Chronicles Of Chiney B

There are many places in Boston to get a good meal, but When I think of a good patty Juici Beef is the first place that comes to mind after all they are the original. Mothers comes as a close second. I hope I don’t get banned from Mothers after this. I have nothing but love for the patty game across the Caribbean, But nowhere nuh better than yard meaning Jamaica for those who don’t know. But mi live ah Boston and I’ve had patties from almost every Jamaican restaurants in Boston and hands down flames in Grove Hall has the best Jamaican beef patty. The temperature of the oven is Danm near perfect the patty is still juicy and not dry. Flavorful and nice. Not quite as flaky as only one but that’s the only place that I can say give them real competition. Shout out to the restaurant staff they have done a great job keeping the display clean and sanitary. The attitude of the staff is pleasant and very welcoming. They are fast and efficient moving you to checkout in a matter of minutes. I thro...

Travel I want to work and be able to have enough vacation time that I can travel to different places this year. Well maybe not this year, it’s already over.    My year will start in December and end in December. I am starting over from the beginning taking this year to focus on me and my powers and abilities. God grants each and everyone of us gifts that we connect with when we reach certain thresholds in our life. One thing is for certain you cannot run away from what is for you. Prepare your liquor of choice and a shot glass . I want so badly to be able to laugh at it all my misfortune but it’s hard so I figured, I’d fake it until it becomes funny. Who would you call when shit hits the fan if it’s him then, congratulations you love him. Take a shot, But what if there’s more than one, I would air on the side of caution and trust the one who came to your mind first. Now that, that’s out the way can we focus on this game, I mean article We all have issues. You attend church so ...

Oh how I love you with every bit of my being. You are an amazing person and everything about you screams perfection. I hear myself saying before I barf this delusion into the toilet. Personally I think I’m incapable of loving as deeply as I did in my teenage years. Your lack of phone calls once sent me into spirals of worry. Couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat until I knew you were home safe. Come to find out you were quite ok choking it up with the locals and even got a girl pregnant, Bajan Love.  What was wrong with me, I remember crying for hours on end and getting a lovely pep talk from my mom, it went something like this. “. Ah I see you’ve found love” much too early she was reluctant to say. “He may be the 1st but he won’t be the  last” WOW what a help that was.  Who would have thought my husband would come to top that. Sending me spiraling into my own demise right into a hospital. I’d love to give the hospital a 5 star review and talk about the lovely decor and the wonder...

  You're the only Tenn - I -C As the aircraft taxis down the runway I think back to my 1st time on an airplane. The iron bird. (I know that airplanes aren’t made of iron but humor me for a second) Will it crash into the ocean? Well at least I can swim, right. How long would I be floating in the ocean for? You know typical stuff that you think about before you fly. Or am I alone here? I mean think about it every time you fly, you have to be prepared for the absolute worst case scenario. Otherwise you wouldn’t do it, right? Houston we have Lift off! The feeling of the gravity against the wings of the airplane unimaginable but man has mastered it. With the help of other worldly being I’m sure. What is being held at Area 51? Human beings are incredible. God grants us these spectacular abilities to do remarkable things, but they have to be harnessed. Surround yourself with people who will hearken at the good qualities in you. People who will help you bring to fruition the natura...

  Capsules Tightly wrapped capsules. What if every pill you took wasn’t a remedy. What if they were just small collections of things that have yet to happen? Would the world work for me or against me. Am I filled with too many complexities that I don’t know my true self. Am I comedy in someone’s world. or a commodity? Do I want to be sold all around the world like a Relic; stuck in time or do I want to be free? And if so what will the real world look like. Would you travel the galaxy? Or would you rather stay strapped to the things you love? Are we all just afraid to let loose, and be ourselves too afraid of just being ourselves, whatever version that is, some of us just too afraid to let loose. Why do i fear so much? Should i eliminate every threat or do I wait until it gets close enough then like a doggy, pet it. Life’s good now sit, enjoy the show. Are we all animals in a petting zoo? Who’s raising your kids? Trust the IPad? Or trust god that the right things will find...

Today I’m alright. What I think and what I would like are often not the same thing. Why I have no idea. How do I connect all my senses so that I can feel like a complete individual? For a legit start I have to say good bye to my “husband” not because I want to but because it’s no longer safe to be with a man who continues to try and lock me away in your mind. Silence is a hell of a thing to break. So many women suffer abuse and control in many ways but do not speak on the things that make them feel less than human. There are times my husband makes me feel small, and I mean on a cellular level. Today I choose me. I don’t particularly know what that will look like yet in the sense of the choice but I know I can’t keep offering up my soul to be used as tribute for his damaged ego.  I look into my son’s eyes and I know he deserves more than I have been giving him. I cannot allow my husband to steal my chance at being his mom. I admit I have been weak because I was afraid of being Alone...

I was just sitting here thinking about property value and what causes a property to be profitable or not profitable. What's a stash house and how does one accidentally renovate a stash house? Do I have to go through probate court and find repossessed houses or do you go to a different department? I hope I didn't indirectly sink the property value of the houses in my neighborhood by wanting to sell drugs, I mean by wanting to turn it into a shelter. I'm working with father Bill's to see if they're interested in using my house to help others because clearly I'm not doing such a great job at holding onto the first house I've ever owned. Some people make this process seem so seamless but home ownership is a bitch. You have to cut your lawn(duh), change appliances, renovate, wash dishes, sweep regularly,weed up bushes, fix the furnace, and nothing sucks more than being stuck in the house with your child and only being able to watch paw patrol like all day....