Topic: WC - Daily Practice
Saturday 30Dec06 3:08pm
I woke up this morning with images of ground beef, Italian Sausage and pepperoni in spaghetti sauce. Hmm. I've been thinking about spaghetti for days now, I realize. I've got so much food in my freezer, took out soup last night to thaw for today. I don't really need to buy groceries.
Went to Fresh Obsessed anyway and bought all the ingredients to make my spaghetti sauce. Got some Parmesan and mozzarella cheeses to go with it. I talked myself into buying double of all the meat and have filled up two crock pots and a huge stove top pot with my spaghetti sauce. As I was stirring the sauce in the pot on the stove I was cracking myself up thinking that this one pot was more than enough sauce for one normal person. Of course I'm not one normal person I am the crazy cooking lady. Lord Help me!
Zelda kept me company in the kitchen while I chopped onions and garlic and cooked the sausages and ground beef. She is of the tripping cat variety constantly under my feet. I accidentally stepped on her tail a couple times to very loud cat screams and accusatory looks. But it wasn't enough for her to give me a little foot space. I try to pivot around without lifting my feet for fear of the stepping on tail mishap but forget again cuz I'm not a dragging my feet type of gal.
I was flipping through the Now Magazine issue with all the 2006 lists. Nothing of interest really crept out at me but I kept going. I got to the list of passings of the year. I didn't know that Gerald Levert died! I kept trying to convince myself that it was also his father's name but alas no he is Eddie Levert (who sang with the O'Jays). How devastating! Gerald Levert was only 40 years old. Apparently he had heart disease and died of a heart attack. It's really sad. He had gotten so heavy.
I don't know how many award shows I watched him on singing some tribute to some heavy hitter singer and just "sanging" the shit out of that person's music. Often times singing it way better than the original version. I'd always say, "That's my boy, sang that shit!" like he could hear me in my living room. I think he may have been the male counter part to Patti Labelle for putting on a show.
One year, I think it was on the image awards, they presented Diana Ross with a lifetime achievement type award. Patti Labelle did a medley of Diana Ross' songs. Now girlfriend sang those songs, she had me screaming in my apartment. I was lying on the floor like I'd been saved, people in the audience lost their minds. When Diana Ross went up to the podium to get her award she stood there and shook her head and said, "Oh Patti!" It was the highest compliment. It was like she was saying, I kneel to the altar of Patti Labelle. I ain't jealous, I ain't mad at you, you sang my songs!
Oh Gerald!
EY
