PAULA NEAL MOONEY

There comes a time to stop blogging ...by Paula Neal Mooney ...and to sleep in late and sit with your kids and try to teach them the right way to play Monopoly. But then the nuances of too much family togetherness set in...the winter walls begin to close in, and I escape to the sitting room...to the computer that beckons me to blog... There will come a day when I leave the comfy comfines of my near-Bath Township home in my how-green-was-my-Ohio-valley neighborhood and visit the real Bath , England, of its namesake that I often think of, and take a bath in Bath and feel the presence of my Lord and Savior in one of those old cathedrals built by folks who could be sawed in half for believing in Christ. To wander the Christmas golden-lit streets, smell the smells, listen to the strange affectations. Then return to some hospice/hotel and the comfy comfines of my laptop and blog about it all... Bookmark http://www.paulamooney.blogspot.com/ to discover the day my dreams of England come tru...

I love that people confuse me, Paula Mooney , with Paul Mooney the comedian, who has recently spoken out about not using the word nigger anymore in Paul Mooney's stand-up routines because of Michael Richards' tirade. In fact, searches for Paul Mooney have helped certain people stumble upon Paula Mooney's blog and I'm lovin' it too much! It's funny, because I never totally cared for Paul Mooney . He is attractive, as you can tell from his pic. I always liked his honesty -- usually helped along by a drink teetering in his hand and reddened eyes -- but I always thought his humor had a hateful vibe to it. In fact, because of my feelings toward Paul Mooney , I chose not to name my son Paul , but something else that my hubby chose one minute after he was born that goes along nicely with Mooney. So Paul Mooney is getting a lot of attention because surprisingly, the Rev. Jesse Jackson brought Paul Mooney along with other Black leaders on Monday to a press confe...