ROLLER SKATING

This is how I've been keeping my "sanity" these days. I go roller skating every other weekend. Every other weekend, because, that's when my "paychecks" go to their daddy's, which works out fine, because I hate wasting money on them, plus I get to be "single" for the night instead of "single mom". I also go late night (11p.m. to 3a.m.), no JWs around then, so I can "show out" all I want. Last weekend they had a "fastest skater" competition - I won...I mean, all I got was a Soda Pop, but, the thrill of being "number one", with "all eyes on me" was ...elating. So, I'd say, I got my "fix" for the night.

JW WORLD

The Kingdom Hall has always served a major purpose in my life. On Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays, I always had a reason to get out of my house. It was a good place to congruate, meet new people, and form relationships with familiar ones. It's always been something to look forward to. Out in the "real" world, I never felt I had a place. I just couldn't "hold my own". I was never the prettiest, nor the smartest, but, I was a great dancer, and I always knew more about sports than the average guy - which is unusual for a woman, so, I stuck to what I was good at...But, being a Jehovah's Witness has allowed me to be the best looking woman in the room at times, sometimes even the smartest person in the room, and add that to my dancing abilities and my knowledge of sports...and, I shined..oh, I shined. In the Jehovah's Witness world, I was able to "hold my own", something I would not have been able to do any other time. In the JW world, this girl was no longer average, and that, my dear, has done wonders for my ego.

"PAYCHECKS"...

...is what I call my kids. At this point in my life, it's the purpose they serve, it's what they are to me, for, without them, I would be flat broke, and in my life, everyone serves a purpose.

"COSMO QUEEN"...

Sunday morning has arrived, yet again, which means I'll soon be off to the weekly meeting at my local Kingdom Hall. I had a great Saturday night, as usual, grindin', and drinkin' (they don't call me "Cosmo Queen" for nothin'), and whatever else the night may bring. I never thought about it before, but it's almost like I'm living a double life!!! Well, what my congregation don't know, won't hurt 'em...

MY WICKED, WICKED WAYS...

Because of my addiction to partying, and being the life of the party, I've lost a home and a husband, a life of ease and a life of luxury. But it wasn't just my addiction that is to be blamed, but my selfishness, and oh...my wicked, wicked ways...

THAT'S ME...

I am a devout Jehovah's Witness, have been since I was 14. But, I've got one problem - my addiction. I'm addicted to attention - lot's of it. I'm addicted to partying, I'm addicted to being the only woman in a room full of men. I'm addicted to F-U-N. I just can't get enough! And, my congregation unknowingly feed my addiction.
I'm the annoying person that chronically rings your doorbell on Saturday afternoons. The person whose face you shut the door on when I offer you The Watch Tower and Awake magazines. I'm the one that insists on trying to convert you, condemning you for living a "worldly" lifestyle.....and, I'm the same woman you'll run into at the local club, Saturday night - gettin' my "grind" on...