The Upshaw family got through the toughest Easter weekend ever. Two weeks ago, my cousin David Williams was taken off life support; his funeral was Good Friday. Because of this, my family decided not to make the big Upshaw Family Holiday Dinner we usually do. Instead, we just had a quiet Sunday like we always do. David's parents, my Uncle Dollyboy and Aunt Jannie, were flooded with so much food from caring loved ones, they ran out of room to keep it all, so we got some of it: turnip greens, candied yams, fried chicken, a bundt cake and the most delicious homemade muffins I ever tasted. I gotta get that recipe!
On a lighter note, that Easter Sunday I finished a small animation, uploaded it on social media and got applause for it. It encouraged me to make more cartoons, print and animated, which I hope to do all this week, since I don't have any doctor appointments until next week.
But today is (ugh) Tax Day, the deadline for filing. I decided to file online, since I seem to mess up my written tax forms. It was simple to do, until I got an error notice on my state tax form where there were no errors. I got into the Chat Room and the woman on the other end said I had to correct my federal tax form, which I did. But the error on my state tax form that isn't there still says "error". Back to the Chat Room!
Usually, when some glitch like this happens, I'm thinking, "I must be on the right track." If all these bad things are popping up, it means someone wants me to lose because I'm on my way to something great. So I now welcome glitches, since now they're a sign of success. And you can't succeed if you don't fail!
I leave you now with Jeremiah G. Hamilton, America's real first black millionaire. But Madam C.J. Walker is still great!