Ms. Viv 'Nim Ends 2011 With Great News!

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

First of all, I humbly apologize for the unexpected one-month hiatus, but I have a good reason.  For one thing, my second book, Vivian Jewel Jones: Life, Love, and Strawberry Seven-Up Cake, is due to make its debut sometime in the upcoming new year.  In preparing for the release my second book, I have also been working  on my third book.

In light of the excitement, I have some great news involving Ms. Viv ‘Nim.  See if you can keep up with it all… LOL!

• Duane & Sarah Anoai are expecting… that’s right!  Our little princess-turned-queen is an expectant mother.  Even bigger news from the Anoai household: Sarah is expecting twins!  You could imagine the reaction from both of their families, as they revealed the exciting news on Christmas Day. Congratulations to the Anoai Family on their additions.  Also important to point out: the due date is sometime in September 2012.
• Sarah Elizabeth is not the only one who is expecting.  Her best friend Amy Rochelle Newhart is also pregnant.  Amy and her husband Travis received the news around the Thanksgiving  holiday, with the due date expected sometime in May 2012.  Congratulations to Travis & Amy Newhart.
• And yet, more congratulations go out to Howard Allen Douglas and Jessica Dawn Torres (pictured above).  It was on Saturday, December 17, 2011, that Howard proposed to Jessica in a uniquely creative way, and Jessica lovingly said yes.  Both Mr. Douglas and Miss Torres are scheduled to wed in June 2012.  Once again, congratulations to the future newlyweds.

We would also like to acknowledge some December birthdays:

• Happy Birthday to Olivia Denise Parker, who turned 33 years old on December 3.
• Happy Birthday to Barbara Louise Zuckerman, who turned 25 years old on December 7.
• Happy Birthday to Thelma Jean Davis, who turned 81 years old on December 8.
• Happy Birthday to Theodore Marvin Drozdowski, who turned 46 years old on December 17.

This is all of the news that we have for you today.  Consider this the last blog of 2011.  Until New Year 2012, take care, love you all, and God Bless.

All About Andrea

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

Before we get on to today’s blog, I want to thank you for the feedback regarding last week’s blog series entitled “Susie’s Testimony.” It was a special blog that I had a lot of fun writing, in addition to joining the rest of the world in supporting Breast Cancer Awareness Month. And you know, it is so apropos that today’s blog features a character whose favorite color is pink.

With that said, I would like to introduce to you: Andrea Michelle Cornette.

Born an only child on October 5, 1986 in Los Angeles, California to Joseph and Rachel Cornette, Andrea made her Sapp Elementary debut in the Third Grade, and immediately made friends with the Chickadees.

Andrea graduated from Cal State Northridge in 2008, where she earned her Bachelor’s Degree in Business Administration. She currently works as a secretary, but her goal in life is to be a “singing tennis player.”

It should come as no surprise that Andrea’s favorite color is pink, considering that she wears it almost always. She is also known as “Bubblegum Blondie” by her fellow Chickadees.

MOST MEMORABLE MOMENT:
After the Chickadees and I graduated from Eighth Grade, we all went to celebrate at Disneyland.

MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT:
I was giving a speech in class, and I broke out with a case of the hiccups.

FAVORITE ACTOR: Dave Coulier

FAVORITE ACTRESS: Tisha Campbell

FAVORITE SINGER: Ne-Yo

FAVORITE TV SHOW: Full House

FAVORITE MOVIE: Miracle On 34th Street

FAVORITE ATHLETE: The Williams Sisters

FAVORITE CARTOON: Sleeping Beauty

FAVORITE COLOR: Pink

FAVORITE FOOD: Chili Cheeseburger

FAVORITE ICE CREAM: Strawberry

SECRET TALENT: I absolutely love karaoke—just give me a mic and I’m on!

IN MY FREE TIME, I LIKE TO: Play tennis and hang out with my fellow Chickadees.

IF I COULD’VE DONE IT DIFFERENTLY:

I would have convinced my mom and dad to get my a younger brother or sister.

MY ROLE MODEL(S) GROWING UP:

My college professor, Mrs. Linda Cole

THE BEST ADVICE EVER GIVEN TO ME:

The time to plan for a rainy day is when the sun is shining.

SOMEONE WHO SHARES MY BIRTHDAY:

Bernie Mac, Terri Runnels, Grant Hill, Heather Headley, and Kate Winslet

MY DREAM/GOAL IN LIFE IS TO:

Be a singer or a tennis player—maybe both.

THREE WORDS TO DESCRIBE ME:

Bright, Beautiful, and Bubbly

MY BEST FRIEND (ACE-BOOM-KOOM):

Nikki, A.J., Barbie, and Di

MY FAVORITE PLACE TO VISIT:

My old elementary school, just to show my appreciation to my teachers.

IF I HAD ONE WISH:

I would be Derek Fisher’s girlfriend.

SOMETHING INTERESTING ABOUT ME:

Since I was born in the 80s, I consider myself an 80s child. I love the music, the ponytails… everything. I am like, so totally an 80s girl!

Susie's Testimony, The Conclusion

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanatics!

When we last left you on yesterday, we saw that Susie had been inspired by a terminally ill yet very optimistic woman named Eileen. After hearing Eileen’s testimony, Susie went in to have her lump removed from her breast. Not only was the surgery a success, but the tumor was benign. Susie was all smiles obviously, but her joy soon became overshadowed by her grief when she received news that Eileen had passed away.

And now, the conclusion of Susie’s Testimony.

Susie’s heart sank, as a brief but awkward silence filled the phone between her and a grief-stricken Gary.

“She couldn’t have died,” Susie wept. “I only met her right before my surgery, and she had so much life and vigor. She’s really gone?”

“Yes, Mrs. Douglas—last night, in my arms,” Gary answered, fighting back tears. “The ironic thing was that we celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary.”

Gary went on to tell Susie that around two in the morning, Eileen woke up and complained that she was cold. Thinking nothing of it, Gary gave her an extra blanket, but Eileen still felt cold. Naturally, Gary decided to wrap Eileen up in his arms and cradle her. After a sweet kiss on the lips, Eileen thanked Gary for tending to her need, and closed her eyes. Maybe fifteen seconds later, she passed away peacefully.

When Susie hung up, she sat in her recliner, placing her hand over her left breast. There was a scar from her surgery, but there was also a scar upon her heart. Susie felt that it was meant for her to meet Eileen, and only after hearing about Eileen’s transition made it more affirmative. Susie always believed in guardian angels, so it should be no surprise that she considered Eileen to be one of them.

“Thank you, Eileen,” Susie whispered softly, looking up to the heavens.

Bret, Howie, Sarah, and Nikki came home from church that afternoon, just as cheery as they could be. Susie tried to hide the fact that she was crying, but it was all in vain. Just as Bret and the kids walked into the house, they saw Susie weeping something terrible and asked what was wrong. Through her sobs, Susie told them the story about Eileen’s passing. Bret gave Susie a comforting hug and told her that it may have been providentially planned for Eileen to come into Susie’s life, if only for that moment.

Later on during the week, Gary called the Douglases’ household, leaving a message regarding Eileen’s homegoing celebration. Susie vowed to be there and pay her respects, even if she had to work a half day. Susie not only showed up, but she also gave a reflection about her fifteen-minute conversation with “such an optimistic, upbeat woman.” Susie pointed out that the name Eileen meant “light,” and she had no doubt that Eileen let her light shine, up until The Lord took her home.

The following week, Susie was able to go back to work. She happened to be working on a project when her assistant walked in and said that someone in the office needed to speak with her right away. Susie accepted, and in walked Gary and his two daughters with a thank-you gift basket for Susie. Attached to the gift basket was a thank-you card and a silver pin shaped like a dove. Gary and his daughters thanked Susie by trapping her in a big group hug, to which Susie said, “If anything, I should be thanking you all for allowing me to meet Eileen. It’s through her strength that my spirit became rejuvenated. With that said, I thank you all so much.”

Susie's Testimony, Part Four

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

When we last left you, Susie made an appointment to have the lump on her left breast removed as soon as possible. While she awaited her surgery, she met Eileen, a woman who had battled breast cancer for three years, yet had a very cheery personality. Listening to Eileen’s testimony took away all fear and doubt from Susie’s mind, and Susie was willing to go into surgery with great faith.

And now, Part Four of Susie’s Testimony.


“Mrs. Douglas, we’re ready for you,” the doctor said.

Just before Susie walked in with the doctor, Eileen said, “Lemme give you my phone number before you go in. I already know that it’s already done, but I want you to call me and tell me the good news. But look, you get your rest first after you’ve had your surgery, then you call me and tell me all about it.”

Susie took Eileen’s phone number and promised that she would call.

Well, Susie had a very successful surgery, but aside from that, she received some great news: the lump on her breast was benign. Susie was so excited that she shouted “Thank You, Jesus!” over and over again. And the good news kept on coming—she was able to go home whenever she felt up to it. Susie wasted no time in calling Bret and telling him all of the good news. She chuckled when she heard Bret, Howie, Sarah, and Nikki cheering in the background.

Susie was discharged that Saturday afternoon, but before she left, she thanked her doctor and the nursing staff for taking such good care of her. The doctor was quick to inform Susie that the surgery was a success because he prayed that all would go well, and it did. He further commended Susie for her early detection and quick mindset to go have her lump checked out.

Later that evening, Susie was queen for a day when she got home. Bret cooked her favorite dinner—sirloin steak with french fries and a broccoli/cauliflower medley, Sarah and Nikki tended to her every wish (fluffing her pillows and giving her a manicure), and Ms. Vivian made a special strawberry seven-up cake with Susie’s name spelled out with sliced strawberries and pineapples. In light of the celebration, Susie was still sore from her surgery, and she was advised to take a few days of rest and not do anything strenuous. She hated that she would have to miss church, but she asked Bret and the Jr. Douglases to say a prayer for her while she recuperated.

This was the very first Sunday that Susie ever missed, but she understood the ramifications and consequences if she did not adhere to the doctor’s orders. Then again, Bret would tell her about the sermon when he got home from church. Susie laughed at her “duh moment” and went into the living room to watch television.

As soon as she sat down, Eileen crossed her mind. Susie remembered the promise that she made, so she went ahead and called Eileen to tell her the good news.

“Hello?” a man said with a very somber tone.

“Hi. May I speak with Eileen Smith, please?”

“Whom may I ask is calling?”

“I’m Susie Douglas. I met your wife at the doctor’s office just a few days ago. She asked me to call her and tell her about my surgery. I wanted her to know that my tumor was benign and my surgery was a great success.”

“That’s good to know—congratulations to you,” the man said, still somber. “I’m Eileen’s husband, Gary. I’m sure Eileen would love to hear that, if she was still here.”

“Well, I trust that you’ll give her the message when she gets back,” Susie chuckled.

“She won’t be back for a while, Mrs. Douglas—Eileen died last night.”

TO BE CONTINUED ON OCTOBER 7, 2011

Susie's Testimony, Part Three

Hey there, Ms. Viv’ Nim Fanaticals!

When we last left you, Susie tried to cope with the fact that she had a tumor on her left breast. Her life seemingly flashed before her eyes, and she was scared. Thankfully, Bret was right there to give Susie the comfort that she needed and assured her that everything would be fine. Despite Bret’s love and support, Susie was still scared.

And now, Part Three of Susie’s Testimony.


The next morning, Susie got a call from her doctor. He explained to her that after careful research of the tissue, he came to the conclusion that Susie needed a biopsy—the lump needed to be removed.

“The sooner the better, Doctor!” Susie stated emphatically.

After reviewing an opening in his schedule, the doctor informed Susie that he had a space available for the following Friday. Susie wasted no time in accepting the appointment.

That whole week, Susie received calls and visits from various well-wishers, from her neighbors to her co-workers, to Pastor and Mrs. Rich. Of course, Ms. Vivian paid a visit, but she didn’t show up until the day before Susie’s surgery. Ms. Vivian prayed that The Lord would work through the doctors, the instruments, and the anesthesia. She stood strong in her faith that Susie would receive “a blessing within her miracle.” The Douglases believed it to be already done, and they thanked Ms. Vivian for her prayer.

On the day of her surgery, Susie sat in the waiting room, her eyes closed and her head bowed. No doubt she was praying for a successful surgery, but she was also praying for Bret, Howie, Sarah, and Nikki. She didn’t know what would happen during the surgery, but she believed that The Lord was all up and through the situation. When she opened her eyes and looked up, the doctors told her that they would be ready for her momentarily.

The anticipation was killing Susie, no doubt. She looked around the room, her heart beating rapidly, still touching the lump on her left breast. While she waited rather impatiently, a frail-looking woman entered the room and sat next to her. She had to have been no more than 99 pounds, and all of her hair was gone, but she had a smile that lit up the entire room. Susie smiled back at the woman, then sighed impatiently and looked up at the ceiling.

The name’s Eileen,” said the frail woman.

“Nice to meet’cha—my name’s Susie.”

“You look a little jittery there, Miss Susie. Is everything okay?”

Susie said nothing, but nodded affirmatively, still feeling around the lump on her breast.

“You’re not foolin’ me one iota,” Eileen said, wagging her finger at Susie. “I’ve been on the other side of that face. I know what you’re goin’ through.”

“How can you possibly know what I’m going through?” Susie asked.

“I’ve been battling this thing for three years,” Eileen explained. “It started with a sharp pain in my chest. I thought it was a pulled muscle or a heart attack, but when I went to the doctor, he said that my heart was the envy of everyone else. And then, the pain got progressively worse. My husband took me back to the doctor, and on that fateful afternoon of May 19, 2006, I received the news that I had breast cancer.”

Susie looked like she was about to cry, and unbeknownst to her, she stopped feeling around her own lump.

“Obviously, I was scared, but I was not about to give up,” Eileen continued. “I told my doctor that whatever it took to get this disease out of me, I was willing to go all the way. I’ve been on chemo and radiation for three years, and look what I have to show for it: my hair has fallen out, I’m under 120 pounds, and I’m tired all the time. But have I given up? Hell, no!”

As Eileen continued to give her testimony, Susie’s worry turned into faith. She turned to face Eileen and said, “You know, Miss Eileen, I believe that The Lord has answered my prayer. I came in here scared as hell, but after listening to your testimony, I feel like going on.”

“Ah, so you’re a praying woman!” Eileen marveled. “I knew it was something different about you. And judging by that gorgeous ring on your finger, you’ve got a husband.”

“And three beautiful children, all grown up,” Susie added. “If it’s in The Lord’s will, then my husband and I will be married 30 years next year.”

Eileen smiled and said, “I’ve only known you five minutes, and already I can tell that you’re gonna make it. Look at me—I don’t know how much longer I’ve got, but I’ll be damned before I let this illness get the best of me. I may be sick in my body, but I’ve still got a life to live, a charge to keep, and a God in Heaven to glorify. I don’t care how tired I am—I will still make time for my husband, and I will still have imaginary tea parties with my two daughters. Heck, my youngest daughter is in a play at our church next week; she’s in the lead role, and I’m gonna be there to see it. My other daughter will be turning seven years old two weeks from now, and I’ve got her birthday party all planned out for her. As for me, my 25th wedding anniversary is this Saturday. I’ve got so much to live for, so until The Lord calls me home, I’m gonna do like that song by Rihanna and T.I. and just live my life.”

“God bless your heart, Eileen!” Susie said, with tears welling up in her eyes.

Eileen smiled, then she gave Susie a big hug and said, “He always does, and He’s gonna bless you too.”

TO BE CONTINUED ON OCTOBER 6, 2011

Susie's Testimony, Part Two

Hello there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

With October recognized as Breast Cancer Awareness Month, we will highlight Susie Douglas’ testimony all this week. As a matter of fact, when we last left you, Susie was shocked to discover that she had a lump on her left breast. She was so concerned that she went to the doctor for an emergency check-up. Come to find out, the lump was a tumor.

And now, Part Two of “Susie’s Testimony.”

Susie felt her spirit crushed. She didn’t know whether to cry or scream, and she was too shocked to faint.

“We have to take a look at the tests some more, Mrs. Douglas,” the doctor said. “But I will tell you this—we will get through this together.”

Susie nodded affirmatively, sighing over and over. She thanked her doctor and requested that she didn’t want to take any chances—she wanted that lump removed right then and there.

When she got home that evening, she stepped on the porch and heard Bret laughing it up with Sarah and Nikki. Susie couldn’t let them know about the lump—at least, not just yet, anyway. She put on her bravest smile once again and started singing a Luther Vandross song. As soon as she opened the door, Bret greeted her with a sweet kiss and told her that he had just finished dinner. Susie went to wash her hands, but she looked in the mirror and checked out the lump on her breast—it was still there.

Before sitting down at the dinner table with Bret and her daughters, Susie wept a little. She knew that her family needed to know about her doctor visit, but because her family was in such high spirits, she opted not to tell. She looked at the wonderful dinner that Bret had cooked—turkey spaghetti, pork chops, green beans, and salad. It all looked delicious, but Susie was not hungry. Yet and still, she accepted the plate that Bret made for her. And how apropos was it that Susie volunteered to bless the food.

After dinner, the Douglases washed the dishes and split up to their respective rooms.

Later on that evening, around 11:30, Bret was working a crossword puzzle while Susie sat stoic in the bed. Bret finished up at least three puzzles before getting ready to turn in for the night. He took a look at Susie’s face and got curious.

“Something wrong, Susie-Sweetie?” he asked.

Susie broke out crying, turning her back so that Bret wouldn’t see her break down.

“Susie, what’s wrong, Sweetheart?” he asked, putting his hand on her shoulder.

Susie took a deep breath and explained to Bret the entire story, from the discovery of the lump to the diagnosis from the doctor. Bret inhaled quickly, then cradled a weeping Susie in his arms. Susie tried to weep quietly, so as not to alarm Sarah and Nikki. After calming down a bit, Susie finally said, “I’m so scared, Bret-Honey. I know I shouldn’t be, but I am.”

Bret continued to hold Susie in his arms and kissed her gently on her lips, assuring her that everything would be alright.

“We’re gonna beat this, don’tcha know,” Bret said confidently. “Remember, The Lord’s not gonna put any more on us than we can bear. And heck, I’ve a feeling that the lump is benign.”

“Thanks, Bret-Honey,” Susie smiled. “You really know how to cheer me up.”

“No prob, my love,” Bret replied. “And besides, you’re a survivor. You’re gonna kick this thing’s ass, don’tcha know.”

The next morning, Susie got a call from her doctor…

TO BE CONTINUED ON OCTOBER 5, 2011

Susie's Testimony, Part One

Happy Monday, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

As we all know, the month of October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and Ms. Viv ‘Nim join in supporting the cause. Perhaps that is why this week’s blog is so apropos. Throughout this week, Susie Douglas will give her testimony and express why she wears the pink ribbon throughout the month of October.

Without any further ado, here is Part One of Susie’s story.

It was Friday, June 19, 2009. Susie was laughing it up with her fellow co-workers and talking about her plans for the weekend. One of her co-workers was cracking so many jokes that Susie clutched her chest and let out a loud laugh. In the midst of the act, Susie suddenly stopped laughing and felt her chest. Something wasn’t right. She assumed that it was her cellphone in the pocket of her blouse, but there was a problem: the blouse that she wore had no pockets on it.

“Uh-uh, it couldn’t be,” Susie thought.

Trying her best not to alarm anyone, Susie forced out a laugh and put on her bravest smile. Her co-workers were so oblivious to the worry on her face, assuming that she was just recuperating from all the jokes that were told. Well, it was after five o’clock anyway, so Susie’s co-workers wished her well and left for the day.

Since she was in the office all by herself, Susie made a mad dash to the ladies’ room and looked in the mirror. She unbuttoned her blouse to check herself out closely and…

“Oh my God—that can’t be right,” Susie gasped.

It was a quarter-sized lump on her left breast.

Susie took a deep breath, continuously feeling the strange lump. There was just no way—she didn’t drink, she didn’t smoke, and she exercised regularly. Heck, she even started eating turkey and chicken for six months straight. How in the heck could she have a lump on her breast?

Susie buttoned her blouse back up, still feeling the lump on her breast. She called Bret and left a message for him that she would be a little late for dinner, then she grabbed her keys and purse and headed to her car. Understandably concerned for her health, she went straight to her doctor. There had to have been a mistake.

After checking in at the front desk, Susie sat down and felt her left breast again. “There’s just no way in hell this could be what I think it is,” she thought. She was obviously scared, yet she remained optimistic.

“Mrs. Douglas? Mrs. Susan Douglas?” the doctor called.

Susie jumped in her seat, already clutching her chest. She got up to see the doctor, and got some tests run. As she waited in her room rather impatiently, she thought about a song that the choir sang in church: “He won’t put more on me than I can bear.”

Just as she got her optimism meter running…

“Mrs. Douglas, I’m back with the results.”

The doctor returned, and Susie sported a nervous smile. Before the doctor could sound out one syllable, Susie noticed the worry in his face.

“Doctor, I’m a big girl,” she said. “I just turned 50 a few weeks ago. What is it?”

The doctor sighed despondently, then he looked at Susie and said, “Mrs. Douglas, I am so sorry, but that lump on your breast is a tumor.”

Susie felt her spirit crushed.

TO BE CONTINUED ON OCTOBER 4, 2011…

High School Friend Congratulates The New Mrs. Anoai

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

As you all know, congratulations are in order for the recently wed Duane & Sarah Anoai. In the weeks to come, the newlyweds will send their thanks, but in the meantime, we have today’s blog: a message from one Amy Rochelle Newhart.

Hello, All!

I just want to say a few words about my friend, Sarah Elizabeth Douglas-Anoai… that really has a nice ring to it.

I first met Sarah when we were in high school. I was a transfer student and pretty much a loner—heck, I was scared to make friends. But one day, Sarah showed me how to be a friend, and from that day to this one, I held her in high regard. After we graduated high school, I went to Texas for a college education, and when I returned back to Los Angeles in 2009, I ran into Sarah. It was like old times again. When I met her, I saw that she was with Duane, and just by looking at him, I could tell that he was the one for Sarah. To be honest, I whispered to Sarah that she should start practicing Duane’s last name. Coincidentally, I was engaged to be married in June of 2009, and it was so apropos that I ran into Sarah, because I wanted her to be my bridesmaid. Naturally, she accepted.

And now, we fast forward to September 17, 2011—Sarah’s big day.

When she called and told me that Duane proposed, I could’ve jumped through the phone and high-fived her. I knew that my woman’s intuition was on point. I was there to witness Duane and Sarah join together in holy matrimony, to give their vows, and heck—I was even there to see them dance for the first time. By the way, they chose the perfect song: “This Is My Promise” by the Temptations.

All I have to say now is: Congratulations, Sarah… and welcome to the married couple club. It is my prayer that your marriage is as happy and fun-filled as mine.

With Love,
Amy Rochelle Newhart

Introducing: Duane & Sarah Anoai!

Happy Monday, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

Well, y’all—it finally happened.

This past Saturday, September 17, 2011, Duane Walter Anoai and Sarah Elizabeth Douglas were joined together in holy matrimony.

The ceremony took place at First Baptist Church of Culver City at 2 p.m., and was performed by Pastor Stanley Richardson. It was reported that earlier in the day, Sarah Elizabeth was a bit frantic on account of the overcast sky, but just an hour and a half before the ceremony, the sun broke through and shone all over Southern California. Coincidentally, it was darn near standing room only in the church.

Aside from the lighting of the unity candle and the exchanging wedding vows, the newlyweds were treated to a beautiful rendition of “At Last,” sung by fellow church member Christina Wallace.

After the ceremony, everyone was invited to congratulate the newlyweds at wedding reception in Long Beach. Perhaps the most poignant moment at the reception was the Father & Daughter Dance. Bret chose the song “Butterfly Kisses” by Bob Carlisle, and it was agreed that the song was very apropos, especially considering that Bret was very emotional towards the end of the dance. Those in attendance reported that when Bret hugged Sarah, he wouldn't let go. Likewise, Sarah did not want to stop hugging her daddy dearest.

We will have more reports about Duane and Sarah’s wedding throughout the week, but in the meantime, enjoy this trivia.

• Duane’s best man was his younger brother Owen Anoai, and Sarah’s maid of honor was childhood friend Melissa Roberts.


• Duane’s groomsmen were his cousin Andrew Anoai, brother-in-law Howard Douglas, and best friend Craig Perkins.


• Sarah’s bridesmaids were her childhood friends Candace Jones, Natalie Marcellia, and Jessica Torres.


• Duane and Sarah’s wedding dance was to the song “This Is My Promise” by the Temptations.


• As for who caught the bouquet, it was none other than Natalie Marcellia. She didn’t expect to catch it, so needless to say, she was quite surprised.


• There may be another romance in the making—Howard Douglas and Jessica Torres finally shared a sweet kiss. Incidentally, they were paired up during the wedding preparations.

A Message From Pastor Rich

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

In today’s blog, we have a special message from Sarah’s pastor, the Reverend Stanley David Richardson.

Greetings to all my Father’s children:

I am humbled and honored to preside over the wedding of a dear, sweet young lady—Sarah Elizabeth Douglas. Suffice to say, I have known Sarah Elizabeth since before she was even born. As a matter of fact, it was in July of 1984 when her mother, father, and older brother joined First Baptist Church of Culver City, and Sarah was still in her mother’s tummy. Coincidentally, her mother requested that I pray for the child. Admittedly, I had to think about it… for about a half a nanosecond. Everyone knows that I love children, and that I am a big kid at heart, so it was an honor to pray for the yet-to-be-born princess.

Over the years, I’ve seen Sarah Elizabeth grow from a sweet little girl into a darling young woman. She was very active in church—she sings in the Young Adult choir, she is a part of the Young Lilies, and she teaches the junior women class in Sunday School. And now, she is about to take on the role of a wife—an accolade that should not be taken lightly.

When Sarah Elizabeth announced that she would be getting married, I was stunned. After all, it seemed like yesterday that she was in the Little Angels Choir, singing “Jesus Loves Me.” I am very happy for Sarah Elizabeth, and I trust that she will make a great wife to young Duane Anoai. On a side note, I have spoken to Bro. Anoai on quite a few occasions, and I can see the love and sincerity in his eyes when he speaks of Sarah Elizabeth. I remember that look all too well—it’s the same look that I had when I first met Pamela. Heck, it’s the same look that I give Pamela even after 30-plus years of marriage.

It’s funny how life comes in full circle. It was just last year—July 17, 2010, to be exact—that I presided over a vow renewal ceremony for Sarah Elizabeth’s mother and father. Here it is, well over a full year later, and I will be conducting the services to join Sarah Elizabeth and Duane Anoai in holy matrimony.

I close by saying: Congratulations, Sarah Elizabeth. I look forward to marrying you and Duane. Just remember that what He has put together, no man and no woman can put asunder. God Bless you both.

A Message From The Maid of Honor

Happy Monday, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanatics!

We are just five days away from Duane and Sarah’s wedding, y’all. It seemed like yesterday when Duane proposed… as a matter of fact, it was three months ago. My goodness—time sure did fly by.

Well, in any event, we have a very special blog for you today. We will hear from Sarah’s best friend and maid of honor, Melissa Leilani Roberts.


Hey, Lizzie-Girl!

Oh my God—it’s finally upon us! Your big day is coming up this Saturday, and I am like, so excited for you. I was just sitting up here at my desk, writing out what I want to say during the toast at your reception, but I don’t know what to talk about. There was that time where we had an all-girls sleepover at my mom and dad’s house, but I don’t think anyone wants to hear about that. Of course, there was the time where you, me, and Nattie got stranded one evening and we had to call your brother Howie to come get us. And then, too, there was this past July when we treated you to an all-girl weekend in Vegas. So many stories, but I don’t know which one to tell.

One thing I can definitely say with a clear conscience is this: Liz, I love you lots. You’re like a sister to me, considering that I’m an only child. I will always cherish the times we laughed, cried, got angry… I’ll especially remember how we participated in the charity baseball game against the OSW Ladies Division, right before the OSW Homecoming.

Liz, I hope I can get through this without crying, but I feel like I’m losing you. You know, they say that once you get married, life changes. You start hangin’ out with other married folks. I know that I shouldn’t be selfish, but I can’t help it. Over the years, it’s been me, you, Nattie, Candi, and most recently, Jessica. Now that you’re about to tie the knot, we’re gonna be short one angel. Nevertheless, I am glad that Duane knows what a remarkable woman he has found in you. And I’m sure you know that Duane is a good catch… oh, what am I saying—duh! Of course you know that he’s a good catch, otherwise you wouldn’t be gettin’ married this Saturday.

Congratulations, Girlfriend—and God Bless.

Examples of True Love for Duane & Sarah

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

As promised on Friday, September 2, 2011, today’s blog is a special wedding present for Duane Walter Anoai and Sarah Elizabeth Douglas. We have taken the liberty of highlighting some of the cutest couples, all of which have stood the test of time.

Bret & Susie Douglas literally ran into each other on the campus of South Carolina University in 1977. After becoming college sweethearts, they decided to tie the knot on July 12, 1980. Within this union were born three children, with one of them being our precious bride-to-be, Sarah Elizabeth.

Brandon & Jeanette Anoai met in 1976 in the most unlikely of places—jury duty. Neither one of them were chosen on the jury due to their strong convictions regarding domestic violence, but as fate would have it, they had their first date later on in the day. After getting married on May 21, 1979, they reared three children—one of them being young Duane.

Frank & Clara Roberts were on opposite ends of the spectrum, ironically sitting next to each other at a big homecoming game in 1975. The two hit it off nicely upon discovering that Frank was a football star at the University of Nebraska, and Clara was a cheerleader at Oklahoma State University. Although they were adversaries at the homecoming games, it was a totally different story after the final score. The two moved to California in 1978, and raised one daughter. Today, the Robertses are retired and awaiting for some Prince Charming to sweep their daughter off her feet.

Charles & Regina Frazier were destined to be married. Charles was a laid back career-oriented Mississippian, and Regina was a sweet, sassy New Orleans native. They met at a Chicago diner in 1995, got married in 1996, moved to Southern California in 1997, and had their first and only child in 1998. Today, Charles is the co-owner of Chuck’s Delta Dinin’, and Regina is a registered nurse at the Culver City Children’s Hospital.

Paul & Edith Takashi were both born in Tokyo, Japan, but didn’t meet until they moved to the United States 1999. Paul was a high school algebra teacher, and Edith was a dentist. As fate would have it, Paul had a toothache and he went to Edith’s office. One thing led to another, and they got married. They are also parents to healthy twins—a boy and a girl—both born on Father’s Day 2010.

Clark & Vivian Jones met and fell in love in Memphis, Tennessee in 1958—in a car accident. Fortunately, no one was hurt, but both agreed that it was love at first sight. The two got married in 1962 and raised five children, whom they nicknamed the Rambunctious Five. Realizing that their children needed a better life, Clark and Vivian stepped out on faith and moved to Southern California. Sadly, Clark passed away in 1996, but his wife still wears her wedding ring as a constant reminder that The Lord blessed her with a charming, darling sweetheart of a man.

These are just six examples of love that stood the test of time. We have no doubt in our minds that come September 17, 2011, Duane and Sarah will study these examples and write their own history book on love.

Until next time, take care and God Bless.

Duane & Sarah's Wedding--Just Two Weeks Away!

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

We are approximately two weeks away from the wedding of Duane Walter Anoai and Sarah Elizabeth Douglas. Just in case you all need reminding, this cute couple is set to tie the knot on Saturday, September 17, 2011 at First Baptist Church in Culver City, where the Reverend Stanley David Richardson is pastor.

Duane and Sarah met on the campus of Hayes University in August of 2008. She was the front desk receptionist in the MBA program, and he coincidentally was working on his Master’s Degree. As fate would have it, Duane scheduled an appointment to meet with his academic advisor since entering the MBA program, and once he laid eyes on Sarah, it was love at first sight. The same thing could be said of Sarah—she didn’t know it at the time, but she was bitten by the lovebug. Anyway, they had a lunch date just to get to break the ice, and three days later, they had their first date. Pretty soon, one thing led to another, and the next thing, Duane slid a beautiful engagement ring on Sarah’s finger.

As an early wedding present, especially in leading up to Duane and Sarah’s wedding, we will give highlight some couples that have stood the test of time—in particular, the bride’s parents Bret & Susie Douglas, and the groom’s parents Brandon & Jeanette Anoai.

Until next time, take care and God Bless.

She's Divine, And Oh-So-Fine!

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

Today is September 1, 2011, and how apropos is it that today is also the 25th birthday of our spotlight star, Diane Yvette Pritchard. Let’s take a look at her bio, shall we?
 Diane Yvette Pritchard was born (as previously mentioned) on September 1, 1986 in Los Angeles, California, to Philip and Elaine Pritchard. She has one older brother, Anthony James. As a child, Diane always pretended to be a teacher/counselor, and would cure her “patients” with a hug and a kiss. Oftentimes her patients were her mom, dad, and brother.

At the beginning of the 1993-94 school year, Diane was enrolled into Wiley L. Sapp Elementary School, and quickly made friends with Nikki Douglas, Anna-Jane Overton, and Barbara Zuckerman. Diane jokingly stated that her fellow Chickadees are the sisters she always wanted “but for some reason never got until later.”

Diane graduated from Cal State Northridge in 2008 with a B.A. degree in Sociology. She is currently an academic counselor at Charlie LaBon High School. In her spare time, Diane is on the go with her fellow Chickadees, and her guilty pleasure—she totally loves “big, crazy-ass sunglasses.”

MOST MEMORABLE MOMENT:
About a month after we graduated from high school, my fellow Chickadees and I had a “Going to College” slumber party over at Nikki’s house.

MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT:
For some weird reason, I referred to my 8th Grade teacher Mr. Thundera as “Dad.”

FAVORITE ACTOR: Jamie Foxx

FAVORITE ACTRESS: Hilary Duff

FAVORITE SINGER: Sting

FAVORITE TV SHOW: Seinfeld

FAVORITE MOVIE: Be Cool

FAVORITE ATHLETE: Rick Fox

FAVORITE CARTOON: Goof Troop

FAVORITE COLOR: Red

FAVORITE FOOD: Turkey & Roast Beef on Rye

FAVORITE ICE CREAM: Vanilla

SECRET TALENT: I know a little ballet.

IN MY FREE TIME, I LIKE TO: Teach myself how to cook certain recipes

IF I COULD’VE DONE IT DIFFERENTLY: I probably would’ve studied to be a chef… probably!

MY ROLE MODEL(S) GROWING UP:
Mr. Arthur, my 3rd Grade teacher, and Mrs. Hall, my 6th Grade teacher

THE BEST ADVICE EVER GIVEN TO ME:
Laughter is contagious, so catch it!

SOMEONE WHO SHARES MY BIRTHDAY:
Yvonne DeCarlo and Gloria Estefan

MY DREAM/GOAL IN LIFE IS TO:
Have a career, raise a family, and still remain close to my fellow Chickadees

THREE WORDS TO DESCRIBE ME:
High-Spirited, Lovely, & Ambitious

MY BEST FRIEND (ACE-BOOM-KOOM):
The Chickadees, of course

MY FAVORITE PLACE TO VISIT:
Any beach or mall in Southern California

IF I HAD ONE WISH:
I would’ve loved for Mr. Jones to have seen me and the Chickadees graduate from 8th Grade.

SOMETHING INTERESTING ABOUT ME:
Most people assume that because I’m the oldest Chickadee, I am the leader. To tell the truth, I’m much more comfortable in a second-in-command type role.

We Still Ain't Forgotten You, Clark!

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

In today’s blog, we recognize the very first character that I ever created—Clark Kenneth Jones.

As most of you may know from having read Simply Bret, Clark was Ms. Vivian’s husband of 34 years, until he passed away on August 31, 1996. In honor of Clark, I decided to let my other characters talk about how much Clark meant to them.

BRET DOUGLAS: “Clark was one of those guys who meant what he said and said what he meant, and he did his best to give more than one hundred percent. He used to say to me: ‘I’m not a half-assed kinda guy—I use my full ass!’ I’ll never forget how he welcomed me and Susie to the neighborhood back in 1984, and believe it or not, I actually miss him calling me Bert. However, I shall always hold dear how he put in a good word for me to be successor at Sapp Elementary, passing the torch to me in the process.”

SUSIE DOUGLAS: “One of the things that I miss about Clark, was our conversations over the back fence. It never failed—I could be coming home from work, and Clark could be taking the trash out, but we just leaned against the backyard fence and held an hour-long conversation. Bret and Vivian would be on the phone, talking about us. Clark was also the one who gave Sarah Elizabeth her name. When I was pregnant with her, Clark said, ‘Susie, your little princess will be filled with such promise.’ The day she was born, Bret and I christened her Sarah Elizabeth. Clark jumped up and said, ‘Didn’t I told ya? I told ya, didn’t I?’ God bless Clark Jones.”

MIKE “THUNDERA” THOMPSON: “Clark Kenneth Jones is the very reason that Sapp Elementary refers to me as ‘Mr. Thundera.’ What happened was, the cartoon ThunderCats was extremely popular—it became a national phenomenon. Anyway, Clark and I heard some kids talking about Lion-O and Mumm-Ra, and then Clark subconsciously looks at me and says, ‘So, whatcha got planned for the weekend, Mr. Thundera?’ I tell ya—that nickname sunk in quickly, because I actually signed a document as Michael Patrick Thundera. I shared this story at Clark’s homegoing service and got a good laugh. Even today, I will sign something as ‘Mr. Thundera,’ all because of Clark.”

THERESA COLEMAN: “My fondest memory of Clark… it would have to be the day that Jewel brought him over to meet the folks. I remember telling Jewel that I would steal him away if she ever let him go. Even Mama said that Clark was son-in-law material. I also remember how Clark cradled me and Jewel on the day that Mama went home to Glory. Jewel and I are all we’ve got—there are no other siblings, so for Clark to step up like he did and give me that brotherly hug… he stopped being my brother-in-law and officially became my brother.”

CLARENCE BURKALTER: “Clark was one who knew where his help came from—he always recognized that he was blessed beyond measure. I always admired how Clark treated Vivian like a queen. He absolutely loved her and would do anything in the world for her, just to make sure that she got what he felt she needed. I remember Clark saying to me: ‘If The Lord was to ask me if I wanted to replace Vivian, I would respectfully decline His offer. I’ve got a real queen on my hands.’ Not too many men realize a good thing until it’s gone, but Clark always did.”

JADE COLEMAN: “I’ll never forget my Uncle Clark—he was always there for me, in more ways than one. I didn’t grow up with a dad, so Uncle Clark filled in that void. I remember when I was seven years old, he told his co-workers that I was his biological niece, but he looked at me as more of a daughter. I never forgot that feeling of acceptance from him. From that day to this one, I still get chills when I think about how he looked at me as my cousins Cheryl and Dani… although I kinda look at them as my sisters. What can I say—it’s all in the family. Anyway, thanks for being there for me, Uncle Clark—I love you.”

REV. STANLEY D. RICHARDSON: “I will always remember how Brotha Clark participated in every service and every auxiliary… well, except the Women’s Ministry. The memory that sticks out the most to me, is when I was running late for Bible Study one Wednesday, and I asked Brotha Clark to teach the lesson until I got there. Well, when I arrived at the church house, he was doing such a good job that I just sat down and let him continue teaching. After the Bible Study ended, Brotha Clark came up to me and said, Just to letcha know, Pastor—teachin’ kids is so much easier than teachin’ grown folk!’ And he was telling the truth on that one.”

MRS. PAMELA RICHARDSON: “I shared this story at Mr. Jones’ homegoing, but it’s still my favorite story. Mr. Jones loved to tease me about not wearing a hat every Sunday. I remember one time during altar prayer, he whispered to me, ‘I still don’t see no hat.’ It was all I could do to keep from laughing out loud. Ironically enough, on the day of his homegoing service, I wore a hat just for him. Because of Mr. Jones, I own five hats, and whenever I put one on, I can’t help but chuckle and think about him.”

I know what you all are thinking: “Doesn’t Ms. Viv have a story to share?” Well, yes, she does. However, you will find out her most memorable moments of Clark when her book comes out sometime in the year 2012. Until then, take care and God Bless.

Congratulations to Miss Jessica Dawn Torres!

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

It seems that more congratulations are in order for another character of mine.

Jessica Dawn Torres has been appointed the new First Grade teacher at Wiley L. Sapp Elementary School. She received the news on Tuesday, August 23, 2011 from Principal Winifred Wilson.

“I am still in shock,” said Torres of her new position. “I have always wanted to be a teacher, and Heaven help me—my dream has come true.”

As many of you may know, Jessica’s predecessor Cynthia Harvey was the First Grade teacher at Sapp Elementary for over 20 years, until she retired on June 17, 2011. The Sapp tradition within the faculty members is a special “Welcome Back” assembly, in which the former instructor passes the torch to their successor.

“I’ve heard of what a great teacher Mrs. Harvey has been,” said Torres. “I am humbled and honored to receive Mrs. Harvey’s blessing. Granted, I know that I have to fulfill my own legacy as a Sappster, but I do want to be at least a third of the teacher that she was.”

Miss Torres attended UC Irvine, where she majored in Psychology and minored in Education. After graduating in 2004, her unyielding love for children motivated her to attend graduate school and study Sociology. After graduating from high school, Torres sought a job as a tutor at the Children’s Center of Culver City, where she quickly became the assistant director. She was considering accepting a job in Phoenix, Arizona when she learned of the First Grade teacher position at Sapp Elementary.

Miss Torres believes that her genuine love and concern for children—namely, her niece Victoria—is what landed her the job.

“And don’t forget, it took a whole lot of prayer and faith as well,” Torres smiled.

The Sapp Elementary school year begins on Tuesday, September 6, 2011. We would like to extend our congratulations to Jessica Dawn Torres, and wish her the best in her first year and beyond.

Ms. Viv 'Nim Remembers Nick Ashford

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

In today’s blog, Ms. Viv ‘Nim would like to pause for a moment and pay homage to R&B legend Nick Ashford, who passed away August 22, 2011 at the age of 70 years old.

Nick was known for singing such hits as “Solid,” and “It Seems To Hang On” with his wife Valerie Simpson, but to me personally, he was an inspiration behind two of my characters, Bret & Susie Douglas. Around this time last year, I was writing about Bret and Susie’s 30th wedding anniversary, and in doing so, I was listening to the song “Solid.” I could picture it in my mind clearly: Susie had her hand on her hip, lovingly looking at Bret…

And for love’s sake, each mistake—awwwww, you forgave.
And soon both of us, learned to trust—not run away!

Then I could picture Bret, try as he might, singing the first verse:

You didn’t turn away, when the sky went grey.
Somehow we managed—we had to stick together.

If I haven’t proven before how much I love writing, then this blog should erase all doubts… LOL!

On behalf of Ms. Viv ‘Nim we would like to send our condolences to the family, friends, and fans of the late great Nick Ashford. His passing comes as a shock to all who loved him, but the one true feeling of comfort is that The Lord blessed him to see threescore and ten. And that right there is solid—solid as a rock.

And rest assured that for now and forever, thanks to Nick Ashford, the thrill is still hot-hot-hot-hot-hot-hot-hot-hot.




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Meet Mother Davis!

Hey There, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

With the recent news of Ms. Viv’s autobiography already in the process of publication, I thought I would introduce you to her best friend, Thelma Jean Davis. No, you’re not seeing double—this is a picture of Thelma Jean Davis, but she does get a lot of compliments about being Ms. Viv’s twin.

Ms. Thelma was born in Birmingham, Alabama on December 8, 1930, the oldest of seven children. She married Raymond Davis in 1950, and to this children, three children were born. The Davises moved out west to Los Angeles, California in 1972 to seek a better life. Mrs. Davis was totally devoted to The Lord first, and her husband a close second. As a matter of fact, she took care of her husband up until his death in 1994. Nowadays, one can find Mrs. Davis at First Baptist Church (her church home of 36 years), or she can be found “causing trouble” with her best friend Ms. Vivian.

MOST MEMORABLE MOMENT:
My dear friend and fellow sister in Christ, Vivian Jones, went out evangelizing on Saturday, and helped a young lady who was in desperate need of help.

MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT:
I can only think of one—when Pastor Rich heard me talking about Li’l Jon and the Eastside Boys.

FAVORITE ACTOR: Denzel Washington

FAVORITE ACTRESS: Esther Rolle

FAVORITE SINGERS: Four Tops, Stylistics, Isley Brothers, Temptations… I can go on and on.

FAVORITE TV SHOW: Sanford & Son and Good Times

FAVORITE MOVIE: Ray

FAVORITE ATHLETE: Kareem Abdul-Jabbar

FAVORITE CARTOON: The Jetsons

FAVORITE COLOR: Purple

FAVORITE FOOD: Fried Chicken and Mashed Potatoes with Gravy

FAVORITE ICE CREAM: Chocolate Chip

SECRET TALENT:
I have no secrets.

IN MY FREE TIME, I LIKE TO:
Go kickin’ it with Viv.

IF I COULD’VE DONE IT DIFFERENTLY:
I would have loved to have attended a Luther Vandross concert when I had the chance.

MY ROLE MODEL(S) GROWING UP:
Bernadette Thompson, my mother.

THE BEST ADVICE EVER GIVEN TO ME:
My mom used to say to me, “When you become respectful, you become respected.” I pass that advice to my daughter and granddaughter.

SOMEONE WHO SHARES MY BIRTHDAY:
Roy Firestone, Kim Basinger, and Sinead O’Connor

MY DREAM/GOAL IN LIFE IS TO:
Live, Love, and Learn.

THREE WORDS TO DESCRIBE ME:
Stern, Sweet, and Loving

MY BEST FRIEND (ACE-BOOM-KOOM):
There can only be one—Vivian Jewel Jones

MY FAVORITE PLACE TO VISIT:
Other than the church, I would say—the mall.

IF I HAD ONE WISH:
Honestly, I don’t have to live to be 100… although that would be a blessing.

SOMETHING INTERESTING ABOUT ME:
Just to hear my granddaughter Brandi laugh, I will sometimes act like Aunt Esther on Sanford & Son… you ol’ heathen—Oh, Glory!

Latest Update from Ms. Viv 'Nim

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

One of the greatest joys of being a fictional author is to see my characters grow and mature.

I created Sarah Elizabeth Douglas when I was nine years old, believe it or not, and the most amazing thing happened: As I grew, so did she. It wasn’t until 2008 that Sarah Elizabeth took on a personality of her own. When I was writing Simply Bret, Sarah had already graduated from college, was working as a receptionist, and even taking a shine to a suave, debonair gentleman. She had always been that adorable little cutie with the crystal blue eyes and the honey blonde hair, but she was much more than that—to me, Sarah Elizabeth was a real person.

With Simply Bret having sold over 150 copies and Ms. Viv’s book already in the production process, it’s time for Sarah Elizabeth to tell her story. She may be only 27 years old, but she still has a story to tell.

By the way: Sarah Elizabeth is still scheduled to wed her fiancé Duane Walter Anoai on Saturday, September 17, 2011 at 2pm.

An Open Letter to My Apple Blossom

With the news of Sarah’s engagement to Duane Anoai, the whole world has been talking. It’s no secret that the bride-to-be is very excited, but so is the father of the bride.

In today’s blog, lovable cornball Bret Douglas writes an open letter to his precious little Apple Blossom.

Dear Sarah Elizabeth:

I was just sitting here thinking about the day that God blessed me to be your dad. It was on that fateful afternoon of August 9, 1984. I was just about to clock out for work when my boss asked if I wanted to work overtime. As soon as I said yes, I got a call from Ms. Viv saying that you were about to make your debut. I was disappointed that I couldn’t be there like I wanted to, but Ms. Viv assured me that everything was well taken care of. Fortunately for me, I was able to put in only a half hour of overtime and I just rushed right over to the hospital with your Uncle Clark. It was exactly 5:18pm when I walked in, and at the same time, you had made your debut in the world. Talk about being an overjoyed dad—words could not describe the feeling I had when I held you for the first time. I remembered how you cooed like a dove and wriggled about in my arms, the way you rested comfortably when your mom asked me to watch you while she went to work. Heck, I remembered when you asked me to play house with you. And you know something, I still remember when you asked me to take a picture with just you and I, right before you went off to your high school prom. I still have that picture in my wallet, even as we speak.

If I may be so bold as to quote Amy Grant and Vanessa Williams, respectively: “Oh, how the years go by. Oh, how the love brings tears to my eyes. All through the changes, the soul never dies—we laugh, we fight, we cry.” Those words are so apropos for me right now. In just about three months, you’ll be getting married. You know, I’m so happy for you… but I can’t lie to myself—I really wish I could turn the clock back to 1989, when you sat on my lap and watched WWF Superstars with me every Saturday afternoon. I’m really gonna miss that little girl who dressed up like a pumpkin and still looked like a princess. However, at the same time, I am looking forward to walking you down that aisle on September 17 and giving you away. I’m also anticipating the Daddy & Daughter Dance—I’ve already picked out the perfect song for us.

I love you, Apple Blossom… and take real good care of my future son-in-law.

The Groom Speaks His Piece

Happy Tuesday to all of the Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanatics!

We trust that you all had a great Fourth of July weekend, but now it’s time for today’s latest blog. On July 1, we heard Sarah Elizabeth’s thoughts on her upcoming wedding day. Today, we will hear from her future husband Duane Walter Anoai.


Hey, Y’all!

I gotta say—sometimes I feel like I’m dreaming. It was Monday, August 25, 2008 that I walked in to speak to my academic counselor about my grad school commencement. I never expected for love to hit me like it did. I mean, there she was—a gorgeous 5’6” honey blonde, crystal blue-eyed beauty. Some say that it was destiny, and they might be right. All I know is: I never expected Sarah Elizabeth Douglas to touch my life the way she did.

Once upon a time, when I was in my late teens and early 20s, I was a heartbreaker… yes, I freely admit it. I was the one in high school and college who was actin’ like a playa-playa. I toyed with the girls’ emotions and made them cry. And then one day, as fate would have it, I found out what it felt like. There was a girl whom I thought was interested in me, and come to find out that she was using me—it didn’t feel good at all. After getting a taste of my own medicine, I healed over my heartbreak, then I got in contact with each and every girl that I scorned and apologized to them. Fortunately, they forgave me, but it was still a long time until I started dating again.

And that’s when Sarah Elizabeth came into my life.

It shocked me when Sarah gave me her phone number that day. I admit that I was very nervous, because I was concentrating very hard on keeping my past hidden. When Sarah and I became an exclusive couple, I finally opened up to her about my past. I lie to you not—Sarah caught me by the face and said, “Honey, that was then, and this is now. The bottom line is that you learned your lesson and you’ve grown from it.” When she said that to me, it was like… whoa! She knew about my past, yet she still loves me. And on top of everything else, she still said yes when I proposed to her. That’s nothing but the goodness of The Lord right there.

Well, September 17 will be here before I know it. I’ve already picked out my tuxedo—I just need to get the shoes. I don’t have anything else to say, except this: Thank You, Lord for blessing me with a wonderful woman like Sarah Elizabeth.

A Message from the Bride-To-Be

Happy July 1, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanatics!

Let me first of all apologize for not updating my blog in the past couple of weeks—I guess that I suffered a case of writer’s block. Well, I’m all healed and ready to post.

Today’s blog comes from our special bride-to-be, Miss Sarah Elizabeth Douglas.


Hey, Everyone!

Oh my God—I can’t believe it’s almost been two months that I’ve gotten engaged. I always knew that I would find and marry the man of my dreams, but I never expected it to happen so soon. Okay, so Duane and I have been dating for a good three years, but still, it comes as a surprise to me that he asked me to marry him. I’m so excited and I cannot hide it… where have I heard that before?

Duane is truly a blessing. I’ll never forget the first day that we met—how I was working at a mundane job, and he just walked in the office and brightened my day. In addition to walking into the office, Duane walked into my life and made me feel so wonderful. Then there was our lunch date, where he made me laugh so much that I forgot all about my problems. And of course, he remembered that my favorite color was orange, so he gave me an orange rose.

One thing that I will always hold dear to my heart is how Duane was right by my side when I suffered my first anxiety attack. I could hear the sincerity and concern in his voice when he told the doctor: “I’m not leavin’ my baby by herself!” Even though I was still a bit on edge, I felt a bit relaxed with Duane by my side. And you all should’ve seen how grateful my dad was toward Duane. I don’t think my dad realized it, but he gave Duane his full blessing to marry me.

As you all know, the big day is Saturday, September 17, 2011 at my church. I’ve already picked out my wedding dress and shoes. All I need to do, is find something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue. Hope to see you all… and by the way: I am living proof that anything is possible when your heart whispers “I Believe.”

The Countdown Is On For September 17, 2011!

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanaticals!

When word got out that Sarah Douglas accepted the wedding proposal of Duane Anoai, y'all should have seen the e-mails that I received. As a matter of fact, a week after the announcement, one of my church members asked me to keep her posted on any further developments. If you recall, it was Ms. Viv, our favorite senior citizen, who broke the news a couple of weeks ago that the wedding would take place on Saturday, September 17, 2011. Well, we can confirm that the afore-mentioned announcement is true. As a matter of fact, here is a special update from the family of the bride.

Bret and Susan Douglas are pleased to announce the marriage of their daughter Sarah Elizabeth to Duane Walter Anoai, son of Brandon and Jeanette Anoai, Saturday the Seventeenth of September, Two Thousand and Eleven at First Baptist Church.

A wedding reception will take place immediately following the ceremony. A venue is yet to be determined, but stay tuned, because we will be keeping y’all informed.

And to that particular church member, let me just say: If you’re reading this, Ms. Viv will save a seat for you… LOL!

The countdown to Duane & Sarah's wedding has begun, and I for one cannot wait!

Thanks For The 27 Years, Mrs. Harvey!

Hey there, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanatics!

With the recent news surrounding Sarah Elizabeth Douglas (her engagement to Duane Anoai and her recent graduation from Goss University), we have a special blockbuster announcement from another one of my characters.

After 27 years of teaching the First Grade class at Sapp Elementary, Cynthia Carol Harvey (nee Patterson) will be hanging up the chalk on Friday, June 17, 2011. Mrs. Harvey broke the news to her team at the Christmas 2010 assembly, saying that the 2010-11 school year would indeed be her last.

As of right now, Principal Winifred Wilson is reviewing resumes, but let the truth be told—there will never be another teacher quite like Mrs. Harvey.

Born on August 4, 1940 in Duluth, Minnesota as the oldest of seven children, Mrs. Harvey graduated from University of Minnesota-Duluth in 1962 with a Bachelor’s Degree in Education and a minor in Child Psychology. After getting married and raising four children, Mrs. Harvey moved to Los Angeles, California in 1983, where she applied for the position of First Grade teacher at Sapp Elementary. She got the job in 1984, and in her own words, “ain’t let go of it since.” When her husband passed away in 2000, Mrs. Harvey found solace in teaching.

Not too many people know this, but Mrs. Harvey emphatically suggested that colleague Bret Douglas join the Sapp Community on account of the fact that like her, Bret was born and raised in the Gopher State.

When asked what was the most rewarding thing about being a teacher, Mrs. Harvey said, “The most rewarding thing to me is that every year, I get a new crop of First Graders from all walks of life. To be honest, I should’ve retired in 2008, but something pulled me back in. I guess it was the desire and the passion that I had to teach the young folks.”

As previously mentioned, Mrs. Harvey’s last teaching day at Sapp Elementary is on June 17, 2011—ironically enough, that is the last day of school. We asked Mrs. Harvey how she would like the Sappsters to remember her, and she said, “I have no doubt in my mind that, no matter how many credentials and accolades I have achieved, my students will forever remember me as ‘that old lady with the pretty red hair.’ And you know something—they would be absolutely right!”

In celebration of Mrs. Harvey’s career, we took the liberty to post her profile in today’s blog.


MOST MEMORABLE MOMENT:Saturday, May 31, 2008—that was the day that Nikki Douglas graduated from Tennessee State University. As her former First Grade teacher, it made me happy as a peacock to see her strut her stuff up on that stage and show off her Bachelor’s Degree in Education.

MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT:It was sometime in 1989. A student was teaching me the Kid ‘N Play dance, and… well, it’s not really important.

FAVORITE ACTOR: Morgan Freeman

FAVORITE ACTRESS: Ja’net Dubois

FAVORITE SINGER: Ben E. King

FAVORITE TV SHOW: Dennis the Menace

FAVORITE MOVIE: Lean On Me

FAVORITE ATHLETE: James Worthy

FAVORITE CARTOON: Care Bears

FAVORITE COLOR: Red (isn’t it obvious by my hair? LOL!)

FAVORITE FOOD: Turkey Burger

FAVORITE ICE CREAM: Orange Sherbet

SECRET TALENT: I love to teach.

IN MY FREE TIME, I LIKE TO:
Spend time with my grandchildren.

IF I COULD’VE DONE IT DIFFERENTLY:
Everything would still be as it is.

MY ROLE MODEL(S) GROWING UP:
My mother, Esther Patterson.

THE BEST ADVICE EVER GIVEN TO ME:
Don’t forget to remember that you are special

SOMEONE WHO SHARES MY BIRTHDAY:
Louie “Satchmo” Armstrong, and my main man, Mr. Barack Obama

MY DREAM/GOAL IN LIFE IS TO:
Still teach, because you never ever stop learning.

THREE WORDS TO DESCRIBE ME:
Witty, Wise, and Wonderful

MY BEST FRIEND (ACE-BOOM-KOOM)
Each and every faculty member at Sapp Elementary.

MY FAVORITE PLACE TO VISIT:
Duluth, Minnesota

IF I HAD ONE WISH:I would love to be 25 again… just for fifteen minutes, don’tcha know.

SOMETHING INTERESTING ABOUT ME:
I am a natural redhead, and that brings to mind a funny story. On very first day of teaching, a student innocently asked me if my hair was really red. I thought of that episode of I Love Lucy, when she was asked the same question, and like Lucy, I said: “Well, it should be—I paid enough for it!” And the class just laughed their hearts away.