Rhonda Tatefrost
Bio
I started writing in college. Mostly movie scripts. I enjoy writing, it gives the reader
a story to come back to in their spare time
Stories (4/0)
The songs that changed my life
I'm 50 years old. I remember growing up with so many great songs. My family was made up of my mother , my dad and my grandmother my dad's mom. My uncles and aunts from his family was where I grew up. In my grandmother's house there was always laughter , fun and music. My dad and uncles would sing doowap and mimic the soulful sounds of the miracles, temptations and the intruders. My Aunt and I used to play dress up and sing the Supremes and Diana Ross was our favorite. However, every girl had to play makeup and look like Latoya Jackson. Those days bring me smiles today and the song that brings back all of those great memories is while you were here by Eric Benet. This song is a place to me to relax and renew. To become whole again. My dad was an mechanic he worked for a large corporation when I was a child. My mom was a telephone operator and when they went to work they'd drop me off at my grandmother's house. My aunt and uncles entertained me all day until they arrived to pick me up at night. We listened to the Supremes, Jackson 5, the temptations, Sam Cooke,
By Rhonda Tatefrost4 years ago in Beat
Rhonda's Recipes from Home
About Me I'm Rhonda I was born in Newark New Jersey. When I was 11 years old my mother moved us to Paterson New Jersey. I learned about great food in both places. My grandmother and aunts and uncles were great cooks. I learned how to make everything from fried chicken to pasta, to chitterlings! My favorites were my grandmother"s chocolate cake and her baked stuffed roasted chicken. Follow my blog and get some of these great recipes! Thank You!
By Rhonda Tatefrost4 years ago in Feast
Blue and happy moments
She was sleeping, she had swept, done the dishes and cleaned the house.He was working late as usual. He walks in kisses her first and says, what's for dinner honey? She serves his plate with a beer on the side. She's still sleepy from waking at 5 am to make him breakfast before he leaves for work. He looks at her and says, did you warm this up? She looks at the food that has been sitting on the stove for hours and realizes she hadn't warmed the food.
By Rhonda Tatefrost4 years ago in Families
When you doubt where you came from
I remember being five years old. Seeing my parents for the first time.My mother was white-skinned with long dark brown hair. My dad was brown-skinned tall, dark and handsome. He was a Billy Dee look- alike.My eyes opened like I had been asleep. To my mom singing in the kitchen and cooking dinner while my dad walked around with a beer in his hand. They seemed happy. My birth was the first for our family. So I'm the oldest grandchild. My younger brother is four years younger than me. I took a look at my parents that day and wondered why I had blonde hair and brown eyes? My brother and I both, where am I from I thought to myself?
By Rhonda Tatefrost4 years ago in Families
