he would be the one to drop the girls off to school.

How’d it go?

Well. It was hard. It was like a kitchen marathon. Prep. Clean up. Cook. Clean up. By the time I finished cooking, I was sweating and thinking “I can’t do this everyday πŸ˜₯.”

But there was this memorable joy and peace as I cooked and a happy relief after the cooking was done. πŸ€”

So would I do it again?

Probably.


What did I cook?

Tocino. Longanisa. Garlic fried rice. Vinegar sauce. I chopped up some roma tomatoes and sliced a cucumber.

Spinach salad with: mandarins, sweet onion, sliced strawberries and chopped cashews. I dressed the salad with a from-scratch vinegarette.

Garlic-seasoned fried pork steak. Pork steak topping that included sauteΓ©d sweet onions with peaches and other seasoning. From-scratch mashed potatoes. Homemade gravy.

Here’s an image of the spread:

With no prep beforehand except the ideas of what I was going to cook, this took me a total of 3 hours (Can you tell what πŸ‘©πŸ»β€πŸ³-level I’m at? πŸ˜‰).

And that’s it for my story about routine. I wish you and your home find that optimal routine (if you can and if you need it πŸ™πŸ»).

I acknowledge Creator – without Him/Her/It, nothing is; I acknowledge the Canadian and Treaty 1 Land my Peoples and Elders have been allowed entry and resources to live and prosper; I acknowledge our Elders who made their choices to leave their Motherland, sacrificed many aspects of their lives told and untold, and aimed to give the next generation better opportunities than what they had; I acknowledge our various Peers from past and present who taught us lessons, showed us skills, and provided us with good company; I acknowledge the Growing Generation After Us who look to us for guidance, knowledge, and example – may you find, choose, and do what is GOoD.

Imagine I’m holding a drink and you’re holding a drink: 🍻. 😁

JenπŸ•ŠπŸ’›πŸŒ».

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(14943150018102) Truth

The truth is…

The image above is not mine. I’m not sure how to begin getting the image’s credit so I can properly reference this. The truth is I got this from a correspondence from KAIROS. That’s it.

I find this image quite important because it’s The Seven Teachings that’s being taught in the girls’ school. And when I learned about it (which was when the girls entered school πŸ˜…), I thought it was good.

And for another truth…

I posted this image because I wanted to try out posting an image onto this blog via my cellphone. And so far so good, I hope.

I have to say/write, I’m starting to get this thought Oh no! No more pointless garbage on the Internet! But I also have to say/write, OH YEAH! More positive expression on the Internet!

And that’s my truth for today. πŸ˜‰πŸ˜

I acknowledge Creator – without Him/Her/It, nothing is; I acknowledge the Canadian and Treaty 1 Land my peoples and Elders have been allowed entry and resources to live and prosper; I acknowledge our Elders who made their choices to leave their Motherland, sacrificed many aspects of their lives told and untold, and aimed to give the next generation better opportunities than what they had; I acknowledge our various Peers from past and present who taught us lessons, showed us skills, and provided us with good company; I acknowledge the Growing Generation After Us who look to us for guidance, knowledge, and example – may you find, choose, and do what is GOoD.

For another image, here’s this one:

Thanks for reading. πŸ˜πŸ˜šπŸ‘πŸΌ

JenπŸ•ŠπŸ’›πŸŒ».

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(02313150018102) Cellphone

I am currently typing this post out through my phone.

[Playing: Bigger Than Me – Le’Andria Johnson]

The BZ are in school and the Hub is resting. That leaves me here to do what I love: to write. (Thanks be to Creator).

The cellphone…or my cellphone, anyway, is an extention of myself. In the act of writing – or in this case, typing – the cellphone gives me another way of doing it.

There’s pen to paper. Pencil to paper. Crayon to paper. Marker to paper. There’s ink to paper. There’s computer keyboard to computer screen. And through this phone, it’s thumbs-on-keyboard to cellphone screen.

Isn’t it something?!? The options…πŸ’­

Before today, the ways I’ve posted on this site include:

  • typing content out onto a word processor, then copying and pasting it onto the site;
  • writing content out on to paper, transcribing content onto the computer’s word processor, then pasting onto the site;
  • NOW this way – straight onto the site via my cellphone.

I realize there are the good and bad to everything I do. Some thoughts that are coming up include:

  • There’s less time for you to double check.
  • The process of posting is a helluva lot simpler.
  • The possibilities… πŸ€“πŸ€€πŸ˜.

Anyway:

I acknowledge Creator – without Him/Her/It, nothing is; I acknowledge the Canadian and Treaty 1 Land I and my Peoples have been allowed entry and resources to live and prosper; I acknowledge our Elders who made their choices to leave their Motherland, sacrificed many aspects of their lives told and untold, and aimed to give the next generation better opportunities than they had; I acknowledge our various Peers from past and present who taught us lessons, showed us skills, and provided us with good comapny; I acknowledge the Growing Generations After Us who look to us for guidance, knowledge, and example – may you find, choose, and do what is GOoD.

How was this one, Dear Reader, for my first cellphone blog post?

JenπŸ•ŠπŸ’›β˜€οΈ.

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(71813130018102) God’s Deed

The dark says “Oh, you mean, God’s dead.”

I realize it’s there. But you know, just like a teacher responsible for a class of 20-something children, with that one child who seems to always have a joke or comment or a retort (is that a word?) of sorts, I’m learning that the dark side, or that unruly kid has a story he/she is covering up or a critical need that wasn’t met long ago.

So, dark side – God is NOT DEAD, but FULLY AND ACTIVELY LIVING. RIGHT NOW… as
I write this and as the snow falls on the ground outside. CREATOR LIVES.

Back to the subject matter: God’s Deed.

I was compelled to cook some palabok today. Palabok is the more fun counterpart of the famous filipino pancit. I write this because palabok IS a lot more fun. It has more colour. It has less veggies (I still like the veggies but sometimes salt and MSG and fats and meats are just SOOOO GOOOOOD).

[Playing: Don’t Apologize – Cheryl Fortune]

It has meats. It has seafood. It has eggs. Green onion. And…CHICHARON. Oh, squeeze the juice of kalamansi on top. And then to drink…the good ol’ Coca-Cola.

My mouth’s watering…and I already had two bowls of it!

You see what I mean? Palabok is a lot more fun. (I do have to say though – If you’ve got a list of allergies or dietary restrictions, palabok may not be the FUN for you)

[Playing: Never Alone – Tori Kelly]

Okay, let’s try this again: God’s Deed.

I’m not sure if you’ve read or guessed about the ever-growing distance that’s formed between my dad and I. But it’s there. Or more like… we operate (a lot of the times) on different wavelengths. Or… I speak a language and he speaks a different one… a language that was my life growing up but now realize (as an adult) that there’s some parts of that language that needs to … improve.

Despite this chasm, different wavelengths, different language (however you want to call it), I was given the task of packing some of the AWESOME palabok I made for lunch, and drop it off to my dad at his place of employment.

I tell you, Dear Reader, I was battling myself the entire time after I was graced with this task.

But I did it anyway. A white plastic bag containing: a green-lid tupperware containing the palabok, a sticky note that read “Have a Good Day, Dad,” a snack-bag filled with crushed chicharon, a can of Coke, a small bottle of water, and a napkin-wrapped fork – dropped off to my dad’s place of employment. (I could go on and on about that exchange, but I’ll save you the details).

It was the simplest and hardest task.

And I’m glad I did it.

[Playing: Only You – Bad Boy Remix — 112 ft. The Notorious B.I.G. & Mase]

I do have to admit, though, I balled like a fucking baby on my drive from my Dad’s place of employment to the girls’ school. I was trying really hard to keep it in.. and not to ruin my makeup.

But I just let it go.. opened the emotional dam.

How did it feel after?

Necessary.

After I was able to compose myself… or more like notice the song that was playing as I made that Northbound turn from Burrows to McPhillips, I chuckled…

A piece of Art by Jessica Reedy was playing:

[Playing: Put It On The Altar – Jessica Reedy].

God’s got a Supreme Sense of Humour. Trust me.

I think I’ll leave it at that.

I acknowledge Creator – without Him/Her/It, nothing is; I acknowledge the Canadian and Treaty 1 soil I and my people have been allowed entry and resources to live and prosper; I acknowledge our Elders who made their choices to leave their Motherland, sacrificed many aspects of their lives told and untold, and aimed to give the next generation better opportunities than they had; I acknowledge our various Peers from past and present who have taught us lessons, shown us skills, and provided us with Good Company; I acknowledge the growing generations after us who look to us for guidance, knowledge, and example – may you find and do what is GOoD.

Thanks for Reading, Dear Reader.

Jen.
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(41453130018102) Red

I was compelled to wear my red overcoat(?) today. Not sure if it’s called an overcoat, actually. I remember getting it, for sure, from a second-hand store a long, long time ago. I just can’t seem to remember if it was The Ruby Slipper on Sargent Avenue or if it was Value Village. I have a feeling it might be the former.

Anyway, I wore that red coat and I had a black pashmina which I used as a make-shift hood, and I also used my blue large umbrella that my Mom had given me a while ago.

You see, sometimes, when I get ready, I ask myself, where am I going? What area will I be in? Is that gang territory? Is it okay if I wear red here? Blue there? Yellow? Purple? (Can you guess where I grew up? ;))

Today was one of those days. But despite the hesitancy, I wore the red anyway. I carried that blue anyway. I also wore a green shirt and a black and beige printed pants.

[Playing: Meant To Be – Bebe Rexha ft. Florida Georgia Line]

You know what else I wore?

My cross.

[Playing: Close (Radio Edit) – Marvin Sapp]

What am I trying to say here? Hmmm…

One should be able to wear red, blue, green, purple, yellow, pink, orange, indigo, magenta without worrying about it too much.

I echo Jordan Peterson’s Rule 1 of 12 Rules for Life: An Antidote to Chaos:

“Stand up straight with your shoulders back”

… and to this, I add:

and wear your colour (whatever that colour is) πŸ™‚ .

That’s all I got for Red right now.

[Playing: Holy Spirit, You Are Welcome Here – Elevation]

I acknowledge Creator – without Him/Her/It, nothing is; I acknowledge the Canadian and Treaty 1 soil I and my people have been allowed entry and resources to live and prosper; I acknowledge our Elders who made their choices to leave their Motherland, sacrificed many aspects of their lives told and untold, and aimed to give the next generation better opportunities than they had; I acknowledge our various Peers from past and present who have taught us lessons, shown us skills, and provided us with Good Company; I acknowledge the growing generations after us who look to us for guidance, knowledge, and example – may you find, choose, and do what is GOoD.

Hey, you there. Hope you’re doing alright πŸ™‚ .
Thanks for being here.

Jen.
[dove][yellow heart][yellow sun]

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(25514130018102) Old School

[Playing: School of Old- Live — Run-D.M.C.]

There’s something about that piece of Art… or Expression… that’s so captivating for me.

[Playing: The Good Good – Snoop Lion]

Head bobbing. Hands and arms suddenly getting a life of their own and they’re waving in air like they just don’t care.

It’s old school (or is it old skool?) and it’s GOoD… like The Good Good. πŸ™‚
On this topic of Old School, I had left a comment on one of my classmates-from-grade-5’s Facebook thanking him for sharing a part of his story in bettering his Self. Grad e 5?!? That’s a long time ago… without doing the math… it’s probably getting closer to 20 years ago…

OR IS IT ALREADY 20 YEARS AGO?!?

The fuck?!? I swear to you, Dear Reader, I’m still negatively affected by some of my experiences from that time… today. Coz to me, when I remember those memories, it feels like it happened just last week.

BUT ALMOST 20 YEARS AGO?!?!

[Playing: Don’t Apologize – Cheryl Fortune]

I get it. And I absolutely can relate. And probably still going through it and probably will still go through it. Getting passed it takes time… and many other … things. πŸ˜‰

[Playing: Never Alone – Tori Kelly]

I’ve learned that the old school may bring up some really shitty memories and feelings but…in a particular level of being, Old School can be soooooo GOoD.

[Playing: (Insert Best Old Skool Expression that gets you putting your hands in the air like you just don’t care)]

Here’s mine. [Playing: Put Your Hands Up – Fat Man Scoop]

I acknowledge Creator – without Him/Her/It, nothing is; I acknowledge the Canadian and Treaty 1 soil I and my people have been allowed entry and resources to live and prosper; I acknowledge our Elders who made their choices to leave their Motherland, sacrificed many aspects of their lives told and untold, and aimed to give the next generation better opportunities than they had; I acknowledge our various Peers from past and present who have taught us lessons, shown us skills, and provided us with Good Company; I acknowledge the growing generations after us who look to us for guidance, knowledge, and example – may you find, choose, and do what is GOoD.

Thanks for, as the saying goes, kickin’ it wit me (That was fun to write.)

Jen.
[dove][yellow heart][yellow sun]

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(75843120018102) Playlist

Hello Dear Reader. It’s me again.

As you read this, this would have already been in the past.

[playing: Big Poppa – The Notorious B.I.G.]

Where was I going with this again?! Playlist. Yes, that’s right.

I am currently on a 90s/00s Hiphop Club Bangers trip.

[Playing: Get Ur Freak On – Missy Elliot]

I felt it was fitting, since it was Grocery Shopping Day today. Oh! Grocery shopping! I had to make it somehow enjoyable. πŸ™‚

The playlist is such a vital thing in my life. It’s like flowing goodness that brings life to the Ho-Hum of the day.

[Playing: Love Like This – Faith Evans]

What is it that I want to share with you about playlists, Dear Reader? Hmmm… let me think about that one…

I wonder what a DJ can guess about a person if he/she had access to a person’s current playlist. Can a DJ guess if a person is feeling sad? Scared? Angry? Happy? Sensual? Loving? Spiritual? Can the DJ determine where a person’s at in his or her life if DJ only Playlist Information?

I would definitely be interested in any DJ insight. Hey, Dear Reader, if you’re a DJ or know a DJ and you have nothing else to do with a particular set of time, check out my Spotify playlists “2018.10 LOTM” or “2018.09 LOTM” and lemme know if you can Analyze Me. (There’s no prize or anything… it’s just something for fun.)

[Playing: My Boo – Hitman’s Club Mix — Ghost Town DJs]

Well, I guess that’s it, Dear Reader. What does your playlist say about you? And are you brave enough to expose yourself? πŸ™‚

I acknowledge Creator – without Him/Her/It nothing is; I acknowledge the Canadian and Treaty 1 soil I and my people have been allowed entry and resources to live and prosper; I acknowledge our Elders who made their choices to leave their Motherland, sacrificed many aspects of their lives told and untold, and aimed to give the next generation better opportunities than they had; I acknowledge our various Peers from past and present who have taught us lessons, shown us skills, and provided us with Good Company; I acknowledge the growing generations after us who look to us for guidance, knowledge, and example – may you find and do what is GOoD.

Until the next one,

Jen.
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(85804120018102) On Homemaking

Hey, thanks for being here.

[Playing: Anywhere – 112]

I’ve probably spoken about this a hundred times already and if you’re tired of reading or hearing about it… please move on. But I’m going to be writing about Homemaking in this piece.

So my children have entered into the school system kinda full-time (I still pick up the girls and have lunch at home together – Too precious to let that one go just yet, and plus I cannot seem to explain to our financial Advisor (Me) why spending $45 or something a month on Lunch Program is necessary).

[Playing: Gimme Some More – Busta Rhymes]

This gives me from 9AM-11AM to fill in with something. 11-11:35ish is time for washing dishes from breakfast and cooking/preparing lunch. 11:40 – 11:50 is the time I leave the house to walk to the school to pick up the children.
From about 1:05 – 3:00PM, is writing time for me (since Oct. 1/2018… lets see how long this lasts).

So… on Homemaking.

It seems to me based on some of the intentionally and not intentionally ignorant comments I receive, people are under to impression that Homemakers have so much time on their hands and they don’t do anything.

I am learning to not be so affected by these ignorant comments. I understand that these are coming from people who OBVIOUSLY have not spent their days FULL-TIME raising little ones at home. It’s all good. #NoHardFeelings πŸ™‚ To each and their own.

I did some brainstorming yesterday…or was it this morning… not sure.. I just remember jotting down in one of my books a list of “Relevent Knowledge for Building a Balanced, Healthy, and Engaged Home”. Here’s what I came up with (to which I know there are more): HOUSEBUILDING & INTERIOR DECORATING; HOUSEKEEPING; CULINARY ARTS & BARTENDING; PARENTING; CHILD CARE; EDUCATION; FINANCE; SPIRITUALITY; PHILOSPHY; BUSINESS; THEOLOGY; TECHNOLOGY; PSYCHOLOGY; POLITICS; LAW & ENFORCEMENT; MEDICINE; HOMEOPATHY; CULTURE; SOCIOLOGY; MUSIC; PERFORMING ARTS; PHYSICAL THERAPY; ATHLETICISM; GARDENING; and so much more.

How do I know this? It’s because I spent the last 6 years trying to navigate through it. All my reading material and reflections fit in the listed categories.

As a Homemaker, you gotta be everything, know everything, be everywhere, and ensure you’re 110% to provide good service and care to your family.
I liken the role of Homemaker to being like God…read the Bible, you’ll understand.

And that is why the most important thing I’ve learned here at Home, is to PLACE GOD OVER EVERYTHING.

And that’s my shpeel about Homemaking.

[Playing: Temptations – 2Pac]

I acknowledge Creator – without Him/Her/It nothing is; I acknowledge the Canadian and Treaty 1 soil I and my people have been allowed entry and resources to live and prosper; I acknowledge our Elders who made their choices to leave their Motherland, sacrificed many aspects of their lives told and untold, and aimed to give the next generation better opportunities than they had; I acknowledge our various Peers from past and present who have taught us lessons, shown us skills, and provided us with Good Company; I acknowledge the growing generations after us who look to us for guidance, knowledge, and example – may you find and do what is GOoD.

Thanks for reading.

Jen.
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(62634120018102) What Is This?

What Is This?

 

I’ve been asked that before. What is this?

[Playing: Party Up – DMX]

Well, simply put, it’s a public outlet that shares pieces of my INTJ self.

The Self these days come in so many forms, shared in so many ways… that it really is difficult to summate a Self in one sentence.

I once came across this piece of media:

Japanese saying about faces

I find it exposing a truth that I’m familiar with.

[Playing: Back To Life – Soul II Soul, Caron Wheeler]

Let’s expose myself first.

I can say I do have a face that I show the world…especially new and unfamiliar environments. I can also admit that I have “a face” that various friends and family see and know. And yes, I do have “a face” that Hubby and the girls know and see everyday… and that’s the one that’s closest to how I truly am.

This here, what you’re reading right now, is also a “face”-form that I believe is the closest to who I am.

My difficulty and challenge is remaining aligned and courageous enough to keep all theses faces…ONE.

Now before you leave, Dear Reader, out of fear and disgust that I’ve just revealed some faces, understand that many others have these too. And it’s becoming very evident and prevalent in the mainstream medias. So be mindful.

[Playing: Honey – Mariah Carey]

So going back to the question What Is This?

 

Just pieces of Jen…J.

 

I acknowledge Creator – without Him/Her/It nothing is; I acknowledge the Canadian and Treaty 1 soil I and my people have been allowed entry and resources to live and prosper; I acknowledge our Elders who made their choices to leave their Motherland, sacrificed many aspects of their lives told and untold, and aimed to give the next generation better opportunities than they had; I acknowledge our various Peers from past and present who have taught us lessons, shown us skills, and provided us with Good Company; I acknowledge the growing generations after us who look to us for guidance, knowledge, and example – may you find and do what is GOoD.

 

Thanks for being here.

 

Jen.

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05222020018102

Dear Reader,

Jen, here.

I have something to share.

It’s a piece I had created here at the comfort and safety of my home… as the kiddies sleep.

I must let you know though, this piece is rough; very rough. If you’re expecting a CBC, Global, New York Times, Winnipeg Free Press- type article, you’re not gonna get that.

What you will get is… authenticity, silliness, and something built and shared on faith.

I’ve decided to share this unedited version because (1) I feel like it; (2) I wanted to demonstrate a true part of the creative process; and (3) my resources of human, money, and time are very limited. So I strongly encourage True Christian positivity when going through this piece.

So before I share it, I would like to acknowledge the following:

I acknowledge Creator – without Him/Her/It, nothing is; I acknowledge the Canadian and Treaty 1 soil, I and my people have been allowed entry and resources to live and prosper; I acknowledge our Elders who made their choices to leave their Motherland, sacrificed many aspects of their lives told and untold, and aimed to give the next generation better opportunities than they had; I acknowledge our various Peers from past and present who have taught us lessons, shown us skills, and provided us with Good Company; I acknowledge the growing generations who look to us for guidance, knowledge, and example – may you find and do what is GOoD.

Dear Reader, here it is:


#56 of “Monkey Brain – Part II”

It’s been a long while since I’ve written in here. But to you reading this, it’s just been one page. But for me the person writing, it’s been two months.

Time

I watched the trailer for the Quincy documentary on Netflix today and he stated (not in these exact words) that we have 26000 days to live and he’s going to push each one. This made me think “hey, does this apply to me?”

Let’s do the math if, you nerd, haven’t already calculated it. Twenty-six days divided by 365 days is … calculating … 71.23 years! 70 years!

They say (I don’t have a proper and reputable source for this) with the improvement of technology and knowledge of our human physical bodies, the human life span is reaching to the 80s (not the decade, but the number of years).

Where am I going with this again? [Yes, I am high…go ahead, arrest me ;)]

Ok, 71 years… or 80 years…there was a period of time when I wanted to make it to 100… but now that I’m writing this out … I don’t think I want to make it that long… That’s a fucking long time!

At that point, based on the growing generation that I’m seeing now… I don’t know if I should be trusting on that generation to care for my very slow and brittle and possibly forgetful physical body.

So… how many years is it gonna be?

Just got distracted by my music… #currentlistening “Walk Da Talk” – Walking on Water… I’m distracted.

So how many years is it gonna be? If I’m thirty something right now, and my children are in elementary, what of my children and my husband would I like to see? How old would I like to help my elders get to?

I have to be honest, I am high. I am so distracted by this “New Each Day” by Walking on Water that I don’t remember what I’m even writing about anymore.

This sounds so very 80s. and very amateurist… but I appreciate the courage of the artist(s) who published this piece of art.

Blasted… kinda …

Okay I cannot keep doing this… I don’t think creating a new playlist is a good idea when I’m elevated…[bankcommercial][bank commercial][bankcommercial]

[playing: We Control the Dice – Mantronix]

26000 days. Let’s say I make it up to 40000 days. 40 like the very significant number in the bible. What will 40000 days look like? 109 years! That’s a lot of time. Within a forty thousand day life span what’s that in relation to a family tree?

I don’t want to do the math [playing… Meant to be (Ft. Florida Georgia Line) Bebe Rexha] … playing [Close (Radio Edit) by Marvin Sapp]

Hey.. Dear Reader, how’s your family doing? How are you doing? How are doing with all those goals? Have you been able to cry it out? Scream it out? Run it out? How’s the changing of habits going? How ’bout the partnership? How are the children? How are your finances? How’s your relationship with God? Are you still lit in there? Or has the fire burning in your furnace gone out?

Dear Reader, if I have hurt you in the past or didn’t live up to an expectation that you had of me…I pray for your not-having-hard-feelings :). And if you do have the hard feelings, please go visit your closest dispensary and tell them you are experiencing feelings of hate, jealousy, and rage. I trust they will help ease those. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

10/17 is on it’s way here in the Canadian and Treaty One Land. As John Arbuthnot, of Delta 9, stated on the Sunday Panel at the Winnipeg Cannabis & Hemp Expo held at the RBC Convention Centre, “We have the chance to make it right.”

I agree.

[Playing: Don’t Apologize – Cheryl Fortune]

Thanks for being Dear Reader. May His Peace be with you.

[dove][yellow heart][yellow sun]

[Playing: Listen – Marvin Sapp]


 

So how was it?!? I have to tell you that I’ve been training my brain not to be so critical of the self, so if I were to answer this question…

… I’ll just leave it to you to answer. πŸ™‚

 

Anyway, that’s enough sharing for this INTJ. I gotta get to sleep.

 

Thanks again.

Jen

[dove][yellow heart][yellow sun]

 

[playing: For Your Glory – Tasha Cobbs]