The Fantastically Demonic World of Nila N. Brown

Hello my Lovelies! Yes, I'm living up the promise of posting more in my blog and will try to do so every Sunday evening...after The Amazing Race and Real Housewives of Atlanta. Don't act like I'm the only one... Anyhoo, here we go! Here’s the truth of the matter – I’m a fat chick.   Not a “Fluffy Diva,” not a “Thick N Baby,” or any other adorable names people use to make it sound all cute and cuddly.   I’m a fat chick.   Oooohhh…I’m supposed to crawl in a corner and cry my eyes out over a gallon of Chunky Monkey, a double whopper with cheese and a small diet Coke now, right?   WRONG!   To hell with what you think, I love me. Like I said in my last blog entry, if I could marry myself, I’d be on my honeymoon. Do I want to be overweight?   Hell naw!  Who really does?   I don’t know anyone who looks in the mirror and say, “yeah…jumbo size…that shit is HAWT!”   Any woman who looks you in the face and says that is eith...

Hello my lovelies! Dang Blogger!  It took me FOREVER to figure out how to get in here to update!  Change...not always good, dammit! Anyhoo, as we careen towards the end of the year, I have to take stock in all that’s happened for me this year and when I say this, I mean all the best things that have happened.   I could focus on the turbulent way the year started but then that won’t do anything but raise my pressha and believe me, I’m sick of wallowing in the Misery Chick thing.   I’m not a drama person.   I really hate being mixed up in it but it’s done and it’s time to move on.   I’m a lover of life and fun and I try to be as upbeat and as positive as I can without looking like the psychotic mental patient that I am.   I wake up every day with a renewed sense of purpose and hope, and I’m thankful to be able to breathe the fresh air.   As I love saying, it’s best to wake up an inch above the dirt rather than six feet under it.   ...