Twinkle Toes

Dedicated to CC’s lovely darling goddaughter who started her new dance classes this weekend. CC loved those days, new leotards, silky shoes, silver taps, ruffles and steps. And pink toes. And she loved it too 🎉💗~Dance baby

*photo taken at Edge School of the Arts, Laurelton, NY

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take yo passion (part 2)

 

 

 

 

 

To all my writers in LA, this pitch-slam competition for novel or screenwriters comes to your town tomorrow. Take advantage, west coast crablings 🙂 ..CC would be amazed to see this in NYC..xoxo

With this world we’re living in today,   is it one where you just —> Do It …. or exist?

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chappelle’s show

~mr funny man?~
D.C. is back at it this month with several performances at Radio City Music Hall. I Covet. Want. Need. OK, would adore tickets.
It wasn’t always this way. I remember when the show first came on.
I was mad at him.
Not because I wasn’t cracking up, but because I had to go to out into the world the next day, to work. And it seemed somehow that every… person…. thought it was both ok and cool to say ‘ni**a’. In the context of repeating his lines of course. But still I was mad at him. Thk u.
Some people held that ‘g’ just a little bit longer than required. ‘Ni*******a’…. And who could get mad? He made it okay right?

But then…when he walked away from it all…CC wondered if it was that he…

Recoléta

CC was engaged in a conversation the other day… that brought back memories of a trip taken with crabbyG.Hubby. Over our 17 (!!!:) year friendship he has created some of the best times of just living. You don’t have to think, just follow. So one year we jumped on a plane to the beautiful country of Argentina. He dipped our time in glitz and glamour, as crabbyG.Hubby is known to do..and things were going great…until I brought up dinner theater.
Wait..what? Yes, I said..no way am I coming to the birthplace of tango and not seeing it! He barely agreed after we learned what we had to do to get there.
And the side eyes I got as we drove past the city, the pink house, the cemetery, and through the slums were genuine and authentic 😏🌟. But oh well. That show was breathtaking…and we got to go backstage and meet the dancers (we famous)
…When the show was over it was a life changing moment… and something to never forget. Even if he said I mostly loved it for the costumes, lol. Ciao 😉

~CC
W.w.W

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20131216-123702.jpgA short story, by CC

For everyone in NY…snow is so gorgeous when it falls…except when it’s time to clean it! Maybe people know..that this place holds a piece of CC’s heart ..it’s really hard…but worth it for everything CC didn’t even know was possible. yay. Continue reading

5 Things…random thoughts for today

5…CC doesn’t appreciate when people use the Bible to justify selfish motives and hateful thoughts. It’s like someone drank a tall cup of judgment and just spit out some scripture. Not cool. But how do you say that to your friend?

bflies4…Was ~relax, relate, release ~ not the best advice ever?

3…Can we discuss this R. Kelly and those leather pants/leggings?

2. CC wonders if you have ever felt it is possible to not be alone soemtimes, but still feel lonely

..however..

1. I am alive today to write this…with someone, somewhere alive and well enough to read it..and for that I am thankful

CC

Brittany Quotes of the Day. Happy Friday ~CC

Brittany: I have pepperoni in my bra.
Santana: Those are your nipples.

Will: Who can tell us what an anthem is?
Brittany: The bottom of an ant’s pant.
Will: So close.

“ Tough love feels a lot like mean.”

“You look terrible. I look awesome”

It looks like a Jewish cloud. *petting Jacob Ben-Israel’s hair*

Beiste: Dr. Jones said the new end of world date is April 7, 2014
Brittany: That gives us like two whole years of giving love and brutal honesty to everyone we know

“I thought you were going to tell me that I was an idiot and that’s bullying and I won’t tolerate that”

When MotherCrab is Right….Mamacita is finally happy that I am listening to her. She wants me to do it her way. ‘Picket fence’ I am reminded. As she pointed out, its not like my way is the best way. Hearts are foolish. Ok Ma. V. good advice, lol……She is right that any woman would die for that. I’m sure alot are. So wish CC luck later. I may let her win.

Moonchild

Sometimes when the moon is full CC starts to miss the people she loves the most. One of them is her pumpkin Alex 🙇

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When we get to see each other he is like my shadow….. so I remember the time when he was half baby- half l’il man.. the sky was clear, and I was able to see the man in the moon, the ‘face’…I said ‘Alex, can u see it??’..At first he did the usual smart mouth ‘yeah right’, but then he stopped and said ‘whoooooooa Auntie, I see it!!!’ I don’t care how big he ever gets, that was one of the best little Alex lovebites ever. If you can see it tonight, it’s beautiful❤ CC

Grannies

9/1/13 ~RIP Netta~ 😘

In one of those almost perfect afternoons, one of my besties and I met up today for one of those shopping/ebrunching adventures..where it’s just the 2 of you and you can hit on every single topic from men to work to clothes to …grandmas? CrabbyFriend is struggling with finding a suitable caretaker for her aging grandma. Grandma who raised her when her parents were going through drama and mayhem as she tried to grow up. So now she is physically unable to handle the day-to-day and we tried to figure out how in the world you pick someone for a job that they could never EVER do like you would. It got me to thinking, what about my mamacita? And the generations of women that came before us.

I never got to meet my grannie and she never got to meet me. As a newbie to this country, and not yet a citizen, it would take my mother 6 months after I was born to get all the necessary clearances, stamps, rolled-eyes, and paperwork in place. My grandma died suddenly of a heart attack within 5. Mom’s paperwork was then expedited :-/.

To this day, mamacita has not gotten over that….I think she would have been grateful for a chance to take care of her over time vs. the sudden loss, but we don’t talk about it anymore….that will always remain openly painful for her.

And even though I tried to reassure her, and I have the stories to rely on, I sure wish I did have Molly. What would she have told me? Would she have me schpoiled? Would she be a disciplinarian? Would we have secrets? Would we laugh and giggle? Would she finally tell me why mom is so Type A? Show me the shoes with no sole that mom allegedly walked 5 miles to school in the snow in? (Because there is SO much snow in Trinidad you see). Was she there those times I cheated all those close calls? Was she happy? And is she proud?

I don’t know. But I know I love her.

~CC

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Vintage Molly