Weekend? Over? Already?

 

I just came home from church, and then Hooters with the girls, needless to say I am stuffed but we had enough wings that I can have some for dinner tomorrow. I don't really feel like doing much else other than relaxing. I think the "ITIS" has set in. I'm going to attempt to watch a Bball game or two if sleep doesn't catch me first. I sure hate when the weekend is over because it's back to the Monday grind! ~Big Sigh~ This weekend wasn't nearly long enough.

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Pour out a lil' liquor

There are no words ~sniff-sniff~.NOOOOOO! Not Omar!! Mama NNOOOOOOOOO!   I love The Wire and all that, but c'mon! I know they could have done better than that. Kenard? Kenard? Are you F'in kidding me? ~sniff, sniff~ I had a love -hate relationship with you  but even so, I can truly say I'mma miss you man! *pouring out a lil' liquor*

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Old School Friday

Today's old school artist is Das EFX!!! Ya'll remember them? This used to be my shyt back in the day? I'm sitting over here jammin' to some oldies, sippin' on a glass of wine while I try to figure out what I'm going to wear to this poetry slam tonight. Enjoy!

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Mama Noooooooooooooooooo

For those of you who may not know, this is Frankie, Keyshia Cole's mama, yes I said MAMA and believe me I use that term very loosely. I know Keyshia had to be embarrassed as hell. Frankie needs to act a fool on her own time and not at her daughter's fuctions. Better yet, she needs to sit her old ass down somewhere and act her age. She out there in her mini dress, blonde wig/weave (as fierce as that cut is) dancing up on stage at her daughters platinum party( and no she didn't say "Happy ValenTIMES Day". Not only is she dropping it like its hot, she's smacking her ass on top of it. I thought Janice Combs was a hot mess but Frankie has got her beat. Jesus take the wheel...please!

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You Me and She

Okay, So I'm reading this book Something on the Side by Carl Weber.  I'm on page 27 of 390 and already, I have a good idea of what will happen in this story.  It's about these women.  One of whom is married.  So far, she is trying to do something special for her husband's 40th birthday by taking him to Hedonism in Jamaica.  She also wants to take her BFF to Hedonism with them so she can be the third in their ménage à trois.   So far the BFF has declined but I know, Ya'll know what will happen.  First of all she has already broken a few cardinal rules:

• Never let your friends know how good your man is in bed, lest they get curious and want to sample the dick for themselves.
• Never invite another woman into your man's bed ( doesn't matter if you are present or not) Don't do it! Especially if you care for said man and are trying to build something with him.
  
• If you ARE stupid enough to invite another woman into the mix.  At least have enough sense to not let it be a friend or worse yet, your BFF.
  

I know we women like to brag on our men and I know how we are when we get some good dick. We want to shout it from the rooftops and tell anyone that would listen how he put it down. But keep that to yourself when you are amongst friends.  I know you and your girl have been BFF's since Kindergarten but  if she hears about the good dick your man is putting down, how he is blowing your back out every night and how he licks your pussy until you squirt. You dayum right she is going to start to want that in her own life (especially if she ain't getting none and your man is looking right.)  Curiosity killed the cat or in this case curiosity might get her cat killed (by your man) so mums the word on your man's bedroom skills.

You know when we women fall in love, we fall hard and deep. Just make sure you don't let yourself fall deep into a ménage à trois. It's all good if it's you and two dudes but as far as you, your man, and another woman.  DEAL BREAKER!  I won't even go as far as to say that a girl, girl, guy ménage à trois  is automatically off limits, but I will say that if the man is your husband, fiance', long term significant other, or someone that you really love and care for, DO NOT DO IT.  Men can be some slick  mofo's too . They will try to coax you into agreeing to their fantasy  believing that they will wear you down:   "If you  really love me you would do it";  It's just going to be this one time and I'll never ask you again";  "You said you'd do anything for me"  "If you don't someone else will"...well, let someone else do it then because I am not the one.  I said I love you nicca but I am not stupid and I damn sure ain't no fool.  You give in once and then you either got him asking for "Just one more time, I promise" or your girl or your man creeping trying to get another taste.  She may pull out all of the stops on YOUR man and leave you stuck on stupid trying to figure out how she's popping her pussy while giving head upside down  in a back bend or worse yet, He may pull out all of his tricks on her leaving her ass twitching, stuttering and drooling and I know.... you don't want that.  Doubly worse if the chick is an acquaintance or friend.  So to save yourself some heartache or unnecessary worry, when the ménage à trois  involves YOUR  man, leave it alone and just say NO!!!   Just in case my words have fallen on deaf ears( or in this case my words have fallen on blind eyes  peep the pic below:

This Bish on the right (obviously the trois in the Menage) done got the good dick and is already plotting her next move  Look at her sneaky ass.  Ladies don't let this become your situation.

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DO WE REALLY NEED A REASON

Today I was watching this play on BET and one of the actors happened to say something that I found to be rather profound.    He said that while "Women need a reason to cheat, Men just need a location"  and I'd like to add "An Opportunity'' to that quote.  I started thinking about this and I think that it is very true.  In most instances in which a  woman cheats,  the man has given her cause to go looking for someone else.  I can honestly say that I have never cheated on any man that I was in a relationship with nor given him any cause to cheat on me.  I'd much rather cut him off than waste my time playing petty tit for tat , get him back by fucking his friend type games.   That's just the type of woman that I am.  I know my worth and I know that I'm damned sure worth more than a man who claims to love me and want to be with me but yet can't seem to keep himself as well as  parts of his anatomy from straying.

When I do decide to commit to someone, I'm totally and wholly committed.  I don't want , nor do I need anyone else but him.  Now I'm not blind and I may still notice a fine dude or two but nothing, and I mean nothing,  could make me stray.  Now men , they are a totally different species. All they need is a willing participant and it is on.  The chick doesn't even need to look good but as long as she has a hole, again it's on. 

 I have only been cheated on twice( to the best of my knowledge)   Both times I found out about it and as soon as I did.. that was it,  I was done.   

Both men apparently regretted it and attempted to get back with  me but if you don't have sense enough to know what a good woman I am and what a good thing you would be losing before you make the decision to stray, don't count on me being there for you after you come to your senses.  Yes, it hurt to have to cut them off and in one of those instances, it took me a while to get over it but I DID.   To this day, one of these men will do anything that I ask and His wasn't even an instance of sexual infidelity. Once, I called him up and he got up out of his bed , woman lying right next to him, to come and pick me and my girls up and drop us off at our respective homes and then he carried his ass on.  I got off on playing those little games with him for a while but then decided that that wasn't me.  The other , I still keep in touch with from time to time, and he has since told me how much I meant to him and how much of an impact I had on his life.  It felt good to hear that although I've always known that  I was possibly the best thing that ever happened to him.  He'll call and invite me out to visit him. (I always decline his invitations) and then he pretends to be so hurt that I would have no interest in seeing him again. I told him that I can be friends with him and have no problem keeping in touch with him via email, text messages, or the phone but there really isn't a need for us to see one another face to face unless its by happenstance. Hopefully they have learned that the grass isn't always greener and would choose to be faithful to the next female that they decide to get involved with.

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ROCK THE VOTE

I found this to be uniquely interesting. Maybe you will as well!

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Now that  my V Day festivities are over and its the weekend bayyyybay, I can finally take some time to recoup.    My Valentines Day was awesome.  Blow jobs, dancing, laughing, shit talking, hootin', hollerin and just plain old acting a fool.  For ya'll nasty folks that might be thinking of the fellatio blow job, get your mind out of the gutter with your nasty self.  Im talking about the Bailey Irish creme, Amaretto, and whipped cream shots that you take in your mouth ( no hands and Yes!!  You definitely need to SWALLOW) shots referred to as a Blow job.  I'm a beer, Mojito, martini type girl at heart so I was mixing all of the above and throwing them back like  it was water.  Ya'll know I paid for it today right?  I haven't felt like this since my good old college days.  You know how it is when you talk to God and promise that you'll never, ever, ever, drink again if only he would make your head stop thumping and make the contents of your belly stay put.  I don't know what in the hell I was thinking because after that, my ass couldn't do  anything but pray that the room stopped spinning and take my ass to bed.  Didn't even get no dick but I still  had a ball. ~wink~

Not as much fun as a dick but they sure are pretty 

andthey taste OH SO GOOD!

On another note, why did my "friend" call me at 3 or 4 something in the morning.  I don't really know what time he called but I do know after the evening that I had,  it was TOO DAYUM EARLY for me.   Anyway, he called talking about can he come over because he wants to "taste" me.  I was like "Excuse me?"  and he said "Come on, you know you want that pussy licked."    I had to introduce that nicca to my friend Tone  because he knows I don't play that shit.  Unless you are my man and we are in the midst of fucking or trying to, don't call me at an ungodly hour asking me can you lick anything on my body.  I find that disrespectful since he and I have never gotten down like that.  Besides, I remember when there was a time that a dude wouldn't even admit that he ate pussy now niccas are using it as a pick up line WTF?   Same with females.  Please, back in the day  you'd be hard pressed to find a chick  who admitted to sucking dick but now they wear that shit proudly.  Say it loud:  I suck dick and I'm proud.  lol   When I sober up a bit more his ass will definitely be hearing it from me.  If he even remotely had a chance to  taste my goodies,  it's all but gone now  cause dude definitely got some 'splainin to do.  Anyway,  It's friday night and I'm about to pop a Tylenol and take my ass to bed.  Dayum shame because it is only 9:22 but I want to be able to enjoy my spa day tomorrow and if I'm still feeling the remnants of this hangover, I'm going to be one pissed bish.   Nighty night!

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Big Thangs Poppin'

So tomorrow is Valentines Day and I haven't as of yet decided what I'm going to do.  Although I'm doing the "casual" dating thing right now I don't have that One special person that I'm obligated to spend VD with. I have several options  but being that it is dayum near the Tundra here, I don't even want to step foot outside these doors.   Not really up for dinner, Not really in the mood for some dude to be all up in my face doing the lovey, dovey thang,  Gifts?  That I'm up for!  Sex?   Hell yeah I'm up for that!  tee hee. I'm seriously thinking about hanging out with the girls this VD.  Hey  the day is about love and I do love my girls.    I'm almost always guaranteed to have a good time with them anyway. 

Miko has been down in the dumps lately because she lost her man, boyfriend or whatever she calls him.  He ended up  getting back with his baby's mama and trying to work things out.  I can understand how Miko feels  but truth be told she was seeing several other men as well.  Miko, is beautiful, bright, and smart so why she is letting this one get her down is beyond me.  I don't think that she really cares that she is no longer seeing him. I think she is mad at the fact that he was the one to break things off with her.... first.   I don't think she has ever been "dumped" before and it is really fucking with her head that someone doesn't want to be with her.    She told me that he has been texting her and calling her but she hasn't returned any of his messages  which is exactly they way she needs to handle the situation..  He wanted to be with his baby mama so let him be with her.   I know she doesn't have any plans so I'm seriously thinking about rounding up the crew and spending the day drinking, laughing, dancing and watching the strippas.  After that, and if I'm feeling up to it, I'll spend the rest of the evening with one of my suitors.  That should leave enough time to have some bubble bath play, some massages, and some good ass dick!  :::big grin:::.  Yeah!!!  I'm liking the sound of that! Now I just need to think of a good gift to give him besides moi!

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What the heck is going on here.

I woke up this morning and cramps had my azz laid out!  I couldn't even get out of the bed let alone make it in to work.  I don't know what is up with that because I haven't had cramps like this in years and I do mean YEARS!

 Now I used to get them really bad, to the point that I would throw-up, sweat, and need to go to the ER so when folks say cramps aren't real, I say you are a muhfuccin' lie!  Anyway, I haven't had one of those sweating, throw-ing up episodes since college and I do not miss them one bit.  

I don't know what is up with me today though because these dayum cramps got me laid up and out of commission.  I'm not feeling this AT ALL.  TMI I know  but hey that's how it be sometimes.

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About my hottie, well.... errr....ummm, somebody's hottie!

As you may or may not know it is cold as hell here.  I don't know how many females I've seen with no hat, no boots, and no gloves.  Just to give you some type of idea of just how cold it is, last week when I left the house, it was -5 degrees. ( and that is without the wind chill factor which would make it seem as if it were about 20 below) These chicks have got to know that it is too dayum cold outside to try to be cute.  I know they were freezing there asses off. Hell, I left the house looking like the abominable snow woman and I was still cold but I digress, this is supposed to be about the hottie.

 After work, I was having this craving for tacos.  I had been  thinking about them all day at work( Yes, these tacos are just that good, and I'm not particularly a taco person) so when I got off, I stop by this little "hood " spot and was surprised to see that as cold as it was out, nukkas was still huggin' the block.  Anyway, I'm trying to find a parking spot close to the restaurant and I see dudes just standing in front of the place near the door, but those tacos were calling my name so its whatever.  Anyway,  I m walking to the place and as I'm walking one of the guys says "Dayum mama , You got some pretty eyes,  a nigga can get lost in them muhfuccas". I said "Thank You, I think" and kept on stepping.  When I got to the door, someone opened it for me, I said thanks and that was that. I really didn't pay to much attention to them because dudes on the block in the cold 24-7 can't do a dayum thing for me.  I'm at the counter ordering and  dude follows me in and says "So,  you got a man, You got a name?"  I said "Excuse me but I'm trying to order, thank you" and he started laughing and says "Oh my bad."  I finished ordering and proceeded to move to the side with my back still turned to the guy hoping he would get the hint that I did not want to be bothered. I was cold, tired, and hungry and with me, those things could equal bitch if I'm rubbed the wrong way.  Anyway, he kept  trying to make conversation asking me if I had a name and I said "I do" then he asked me if I had a man, I must admit, dude was persistent because I know I would not be trying to talk to someone who kept their back turned to me.  My phone started ringing so I reached in my pocket to answer it and my keys fell out.  Dude bent down to pick them up to hand them to me and I turn around to thank him and whooo Lawd. This man was gorgeous!  My nipples even stood up and saluted him!  I mean he had on a hat and a hoodie so the only things that were really visible  to me were his eyes ( albeit through sunglasses) and his mouth.  He had the most beautiful smile I've ever seen and that's no lie.  Pretty teeth, buttery soft skin,( if I had  touched him I bet it would've felt like it)  mustache and goatee and just.... Umm Ummm Ummmm Dayum! I couldn't do anything but stare at him and I wouldn't be surprised if my mouth was hanging open while I was doing it.  Somehow, I managed to thank him for picking up my keys and he just stood there and grinned. He  told me his name and I told him mine and then he asked for my number.  I just totally forgot about the phone call that I was on,   hell that heffa could hold on indefinitely.  I said, how about you give me yours and I'll call you.  He laughed again and said you're a difficult one but okay.  He asked me for some paper to write it on  and I had none so he ended up writing it on a 20 dollar bill.  Lol I had to laugh when he handed it over but he said that was the only paper he had.  I guess that I was  supposed  to be impressed but if he wanted to impress me he could've pulled out about 50  more of them twenties and then I may have  possibly been impressed.  Anyway, this man so had me in a  trance that I wasn't even aware that they called my number to pick up my order.  I excused myself, picked up my order and then he walked me to my car amidst whistles and whoops from his boys.  I thanked him, gave him a smile and a wave and pulled off.  I didn't look back although it took everything in me not to get one more glimpse of that man's beautiful smile.  When I made it home, reality started to sink in.  As much as I love the thug swagger, I simply cannot do the thug thing .  I'm getting too old for that shyt  no matter how attractive he may have been .   With eternal longing and remorse, I think  that it's best that I  erase the man and the number from my memory.  Well, on second thought what can one phone call possibly hurt  I mean really,  This man had my undivided attention once I decided to give him mine and I am so itching to test the waters even though I know he is so not good for me.

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Lawd A'mercy

This morning I decided to stop at McDonald's to get some breakfast and coffee since I didn't have time to make some this morning.  Anyway,   I decided to go inside and fore go the drive thru which is something that I never do.  Anyway, I'm ordering my coffee with all of my 8 creams and sugars.   I taste it and It isn't to my liking , so I ask the girl if she put in my 8 creams and 8 sugars and she tells me yes,  I taste it again after stirring it up and I tell her that she did not.  She then gives me some additional sugars (bitch!  if I wanted to add sugar myself I wouldn't have bothered to go through my 8 creams and 8 sugars spiels) but anyway, I move over to the side so that I can fix up my coffee the right way.   Two older gentleman come into the place and instead of the one  going up to the empty register( no line, no waiting) to place his order, he decides to stand behind me off to the right.  Now mind you, I'm over to the side fixing my coffee and he is behind me yelling that he needs water.  Now I was always taught to respect my elders and the fact that he was being loud in my ear wasn't the main problem that I had with him.  Oh, it was a problem but I  would have been willing to overlook that if it hadn't been for the fact that  every time this man opened up his mouth, I smelled hot garbage.  I mean his breath STANK! I tried to play it off and hold my breath a bit while covering up my coffee with the quickness because I didn't want that funk to invade my drink.  Anyway, I'm scrunching up my face trying to avoid the smell until I just could not take it any more.  I turned around and said "Excuse me but would you mind moving  over a bit?"  and he just looked at me and said  "For what?"   I said not only are you yelling in my ear but you are breathing all over my coffee. He moved over but I could tell that he was none too happy about it.    I tried to hold out as long as I could, I really did, but that breath smelled like straight up stank!    I told my co-worker and she said "Girl I told you to carry those mints with you. If you had done what I said, then you could have given him one or two."  My co-worker is a nut. That woman keeps me giggling on the regular. What am I going to do when this special project is over because I am going to surely miss her and her funny stories.  She also said that and I quote"You know sometimes old  people can't satisfy a woman the way they should so they might need to taste IT a little bit"  so they get down there and taste it and then don't brush their teeth afterwards. breath be smelling like Badussy, boody, ass and pussy!"  She and I both burst out laughing and I know people were looking at us like what the hell has gotten into them. On a new note, I met a little hottie last night but I can't type about that just now as I have work to do and me on the internet is not being productive.  

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We aren't family!

What the hell is going on here?   I texted an ex  just to say "Happy New Year" a few days after New Years.  He texted me back and we went back and forth for a few messages until I stopped responding.  Anyway,  He and I haven't been together in years but we talk intermittently from time to time.  Anyway  A few days after I stop texting him, he calls me.  I was busy at the moment so I couldn't talk to him and said I would phone him back.  Well fast forward to  this weekend .....I still haven't called him back yet but he left a message on my voice mail saying that his mom and sister were in town, he also left their number just in case I wanted to call them.  What in the world would make him think that I wanted to call his mama and sister? We were never cool like that.  Not even when we lived together.  Now I was cordial to them but not in a  just call them out the blue and say wassup type of way.  I was closer to his grandmother than I was his mom or his sister , well his sis was much younger than me so all I would say to her is hi and bye.  Besides I don't want to be stuck meeting up and possibly entertaining them if I did decide to call.  Ahhh well,  He left the message two days ago and due to the fact that I rarely , if ever, check my messages on my home phone,  I have a good excuse for not calling them while they're in town.  I'm just glad he didn't give them my number so they can call me!  

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What did I get myself into?

Only a few more hours and I am out of this joint. I'm supposed to be going out on a "blind" date tonight . I don' know why I let Jazz talk me into this shit because she and I both know that I don't do blind dates. I'm really easy to read and if I'm not feeling dude then he will definitely know it. Not because I'll be blatantly rude or anything like that but because it is extremely difficult for me to feign interest when I'm obviously not. The only reason I agreed to go is because Jazz has met "the finest, most perfect guy ever" *insert eye roll here* because she meets the "finest, most perfectest guy ever" damn near monthly but anyway, she says that they haven't really talked much and he asked her out. Jazzy can be overly cautious( which is a good thing in this day and age) so she told him that she would be bringing a friend and asked if he had a friend and of course he does, what negro doesn't have boys? I told Jazz that I will be driving myself there because I will not be left ass out if she ends up feeling dude a little too much and decides to hang out with him or stay the night with him. Nahhh baby, I will not be stuck depending on said blind date to take me home.. so meet them there , I shall! I really don't have any expectations because like I said before, I'm not into the blind date thing. Really it's just two friends dragging their two friends on a date with them because they fear being alone together. So far the plan is dinner and dancing which I politely informed her isn't such a good idea. I told her to keep it simple and earlier in the day. That way if dude isn't the prince she believes he will be she won't be stuck with him for too long. She's trying to act like she doesn't know wassup!! She knows the rules, when in doubt.....do coffee. Keep it safe and short! *sigh* It's crappy outside ...rainy, dreary, dull and I'm not really in the mood to go anywhere but I'll try the make the best out of it. If all else fails, at least I will be getting my drink on!!!!

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Wanna go all night? Well do ya?

My girl's and I were talking about something I heard on the Steve Harvey Morning show. One of them said that a woman really doesn't want a man who can go on for hours and hours during sex. I started thinking about it and while I have made my fair share of jokes about the infamous "minute man" (having experienced a few episodes where it took me longer to take off my panties than it did for him to cum), I realized that I really don't want a man that can go for hours and hours. Aside from the fact that my shit would be rubbed raw, chaffed and I would be walking bowlegged, If it's taking me that long to cum, then I am definitely not opposed to some help in getting me there whether it be fingers, tongue, or what have you. I am also not opposed to giving out directions, and instructions as needed. Long gone are the days where I fake orgasms tryng to boost up a nukkas ego, If you don't know what you're doing and aren't willing to take instructions and directions, get the hell up and OUT! I'm not trying to fuck for 3 and 4 hours and I know I am not the only one. I'm not multiorgasmic... well as much as I'd like to, I haven't had that "Nirvanaesque" experience of being able to cum more than once during the act..YET. Besides, I'm also a selfish lover. With me it is never really "all about you" unless I'm feeling especially generous that day. I mean, I will work hard to get you there up until it's my time, but my main concern is myself and if it just so happens that I get mine before you get yours. I feel sorry for ya! An orgasm for me is a sure fire sedative and most likely after I achieve one, I will be washing myself up and then rolling my ass on over to get some sleep. I have yet to find the man that would make me want to skip my happy ass in to the kitchen and make ham sandwiches and shyt. Not to say that he isn't out there but I just have't met him yet. Maybe 2008...huh?

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Happy New Year !

I've just returned from visiting family for the Holidays and I want to just let it be known that I am not at all happy to be home. After my little jaunt, I am seriously considering moving back to my hometown. I miss my peoples ya'll I MISS THEM!!!!!! While I didn't really do much ....Yes, you heard right, No partying for ya girl while she was there, I still had a fabulous time. Family will definitely do that for you! So now I'm back here just going through the motions.

I did drag Miko to the mall with me upon my return to get my brows threaded which was an experience in and of itself. Now I had been thinking about getting them done for a while, so I inquired as to the level of pain involved with this process. I was told that it hurts less than waxing and is better because it doesn't involve ripping off a layer of skin as does with waxing. Anyway, I told the chick that I would be back. Two weeks later I head on back to get it done.

I sit in the chair and she is doing something to my brows and I'm pleasantly surprised because I am feeling No pain. Come to find out she was just brushing them or whatever to get them the way she wanted them before she started threading. Well I braced myself (as I do when I get waxed) but lawd. let me tell you all that I was not ready for what I felt. That shit hurt like hell! Like HELL I tell ya. Anyway, My eyes were watering so bad that passersby thought I was crying. The chick threading me asked if this was my first time and I said yes, ya'll lied to me when I asked about the pain. This shit hurts like hell and about 5 times worse than waxing! Anyway, she was nice enough to hand me a Kleenex so that I can dab at the water flowing from my eyes and then she handed me a mirror. I must admit, My brows look fabulous and she did them to my specifications: no thinning, no shaping, just clean them up a bit!. I do plan to have this done again and I'm hoping that the more I have it done, the less pain I feel. Miko just stood there laughing at my comments and sounds but her punk ass decided not to get hers done. I don't understand why because this chick gets bikini waxes, You hear me? BIKINI WAXES, where they get all up in every nook and cranny of the cooch and the booty but the brows are too much for her? I told her I would contemplate getting a Brazilian but if the pain is anything like the brows, and I imagine it wouldd be since my goodies are sensitive, then as of now, I'm thinking HELL NO!!

May the desires f you hearts be fulfilled in '08! Happy New Year!

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Such a procrastinator I am.

I don't know why I always wait until the last minute to do my shopping knowing I'm not going to be able to find what I want. Well actually, I really didn't have a problem finding the things that I wanted to get, the problem lies in the fact that I didn't know what to get. I picked up a few things that I thought would be good. I'll include gift receipts(yes, one is a notorious gift returner, never likes anything that I pick out) and be done with it! On another note, I have a cold out of this world. I don't know where or how I got it. it just crept up on me out of no where. One day I'm fine and the next, I'm struglling to breathe due to the stuffiness of my nasal passages. Thank God for my Afrin! It has been my saving grace since this thing happened I've even stooped so low as to pull out the old Robitussin in an attempt to rid myself of this unwanted cold which hasn't really done anything as far as I can tell.. Guess I'm going to just have to let the thing run it's course. I hope it's soon because I have a plane to catch on the 27th and I want to be, no I NEED to be at 100% for my trip!

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Back to blogging

Since the summer has, way to rapidly I might add, come to an end, I'm back to blogging. I've had a blast this summer, been down to Florida and Atlanta, as well as Aruba and loved every minute of it. I went to a nice family reunion picnic last night. It was actually one of my mom's friend's family but since I've been around them since I was a wee lass,I decided to attend. I had a ball, good food, good, music and good drinks. The crowd was mostly older but I love oldies music as well as talking to older adults. I find them interesting and I love to hear their tales of "back in the day". Anyway, I spent the evening sipping on Coronas, Blue Hawaians, coolers, doing the cleveleand and cupid shuffles, talking, reminiscing, and laughing. T'was truly a great time BUT( you know there had to be a BUT) why did some people who were too damned old to be puffing on a spliff(according to my mom) decide to light up mid picnic in the presence of everyone? There were way too many kids around for them to be getting blowed and acting loud and ghetto out in public like that. They could've taken a walk or gone to the alley or did anything other than light up around folk. There was also this lady who looked to be about late 40's or 50/s whose only goal,I believe, last night was trying to get fucked. she was bumping, grinding, humping and doing everything. She even fell on the floor in an attempt to "drop it" a few times, dayum shame. Anyway, thats how I spent my saturday night, how about you?

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Sheee's back( but for how long, who knows)

Yes, I have truly missed posting but you know how it is sometimes. First, I got caught up in Spring fever and now I've got summer fever. we have been spoiled with such nice weather lately I've been on the go just enjoying it. In this city the weather is crazy so although it's 88 today, no one would be surprised if we had snow tomorrow so I've got to get out and about ya know? I was at the gym this morning and I cannot understand why females put on make-up (I'm talking full face make-up, foundation, eye shadow, the whole nine) just to go to the gym and sweat it off. Kind of defeats the purpose don't you think? I was looking at this chick today who works out with her FAT man (he trains her, another of my pet peeves but today it's all about the make-up ) She comes in with her hair in a ponytail but when she hits the floor her hair (weave) is loose and curled. She has on eyeliner, shadow, powder that doesn't match her complexion and lipstick(lips outlined with black eyeliner). She was standing in front of me while I was on the elliptical and It took everything within me to not laugh at her. She looked ridiculous! Anyway, I so wish I had my celly and I most certainly would've tried to sneak in a pic. Anyway, it really isn't any of my business what the next chick decides to do but that just puzzled me. I know that I go to the gym to workout (gotta keep it tight and looking right) and I know that sometimes I can work up a serious sweat and wearing make-up just doesn't make sense. (can't possibly be good for the skin either) I also don't wear too much make-up if any at all so that could be why I find it so puzzling. I may wear a little clear mascara, some lip gloss, and occasionally eyeliner but most of the time I am fresh faced. (with the exception of the lips) With me, what you see is what you get. I am about to go to a book club discussion so I will have to end this here. ciao!

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The girl just knows these things

Today was my last day with the co-worker and just like I knew he would, he asked me out (of course he did it in a round -a-bout way but he did it never-the-less). The old dude kept coming into my office (conveniently when my co-worker was gone) saying that he was going to miss me and things. He asked me if I would keep in contact (by the way, he is 62 years old) I told him that I do email but I DON"T do phone. lol He asked me for my email address and I gave it to him only because I figured I wouldn't have to see him ever again after that) Anyway, he is asking me about going out to dinner and I can't remember exactly what I said but I do remember him saying "What's the matter? You're not interested?" I was thinking FINALLY, a chance to let him know so I said NO, I'm not and then this fucker had the nerve to say you will be. lol I said you're confident huh? And he said Definitely, I will change your mind and I won't be a pest about it. He gave me his email addy, home phone, cell phone, work phone, etc lol and of course I have no intention of using them. He said if he emails me and I don't respond, I will never hear from him again, so far so good! Now back to my co-worker. It was getting close to 5 (which is the time we get off but we had to stay and clean up our workspace since we wouldn't be returning back to that particular location) Now let me backtrack. Remember when I said he kept talking about his impending birthday. Well, I decided that because I didn't want him to ask me out, I would just chill out with my friendly, bubbly personality and tone it down a bit. I became semi quiet and really not too talkative with him. We still watched movies and things but I was extrememly reserved the 2 days prior to his birthday and the day after, so much so that he felt the need to ask me what was wrong with me. I also didn't acknowledge his birthday which I know was kind of rude and mean and I did regret this later. He never mentioned it so neither did I. About two days after his birthday, I was back to my old self. He kept saying that I was feisty(about 5 times in a row) and then kept taking our conversation to a personal level. like asking me have I ever cheated on a boyfriend and all kind of things that were absolutely none of his business. Now fast forward to the last day, end of work day and he says he is going to go home and get some rest and then he reaches over, rubs my thigh , squeezes it a bit and says "then we are going to go out" lol. The approach could use some work but I figured he would wait until the last day to make his move. I said that I don't go out and he said "I know, I'm not talking about to a club but to a little jazz spot or somwhere where you can drink a little bit and get your nod on". I said no that's alright and then he said that he didn't know anything about me except for my first and last name and he was going to go home and google me to get my number. Lol We'll see, We'll see! OOH I forgot to mention that he dressed up too. Had his little dress shoes and socks, slacks and leather sportscoat. ( up until today he was a jeans and sweats type of dude) I kept looking at him and he is an attractive dude. Bowlegged (and I LOVVVEEE me some bowlegs) I don't know what it was about him though that didn't do it for me. Hes not an ugly guy at all (rather nice looking and even moreso from the back!) Anyway, we were interrupted once again and I didn't give him an opportunity to bring the convo back up. After I said that I didn't go out he also got quiet and surprisingly didn't have much to say to me after that. Oh well, At least it was our last day together.

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