Yesterday I discovered Chonda Pierce on YouTube. She’s a preacher’s daughter, Christian comedienne, singer and author. This woman has, over the course of the last twenty-four hours, become my new inspiration/muse/mentor. Hopefully she won’t mind. And no disrespect to my momma or the other women in my family because Chonda is like every woman in my family plus myself rolled into one hilariously sweet ball of goodness. So it actually works out perfect that I should find her inspiring.
This was the first video of her that I found. I couldn’t stop laughing because I was flooded with memories of my 1984 Ford Escort hatchback, my mother, and so many other funny memories of growing up in church. Mostly it reminded me of my hour and a half trips up to see my parents in my little Mazda Protege with a radio that didn’t work. That was my reality for the last two years. A car with no radio will slowly suck the life out of a person. That’s a lot of quiet time for someone who loves music and it sometimes drove me to the border of insanity.
I’ve never aspired to be an entertainer or famous or anything like that, I just want to be a good person that makes people happy. I know I’m a long way from my goal, but I think I’m finally headed down the right path. Oh sweet Jesus I think I’ve gone soft. LOL
Be sure to look her up on YouTube and watch some of her other hilarious videos. I especially like the one titled “My Mother Scares Me.” Reminds me of my little momma. 🙂
Many years ago when I was living in Brooklyn, NY, after I had just left my first husband, I would sit in my apartment every night watching TV, drinking beer, smoking cigarettes and contemplating what on earth I was still doing in NYC. I would sometimes also pass the time by working on my personal Hello Kitty themed website. Either my sister or the Preacher must have shown the website to her (I don’t think she had ever been on the internet before) and she somehow figured out how to send me an email. So one morning at 1:00 am I heard “You’ve got mail!” Back then AOL was still the main way for common folk to get on the internet. So I checked my email and found a message from my momma. It simply stated, “No matter where you are just remember that your momma is always watching you.”
Now at one in the morning, drunk and half asleep, this put a fear of God in me the likes of which I have never felt again. I was genuinely creeped out and scared to death that my momma really did know that I was up to no good. Mothers have their ways you know. And sometimes I wonder if my momma really does have a direct line to God where she can just call him up and say, “Ok, what’s she doing now? I’ll beat her butt for ya if I have to. Just tell me.” I love my momma dearly, but she scares me too.
Anyway, here’s a video of Chonda singing. Yep, the funny girl can sing too. Enjoy & have a great day!