Category Archives: Memories

Collector’s Items

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There is a man that periodically comes into the store where I work at and he prefers that the boxes of his merchandise be within perfect condition as he is a avid collector of a specific toy item.

There are many of us that have a fancy for certain things whether we plan on retaining them for their value later on in life or just for a personal delight and pastime or both.

Whenever I collected items like my Archie comic books-that I still order till this day-it was never with the intent to ever gain any money from them but to always have to keep and to enjoy reading whenever I felt in the mood to.

Photo that I took of my actual Barbie still in her package

When I use to work at JC Penney department store out in Garden City at the Roosevelt field mall about ten or eleven years ago and I use to off an on run to KB toy store and Toys r Us on my meal-break before I’d eat at my favorite restaurants I had purchased over fifty brand new Barbie dolls.

Currently I own well over a hundred of them including the ones that I like from the “Fashionista” selection.

Some of my lovely Barbies that I’ve collected still remain unopened within their boxes until I move into my new and bigger home in the near future where I will make a special gorgeous room to display them all in.

Another photo that I took of my actual Barbie still in her package

I haven’t bought any dolls lately it’s been two months I think now since I haven’t found any in particular that have caught my eye it is one of such of my fabulous hobbies that I enjoy though.

Two of the biggest loves of my youth-Puppies/Dogs and Barbie are still the loves that I share to this very today.

Full photo that I took of my actual Barbie still in her package

My very first full breed German Shepherd puppy that was named “Brownie” that I didn’t have for very long didn’t touch any of my toys but my second baby “Brandie” my beautiful mixed Shepherd/Collie breed that was seven to eight weeks old at the time tore up all of my Barbies and bit up the wire to my Atari set and certain other toys as little puppies often love to chew on things, the little sneak had waited until I went to sleep before she went to town on my playthings, nevertheless, I loved my puppy madly!

 

Bless The One Who Has Their Own

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retreivers“You know, a lot of people are jealous of you and your mother”, a woman acquaintance who visited my home from the old neighborhood told me to my face years ago.

I was at the age of ten at the time and she had come to sit and visit with my grandmother when she acknowledged this revelation to me as we sat next to one another on the couch.

I didn’t say anything in return as I listened and took the message in then relayed the information back to my mother when she had arrived home later in the day.

The news wasn’t anything that was foreign or that my mother hadn’t already known within her own knowledge and intuition as to the negative emotions of certain others especially of those who’d gossip and/or spread false rumor just to let out their apparent insecurities and resentments to be openly identified by those who could thoroughly analyze and recognize them.

The lady’s communication was just a confirmation to a validation.

So pathetic how the jealousy and envy had followed us for decades up until now with circumstance rubbing their noses into the fact that my mother was a more competent parent within intelligence and capability and that their children were incapable of ever measuring up to the caliber of what I have and am able to further achieve within faculty and accomplishment.

To Elude The Truth?

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felineIsn’t it something when sick people who are extremely jealous and envious of us try to relentlessly stop us within life then attempt to blames us when or if difficulty occurs knowing all along that they were behind the sabotage to begin with?

As they deliberately try to cause damage for us through their duplicitous methods of intervention whether by lies and/or manipulation of circumstance they actually believe that we ourselves are suppose to be the scapegoat?

It was often so strange to me how these type of people considered themselves to be clever within their ominous ventures as their undertakings have always appeared and proved to be rather transparent within the keenly focused mind’s eye especially when the subject of their scheme was well aware of their own obvious talents and skill and logical reasoning of natural probability for success.

The red flag is automatically raised when particular essence according to bestowal does not properly go into fruition, so who is the genuine culpable fool?

“The New Craze?!”

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eggAbout a little bit more than a month ago or maybe two months by now the department store where I work at received a shipment of “Hatchimals” the latest kid fad that had sold out immediately.

Everyday people continue to come into the establishment asking about these furry toy animals that eventually hatch out of a large size egg and I wondered was that all that this source of entertainment actually did, was hatch out of a decorated egg without doing anything else because that is what it appeared like to me as I watched a clip of advertisement regarding the Hatchimals on the news a while back.

When I first saw the product and the box that it came in up close and within person I didn’t see or understand what all of the fuss was about as the item really didn’t attract my attention then after witnessing a more attentive observation over the broadcast my opinion of the toy went even lower.

I cannot see purchasing over fifty dollars for this item or running around in a frenzy trying to gain possession of it the way people have been doing for their children, to me it is not worth the effort.

Every time we get a new shipment of Hatchimals people are standing outside the store before it opens to be the first one to beat out another since they sell out so quickly.

Just today when I left out from work this morning after doing an overnight shift before the store opened a lady was pacing back an forth in front of the store out in the freezing cold (the weather is very brisk here in New York right now) questioning me about these Hatchimals and informing to me that she has been there every morning waiting for the opportunity to get her hands on one of those “surprise hatch” toys as the buyer doesn’t know what selection of animal/fowl is going to come out from that egg!

So when I got home I finally went onto the Hatchimal website just to get a bigger picture of what this shit was all about all the while knowing that it couldn’t exactly be anything that spectacular as the hype was making it out to be. Okay, I found out that this item is an interactive toy and I watched the video on the site as to how the Hatchimal functions and I burst into laughter at this phenomenon.

eggsNow I could see if the children were making such a fuss over “Georgie The Interactive Puppy” as he is cute and cuddly and actually responds to twelve commands and over one-hundred interactions within a pup-like manner, even the “Calico Critters” are cute as they have been out for years and they don’t do anything but not this nonsense.

Georgie also cost over one hundred dollars but is often on sale yet I would purchase that interactive puppy before I would ever dream of wasting money on that Hatchimal crap, however, every generation has its craze. For me it was Barbie back then and to me she and all of her accessories was well worth it and when I was coming up back in the day it was the Cabbage Patch Kids that was driving everyone crazy, I had seven of them dolls when I was a child.

Lovely Mementos

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It is nice to look back and reminisce from the old days.

For the most part I come from a high class family with the exception of my father’s side. A few bad apples don’t spoil the whole entire family of generations and I am very proud of my lineage of strong and independent women and strong hardworking men yet I wasn’t able to post my grandmother’s large size fabulous family of relatives from Virginia so for now I’ll just post some of the beautiful memories of my grandfather’s before a few of the bad apples (his mother, his son when he got older, and his other daughter that I didn’t bother to post) became rotten.

LaToyaBrandieMe and my dog Brandie when we were both still babies she was such a cute pup!

My Mamma when she was pregnant with me she was so adorable

My Mamma when she was pregnant with me she was so adorable

AmandaFamily 2My great-grandmother holding my mother when she was a baby and my great-grandmother holding my mother and her brother when they were still baby youngsters..

Grandfather 2My grandfather and his dog when they were both still babies.

 

Sabette 1Sabette 2My great-aunt when she was young and old (My great grandmother’s sister).

Sabette 3

My grandmother, grandfather, mother, uncle and family.Family 1

My mother and her brother.Family 3

My grandfather with a colleague in the army.Grandfather 1

My great-grandmother and her sister (They actually come from a family of nine brothers and sisters).Amanda and Sabette

And my aunt Charise.Charise 1Charise 2

Vain Attempt! No One Can Bring Us Down!

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pathI received a message from some of my demonic devil-worshipping enemies who think that they are incognito.

They did not think that I would suspect them, however, I know exactly who they are and I know exactly where they are located and I know who they are affiliated with.

This is what they started off with:

“I wonder if you have the courage to read this post. You’ll probably delete it immediately, because you want to keep people in the dark about the truths in your life. Latoya, you say you hate liars. Well, here is some truth for you to chew on. There is not one lie here”.

They would be surprised to know that I know far more truth about them than the lies and exaggerations that they have falsely entertained upon me and upon my mother. I am an old soul with exceptional gifts, intelligence, and an excellent memory.

And I am far above any manipulation tactics by enemies in order to attempt to discredit and/or to destroy. The bullshit is over no one that actually counts is listening to their lies the truth is out about all of the years these people have tried to ruin my mother and I. They were able to get Catherine, Tina and Willie because they were garbage just like they were and they killed my grandfather. But I am a fighter, a survivor, a person of substance and I dare a piece a trash to try to take me down there is no way in hell they will ever succeed!

It is something how these sick people think that they know more about another person’s life better than they do when they actually don’t know anything at all. And what they think or believe no one over here actually gives a fuck. Patricia was never a crack-head and she damn sure was never a dope fiend who skin-popped or whatever that junkie shit. Nobody knows my mother better than me and if anyone wants to fuck with mama they are going to have to fuck with me!!!

But I guess that I don’t know what I am actually saying because according to them I am so deranged.

I also bet that they would be very disappointed to know that I had a genuine laugh off of everything that was written.

But of course that would be expected of me because I am so deranged.

Their addresses were a sincere reflection of themselves and absolutely not anything of me. I don’t even understand why they’ve wasted their time. Their sick mentality and extremely low to non-existent levels of intellect exhibited a sincere form of desperation and outcry.

But what do I really know I am just a basket ball who bounces off a wall so I guess that makes me “Off the wall, right?”

Now I come from a highly respectable, upstanding, well to do lineage from Virginia along with those who were and that are the owners of their very own businesses and who do not take any shit off of anyone, especially trash folk, and I am extremely proud of who I am related to and of the beauty and privilege that I extensively come from.

My enemies do not know these people and have never met these people because they do not deal with garbage and they are the types that if you fuck with one of their very own then you have to fuck with all of the rest of them and that is just how I am too.

But of course this is just all in my head because I am so deranged.

So why is all of the focus on Willie Jr, Tina and their father and mother? What do they have to do with me and what the fuck do I care?!  I don’t understand why they are criticizing them so harshly when they are just as much trash as they are and are indeed no better!

This basketball head of mine has just hit a slam dunk! And I don’t think that I am so deranged after all but I don’t mind to get crazy!

I don’t think that I’ll ever get crazy enough to be a prostitute/dyke and literally fuck both two of my own brothers and a nigger out in the snow then slit my wrist because another nigger did not want me like a bitch by the initials JAF did. That’s a family on 207st that I would consider crazy.

And what about the mother of the guy that JAF fucked out in the snow and how he ended up dead down in his own basement by a gunshot wound to the head that the detectives as well as rumor had speculated was done by another family member who lived there in the home? And also how the mother who was married use to fuck Najee, the manager of the supermarket around the corner of 207st.

I know a whole lot of shit! Real shit! My enemies don’t know who they are fucking with.

And I got a bit little more, the guy who JAF fucked out in the snows light-skinned brother caught herpes from a woman who lived across the street from where he use to live and then caught HIV from the the bitch that lived directly across the street from me.

I have plenty so don’t get me started!

And instead of worrying about me not having sex and not wanting to be with a man and worried about how nice my mother use to dress with her tap shoes that she should have tapped low-life asses in the face with my enemies all need to be worried about all of the diseases including the AIDS that they are carrying around.

Miss Patricia wasn’t crazy enough to catch what you all got!

doorAnd they (my enemies) are scared that is why so many of them are running to God and are trying to be so religious but God can’t help any of them all because they all did their dirt jumping and bumping around with everybody and talking shit and doing evil to other good people and now they have to reap what they have sowed.

So just go and die like dogs.

I hope that they continue to waste away morbidly because they all have something that the doctors can’t cure so of course I understand the need for them to take all of their frustrations out on good people who are clean and healthy and the devil is just waiting for all of their souls to reach down to hell.

I work in the health care field and personally know someone who works for the New York State Department Of Health And Hygiene and she said to me “You’ll be surprised who’s got what”.

I told her that “I already know”. And then I told her that they don’t have any sense and she said to me, “When they are all going down in the ground we’ll still be talking with our sense”.

(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2016/08/18/in-the-eye-of-truth/)

(https://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2016/08/18/lies-do-not-become-the-truth/)

 

 

 

 

I Feel So Flattered!!!

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Aw, my enemies are so jealous that I had such a great mother and that she has such a great daughter!kiss