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About La Cracha Handy

My name is La Cracha Handy. I started blogging 7 years ago. I am currently building my brand as an independent author-publisher of nonfiction books on relationships and parenting. My first book, Leaving the Hidden Path: Motivational Guidance for Women with Young Children Considering Divorce, will be released in the spring of 2022. I am also a pop culture geek. I read and collect comic books, play Pokemon Go, and build model rockets. I love Star Trek: The Next Generation and Doctor Who. My name is prounced "Lacrisha."

I Created My Own Challenges

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I am so tired of seeing all these challenges suddenly appear all over the internet.  You can find one million challenge posts per second, on Facebook.

The weather where I am right now is cold and rainy, and people are getting sick (I’m on day 5) from the sudden temperature change, as always.  So I really don’t want to see anymore ice challenges.  It was okay when it was 90+ degree weather out last week.  But it’s in the low 40’s.  Maybe a bucket of warm water challenge?

I have seen so many people on my social media pages post pictures of either themselves, or their children, doing some kind of challenge.  Then they’ll challenge someone else.

Funny.  My household ran a 50/50 raffle last summer, as a fundraiser for Tuberous Sclerosis Complex Walk for a Cure, Michigan chapter.  My 8 year-old son has this rare disease, and not only did I publicly post the fundraiser on my Facebook page, I sent a group message to nearly 30 people that I carefully selected.  I got no more than zero dollars.

But guess what?  Some of those same people are posting pictures of the ice challenge, and whatever-else-the-hell-challenge.

So, since everything is a challenge these days, I decided to come up with my own.  And since everyone is different, I came up with several challenges.  Be careful though, some of you will fall into more than one challenge, and that’s okay too.

Here is my list of challenges.  See which one(s) you fit into and get to work.

  1. Stop complaining
  2. Stop having to have the last word
  3. Don’t use the word nigga when hanging with your homeboys
  4. When joking around with others, stop calling them retarded
  5. Go to a nice dine-in restaurant and try eating something different
  6. Make sure your house is in order before you talk about someone else’s
  7. Book that always talked about, but never done it, family vacation in another state
  8. Read a book instead of talking on the phone
  9. Spend time at your local library.  Have kids?  Take them with you.
  10. Visit a nursing home
  11. Volunteer at a soup kitchen
  12. Donate to charity
  13. Spend time outdoors with your kids.  Don’t sit down while they play.  Get up and play with them.
  14. Plan and book that trip to wherever it is you’ve always wanted to go.  Go solo if you have to.
  15. Register to vote
  16. Give someone a compliment (also suggested by a fellow blogger)

Tough huh?  I will be adding more challenges as I think of them.

Let me know how you’re doing!

 

Celebrity Nude Pictures: Who Cares?

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Who cares about celebrity nude pictures?  Seriously, who?  NOT ME.

I have read several headlines, over the past few days, about celebrity nude pictures that have supposedly been leaked to the public.  But I have no idea what was in those articles because I didn’t read them.  Not even a sentence.  Angelina Jolie, Jennifer Lawrence, Victoria Justice.  There are other names, I just don’t remember.  And I’m not going to try to remember because I just don’t give a damn.  I only know the three women mentioned above, because I just read a tweet on Twitter, thus prompting me to type this random rant.

Celebrity nude pictures.  SO THE F**K WHAT?

I have a husband and two sons.  I see nudity all the time.  I have a paralyzed brother.  Nudity there.  I also work at a hospital in an Emergency Department.  Nonstop nudity there.  Patients are either undressing themselves to prepare for the doctor and nurse exams, or we’re cutting the clothes off those that have been rushed in.

Celebrity bodies are no different than us unknowns.

MEN:  If you’re obsessing over these articles, or trying to see these alleged photos, then I suggest you find yourself a woman and love and obsess over her.

WOMEN:  The same goes for you.  If you’re one of those gossipers that’s breaking your neck to see if these pictures really do exist, then you need to get yourself a man and keep yourself occupied.

Out of all what’s going on in the world right now, most of the headlines have to do with celebrity nude pictures.  So I’m going to end with this:  SO THE F**K WHAT?

 

Trust

Random Silliness,

WOW.  If you can’t trust your own family, then who?  I share silly talk with everyone, and stuff that I don’t care if it’s repeated or not (even when I say “Don’t tell anyone”).  But I keep my personal life to myself, that way I don’t have to get that knife in my back.  If I was a plumber, I would fix all of those leaky faucets.

Family Tree

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I recently read a post, on a social media site, about taking time to reconnect with family members that you haven’t seen or talked to.  And that if the lack of communication continues, a branch is broken from the family tree.

I would like to take the time to say that branches from my family tree broke off, and blew away with the wind a long time ago, and I am okay with it.  Over the years I have learned that no matter how hard you try, some things just cannot be fixed.

I Listen To One Direction And Justin Bieber, So What?

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White female:  Girl what was that you was jamming to in your truck?  You was all into it, singing and bobbing your head.

Me:  Oh, I was listening to my Maroon 5 cd.

White female:  Oh my gosh, you know you’re not white, right?

Me:  Yes I know.  But um, you know you’re not black, right?

White female:  What do you mean?

Me:  Well, you did go to that Ludacris concert, did you not?

That was a brief conversation from two years ago.

I don’t listen to “black” music, I listen to MUSIC.  I really don’t care what color the artist is, it’s the words and the beat that matters.

Back in my carefree days, I listened to Run-DMC, Public Enemy, LL Cool J, Geto Boys, Too Short, N.W.A., 2 Live Crew, and others.  I had no responsibility.  No one to take care of but myself.  I had all the time in the world to tootsie roll and drop in my daisy dukes.

But my tastes changed to coincide with my changing lifestyle.  I am now a wife, mother of two young boys, work a full-time stressful job, and the legal guardian of my paralyzed brother.

I work 12-hour shifts, getting off at 1:30 a.m.  My youngest child is special needs, so I’m often on edge.

When driving home from a busy and tiring day at work, or trying to relax after handling my son’s meltdowns,  I want to hear words like:

You’re insecure, don’t know what for,
You’re turning heads when you walk through the door.
Don’t need make-up,
To cover up,
Being the way that you are is enough.

Everyone else in the room can see it,
Everyone else but you.

Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to tell,
You don’t know,
Oh, oh,
You don’t know you’re beautiful.
If only you saw what I can see,
You’d understand why I want you so desperately,
Right now I’m looking at you and I can’t believe,
You don’t know,
Oh, oh,
You don’t know you’re beautiful.
What Makes You Beautiful – One Direction

And words like:

As long as you love me,
We could be starving, we could be homeless, we could be broke.
As long as you love me,
I’ll be your platinum, I’ll be your silver, I’ll be your gold.
As Long As You Love Me – Justin Bieber

These are the types of songs that I listen to during my hectic moments, which is almost always.  They are rejuvenating, and helps with winding down.

I know that my butt is big, so I don’t need Jason Derulo to tell me it’s like two planets.  And bands don’t make me dance.  Music makes me dance.  Sorry Juicy J.

Don’t get me wrong, I listen to the above artists, but on my way to work, and on my days off.  I can’t listen to party music when I’m tired and stressed out.

Just to add fuel to the fire for the haters, I’m liking American Authors right now.  I listen to Best Day of My Life almost on a daily basis.

So what is the point of this blog post?  Nothing really.  I just wanted to vent off that I can listen to whatever music that I choose.

Racist Tweet, Bad Joke, Or Neither?

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I read a tweet last night that I found to be very distasteful.  It was a racist tweet, but of course the author of that tweet didn’t see it that way.  You see, Twitter is no different from any other social media site, personal website, or blog.  There are a lot of people out in cyberspace that feel they can say whatever they want, and not be held accountable, or called out on it.  I am referring to trolls, everyday people, and celebrities.  NO ONE IS EXCLUDED.

I instantly unfollow those on Twitter who tweets negatively about racism, discrimination, religion, politics, belittle their followers, block their followers because they “feel like it” (after talking rudely to them), and whatever else I feel I don’t want cluttering my Twitter feed.  Last night was no different.

One of my now EX-FAVORITE wrestling entertainment superstars, Gregory Shane Helms, aka The Hurricane, posted a tweet I did not find to be funny at all.  It was a bad joke.  Rude, disrespectful, and racist.  Sure, people interpret things differently, but we need to be considerate of others when talking, tweeting, Facebook, Tumbling, and whatever other modes of communication we use while on the internet.

This is Helms‘ first tweet.

tweet1

Of course when I read it, I immediately thought, “What the hell?”  Did Hurricane just say that?  He later posted the tweet below, but this time I commented.

tweet3

I got what I expected, a defensive response from Helms.  I expected that type of response just from the tone of his second tweet.  He actually said that people are racists if they think his tweet meant just “black folk.”  How are we racists?  He’s the one that made that insulting tweet.

He also told me to not think the worst.  Really?  So just what in the hell am I supposed to think?  Ape is a racial slur towards blacks.

Black people have been called apes, monkeys, and gorillas for centuries, so exactly what is he saying?  That tweet reminds me of that “I’m not racist but” phrase.

As a black female that suffers from PTSD, anxiety, and depression from an assault by a white man who made racist and derogatory comments towards me while trying to choke me, and succeeded at knocking me upside my head, I definitely found Helms’ tweets hurtful.  But that assault was nearly four years ago.  So I would have found that tweet to be insulting years before then, at an early age when I began to learn about racism and racial slurs.

I thought back to a few years ago, when I was playing a game of online Uno on Xbox.  A man with a white avatar greeted me (my avatar is black and looks just like me) with a “Hey nigger.”  He thought he could say whatever he want and get away with it.

So what did I do after I read Helm’s response?  Look at that second tweet again.  On the right-hand side you will see an image of a person and a plus sign.  White background.  If you’re not a Twitter user, then I will tell you what that means.  It means I UNFOLLOWED him.  If I was still following him, the background would’ve been blue.  It’s not worth the stress.

I would say that I can’t believe he tweeted those comments, but I would be lying.  People of all socioeconomic statuses make crude comments everyday.  I hear it all the time in the workplace and in other public places.  I don’t care what people say in private, but publicly, we need to choose our words wisely.  And not get an attitude when called out on our bullshit.

This type of behavior happens everyday, especially by celebrities who really think they can say and do whatever they please without any consequences.

Up until I read those tweets, Gregory Shane Helms was one of my favorite wrestling entertainment superstars.  I was crazy about him on WWE, and I especially liked his storyline with Molly Holly.  That quickly faded.

When a person makes a racist comment in public, and gets defensive when called out on it, then I lose all respect for that person.

The tongue is the most dangerous weapon of all, and those tweets hurt like hell.

I run an honest blog, so everything I type are my honest thoughts and opinions.