Tag: Fun

Photos From This Past Weekend

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Saturday morning capture: Basement flowers. Saturday, April 05, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Saturday morning workout. Saturday, April 05, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Caison hustling for the ball during his soccer game. Saturday, April 05, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Just a little hustle toward the ball. Caison Michael. Saturday, April 05, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Caison Michael: running down the field after scoring their team’s first goal! Saturday, April 5, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
A bit of hustle never hurts anyone. Lol. Saturday, April 5, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
THEY WON! 3-1. Good game! Saturday, April 05, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
I finished reading this book Sunday evening. It is a light read with an overall positive feel. I’ve reviewed it on both Amazon and Goodreads. Sunday, April 06, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Oh nothing . . . when you drop 19 lbs, you can’t help but admire yourself. LOL. Sunday, April 06, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Another breakfast photo of Zumi Tye. If Zuse isn’t eating, it’s sleeping. LOL! Sunday, April 06, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
The Birthday Girl had to nap after all the excitement of the birthday, which was one extra walk and a bit of playing with Mommy inside. Sunday, April 06, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
17 looks EXTREMELY good on her! The Birthday Girl once again while we were out for our Sunday morning walk. Sunday, April 06, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Sunday dinner: baked chicken, roasted Brussels sprouts, and chicken & herbs rice. Sunday, April 06, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

Every weekend is a gift. I am enjoying each one as they’re handed down to me, and I look forward to them now so much more than before. I hope this week will be kind to all of you!

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.

Peace and blessings!

NaPoWriMo #4

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Manifested Change

I prayed, spoke into the
putrid air, and gave my
worries to God.

“Place me where you want
me–where I can do the most
good. Please let me find a
writing job where I can also
be creative, but continue to
help people, too.”

God has a demented sense
of humor sometimes, and
He will answer prayers in
the most bizarre way.

But He heard me, and I
now sit back in my new
role moving from Entry Level
Scheduling to Higher Level
Scheduling (Central Scheduling
Specialist, III) and he also
placed me on the
Engagement Team.

And what am I doing there?
Writing, creating flyers, sending
out company invitations,
coordinating exciting events,
and building with my team.

Soon, we’ll have a social
media presence on Facebook,
and everyone’s getting excited.

I prayed, spoke into the
putrid air, and gave my
worries to God.

Manifestation only takes
a few moments; from your
lips to God’s ears.

“Ask and you shall receive.”

This promotion was in place,
and I had no idea.
He moved on my behalf,
and like the perfection He
truly is, He was right on time.

Originally published in soliloque via Medium.

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Pictured Poetry created by Tremaine L. Loadholt

And now, a few photos of me from Sunday; before I reached the skating rink and after.

Rocking a favorite shirt of mine with the very lovely Lauryn Hill on it.
Skating and having a good time. Photo Credit: my co-worker, Shannon.
And again. Photo Credit: my co-worker, Shannon.

Saturday: The Beauty of Newness

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now my nerves can settle,
my heart no longer flutters,
butterflies aren’t forming,
in my stomach and all is well.

today, I experienced hearty laughs,
a homecooked meal not prepared
by my hands, a casual walk around
a community park, and in-depth
conversations.

I watched my dog patrol my
best friend’s home searching for
her late friend.
we sighed. we teared up.
it’ll take time for this pain
to subside. I will not rush it.

Saturday gifted me with the
beauty of newness.
while safe in my cocoon before,
I slithered out to smell the
air of a different place, in the
comfort of living beings,
and I needed it.