What Goes Up, Must Come Down

That is the cliche of my life. Or maybe... Another one bites the dust!

I'll expound on it more later.

Smooches :)

First, I would like to have a moment of silence for Trish. I didn't know her well, nor was I blessed enough to know her long. But, from what I do know about her through our brief interaction, her blog and her interactions with everyone in the blog world she was a great and positive person who deserves some recognition. With that...let's bow our heads in prayer and Thank God for taking his Shepard to a much better place.
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Holiday Week in Review

Dorothy couldn't have said it better, there is no place like home. I swear. I truly enjoyed my week of catching up with family and friends. My daughter is getting so tall. She's damn near my height at 11. I shouldn't be amazed, though. Her father is 6'6. I like them taller than me. My last significant ex is also 6'6. I digress. My nephews are bad as hell! They are double trouble. The oldest is 2 and the youngest is 1. I ask myself over and over again...what in the hell was they thinking??!! There mother is dumber than ever and I see no signs of enlightenment coming her way. That's a whole nother post. Me and my aunt made up. We have been on each other's shit lists for the last couple of months. My grandmother made me Salmon Crochets. I LOVE THEM!

Shout out to Rob Mack...dinner was great! I have never been to that place and I was pleasantly surprised. Too bad it was a work night for you. We could have stayed out longer.

This dude I grew up with that lives across the street from me was shot in a robbery. The bullet pierced his arm, but got stuck in his coat and didn?t travel all the way through. Also, this 12 year old girl was stabbed to death by an 18 year old girl 4 blocks from my house. They were fighting over a boy.

I learned how to play Bid Whist Friday at my best friend's aunt's house. Ain't nothing like a Chi-town card party. A lot of food, booze, and loud talking. I must admit, Bid Whist is better than spades. It's confusing and requires a lot of strategizing, but its fun all the same. I left there full with a plane to catch in the next 3 hours. LOL!

I had the opportunity to talk some sense into my cousin about a few things. She's struggling with what she thinks she's suppose to be doing and what God has put on her heart and in her mind to do. I pray she makes the right choices in life.

I also need to give a shout-out to my boy Jamil. He's not a blogger and he doesn't read blogs, but he needs a little recog for the good time we had one night last week and for footing the bill. We went to this movie screening for MVP and it's after party. It's a movie that has Marlo Stanfield from The Wire and a few more people. Anyway, when we get there and I go to pay for coat check I realize I left my wallet in my other purse. No money and no ID. DOH! So, he paid for everything without a mutter. Luckily, they weren't carding for drinks or I would have been shit out of luck.

There is a lot more that took place over the week, but I don't feel like going on and on and on about stuff that might not even matter to you. All in all, I enjoyed myself and look forward to Christmas!

Now I need to catch up with your goings ons

Smooches :)

Turkey Day

I know this is an early shout out to Thanksgiving, but I'll be stepping away from the blog for a week for a much needed vacation to Chicago! While, I'm there I will not be thinking about this damn blog. Don't get me wrong, I'll miss you and your lives dearly. However, I'm stepping away from the computer to spend time with family and friends. I'll do my bestest to record any eventful, funny or noteworthy happenings, but I can't promise anything. My memory isn't the greatest.

In advance, here is a list of things I have to be Thankful for this year:

• My daughters health. She has Sickle Cell Anemia and she made it through the year without needing to be hospitalized one time. She has had Pnemonia (sp) twice in the past that has required blood transfusions and blood transfers to allow her body to fight off the infection. This year her health has been supurb!
• My health and sanity. Over the last few months things have been real hectic in my life, yet I keep a smile on my face.
• Options. I marvel at the fact that I am a woman with many options. Where do I want to live, where do I want to work, who do I want to date, where should I vacation for my birthday, how much MORE money should I put in savings, etc. I'm not limited in my thinking or in life. That's a blessing that we take for granted. Some people don't have any options.
• Friends. That includes the one's I've made on this blog and the one's in real life. The people that don't know me from Adam, yet they comment on my blog and give real good advice. The people that keep in touch with me and my comings and goings just because. The people that love me for me and wouldn't change a thing about me. Because only true friends realize that my quirks, idiosyncrasies, attitude and outlook are the things that make me me...SPECIAL!
• God. He's first in my life, but I put Him last on my list. Why? Because I wanted to first show you what good things I have to be thankful for, then I wanted to show you why. I have these things because I know God and His Greatness. Trust me, he has carried me throughout my life and without HIM and the undeniable faith that through Him all things are possible I wouldn't be here today. You should get to know Him, too!

So, what do you have to be thankful for?

Have a Happy Thanksgiving!

Smooches :)

Ba Dunk-a-dunk!

So, I ripped my pants today along the thigh in the crotch area. I got out the car and I heard a rip! All I could do was laugh and thank the clothing gods that it didn't rip in a worst place.

When it comes to pants I am always faced with a dilemma. I have a small waist and a lot of hips and azz! So, if I get my pants to fit my hips and azz I have a big gap in the back and my belt won?t fit right. If I get the pants to fit my waist then they're a little tight in the hip and azz area...hence my mishap today and the mishap at the club when Rob Mack came to visit. So, what does a girl do in a situation like this? Wear skirts?

Nope. Start only buying pants from stores and designers that cater to Apple Bottoms! Speaking of which...The name definitely fits it's demographic. But, have you ever seen a chick in the jeans who really don't have an Apple Bottom? Funniest Ish ever! Almost like this chick modeling these jeans!

I recently ran across this site: Pzi Jeans

that cater to Big Booty women. I love these jeans. This is more of my speed in terms of her build :)

Aside from them, I really love Express Jeans and their slacks. I can't lie. They fit and they're reasonably priced. Who can beat that?

The Limited has some form fitting slacks, too.

Last, but not least. I have to give some credit to the Gap for helping a sistah with a shape out! They have a plethora of jeans and styles with a little stretch to them and I love the way they fit.

Basically, I think I need to invest in pants that are made for me!

Smooches :)

A Weeks Worth of Ish

What it do, Blog land? I love that ghetto ass saying!!!

Thanks to smart ass Rob Mack, (read his comment from the last post) I feel inclined to definitely recap my weekend. He made it sound like I don't have no follow through or something. Am I the flake that Zed so lovingly wrote about? (((humph)))

Anywhoo...

Last weekend I attended Stepping Out. It's an annual charity fundraiser black tie gala sponsored by Dimock, which is a community health care center that serves Boston's urban neighborhoods. Tickets to the event ranged from $300 - $150. The Who's Who of Boston's African-American community literally "Steps Out". I'm talking red carpet roll out...Oscar night attire.

Originally, I wasn't going. In the past I had always been advised that I need to attend just once, however I hadn't heard anything about the event that justified spending that kind of money for one night. True, this year Dwele, Chante Moore and Kenny Latimore were in attendance, but I was still going to forgo the night - that is until my girl Rachel came to me with a ticket her grandmother had purchased and could no longer use. The Senior price for tickets were $100. Even with that price I was still like, "I'll pass". I was just being stubborn. Then I got bumrushed at First Friday's at Whiskey Park by all my peeps pressuring me to go. Since it seemed everyone and their mama was going I caved in. Peer Pressure is a mother!

Saturday I did a mad dash to get ready. My hair was already done since my bi-weekly appointment was that Thursday. All I needed was something to wear. I didn't plan on dressing in sequins and glitter. I let the Seniors have that one. All I wanted was nice simple black dress. My other simple black dress is a little tight in the bust area with my newly developed B's...Hey, hey, hey...Stop laughing. A B cup is a big accomplishment for someone that didn't have to wear a bra until she was 24! I got enough ass to have a small chest!

Here's a picture of me and Rachel. I wish they would have taken a picture of my shoes. I had on red pumps and a red clutch.

I wanted to post a picture of the shoes. For some reason they won't let me show you the red version, only the black. But here is the link to Aldo for you to go and put them in red to see. The shoe is Satin and the strips are patent leather and the heel is silver!

At the event there were different rooms that you could go into and salsa, or hear jazz or hear Chante Moore and Kenny Latimore, etc. My boy who throws the Grown and Sexy First Friday's here in Boston sponsered the Dwele concert, so after his first set (he performed twice) we were introduced. He is so shy. It could have been an act, but I don't think so. Here is the picture of us after his last set. Damn, my forehead looks big!

Brother man has lost mad weight. He actually looked good sitting up there playing the piano and singing. His band was great! He has a mean drummer. All he needs is some back-up singers to complete the show. If you haven't gone out and gotten his latest CD go and cop that joint! It's definitely worth the money.

For those of you that really want to know how Stepping Out was overall: To me, it wasn't worth the money people spent. True, you got several concerts, bands, and food, but that wasn't enough. To me, it was poorly organized. Different companie or organizations sponsored different rooms and some of them ran at the same time, so you weren't able to catch everything. And, if one show was running late or over time you had to leave early or miss something els. True, anybody that's anybody was there, but the set-up of the event really didn't allow for true mixing and mingeling. You were off to the next show or whatever. I was also disappointed that the liquor wasn't free! I recommend going with a date. Most people there were coupled up.

That was basically the highlight of last weekend.

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Last week was marked by hard work and rest. I had several presentations and meetings to meet about meeting that it left me no time to blog and no energy to do so even if I had the time.

Aside from that, me and SS have been having "growing pains" as he calls them. Robert Mack, it reached the 30 day mark this weekend...LOL! One side of me keeps trying to push him away. I think it's some kind of twisted test I administer. If you like me at my worst then you deserve me at my best. Where did I learn these games? Luckily, he's persistant. Secretly, I really want him to stick around for a very long time.

To be honest, I'm no good at this relationship stuff, yet I yearn to be in one. How does that work? Since, I'm no good at it I look to other's relationships and fairytale romances to gauge how my relationship should go. As soon as shit doesn't go the way I think it should, I leave. Plain and simple. I leave and take everything I came with and I never look back, second guess my decision, or return. Can any of you psychoanalysis me? I really value your input. He's being patient. I constantly ask myself why...

Things that make you go hmmmm...

Smooches :)

Pause for the Cause

I'm going to need to take a breath for a moment.

I'm extremly busy at work and with life. So, during the day and at the end of the day I haven't had time to write lately. All I want to do is crawl into bed and sleep. You guys know that last week I was emotional drained and this week it's physical.

I did have a wonderful weekend that I really want to share! If you could just bare with me, I'll update you guys on everything that has been going on with me lately.

A little snippet: I met Dwele and I have pictures!

Smooches :)

Well I'll Be Damned...

I lifted this Colorgenic thingy from KnowOne. From what I gather about it, based on the order you select these particular colors it gives you a personal profile about you and things that are going on in your life. I'm sure that all of you have done something along these lines. You know, something that can lay out your personality or future. You've at least looked up your horoscope or astrological sign.

Usually when I participate in stuff like this one or two things ring a bell, but never the entire profile. Below is my Colorgenics Personal Profile. Anyone that knows me at all and has been talking to me over the last few days while I've been going through my little ups and downs knows this shit is accurate from the beginning to the end.

Here's the link to do it yourself: Colorgenics.

Enjoy!

You are very ambitious and because you seek and need recognition, you try in your own way to impress people and you want to be looked up to - to be both popular and admired. You feel that there is a gap which separates you from your fellow man, or woman as the case may be, but this anxiety is an unnecessary one. Keep on the way you are going and you may surprise yourself.

For some time now you may have been subjected to considerable physical illness and or emotional distress. This may have taken a severe toll and you feel both physically and mentally worn out. Your self esteem has been reduced and you now need a peaceful environment which will permit you to effect full recovery.

Everyone, sooner or later gets that feeling that one has been cut off from reality, cut off from everything that's going on around them. It usually happens when there is a complete lack of understanding and co-operation - be it from friends, family or loved ones. So what can one do about it? Instead of pondering as to what the future may hold, do something different. Make a cup of coffee. Have a shower. Read a book. Watch your favourite soap opera. Because as soon as you become involved in something different, the original disassociated feelings will dissipate.

You are frustrated and stressed. You appreciate the finer things in life but at all times you appear to stay aloof, critical of everything and everyone about you. You will not be carried away by your emotions and you refuse to trust anyone or any situation unless genuineness and integrity can be absolutely vouched for. Therefore, you keep a strict and watchful control on your feelings as you must know exactly where you stand at all times. You demand complete sincerity as a protection against your own tendency to be too trusting.

You are being very dogmatic, insisting that there is to be absolutely no equivocation whatsoever about your achievements and accomplishments.

Well I'll be damned...

Smooches :)

You Don't Know Me, Son!

That's what I want to scream every time someone attempts to predict what I'm going to do or say. Hell, I'm still trying to figure me out. So, what makes you think you got me all figured out?! I'm not the same way all the time.

I always tell people: Don't Let the Smooth Taste Fool You.

Interpretation:

When I'm smiling, I just may be crying inside.
When I'm crying, I just might be mad and not hurt and tears are the only things that can come out of me right now.
When I seem upset and like I really don't give a fuck, I more than likely care a great deal and anger is the only emotion I chose to express.
When I'm calm, I'm probably plotting my next move of destruction.

Basically, what you see is NOT what you get! Under no circumstances should you get comfortable in thinking it is. If you really want to know me, then get to know me. That takes more than a few telephone conversations, good sex, and a few situations. It takes TIME!

I'm not saying that I'm the easiest person to know. I'm not extremely open. I?m not overly friendly. I'm even a Bitch sometimes just because the wind blew to the East at 3 in the afternoon. But, one thing you can always count on is me being upfront and honest about whatever it is I think or feel. I'm genuine in what I feel and how I treat you. You'll always know where you stand with me. I don't associate with people I don't like. END OF STORY. I've grown out of the phase of needing to be liked by everyone. So, I pick and chose who I deal with and not the other way around. I'm a complicated person and everyone in my life knows that. I don't pretend to be anything else, nor do I apologize for it.

Yet, I want the same things everyone else wants: LOVE, RESPECT, LOYALTY, UNDERSTANDING & GOOD SEX!

Damn! Is that too much to ask for?!

Smooches :)