Brenda Reeves
Bio
I'm a writer, visual artist, animal lover and free spirit. Minimalism is my motto. I recently sold my car and live with the bare necessities of life. It's the only way to be truly free in this world of chaos.
Stories (23/0)
I’m Moving into a Penthouse Condo in Mexico
I moved to Mazatlan, Mexico, one year ago because it’s much cheaper than living in California. I’ve been renting an apartment in a nice neighborhood for around $750 U.S. dollars. Everyone tells me I’m paying too much. Coming from California, it’s a steal! You can’t rent an apartment for that period in CA! I do live in the more expensive part of Mazatlan, where all the ex-pats congregate. I used a real estate agent to find an apartment, and here’s where I ended up.
By Brenda Reeves2 years ago in Wander
What’s an Okie
While working toward my teaching credentials, I had to take a couple of cultural studies classes. I chose courses on the black child and the Hispanic child. At one class meeting, the professor teaching the Hispanic-child class told us to go home and think about some derogatory words used to describe our racial or ethnic group and be prepared to share them the following week.
By Brenda Reeves2 years ago in Humans
What Happened to the American Family
What happened to the American family? Women went to work. It started with the major feminist movement of the 1960s and 1970s. To narrow it down further, I'd say consumerism killed the American family. When I speak of the American family, I'm talking about the family of European descent — the white people — the ruling class.
By Brenda Reeves2 years ago in Humans
Romantic Movies That Scored At The Box Office
I think it’s safe to say women love romance. Few men understand that. If they did understand it, they wouldn’t have to beg for sex from their wives. Men might think about sex all day, but they don’t think about romance. Women think about romance. It’s like this: Men play a porno movie in their heads. Women play the Hallmark channel. Men and women are different. When the honeymoon is over, we wake up and realize we’re in a business partnership, not a romantic or pornographic movie.
By Brenda Reeves2 years ago in Geeks
Boot Camp Organization for the Chronically Disorganized
I've read almost every organizing book published over the last 20 years. I love reading organizing books and watching organizing videos on YouTube. The problem with these books and videos is they’re written and produced by organized people. Organized people don’t know how disorganized brains think.
By Brenda Reeves2 years ago in Education
African American Women Inventors
Most people probably don’t realize that many African American women have contributed to medicine, science, and technology. Before the abolition of slavery, all slaves were prevented from patenting their inventions. If a slave invented something, the patent was granted to the slave owner. After the American Civil War, black and white women were often not given credit for their inventions. Instead, inventions were attributed to male family members. There’s no way of knowing how many inventions attributed to men were the creation of women.
By Brenda Reeves2 years ago in FYI
Michael Landon, You Disappointed Me
Baby-Boomers watched the debut of Bonanza on September 12, 1959, and the nation was immediately hooked. Young people endured the Ed Sullivan show on Sunday night, starting at 8 p.m. while eagerly anticipating Bonanza at 9 p.m. I was 10 years old at the time. Young girls of all ages fantasized about heartthrob Michael Landon, who played Little Joe Cartwright in the series. Bonanza ended in January of 1973 after the sudden death of Dan Blocker, who played the lovable Hoss, but that wasn’t the last we saw of handsome Michael Landon.
By Brenda Reeves2 years ago in Families
Ladies, Say Hi To A Black Man
We’ll never eliminate racism unless we can eliminate the myth of all black men being drug dealers, rapists, murderers, and spousal abusers. I often say I know of white women who are terrified of black men. They base that on what they hear and see in the media. About 16 years ago, I got to thinking about the plight of the black man. What must it be like to have people worldwide judging you as if you are a carrier of the Bubonic Plague? After giving this much thought, I decided that I would try an experiment and start saying hi to black men whenever I passed them on the street or encountered them anyplace else. Here’s what happened:
By Brenda Reeves2 years ago in Humans
