Beautiful Day in the Neighorhood!

Yes it is folks! Boston is having some good weather...I'm so excited and I just can't hide it. I'm about to lose control and I think I like it!!! LOL!!!

Seriously, I really am happy. What I noticed happening this Winter and now Spring is, it will be good weather during the week while everyone is sitting in work and on the weekends the temperture drops, it rains and snows. Then the sun comes back out on Monday...WTF! Now do you see why I'm happy? It's going to be nice on a weekend!!!

The funny thing is that I have nothing to do tonight. Only in Boston can there be nothing to do on a Friday night. I'm sure I can call around and see what's happening. But, I bet you a dollar to a bucket of shit that there isn't going to be much to choose from. Don't get it twisted...I'm all up and through Boston meaning that I know quite a few people. I belong to a few organizations and I know where the parties should be at. In all honesty, I really don't feel like going out. I'm more in a house party mood or barbeque. Those are the best parties sometimes. I don't have to walk around with a magnetic field that bounces lame as men off me. I can relax, talk shit, be my sexy self without all the hassle. Maybe I'll try to get someone to throw a few things on the grill...I don't have one :(

Chicago

I was on Robert Mack's blog reading about the good weather that Chicago is experiencing and I immediately got home sick. Anybody that knows me knows that I don't usually get home sick. I haven't lived there since 98. That's when I left for college. I didn't start getting home sick or realizing how much I missed Chicago until I moved to Boston in 2003. See, before Boston I lived in STL for 5 years while in college. I had a ball in STL...I was all up and through there, too. I was plugged into everything one way or another. I knew everyone that was anyone to know. I had my main girls. I met them in college and we pledged together in 99. SKEEEE-WEEEE MY SORORS, SKEEE-WEEEE!!!! I had a good time. Another benefit was that I could hop in the "Green Machine", I have a green Cavalier, and ride to Chicago on any given weekend and I did. I went home once a month for 5 years. It's like 300 miles...the distance from here to NYC. I still go home now that I'm in Boston, but's like every other month. Last year I went about 10 times, but so far this year I have only been once a few weeks ago and I'll be there in May. A plane ticket to Chicago can run from $200-$300!!! That's a nice piece of change. When I was in STL it cost me about $50 (The price of gas there and back), and I could take all my dirty clothes home and wash for free...LOL!

Well, I'm trying to get back permenantly. Either there or MIA. So, wish me luck because me and Chicago are like this (Crossing my fingers). We're tight! Ain't nothing like living on the Southside of Chicago...trust me!!!

Playmate vs. Soulmate

I recieved this over email and thought I'd share it. Thought provoking...

*Are you dealing with your Playmate or Soulmate? Would you even know the difference?


In our quest for happiness we must be sure that we don't settle for a Playmate when God has a Soul mate waiting for us. Sometimes this is a hard distinction to make. Playmates are tricky. They are so much fun to be with that even the smartest of us will be fooled into thinking this has to be our Soul mate. Worse yet too many of us attempt to make a Soul mate out of a Playmate.
The danger of this is that later, after years of playing we will meet our Soul mate, but it may be too late then. We may have already made a Life mate of our Playmate and created life-long bonds (emotional, children, etc.) Or we may have been hurt from playing so hard that we are in no shape ourselves to be anyone's anything. How can we distinguish between the One, and just another one?

First, we must be open with ourselves about who we really are and what our soul yearns for. Only you and God know what is truly in your heart and mind. Only you know what will make you truly happy and whole.

In order to find your Soul mate you have to know you, first. You must be willing to listen to that inner voice. And is that voice telling you that the nerdy person you enjoy talking and sharing your thoughts with, could be he? What about that friend who is always willing to go the extra mile for you when no one else will. Oh no! He's too short or too tall, balding or too hairy, and on and on? Just too ordinary looking for me! Then there's that girl who makes you feel so special when you 're around her, but she doesn't match that ideal you have conjured in your head. She's too tall, not slender enough, not light or dark enough, not shapely enough, not attractive enough, and on and on. She just couldn't be for me! So what if he or she doesn't look like Denzel Washington or Janet Jackson! He or she is going to treat you like the je! wel that you are.
Not only that, his or her soul and yours will commune in ways you never imagined possible! In order to heed that voice, we have to put on the back burner our own superficial thinking. Could it be that your inner desire is for a truly genuine person with a good heart?

If you enjoy playing, stay on the playground. There are plenty of Playmates out there to occupy your time. But don't spend too much time playing or you may play your life away. Eventually the playing loses it appeal and your soul begins to crave a deeper, more meaningful connection. Your soul begins to crave your Soul mate.

Spinning at the Gym...

I think I died and came back to life today.

Tonight was my first time ever taking a spinning class...(doom, doom, doom). Let me start by saying that I have to be the most out of shape slender person you'll meet. Seriously. I am so unfit and I didn't realize it until I decided to get healthy (and get my abs back right for the beach). I have been eating right...at least eating better and going to the gym everyday after work. We have a gym at work, so it's easier to just run downstairs, get your workout on and bounce. Not to mention, it only costs $16 a month. I try to do 30 minutes of cardio everyday and weight lifting. I'm noticably building up my muscles and I see the abs coming back in my belly, but there is that thin layer of fat around my mid-section that I want to get rid of. I know that those of you that know me are shaking your head like what are you talking about. But, for me I have never had an issue with weight. I had to be sure to eat, so that I didn't lose weight. Strange...huh? It has always just been natural for me, but I've noticed that my metabolism has been slowing down over the last year and I always made a vow to myself to never, never, never, ever get to the weight gain point of no return, so to speak. I'm obsessed about getting fit. I went to sleep last night dreaming about doing crunches...no bullshit!

Spinning

Everyone talks about this infamous spinning class and how hard it is and how good of a workout it is, blah, blah, blah. So, I thought I'd give it a try. Usually, I just watch the class while I'm on the eliptical machine trying to build up my stamina and courage to actually join. I mean I need to take baby steps. Just last week I was in the step aerobics class and could barely walk for 2 days. My calf muscles still hurt. Today, I decided I was ready.

First of all, somebody could have told me that my butt would be on fire once I left the class. I can't even describe the pain I felt on my rear end from this small hard seat. Yet, as it rubbed between my legs it was a little erotic...(((I'm blushing))). I was riding that bike and the seat was rubbing...I thought I was going to cum in the gym. I started looking around at the other women to see if they were feeling the same thing, but were trying to hide it, too...LOL! Once I was able to get pass the pain/pleasure going on down below, I realized I really couldn't breathe and the instructor was trying to kill me. Not only was my ass hurting and my cookie feeling good, my legs were burning, I couldn't breathe and my hair was sweating out. Luckily, I wrapped it before going into the gym. I know I looked like a fool, but who cares. I'm like the only black person in the gym, so all the white and asian women were amazed in the locker room about what I had to do to keep my hair in tact...LOL! I find that so cute. Shit, I just got my hair done Thursday and I need a perm, so sweat would throw a sister right out the game.

By the end of the spinning portion of the class, the last 15 minutes is abs, I thought I had died and went to hell because I was still in the damn class! I must admit that I feel good overall, but damn...does it have to be this hard...does it get better? Can someone tell me what to do with my hair under extreme sweating circumstances? Can someone tell me how to make myself go back to that class? As of right now, that spinning class can kiss my ass or better yet, my cookie ;-)

Blog Surfing...

So far this morning I haven't done much of anything at work. It has been a really slow Monday...so, I've been blog surfing. I ran across this list of IF's on Professor GQ's blog and I thought I would take some time out and answer the questions...

1. If you had to describe the most memorable night of your life, what would you say? The birth of my daughter, who just turned 11 a few weeks ago. Since I was only 15 going on 16 having a baby that was some memorable shit. Forget a memorable night...try a memorable 9 months....

2. If you had to name the best album cover ever, which would it be? I don't really have a best album cover...I burn everything from someone else. (oops, did I just say that?)

3. If you had to give up your favorite food forever, what is the minimum amount of money you would demand in return? For 2 Gazillion dollars I would give up pasta with red sauce. I am addicted. So, now you see why I'm in the gym...

4. If you have can have anyone from history welcome you into the afterlife, who would you want it to be? My paternal Grandmother. She was my favorite Grandmother before she died of Cancer. I was only about 6, but I remember it like it was yesterday.

5. If you had to name the single most erotic part of the human body, what would it be? I would have to go with the lips and tongue...LL Style...ummmmm...

6. If you could say (or have said) one thing to your father on his deathbed, what would it be? I wouldn't say anything because I wouldn't be there. He hasn't been here for me...

7. If you could have any view in the world visible from your bed, what would it be? I would love to have a view of the ocean and Palm trees swaying in the wind against the back drop of NYC or Chicago's skyline. I know NYC & Chicago don't have palm trees and Chicago isn't even on the ocean, but it's my fantasy...

8. If you could have prevented any single fashion idea or trend from ever happening, which would you have stopped? I would do away with all this mulit-color weave wairing. I am not against weave...do what you have to do. Everyone isn't blessed with manageable hair. But, Ladies, you are not Keisha Cole and this is the not the videos. So, leave that rainbow skittle look to the movies, videos and magazines. You look like a fool walking around any city like that...

9. If you were to select a moment when you were convinced that an angel was watching over you, when would it have been? When I was robbed and almost raped at gun point in my house. He broke in my house while I was there, attempted to rape me. I started praying aloud and he changed his mind, robbed me and left. (That's the short version) He was since caught after he brutally raped, sodomized, beat and robbed a girl in my same complex a month later. He got 25 years for my incident alone.

10. If you could have heard the death bed confession of one person from history, who would you pick? Tupac...I would want to hear him say who shot him...LOL!

11. If you could prevent someone from overusing one word, who would it be, and what word would it be? I would like to prevent everyone from calling everything "hot" unless it burns. EVERYTHING IS NOT HOT!

12. If you were to pick a city whose character best represents your own personality, which would you choose? It's a toss up between Chicago (Where I'm from) and Miami (Where I want to be).

13. If you suddenly found the courage to do one thing you always been afraid of doing, what would you want it to be? Bungee jump!

14. If you could commission of any living author to write a new book, who would you choose, and what you want them to write about? I would want Phillipa Gregory, author of "The Other Boylen Girl", to write a book about my life. She spins a tale lovely and her books are based on fact laced with her imagination. I have read all of her works and would be honored if she wrote about me.

15. If you could have changed the mind of one person from history on one issue, who and what issue would you pick? I would choose to change the mind of the guy who assinated Dr. Martin Luther King for obvious reasons...

16. If you were to have three new baby daughters, what would you name them? Brindisi, Penelope and Briauna.

17. If you had to name the most gullible person you know, who is it? In the attempt to not hurt any feelings, I'll keep that LIST to myself...LOL!

18. If you were to confess to how many people you have honestly been in love with, what would you say? One maybe two...

19. If you could give an Academy Award to the most underappreciated actor in the history of Hollywood, who would you award it to? Samuel L. Jackson, he is one of my favorite actors of all time. He has done a range of roles and he keeps everything fresh and real. I watch some of his movies over and over...

20. If you could completely remove someone?s vocal cords for one year, whose would they be? P-Diddy, Karrine Steffans, Tyra Banks (I'm sick of her "I'm from the hood" bull shit!) and President Bush. All of these people have been talking loud, but ain't saying nothing!

Relaxing Weekend

That's exactly what is was, relaxing...

Dinner & the Girls

I met up with some of my good friends at this nice restaurant in the South End called Jaes. Jaes is an Asian restaturant on Columbus that one of my girls suggested, so we all said what the hell. I had never been before, so I was really looking forward to it. I have made it my business to try all of the restaurants Boston has to offer.

As usual, I arrived first. I have this thing about being late...I hate it. Even when I try to be late because I know everyone else is going to be late I still end up early...Go figure. After waiting for 15 minutes these tricks started trickeling in...Just rude...LOL! V was later than everyone else. She went to the Jaes in Brookline and had to leave and come over to the Southend, so we ordered some drinks and appeitizers and waited...

To anyone that is reading this from Boston go to Jaes for the drinks if for nothing else and try the pear martini. It's the BOMB!!! They even make these really good mojitos. The only thing is that they serve the mojitos in martini glasses (((shrugging))) I could care less. They could serve the drinks in salt shakers and I would shake it right down my throat...ummm hmmm good!

So, anyway V finally arrives and we have a good time. What I like about these evenings is the bonding that takes place between all of us. Everyone gets so busy living their lives that you sometimes forget about your friends. I mean we have work, school, kids, family, love lives, travel, etc...so, everyone once in awhile we reconvene and talk about our lives and accomplishments. We went around the table and briefed everyone on what we had been up to. People were going back to school, people were happy in their new relationships, people had lost a lot of noticable weight and I had gotten out of a unhealthy relationship and started at the gym...everyone deserved applause...that's what I'm talking about...women making moves, staying postive and coming out on top. One thing that resonated throughout the group is that the implants (me, V and T) were leaving Boston come hell or highwater...Don't get me wrong Boston has been good to me. I've met some good people and I've had a lot of fun, but I think my time is up. I never came to Boston to stay forever. I intended to give it 5 years max. It's been almost 3, so I think I can bail a little early. It's time.

We shut Jaes downnnnn! (In my best Madea's voice) They were cleaning up around us. We knew it was time to go when one of the Asian cooks walked out with his coat and back pack...LOL! After we left there we went to my favoritess Asian restaurant in the Bean, Pho Republic on Washington Street. They make the bestests drinks, so we went there for a night cap and continued conversing about our lives, politics, Hurricane Katrine and the state of New Orleans, love, etc. I must admit I was lit when we left. Not too drunk, but niiiccee.

I texted everyone this afternoon and thanked them for a good evening and to express my gratitude for their friendship. It's hard to find good people in a strange city and when you do it makes your time so much more pleasent and that is exactly what they have done. We don't talk everyday, but when we do talk its a bunch of laughs!!!!

Hungover Sunday

I think I had a little too much to drink because I woke up this afternoon with the worst hangover. I had to call my book club group and tell them I wouldn't be making it. I was too nauseated to get out the bed. So, I laid in the bed all day and did nothing and I'm proud of it. In today's day and age we feel like we always gotta be doing something. And, if we're not then we're lazy. I don't think so. I need to rest sometimes and just watch Lifetime. What's life if you can't take time out of it and realize just how happy and content you are??? The only thing or should I say person that impeded on my restful Sunday was Common. He called once...I didn't answer, so he called right back. Damn! If I don't answer wait for me to call you back. What's so hard about that. Then he text messages me. I called him back just so he would leave me alone. What did he want? Not a damn thing, but to tell me that he misses me and it will take a lot to get me off his mind and out of his heart. In all honestly, I care about him deeply, but he has some issues and I went to school for Business not Psychology, so I can't help him. I feel like the more I'm with him the worst I become. It's easier to stoop to someone's level than it is to bring them up to yours and I found that I had been stooping. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!! He doesn't get it. All my friends, male and female, keep telling me to just stop answering my phone, which is probably the less stressful thing to do. SO, why do I keep answering????

Flava Flav

I thought the show was suppose to come on tonight where all the girls get back together again...What happened? It didn't come on at 10 Est like it usually did. Did I miss it? I can't wait until season 2!!

It's Been a Long Time...

I know, I know...the dead has arisen...SUE ME!!!

Your girl has been reallllll busy, lately. Not to mention, I'm in and out of town every weekend. But, that's going to slow up for a minute. Me and Common called it quits, so I don't plan on going to NYC anytime soon...plus he moved to Florida today. He got a new job with a big pharmacutical company and his territory is the Gainesville/ Jacksonville area. No, we didn't break up because he's leaving. Please belive that fool still wants to keep his teeth in me from 2000 miles away. He has some for real control issues. We broke up because I wasn't feeling him. I mean, I'll be 27 April 13th and I'm at the stage in the game where if I don't see a future then I don't need to be seeing you. Not saying I want to marry every guy that I date, but when I realize that you aren't that material then kick rocks. I've done the messing around for the sake of getting my coochie wet thing. I'm done. However, I do intend to play the field and weigh my options. Wait a minte, I'm tripping, In Boston...there are no options!!! LOL!!!

I'll talk more about Common's dysfunctional ass later...

I'm going to Miami in April for my b-day. I'm looking forward to that. I love the M.I.A!!! I try to get there at least once a year. I've been hitting the gym hard to tighten up these abs and thighs. No, I'm not out of shape...I'm still bootilicious and sexy as usual, but the holidays are over and it's time to get my bikini body back flawless. You know Southbeach is topless and I intend to be out there topless with a thong to get full sun coverage. That's the only way to tan...tan lines are for lames and are very unattractive.

Work has been work. Same ole, same ole. I'm sick of it. I love the company, but I hate working for people. Those of you that know me know that I like to run things or be in control and Corporate America ain't hearing that, so I'm sick of it...

I know you're wondering why I'm in the house refreshing my blog on a Friday night. I didn't feel like going out. My boy is organizing people to meet at Felt for some chicks birthday, but I don't feel like being bothered. My girl, ATL, has her girls in town and she called so that I could accompany them to a comedy show...I wasn't feeling that either, so I didn't answer the phone. My boy POPS is having a poetry show at Northeastern University tonight, but I wasn't motivated to go to that either...Sometimes I just like to be alone to do nothing. I'm an avid reader, so I'll read a book, read peoples blogs even though I haven't been blogging, watch a little tv, sleep, play with myself...whatever, as long as its alone. I'm comfortable with me. I don't need to be around people constantly...sometimes all they do is drain your energy anyway. I need time to recoup. Everyone knows people that need constant interaction. They have to have someone around or they are unhappy. I feel bad for those people. And, they wonder why deep inside they are so unhappy and have no man. HELLO! You aren't happy with yourself...why do you expect other people to be happy with you? Geesh...

I want to reinvent the appearence of this blog, but I have no idea how. I'm not website savvy at all. If someone could help a sistah out I'd appreciate it...thanks!

I intend on updating regularly again, so feel free to start back reading.
Until the next post...SMOOCHES!