*…in which I fork over ten bucks to try to win millions*
The Power Ball drawing is close to 200 MILLION dollars. If I were to hit I would:
*Give 10% to my church. I’m sure the Good Reverend Doctor would know what to do with 20 million.
*Next, from Jamaica, where I would need to go so the sandy beach and salt air that would enable me to think clearer, I would pay off the kids’ college funds. Harvard and Yale watch out! The Teen has major attitude and The Boy is a charmer.
*I would next consult the world’s expert on liposuction and have those flat abs I so yearn for.
*Queenie, Sleeping Beauty, and the rest connected to me via DNA: pack yer bags. For the next thing you know, she’s a millionaire, and you know the kin folks have implored me to ‘move away from there’. Peace UD! I’m out!
*A bakery/coffeeshop/bookstore/yarn shop would pop up in the near future
*Any place that educated me and mine would receive a large gift, partially to get more teachers of color on board, partially to ensure the schools are competitive.
*Guess who’s getting a new kitchen?
*Guess who now has dual citizenship in France and the US?
*I would have my house on the Main Line, my maiden name (Psych, maybe, no for real, psych!) And no need to sneak yarn into the house.
* I would make sure that all kids had access to quality reading materials in my neighborhood (the UD address, not the unlisted one on the Main Line) and paid summer scholarships to day camp.
* An endowment for scouting to ensure kids have someplace to be nurtured and hang out.