I’m changing my name and moving to Puerto Rico. I am, henceforth, going to be called Angelica Diaz and my address will be 123 Calle de La Playa. Worry makes even a sunny day seem grey and foreboding. It makes me want to pack a bag and just put distance between myself and my problems….
Author: Angela
It’s All About Me..Right?
When your pastor finds a way to quote Freak Nasty in his sermon, you know you’ve found the right church. The message this week was on John the Baptist (dipper in literal translation, hence the pastor imagining John baptizing people saying “I put my hand upon your hip, when I dip, you dip, we dip”)….
What’s Your Superhero Name?
We all love a good superhero story. Someone steps out of obscurity, scared to go to battle but armed with secret powers and a sense of duty. He swoops in, putting his own life at risk, to save the people from the evil plot of the nefarious villain. There are suspenseful fight scenes, and once…
I Am Loved
“God never closes a door without opening a time portal to 1996”. ~Somewhere in the Bible (Message Version) Last week I vowed to quit wasting my time flirting with Mr. Wrong. There was one great date, and maybe some long-time-coming kissing, but all in all I knew he was not a godly man, despite the…
Works for Me: Angela on Fitness
Meet Dolvett. Ok, pick yourself up off the floor and meet Dolvett. (Cue En Vogue’s “Whatta Man”). Dolvett Quince is one of the personal trainers from NBC’s “Biggest Loser”: a television show where contestants compete to shed the most pounds by the end of the season. It is motivational, and having an intelligent, polite trainer…
Tellin’ It Like It T-I- Is
I am not a great Christian. I have a fondness for the word “mofo”, I suffer from road rage, and my downfall has always been sexy black men. Thankfully, I love a God who shows himself strong in my weaknesses. I don’t actually curse (that much), I seldom use communicative hand gestures on the highway,…
Rhymes with Nope
Can sex outside of marriage be in the will of God? Look, I’m right there with you wishing the answer was “yes”. We could go back and forth all day about why your situation is different, or how unfair God is for making me wait, but it comes back to one point: God says no….
Light It Up
I am confident this is going to be a great month. When I first decided to make February my month of Gratitude and Joy, I figured God would allow my arm to fall off or that suddenly Netflix would reveal the Gilmore Girls Reunion Episodes were nothing but a cruel hoax. Instead, I am seeing…
Gratitude is the New Complaining
Here’s a list of things I’m not grateful for: 1. My best friend moving to Tanzania. 2. Ratchets (ghetto people who eat in my restaurant, send back their Cajun Jambalaya Pasta, and tip me with loose change and pocket lint.) The standard is twenty percent, not twenty cents. Ya heard? 3. 17 feet of snow….
I’m a Survivor (Snowbody Does It Better)
Hi, sweet friends! I’m coming to you live from the couch, halfway through another day of refusing to drive in the aftermath of Snowpacalypse 2016. My car took Bronze in Ice Dancing at last year’s Olympics, so I thought we’d wait this one out another day. I sure am grateful for heat and blankets and…