Mackgurl's Musings

In the stillness of her bedroom, alone in the dark, in the quiet...she tests her voice...her words...unsure of the delivery but so wanting them to be heard...to be felt... “Love?” She whispers on a breath she didn’t even realize she was holding...”Love?” She says a little louder but only just...”I miss  you...tonight, when you close your eyes to sleep come find me...I will be waiting for you when I close my eyes to dream..."

Hey Hey Hey. Guess what? I was have secured another guest for the WHO ARE YOU? series! Whoop Whoop!!! Exciting right? I knooooow!!! Get this - this week's guest's name is SHAFT! Mackgurl:  Good evening, Mr. Shaft. Shaft: And hello to you baby, but it's just "Shaft". Mackgurl: (Ooohh la la) Alright then, Shaft... Shaft: Sho' yo' right Mackgurl: LOL Well, thanks so much for joining me today and letting me borrow you for this interview. Shaft: The pleasure is all mine. Mackgurl: (Whoa, is he doing that caramel-coated chocolatey voice thing on purpose???) Ahem, alright well let's get right to it. So, what do you Shaft? Shaft: That is a loaded question with many, many answers. You sure you can handle them? Mackgurl: (Hmm, I, well, ooh...) LOL ok ok no seriously, tell us what you do? Shaft: LOL alright, Mackgurl...I'm a retired Steward that enjoys life! Mackgurl: A Steward? So tell our readers, what does a Steward do? Shaft:  Well I retired fr

Hey blogoverse! Have you ever found yourself in a situation where it just seems that no matter what you do it just isn't enough? Maybe you thought it was enough for you but maybe not so much for the people in your life? An example? I'm so glad you asked. Say for instance you are in a relationship with this great guy/girl. I mean they literally make you smile just when they run across your mind. The problem is they don't quite have the same feelings about you. While you would do and have done so much to make them happy - meanwhile all you hear is criticisms. Oh some are subtle - "you know, you'd be really pretty with straight hair."  Some not so much - "why are you always reading? How many books does one person need! Ugh, don't you do anything fun? Man, you are so boring. All you ever do is read, watch tv and write in those notebooks. You never get drunk, you don't do drugs..why don't you live a little for Pete's sake!!!  You have to do som

  Someone asked me the other day " hey, don't you ever get tired of being so happy and positive all the time? How can you be so NICE?" I was thrown! Ok maybe not completely since I've heard a little about this before. "You always have a smile on your face...you're so happy...you're so NICE to EVERYBODY...I really like talking to you...thank you for being so kind...-it's rare" Even though I've heard these comments before, it still surprises me a little. Not that people think I'm nice but that so many people experience the opposite - often enough that they are shocked enough to comment. Makes you, ok me, wonder why are so many people not nice? Just plain old mean? How do they get that way? Can't make me believe that people are born that way...hmm course i have a seen pictures of newborn babies with some pretty mean mugs. Looking like they've been here before and experienced all the atrocities of life ALREADY!  But really - why?  May

Out of the blue, you appeared in my life... Like the sun, peeking from the clouds after a storm So bright, you seemed to glow and radiate such  warmth. In your presence, well... I feel your care, your VOICE , your SMILE ... How can I possibly feel your VOICE ?! How can I feel your SMILE? ! Am I crazy? When I'm with you, well... I hear your heart, I hear your EYES ... I hear your EYES !  Am I crazy?! I thought that if I admitted... At least to myself, t hat I liked you - a little, it  would help. But, no, I still feel your SMILE caressing my lips - when I'm alone. Maybe I am crazy? I figured if I admitted... At least to myself, that I liked you more than a little, that would be enough. But no, I can still feel your VOICE surrounding me - when I'm alone. OH GOD, I must be crazy?!! I hoped that if I admitted... At least to myself, that I love you - a little, it would stop these crazies! But no, I can still hear your EYES talking to me - when I'm alone. So today, I stan

Can you feel me... My arms, wrapped tightly around you... My face pressed tightly against your chest... Can you feel me... Listening to the melodic rhythm of your heart beating... Can you feel me... My pulse increasing as I take deep breaths, inhaling your woodsy cologne... Can you feel me... Breathing you in deeply, sighing while exhaling... Can you feel me... My lips trembling as they brush against yours... I can feel you, baby... Tell me... Can you feel me?  

It's raining here now ...  Candles are set and lit... Dancing flames flicker and glow... Hints of lavender and orchids fill the room... On the couch, a throw tossed lightly over my feet...  And here I lay... Reading, thinking, wondering...imagining... What could be, what I hope will be... One day...

Hi Baby...Hi Love...Hey Hun...Babe? Those words are bandied about a lot . To some, those words may seem casual but to me they mean much much more. They are words that  show how deeply you've ingrained yourself in my heart.  My constant source of smiles... You are a fountain overflowing with hugs, laughter, security and most of all love. I wish so much that you were here... Here with me... My hand in yours, your lips on mine.  It would be pure bliss... But you're not here...Not where I can hold you, cuddle with you... But you're not here...Not where you can hold me, snuggle with me... No... you're not here...you're there... Hmmm, I wonder...no I'm actually fairly certain... THERE...Wherever you are right now...In that place, in that moment of time... I know that THERE has no idea how lucky it is to have you.

A house built with straw A house built with sticks We know how the story goes Quickly thrown together A few flowers, a few kisses, a few sweet words And then the wolf takes a deep breath A house built with straw A house built with sticks We know how the story goes The wolf begins to blow Exhaling puffs of anger, huffs of misunderstandings Stirring your hurt feelings and making you run A house built with straw A house built with sticks Is no match for a house built with bricks It's foundation is strong Built on friendship, laughter Spending time together, learning one another It can withstand a hurricane of tears It can withstand the tides of raised voices A shelter from the huffs of disappointments But it takes more time to build It takes more care, more effort Ensuring that the foundation is set A house built with straw A house built with sticks A house built with bricks We know how the story goes Now, which house do you prefer? And which house will you choose to build?

I have always believed that if you live long enough you will learn many many things. Some good, some not so good and some downright awful. Either way, those things you learn it's up to you what you do with that knowledge. You can use it to help someone, help the world-at-large (say for instance you learn how to IDK make/utilize something that helps with pollution IDK but you know what I mean, lol) Or you can use it help/better yourself. Oh come on, there are tons of self-help gurus and books and videos and classes, etc. that you can visit/read/watch/attend that are slated to help you, well, BETTER YOURSELF . And why not? unless you're a complete NARCISSIST,  who doesn't want to be a better version of themselves? It helps not only you but the people that you grace with your presence 😁 Sometimes though, these things you learn...these LESSONS ...aren't always pleasant. You may find out things about yourself that you weren't aware of, things that you can choose to eit

Quick game - Choose one of the songs listed below and use it in your best catchphrase of what you would say to your future boo. Today's group -  SILK   (I don't own the rights to the songs or image from the album cover) 1. IF YOU (LOVING ME) 2. MEETING IN MY BEDROOM 3. LOSE CONTROL 4. FREAK ME 5. LETS MAKE LOVE 6. I CAN GO DEEP 7. HOOKED ON YOU 8. GIRL U FOR ME 9. SEXCELLENT 10. PLEASE DON'T GO 11. BACK IN YOUR ARMS 12. WHAT KIND OF LOVE IS THIS 13. NOW THAT IVE LOST YOU 14. DONT KEEP ME WAITING 15. AHH Here's mine: AHH, I've planned something for us baby, something SEXCELLENT - a MEETING IN MY BEDROOM for just the two of us. So P LEASE DON'T KEEP ME WAITING for you to FREAK ME. IF YOU (LOVING ME) , go ahead and LOSE CONTROL and LET'S MAKE LOVE . Damn, baby, WHAT KIND OF LOVE IS THIS ?! I'm already HOOKED ON YOU. PLEASE DON'T GO , luv, not yet. I just want and need to be BACK IN YOUR ARMS for a little while longer... Well, what do you think? Y

Ok so I love a challenge. This was a social media challenge from a group that I'm in. The object of the challenge, was to come up with a rap based off the photo.  And here's my response Walked up to the table, fork at the ready 'bout to chow down on this plate of spaghetti. Had to pull my gun on the chef that made it. How you gonna serve a boss some noodles that's naked? He stared down the barrel as I clicked the hammer He was real mad nervous and started to stammer. Ma'am they said you were the lady in charge That your patience was small but your pockets were large. They said you were the mac and since you were the boss  I guess I just figured you'd have your own sauce. I couldn't be mad, 'cause the chef had a point  I said this here spot is now my new favorite joint. Sketti wasn't right so there wouldn't be a tip But at least this man knew that I had the drip. So, what do you think? LMAO!

Your hands… exploring… your fingers… searching and finding… t he gravity at the center of me that holds me down… one touch launches me… the second touch s ets me free… i nto the heavens… seeing stars and feeling moon dust.

Snuggled in these arms of yours they hold me close and tight...not to hurt or restrict but to reassure me that all is well... that here it’s okay to take down my walls... that here in the shelter of your arms, listening to the music created by the beating of your big warm heart I am safe... I am home.