Project Runway: Season 4 Finale!!

Joy. Endless joy. Now let's pray this is not anti-climactic. All together now! I'm on the edge of my seat. Just 6 minutes until Rami, Prince Christian the Small (c)1969, and Jillian go head to head at NY Fashion Week. Of course in actuality this was weeks and weeks and weeks ago but no matter! I've worked very hard to ignore the coverage so I wouldn't accidentally see any looks or read anything about it. This is a very organic process and I mustn't have it muddled!! Last week's recap of Part 1 of the finale was a voice post so catch it if you need to catch up. Basically, Rami won the face-off despite his draping because Chris had hair weave shirts and dresses and blazers oh my! It was as horrendous as it sounds. Usually hair shirt means someone with a hairy chest. Unfortunately in this case it means someone with hair... on their shirt... vomit.

Less than 1:30 until the show!! AHHHHHHH! Chris has the most amazing laugh!! Love it. It's here!! And Posh is a judge, which I already knew. Love her!!

PCS is trippin out. Ooh they have food. Let me get some of that food. Rami... you're not gonna win. Sorry. I'm over you and your draping and let's not forget your comments about Americans not understanding fashion. That makes me want to cut you. PCS! You can't lose your fierce right now! Calm down! How are you suddenly flipping out?? See I'm not like this. I don't get all crazy in the heat of the moment. I like how I handle pressure. Very calmly. Jillian you can't make a quick decision and stick with it???? What are you talking about??? *sarcasm* Duh chick. Tell us something we don't know. Ooh! They're already casting Season 5!! Consumers are so ridiculous. We are 6 minutes into the finale and I'm already looking to the next season. I can't help it. That's the hotness of doing TV based on reality. You never ever run out of people. There are billions of us in the world. Everybody gets a turn!

I can't stand when models complain about things being uncomfortable. "These shoes hurt" "This skirt's too tight." Waa waa. You're paid to wear that for, on a runway, all of 45 seconds tops. Longer only if it's a finale piece or there are no changes. Even still you are in that for less than 30 minutes. You know what's uncomfortable? Homelessness. PCS said "Be really skinny, don't eat." He's so silly. Go get 8 burgers just because he said that. And send me one.

OMG TOP CHEF IS BACK NEXT WEEK!!!!!!!!! Too bad there's no hot black guy chef this time. Booooooo.

Jillian are you serious? You really don't know how to cast and now you want new models the day before the show? You're on drugs aren't you? A bit annoying Rami? You are such the king of understatements. It's kind of funny. PCS, "No it's done, put it away." AMEN!! All of you stop second guessing yourselves please please please. The order: Jillian, Rami and Christian. And I think Tim Gunn is about to cry. He's so hilarious. They're an inspiration for you? What about me Tim Gunn!?! WHAT ABOUT ME!?!?!??! Lolol. I couldn't resist.

One hour til the runway show!! There's Jack!! Awww Jackalicioius!! Why are 2 of PCS's models late? Not cute at all. Padma! Back to work next week!!! Chick how do you show up 30 minutes before the show start. PCS did you say you don't have other opps coming up?? Have you even SEEN what Austin the fab is doing right now?? Stop.

Heidi. I don't like your outfit. The shirt is cute, your hair is cute, but the rest I'm not loving. Padma why with the lavender gloves? Why??? Becks I heart you. If I was a mom and my child was on PR I would be in tears from the 2nd he/she walked out. I'm feeling a bit wet in the eyes anyway right now.

Jillian:
Not feeling outfit one. Is that a burkha? The skirt on outfit 2 yes. Shirt on outfit 3?? ABSOLUTELY!! Ooh dress 4! Outfit 5 skirt. Outfit 6- skirt, those sleeves on the sweater scare me. Coat on outfit 7 yes. Sweater outfit 8 err??? No on the cutouts. Outfit 9, yes. 10!?!?!? NEED!! And Tyson's mouth just fell open. It's amazing. Dress 11 absolutely. 11 also a winner. Stop it. I guess that was 12. Did I miss something? I thought there were 12 looks. IDK but that was amazing. Tough act to follow. I'm in love with most of that collection. The added piece-- the sweater in outfit 6? No indeed. I need them to edit themselves. If you're adding, you need to make sure it's in the same line. That wasn't even in the same color palette. I don't get it. The skirt was. The sweater wasn't and it was too weird even though it looked way better on.

Rami:
The Oscar thank you speech? Too funny. Dress 1- intriguing. Love the color. Dress 2 also intriguing a bit old for my taste. Dress 3 magnificent. Outfit 4 and 5 also intriguing. The pops of color and giant bags. outfit 5 yes on the skirt. 6 pants a bit much shirt LOVE. 7 I just can't stand the poo color. 8 dress nice. 9 dress i'd adore if not for that cap sleeve. 10 That model's walk is stilted. The dress no. 11 Dress yes and the hair piece is amazing. I think I'm missing stuff. IDK I'm watching and not looking at what I'm typing. Oh I think I know what's happening. I wasn't necessarily numbering the first ones, just typing. Ah well. You got the highlights.

Christian:
Is that a pleather shirt? I already know I need these hats. Every single one. Outfit 1 no. 2- Yes, yes and yes. 3 absolutely. 4 not really. 5- hmmm. 6- noo. 7- that collar I need. It's ginormous. That is the statement I am in life. 8 yes the whole thing 9 the jacket. 10 no. too odd. 11- no again. these ruffles all over west Africa and India and Asia. Too much. 12- The feather dress is amazing. I can't deny that. And I need that hair piece yesterday. My faves in this collection were all the hats and hair pieces. The clothes were too much for me. If they were too much for me most people will hate them. I won't go that far at all. They're not horrid but no.

Commercial break. Overall, I was pleased with what hit the runway. Everyone had multiple pieces I would wear. Loved it. I don't even care who wins. 20 minutes left in the show. Can't wait to hear what the judges have to say! Stop telling me about the model competition!! I keep telling you I don't care!! She said she could design 45 things from one painting. Jillian you're amazing. The knitwear was very surprising. Nina is right, it did look a bit disjointed. Almost not like a collection. Like oooh! I like this and I like this!!

PCS is going to die b/c Becks just called him major and he loves her!! Def. too much black. Thanks guys. The ruffles, black and feathers. I know he's dying because he loves Becks and she is all over him!! He just said he would dress her daily!!

Rami... yes. The woven pieces really were fab. You don't like those colors MK? Really? REALLY?? Mr. Black blazer and tee? Stop. Other than the green and brown in that one piece, you're out of control on that statement. He said "Let's be Frank." You be Frank, I'll be Jameil. Hahahaha. That so reminds me of my homie Morg. HILARIOUS, that one. Super jerk. Now here Nina goes on the colors. What are you talking about?? How can you not love the hot pinks and turquoise? Are you dead? Yes, you're dead, aren't you? Poor things.

Aaaaaaaaaand who's the winner?? Who is it who is it who is it?!!? Not Jillian?? Wow. It was the lack of cohesiveness. Poor thing. Stop yanking up your dress. I can't stand to see people pulling on their clothes. That says, "It doesn't fit." Who won who won who won??



OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!! PCS WON!!! PCS WON!!!



And Becks wants to wear his clothes?? Miss 1969 is losing it waking up the kids right now if she's back in town. Lol. I can't believe I'm not getting a text from her. Let me go check the email. No email either!? There's no way she missed that. Where are all my PR heads?! Where are youuuuuuuuu??? I found you and I was gonna wait to post this but I shant make you wait any longer! Oh and for the record, no, I did NOT find this finale anti-climactic because the clothes were so amazing and I really didn't care who won because they were all amazing. YAY!!!!!

I Just Almost Died

I'm trying to pare down my drafts. Get rid of old stuff, finish some things, delete posts I will never finish or finished in another life and forgot I had a draft of. I almost thought I deleted all my posts. When I tell you I didn't breathe for several seconds... I'm almost hyperventilating!! Lol. My whole life for the last 2+ years is on this blog. Don't even get me started on all the posting I've done in the last 4 months! Yeah... I got a little breathless.

Why am I so in love with Dawn & Q on MTB4!? They are so cute!! Love it. And Donnie's new song Dr. Love? FIYAH!! I don't know why Joy is slackin on her pimpin but I need that recap YESTERDAY!!! Don't create crackheads and then think you can't give them the stuff!!! You know what happens when you do that!! Get it together!!

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And we're back. My bad. The blog bully slipped out for a minute.

PROJECT RUNWAY STARTS IN 43 MINUTES!!!!!!!

Team Jameil! Scroll down for your shirts, son.

Could I Get More Chattery?

Barackophiles, please please please don't lose hope! He won 12 IN A ROW before she won 3. Yes OH and TX are big states, but the delegates are spread among the candidates AND our boy's still in the lead. She just broke his stride a little. Y'all are too funny gettin' all shook. I know we forgot he can lose!! It's okay. These odd states like Wyo. like to give him wins so we need to go ahead and claim that on Saturday. You know he does well in the south and my grandma's heading to the poll to cast her vote for him on Tuesday in the MS. That's right! Grandmama's for Obama!! And they said he doesn't do well with older people. Lol. Get it grandma!! I wish they had a shirt that said that.

Speaking of shirts... Rashan (X) is doing this hilarious series called Making the Blog and why is there a Team Jameil!??! LOVE IT!! La requested shirts... except she's not on my team. Too bad because this is what she would get if she was on Team Fabulosity.....

If you can't read that, it says "Team Jameil: Moisturizing Situations since 2008." Cause we ballin! (I can't stand him and hated that song when it came out but it's good for the club. Matter of fact, as much as D-i-double-d-y cracks me up, I couldn't even listen to more than one minute of the remix. Still annoys me...)

I might be going to m.edia night tonight. We'll see. My coworker who was supposed to meet me there might not be going anymore. Whether I go or not, before that I'll see the latest MTB4! Can't wait! THEN... drum roll please!! THE PROJECT RUNWAY SEASON FINALE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!! I have some other very random things to mention like the fact that I like my nails long but almost never look how the middle or thumb nail look. Especially when they're long.

I also have to pick my favorite psalm and WRITE a psalm for my bible class. 1) The first thing I thought was, "You do know there are like 150 of them right!??!" Sigh. I've found a few that are cool but I don't want to pick no. 9 without reading the rest of them so I think I'm up to 90 & it's due tomorrow night. I'll probably end up with no. 9 anyway. We also have to memorize part of it. Oh NO!! I just realized I'm only on 25. We have a long way to go folks. Good thing I'm off the rest of today and all of tomorrow.... Okay it turns out Psalms 18 was my joint, particularly v. 25-50. 2) I don't like writing prompts very much and I certainly don't want to hear anyone else's bad writing. Hopefully since it's about God it will be more than bearable and even uplifting. I need to stop sitting in the back with the talkers because some of them are getting on my nerves. Yes, there are even those people in bible class!! Lol.

Something else I realized... gym guy is a gym bully! We were only in the same vicinity on Monday and I worked harder. I was like "He's gonna be countin' my sets..." so I pushed myself. Now my legs are like, "PUSH THIS!!" I worked out today anyway but I had to take it easy on the cardio. My abs are gonna be so hot the next time I wear a swimsuit. I can't wait. Break out the Rosa Cha and leave 'em in my wake. I'm sure I can get much more random than this but I likely scared you enough with the nail joint so I'll say HOLLA!!

Parental Guidance Suggested

You know I believe everything happens for a reason. I also believe in everything there is a lesson.

I know we've had this conversation before but really. I continuously wonder, "Do you SERIOUSLY not remember your pre-baby past?? I mean you reeeeeeeally don't remember when you just did.not.CARE about children not related to you?" Because seriously, I'ma need you to not tell me how your kids had so many Christmas gifts it took 3 days to open when there are children whose only presents all year round come at Christmas and some days their only meals are the free ones at school. Also stop telling me about your kid's loose tooth that you and your husband refuse to pull. It's been dangling for 6 weeks now. I know this because 2 weeks ago you told me it had been hanging for a month and was now discolored but y'all were going to pull it that night. And you giggled when you said, "My son is such a wimp." THAT is not cute. I don't care if he's 6. I'm not saying he can't cry but turning him into that kid? Even less cute.

And don't get me started (don't eeeeeeven get me started) on how everything I say turns into a story about your kids. Please please please please please...


STOP!!!!

It makes me wonder... are people KIL.LING.ME. with their kid stories because without them I would've been that obnoxious parent boring the living DAYLIGHTS out of every passing person. Well Jesus, I hear you and I'm begging you!! RELIEF!!!

Since I made an SNL reference, may as well show you one of my favorite skits from last week.

And with that... I bid adieu.

So Over

I quickly move past things. That's why I want you to just let me have my moment. It won't last long so don't ruin it. I'm fine.

Know what else I'm so over? WINTER!! It's 62 today and I want to run and jump and yell... but there's lots of ice melting everywhere and I might fall and bust my head open. No one's cute with stitches inside a bald spot. That's not what's hot for the '08. Take my word for it. Tomorrow? Back in the 40s. Hisssss. Boooooooooo.

So over... this race. Texas, Ohio, Vermont & Rhode Island (you almost forgot their primaries were tomorrow right?), now's your turn to make history. Barac.k the vote. You know you want to. Say you like it. The Dems are wearing each other down unnecessarily. It's time to pick a leader. BTW all primaries should be the same day so we can just get it over with like in November. Who thought of primaries and superdels and caucuses? It doesn't work anymore. It's antiquated and obsolete. Time for a better system.

So over... being stared at at the gym. Today I look up and it's G(ym guy). Hey crazy. He asks me why I don't call him. Uhhh... Weren't you there? Did you click on that link? You should.

So over... naked ugly bodies. You make me want to vomit!! Stop walking around the gym like that! When I see older people who look gross I remind myself that's why I'm at the gym now. Praise Jesus for starting early in life!!

So over.... technology. I don't think I'll go this far but I'm thinking perhaps I should kick myself off the internet at 1:30 every day so I can get some of this reading done. That would give me at least 2 hours of reading (if I don't fall asleep).

Not over... the hilarious website Liz introed me to and now I know who's behind it! You know I was wondering. Lololol. Cracks me up.

Yes, You Know What I Mean Not At All

You know how people like to call themselves making you feel better by saying, "I know exactly what you mean because..."? And when they get done letting whatever foolish phrase leave their mouths, you are more upset than you were at the beginning of the conversation because they couldn't let you have your moment, they had to usurp it and piddle on it with their complete lack of understanding. Not only do you not understand, you've minimized my situation with your comments. I don't have to be a martyr 24/7 but some days, let me have mine.


When I tell people I want to leave Pittsburgh if only for a week they say things like, "Yeah that's how I feel right now, too" about wherever they are. Except it rings a bit false when I've been marooned here for 2.5 years and you've only been in your location for 4-9 months. Perhaps you're in quick driving distance of your hometown. You know like when you can get in your car, leave at lunch and get home by dinnertime. Or maybe you saw your mother at Christmas or Thanksgiving. Must be nice. I've seen my mom 3xs in the last 2.5 years. I've also not been with my family for a single holiday in that time. Yeah... let's depart from conventional English from a minute. I'ma need you to take your "understanding" that way. Thanks.

New voice post partly explaining the origin of my fabulosity.

Hello Good People

As I'm sure you noticed, yesterday was the Blog365 day of rest. *Stretching long and yawning wide* As I suspected, I was tempted to never come back. I tell ya. I've been chained to this computer since October 31st! Can ya believe it!? I blogged for 121 consecutive days until February 29th then I threw it all away. I think that deserves a round of applause. Now that I did that and broke the streak I don't feel so connected to Blog365. It's just eh... whatever. Will I complete it? Maybe... maybe not. It was more a test of wills.

I was feeling a bit down yesterday. I was tempted to break my Lenten decision to give up fries. My mom told me I should. Hilarious. MOM! You're the one who told me to give them up, one, and two, you're the one who's had me in church since birth! How are you going to also be the one to tell me to break it! Hilarious. There are only 21 days and a few hours left. I think I can make it. I've come this far by faith (and lots of praying lol) I think I can make it that much further.

I didn't blog earlier today because my dad was on the internet. He's been out of town for 5 of the last 6 weeks. I'm used to him not being in my way when I want to do things. At least he's not getting on my nerves. I should bite my tongue since he's sitting right behind me. He's likely to come over here and start messing with my hair though I didn't react the last time he did that and he was a bit peeved. He likes to do things to try to get me riled up. A lot of people do that because I react so violently. They think it's fun. So I start getting the straight face. I like to ruin people's fun sometimes. I'm gonna make him do something fun with me. I don't know what it is yet but it will be something. I forgot new coworker is in town and probably wouldn't mind seeing some of the Pittsburgh sites I've yet to check out and should probably see. That's cool. I can stop dragging my dad everywhere though I know he doesn't mind it.

I'm bored right now. I can't wait to get out of this city. Too bad I'm not going anywhere in March since Miami is off. Now the next trip to look forward to is Charlotte in April. Don't worry, I am! I've told everyone to plan parties. Spread 'em out!

No Country for Us All

My dad and I saw the movie last night. I had heard it was gory so I thought I was prepared. I wasn't. How can you really ever prepare yourself for the worst of humanity? Working in news gives you glimpses of it daily. That's part of the reason I watch so many comedies and can even get into a chick flick or two. I still cannot watch a poorly-made movie, but I don't want to see further evidence of the existence of sociopaths and psychopaths. I get that at least 9 hours a day, no thank you very much.

Before the movie we went to a bar to eat. 70 beers on tap. My dad got the arrogant b.astard just because he wanted to say the name. I already what he would get and why when I saw the name. I don't remember what I got but it had berry undertones. I like my beer to taste like beer. I don't like berry and citrus flavors running amok throughout. It wasn't terrible but I would sidestep it if there were other non-light and likely non-domestic options.

We shiver walked (you know where it's so cold you will do anything to stay warm even while walking-- folding into yourself, shivering) in the windy, 17 degree temperatures to the ticket counter. The guy at the window said, "How old is he?" That was an odd question. I've never had anyone ask me that. So I said, "70...5..." and collapsed into giggles. He started laughing too and since he gave my dad the child's rate, I guess he believed me. I couldn't stop laughing. My dad didn't hear the question and said, "Why are you young people laughing at me." Which of course made me laugh even harder. We got our candy-- gummy bears for me, sour patch kids for him-- and went to the movie. We considered going to see The B.ucket List instead but went with the award winner.

At this point, my mind was already going a mile a minute. When I start laughing, I'll stop to collect myself, then start thinking about whatever I was laughing about again and start back up. It never fails. I did that yesterday until I was struck with a realization. My dad's 61 (and 1/2... we just celebrated our half birthdays! (by ignoring them) half birthday's are foolish). I thought, "What if he only lives to 75?" Then I thought, "Well, I'll still have 14 years left with him. That's not bad." Then I immediately followed that with, "That's not long enough, though. That's no time." It was only later, I'm not sure how much later, that I realized when you have good parents, no length of time is ever long enough. I'm glad I instituted Daddy Daughter night more than two years ago. Sometimes it makes me want to never leave.

After the movie, D asked, "What was the point of the movie and what did the title mean?" He didn't like it at all. He's harder on movies than I am which I know some people who know me are baffled by. The ending was terrible but I understand the title. When you're old you realize how different the world is from when you were a child or even a young adult. The lawlessness, differences, lack of respect and morality all begin to overwhelm you to the point where you feel out of place wherever you are. And I realized, if that is the case, perhaps there is no country for us all.

Playing Catch-Up

Why did I forget the craziest thing of all when talking about my day yesterday!? I was wearing these boots right?

Okay. The scene is set. I get compliments every time I wear them. (No, I don't always wear such eye-popping combinations. Lol.) That's fine. Yesterday though? INSANE! I'm sitting in bible study, taking notes, listening and paying attention when I hear over the speakers, "Oh. my. goodness! Those are such cute boots!!" It was my pastor!!

O.k. my church is pretty big. There are more than 10,000 members so he has to use a mic even for noon bible study because it's in the sanctuary and there are still at least 75 people there. Then he says, "Can y'all see these boots? Stand up for me. They're like rainbows! They're too cute!" I stand up and do a mini fashion show. What? It's who I am. But after I sat down I was suddenly shy and even a bit embarrassed!

I blend in at church and get lost in the crowd. I'm very used to doing that in Pittsburgh because it's how my life is here. I don't mind it but there was definitely a point in my life where I would have. I never blended into crowds in high school, college or at church in Charlotte. I always knew and got along with tons of people. I've never been shy. I might not make the first move to speak to someone but once they speak, I can make people instantly feel comfortable. I'm very big on the spirit of inclusion. Unless you're lame. Lol. If you're a friend of a friend, you get a pass even if it's only temporary.

After bible study in the office, everyone who came through had to comment on the boots. I don't know any of these people so this is very weird to suddenly be on display again. Today I wore them again (MORE SNOW!! GO AWAY!!! 5+ inches in the last two days.) and when people commented on them I felt myself shrinking. Lol. Such an odd sensation! I'm not worried because I know Jameil of yore is merely hibernating. Can you imagine the world when she comes out again? Oh my word! Or to quote sha, "Oh My Lanta!" THAT CRACKS ME UP!!

Kidneys. I'd like to keep mine. I just found out another one of my uncles is getting a kidney transplant. This is uncle number 3. My dad's 2nd brother. One of my mom's brothers also had a kidney transplant. One of my first cousins on my dad's side also had one. She's only 31. Her brother gave her one of his kidneys about 2 years ago. Another of my dad's brothers also has kidney problems where he needs to take a lot of medication to keep them from failing. My dad also says several of his first cousins have had kidney issues. I guess at this point I should explain that I have 8 uncles, 4 aunts and 36 first cousins. The majority are on my dad's side because he has 4 brothers and 4 sisters. His father was the youngest of 13. My dad is squarely in the middle and SUCH a middle child (that article is spinning it very positively) except for the lots of loyal friends thing. He's a bit of a loner. Middle and only children are weird.

Remember how I told you news people were adrenaline junkies? I was MIGHTY cracked up today because the St.eelers' long-time broadcaster died while we were on the air. I produced more than an hour and a half without a commercial break. If you don't know anything about this town, this is a HUGE deal. The show actually went really well and it was all done on the fly. We had statements from the team owners, phone reports from former players and fellow broadcasters, live interviews with fans, etc. etc. I was really proud when I walked out of the control room. You know how I feel about death. I think fitting tributes and funerals are very important. This funeral will be private but I'm sure there will be several huge memorial services. It's so necessary.

I saw this funeral procession yesterday. There were only about 10 cars in it. I was on the phone with my line sister and started yelling. I was like, "I WOULD BE SO HEATED IF I DIED AND THERE WERE ONLY 10 CARS!!" Wow. But I know there wouldn't be that few now. If I lived to a million (or a 100, whatever), I think I'd be like those ladies at my church in Charlotte who have 7 million faux relatives if I happen to not have children (which I can't even imagine). I already have a ridiculous amount of non-relatives who are almost like family at this point of my life. I guess the point of this post is for all of you to live life to the fullest. I had a great time at bible study yesterday. I absorbed some fantastic messages.

I can't go to Miami because tickets are about $300. Last time I went they were $150. This time it's spring break time. Ah well. I did get my two new bikinis today, tho! Vickie was having a sale and I love her bikinis! I bought 2 and with shipping and handling they only came to $25. They're adorable! My dad asked where the rest of them were. Lol. I have a bikini body and you'd best believe I'm showing it off the Miami way whenever I go!

I did not do the chili cook-off. I got tired and went to sleep. Plus my dad loves my chili so I will make it for him tomorrow. He doesn't know that's what I'm going to do so he'll be really excited! :) Tonight will be daddy-daughter night because I'm going to my bible class tomorrow night. We're also going to see this movie tonight. And... new Project Runway!! Part 1 of the finale!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! I may watch it 4 or 5 times. Lol.

Stuff

Have you ever had so much to do that you decide not to do any of it? I'm thisclose right now. It's not like I have sooo much to do but IT'S ENOUGH!! Let me take off my hat to parents right now because at this point in my life... pardon me while I take leave of the king's English... I AIN'T GOT THE PATIENCE!! Did anyone ever find that stuff repellent!?!?

And we're back. There were contemplations of going on early this morning at 4:30 instead of 5 because of the snow. I had planned not to go to bible study but decided if God kept us from going on early, I would go to bible study today. I know what you're saying, "Huh uh. I know this chick did not just bargain with God." I did. Knowing it was crazy... but He came through so to church I was headed. First it was lunch time with one of my cool coworkers. I went to the same place I went last week and had the same delish burger with avacado. It was delightful again. Yum and thank you.

Then bible study. Of course I got fabulous things out of it. You always do when you fight not to go. Lol. Afterwards I helped out in the front office for an hour until the boredom rotted small slices of my brain away. *whispering* "Sliced up! Wham Wham!" Name that song! While at work, coworkers reminded me that I signed up for the chili cook-off and IT'S TOMORROW!! So I had to go to the grocery store to get the ingredients for my fab chili. That was a bit more of a hassle than I wanted. I also had to go buy a pack of beer for said chili. I decided I deserved one since we are going on early tomorrow and I got some work to do. Well now I'm lazy and bargaining with myself for when I'll actually make it. Bah. "Obligations" are soooo 2007. (3rd large paragraph) And now I must go!

Peevin' Me Cerebrally

Some of you get on my nerves. We can make this quick because there are just a few things I should get out now and then we can move on.

Cologne.
Men. I know you don't have the sense of smell we do. And I know my nose is almost the sup.er sniffer but PLEASE!! DO. NOT. BATHE. IN. YOUR. COLOGNE. You stink. Thanks. Management.

P.S. You're coming to work. Really? Really? We don't want to smell you. Soap only.
*Blogger's note: I looooooove a man who smells like soap. I will SO sniff a soap-scented man all day. Perhaps its good my co-workers don't smell like soap... HOWSOMEVER!! Bathing in cologne? Not a good look.

"Exclusive." "BREAKING!!"
Television stations over-use this term. I am tired of you calling in interview with a political candidate or a star promoting her upcoming tour or concert series an exclusive. We. know. Rocky. and. Billary. are. talking. to. EVERYONE!!

Same thing with breaking news. If it happened at 4 this morning and your show comes on at 8 p.m., I'm sorry to tell you, but it must be said... You have missed the breaking category. It doesn't count and we all know it. You've had all day to get to the scene and get the story from all angles. Don't lie to me. Misuse of both of these terms damages credibility, ruins integrity and most importantly, it annoys me.

Crabs in a barrel.
Don't hate on someone because you want what they have. It's unnecessary and it's not cute. Begrudging someone doesn't give you the joy you think you lost from what they gained. Whatever it is you didn't get wasn't meant for you. But by acting like that you are blocking what is. Now stop. We are not amused. (Everyone who notices and most importantly, GOD!!)


*ALERT THE MEDIA (I'm alerted.): SPELL CHECK IS BACK!!!

That Itch

I've had it to travel for months now. Now I'm getting that itch to go out. Since I don't get weekends, and have not seen a fruitful Wednesday or Thursday night gathering, it's been quite a while since I had a good night on the town. Once we get out of February, we'll be great! March 19th, I'm going to see N.erd with new cool coworker. I'm listening to their myspa.ce right now to get myself in the mood. I need to learn their new stuff so I'm not just standing there singing Rock.star, B.rain, SheLikestoMo.ve, Provide.r and Lap.dance. I guess that's more than most people but still.

I always do this before concerts. You have to make sure you look like a fan so they ask you up on stage. Lol. No, I've never been on stage but I've seen 112 in concert 4xs and met them twice. I used to be a huge fan. My first "job" out of college was with a film company in Charlotte. I use the term job loosely because I wasn't getting paid but I was producing documentaries which was right up my alley. It was fun but I eventually had to leave to actually make money. Pesky consumer economy. Anyway, while there I got to interview JohnL.egend the week before he performed on the Gramm.y's for the first time. He was cool. His concert was fabulous! It was sold out in a small venue and I didn't have a ticket so I just stayed inside after the interview. Lol. Gotta work your way inside baby!

My first concert? Bud.weiser Superfest: MJB, Dr.uHill (when they were hot), G.inuwine (FANTASTIC performer), Aal.iyah & Bon.eThugz. It was hot! I went with my middle school crew and we had a blast! In high school I saw Out.kast with Laur.yn Hill. You already know that concert was on point!! N.as even made a guest appearance with L.Boogie. Youtu.be is ruining my life right now. It's not coming up on my computer so I can't link to these songs I mentioned previously. I guess that means you'll have to find them on your own. Sorry!

Back on top... the week after N.erd is MIAMI!!!!! MOJITOS!!!!! HOMIES!!!!! BIKINIS!!!!! BLUE BLACK TANS!!! (thanks Didd.y!) Two weeks after that I go home! Charlotte or bust baby! Then the next month is my sister's college graduation. I don't know what June or July hold yet. August? THE BIRTHDAY!! YAY!! I plan on being in Cali. Everyone come celebrate!!!!!!!!!! Pittsburgh just ain't worth livin' if you can't leave regularly.

New voice post!

So SO Close

I went to Burger King and had to check my bag before I left the drive-thru. I'd been thinking about fries for about 15 minutes straight again. When the woman handed me the bag it felt heavy. I was like if there are fries in here I will have to give them back. Because if they come home with me? I'M EATIN 'EM!!

But there were no fries so I'm still good. Several someones have asked if potato chips, hash browns, onion rings or baked potatoes counted. Um NO! I don't like onion rings that much and none of the others give me the satisfaction of french fries. I don't even want to look in the direction of ChicFilA right now. I may run red lights to get to the drive-thru if I do. I know what y'all are thinking. What is wrong with her!?!? I love fries but I'm more obsessed because I can't have them. Like Stace with her music. We're hitting our rough patches! But at least we don't have to go through it alone!

Speaking of Stace. This chick does NOT like to talk on the phone. Yes, we can talk on the phone for hours, and have on multiple occasions sat on the phone to watch tv together or of course read InStyle. Sometimes I get tired of having to track her down. But email? She'll tell me her whole life story via email. We've had some ridiculously deep conversations via email then she doesn't want to talk about them on the phone or in person. Uhhh... ok. But most importantly we talk about y'all. And we talk junk, too!! Hahahahahaha!! It's hilarious. I love it. And some of my bloggers are getting on board with the junk talking which let me tell you CRACKS me up!! Hahahahahahahahaha. Oh y'all know how sometimes I'll be laughing and laughing, then stop and laugh some more? I've tried to calm myself down but am still thinking about it and cracking up!! Hahahahaha. Good times, good times. Now seriously if you can tell me where that's from I will love you for the rest of my life!! Be specific!

Oh Dinner

Yes, I went to Cas.bah yesterday. I didn't end up getting what was most appealing to me, instead settling on the short rib ravioli with Swiss chard, oyster mushrooms, roasted shallots and gremolata. It was fair. The chef sent out an amuse bouche of a wild rice salad with diced shallots and a sliver of smoked salmon, served with a roasted red pepper sauce. My mouth wasn't terribly amused. Too much shallot.

The best part was the drink I ordered! It's been a while since I ordered a non-alcoholic beverage, but since I was headed back to church after dinner, I decided against alcohol. It's never hot to walk around church smelling like a whiskey still. My mom used to say that when I would come back home after going out. "You smell like a whisky still." In retrospect I ask, how, praytell, do you know what a whiskey still smells like? I love liquids. This drink was called an orange sunrise RoyRo.gers. YUM!! It had orange juice, something else and grenadine in the bottom. Delicious!! I could've drank those all day long.

This place didn't have fries so I wasn't tempted but they've been on my mind. I keep checking the date of Easter to see when Lent is over. I'm also breathing deeply and stocking up! The church class I went to gave us 4 books. Adding to the book backlog. I IMMEDIATELY felt the need to read another of the books sitting in my room unread or partially read. I am concurrently reading at least 4 books. One overwhelms or bores me, I go to the next and on and on. It's quite much! I want some food. I was telling fave roomie the other day I am always thinking about my next meal even while eating. The food has to be extraordinary for me to eat in the moment. It can happen, but if the food is just good, I'm thinking about the next thing I eat. I'm so internally fat and I love it. Oh yeah, yesterday I also started Joy's thing of just doing ab work when I think about it. LOVE! I figure at this rate I can start out with 150 crunches/day and work up to 1,000. Why not? New voice post!

Project Runway: Online Challenge & Mindspacing Day 2

No, I didn't watch the reunion show. Reunion shows aren't my thing. 1969 sent me lots of emails that made me want to watch it when it comes on again tonight at 9. Since Grey's isn't back yet. WRITERS STRIKE OVER, LET'S GET SOME NEW EPS!! Oooh! SNL is back this week! Yay!!!

Back to the point. I did, however, watch the online collections for our PR people and I just have one indignant question. Did someone hold them all at gunpoint and make them use tartan? Because I think I'm going to vomit. Leopard and plaid are the two patterns I have the most issues with. They are very tricky and should not be attempted by the fashion uninitiated... but TOO OFTEN ARE!! Yes, some of these designers with their outlandishly ugly designs fall into the category of fashion uninitiated. If you don't know what you're doing (and everyone thinks they do), PLEASE STOP!!! Ugh. I am tired of being ocularly accosted because you can not be bothered to ask someone with some sense if you look crazy. I will tell you. YES!! You also should not ask me if this makes you look fat because if it does, I will absolutely tell you so. "Ooh honey... *nose scrunched* that's not for you. Put that back."

Busy day today-- my Saturday. I need an oil change badly so I must do that. Then I'm helping with the youth who come to the church in the afternoons from 2-4:30. Then I'm treating myself to dinner at another place by the people who do K.aya and MadM.ex. This one is called Cas.bah and is not far from my church. It's a bit pricey for dinner but tell me that menu doesn't want to make you sell your first born!! El.even is calling my name, too with that tavern menu!! I'm literally salivating right now. If Stace comes back, I'll take her to So.ba. Y'all know I don't do Asian-inspired cuisine but her Asian pimp sometimes lets her eat cooked food. She has to get prior permission, though. I got distracted by food. After dinner, I head back to church for my first class! Yay! I've been wanting a class for a while. Something to supplement church.

I'm getting more than a bit annoyed with church services. I'm out of work from 10:10/10:15 until service starts at 11:45. Yeah I go to breakfast, but I would rather cut that hour and a half from my life. Then there are at least 20 minutes of singing until we get to the word. I'm sure its way more than 20 now that I think about it. My pastor is an amazing teacher which is the only reason I go back. Now that I will have bible study and Tuesdays and this class on Thursdays maybe I'll go to church services first Sundays. I'll miss it, though. I don't know. It'll work itself out but I would love to be able to go to the 930 service. With the 1145 service, by the time it starts I've already been up more than 12 hours. By the time I get home it's almost 2 or 230 and I have to be back at work at one the next morning. It's tiring.

Back to tomorrow's schedule. After church: gym. There are usually some cuties there that time of night! Lol. Not that I would know seeing as how I haven't been to the gym at night in many moons!! I did another voice post but this one bores me. I may delete it. Rashan!! I know you didn't do a 10 minute voice post!! That better be the best story I've heard in my entire life!!!

Mindspacing It

It's been a while since the last one so you're overdue. Too much in my head. Let's get it all out quickly.

I've added still more internet crack. There's a new site for Real HU Alum, get up on it X! I'm on the listserve for my class and someone posted the site which has rounded up 208 Pirates in the first 48 hours. But of course, its the usual suspects. Everyone from myspace and facebook. People who, like me, are already on the internet too much. Ugh and SIGH! I promise you I started freaking out yesterday about being so connected and having people know my every move 1700 times a day. This morning I was thisclose to leaving the internet for good. Then I realized if I did I might fall so in love with being unplugged that I might never communicate with anyone again. Bah humbug. February 29th is the Blog365 free day and I'm absolutely taking it. I wasn't going to but now its so necessary. My head is about to explode after 113 consecutive days of posting.

Gym. Stop walking around barefoot in the locker room. When your foot falls off, I don't want to hear it. Dudes, don't tap my foot while I'm stretching and you're gasping for breath and say, "You supposed to stretch after you walk or run" with only the faintest of up ticks at the end so I have to guess that was a question. Apparently it was because you respond with, "Oh ok" then bring out the wackest stretches ever. Then when you follow me out of the gym (not another one!!) don't be surprised when I hurry up and break out. No, I haven't seen the first gym stalker since that day.

Anti. When I'm at the gym I really am. I absolutely do not need you to talk to me. I don't want you to talk to me. That's why I have my ipod on and my magazine open, even while walking the track. I did get a "What do you be reading?" (yes, just like that) from some old guy. "Whatever I can get my hands on." Now scram.

Food. (Of course) Could it really be my blog without? A coworker today tells me its true what they say about the way to a guy's heart. I'm all "Uhhhh that's the way to my heart, too!" I'm absolutely down for a chef for a husband! (Number 3.)

Speaking of numbers. You know how on Steve's show they do the countdowns and the people who aren't reading have to sing back "Numba teey-en!"? I absolutely made my coworkers do that when I made a countdown list the other week. HILARIOUS!!

Over snow and snow coverage. If I ever see another flake it will be too soon (particularly considering it's likely snowing right now).

HE WON WISCONSIN!! Hawaii was a given since its his home state, but I didn't think it'd be a more than 70% landslide! Wow!! On another note, some people will make something out of ANYTHING!! Repubs, y'all are driving me bananas!!! Let me clue you in on something seeing as your party lacks diversity of any kind. Some people of other cultures (let that word seep in for a moment. Culllltuuuuuures. Oooh. Got it?) have been so disenfranchised and marginalized for so many years that it is quite difficult to muster up national pride. I said it, too last month. 4th paragraph. (Does this mean Shells reads my blog?!?!)

I watched the shuttle land live this morning and was enthralled! Have y'all ever watched? It's so cool!! I'm absolutely going to adult space camp. And when they get all the kinks worked out of space tourism and bring down the price, I'm doing that, too. I don't like the whole muscles atrophying thing but I would LOVE to do go up in space. So I guess I'll only be there 3 days, yes? Or maybe I'll just orbit the earth a few times and come down. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

You know how the Navy is going to shoot down an old spy satellite? I think this plan is so amazingly renegade and old school wild wild west (space age shoot out and all) that you should only use a Southern accent when referring to it. Some countries think its a way for us to practice our anti-missile defense and maybe this just makes me an American, but I don't see anything wrong with that if it's true and no one gets hurt. But why is there tons and tons of space junk in Earth's orbit?! Wait. So you're telling me we haven't polluted the Earth enough, we now have to leave crap all over the galaxy, too??? I need them (the space forces that be) to get that together.

"I really wanna lose 3 pounds." Tell me you know where that's from. Some of my coworkers have ridiculously unhealthy eating habits. Dairy days: eating only milk and/or yogurt from noon to 6 for 2 days. Come on. Now I did actually say I want to lose 3 lbs. but I was half-joking and hoped the person I was talking to would get it but she's not cool enough. How sad! I don't really want to lose 3 lbs. Maybe 3 and a quarter. I'm not pressed about it, though. I just want my abs to be tight for the trip to Miami next month! Speaking of which... I need to know what hotel we're staying in! I want to be able to roll out of bed onto the beach. I am just losing my last Miami tan so I need to spend even more time in the sun this trip. Can't wait! Do you understand I almost lost my mind when the T.oday Show did a live shot outside my fave Cuban restaurant yesterday!??!?! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! Stace, I hope Dreezy is already arranging which spots we're getting into for free this time, too!!

And lastly, my latest fave commercial.

:41 in is where I just lose it!!!!!!!!!! I'm cracking up!!!

Peer Pressure, Peer Pressure!

May I tell you how glad I am that everyone is jumping on the u.tterz bandwagon!? SO excited. Everyone who has signed up and is now following me, allow me to say YAAAAAAAAAAY!! Those of you who have not, go. get. the. hump. up. outcha back now! OW! I never make predictions about people's voices because I know enough people in tv and radio to know voices rarely match faces. Oddly enough, X sounds EXACTLY like she should. I very easily matched the voice and face. Rashan sounds more Yankee than I thought he would. Diva sounds like she should. All the rest of you I either haven't heard or wasn't striken either way by what your voice sounds like. I hear joy has a voice post! Can't wait!!

Have you ever met a guy/girl with the banging voice and the neck down/butter face? A) Ooooh! He looks goooood! From the neck down. B) Everything about her is cute... but her face. Hahahaha. Both of those crack me up. Speaking of neck down. Why did I see the guy we called neck down in college on tv at the Rocky (I still love you X) rally in Ohio yesterday!? I started to break down that package this morning (pick a soundbite from the rally) and there neck down is nodding next to some local preacher! I was dying laughing! Too funny.

Know what else is funny? I wasn't letting anyone at work get to me today. Sometimes I let them get me all riled up, too. Other days like today, I'm very y'all wanna act up? Fine. But I'm in chill mode. It's much better that way. After work I went to this restaurant called Sto.kes Grill. Unfortunately they don't have a website but y'all know how I am about burgers. I had been needing one in my life. My coworker suggested the restaurant and had a menu so I got to pick what I wanted before I got there. I got the Holstei.n angus burger: cheese, avacado, bacon, diced tomatoes and diced red onion. I usually don't do raw onion but it was like pico de gallo because it was mixed with the tomatoes. It even tasted faintly of lime. My arteries aren't happy but my taste buds and belly are overjoyed!! It was so flavorful I didn't even need ketchup or mustard. I usually slather my burgers with both. I was sold by the avacado and boy was it delightful! I am sooo in love with food. Shout out to food!

I went to Bible study today. You know how people say the more you talk to God, the more you can hear his voice? You know I was not necessarily a skeptic but I want more details on everything. "When you say hear do you mean hear hear or just hear? And is it like a booming voice from heaven or like your conscience? Or what about your neighbor or nagging coworker? I'ma need you to be more specific when you get to dropping ambiguities like 'You can hear God.'" Except now sometimes these thoughts come to my head and I think "Wow!! That could only be God." Its hot and I go, "Thanks G, that's what's up." God likes it when I talk like a b boy. Hahahahahaha.

Today the pastor was talking about spiritual gifts and I thought all of a sudden, "Ooh! I think I have the gift of conversation/comfort." One of my college friends just lost her father to a heart attack. He had been a bit sick but it was still sudden. He was only 68. That's not terribly old. Only 6 years older than my dad. And really there's never a good time to lose one of your parents. I called her the day after the funeral just in case she needed someone to talk to. I knew I didn't know what to say, but I can listen.

She's horrible about communication. I know this and let it slide. We talk via i.m. maybe twice a year, 3xs a year via myspace and next to never on the phone. No matter, it's always like no time has passed when we talk again. When she didn't answer I thought, I'll just leave a message and she'll know I'm there if she needs something. She may never call but she'll know. She called me right back and we talked for an hour. Sometimes she talked about her father, sometimes she just talked about what was going on in her life. Sometimes I added things going on in my life. She thanked me for calling and I had the feeling she felt better when we got off the phone. I felt better too. That's another bible study lesson: sometimes when you think you're ministering (not necessarily conciously or even talking about the bible; sometimes just being there) to other people, you end up ministering to yourself or they end up ministering to you.) HOTNESS!

I also had the vague feeling of becoming one of those church weirdos who's there everytime the doors open. I used to look at my friend Wynel sideways for that like aren't you going a bit hard?? And now I get it! It's so weird to notice your own growth. It's one thing to watch a baby mature. I mean that's bizarre enough! I asked my mom, "What is it like to share your body with someone, let them grow inside you and then to have them be me and Elaina?" She said, "I never thought of it like that, but it's amazing." I bet!

Another friend is a new mommy which means her whole world is her baby. We have been missing each other constantly (and hadn't been talking regularly even before the baby) or she'll answer and say, "Let me call you back" and we don't talk for a week or two weeks. She called me at 2 this morning as she was putting the baby back to sleep. I answered, we talked for 2 minutes, then I told her I would call her back. She answered this morning and we talked for almost an hour and a half about something and nothing. It was great. I thought, "I can do this all the time!" So there it is. As long as you're not whining about nothing I can be a great person to comfort you! Yes, I know that's all relative but I reserve the right to be selective. Hugs for everyone! I feel like Claud today. Muy touchy feely! Lol.

A Bit Disappointed: A Walk Down Memory Lane

There was a guy I "talked to" for 2 years on and off. Give or take a few months. It started with me liking his friend with the unusual name, and the beautiful hair, who was brilliant and also from our home state. I thought they were both cute but the friend, we'll call him, G, was quite to my liking. Until I found out he had a girl. Granted, at this time, I had a boyfriend. A long distance boyfriend. My high school sweetheart. I had no intentions of cheating on him, but I did like to look, and I certainly liked to flirt. The boyfriend had already told me how I could light up a room with my smile so I used that to my advantage. (I know I will get some flack for that sentence!)

It eventually ended with the boyfriend early sophomore year. By that time I'd shifted my attention to G's friend, we'll call him J. I will forever blame G for J. Is that too confusing? Let's give J a full name. Jamal. I kind of like that name. I really like guys named Jamel, as strange as that sounds. I've met more than one cutie whose name was pronounced the same as mine, but spelled differently. Heeeey Jamel! *insert winning smile* Lol.

So Jamal. Very unlike his actual, quite white bread name, but we'll go with it because I've never dated a Jamal. I think I flirted with a Jamal before. I know I flirted with a Jamal before, but I never dated one. I also knew a boy named Jamal who had a friend named Bobby. I called him Bobby Digital. One night my girl had a "surprise" birthday party (she'd asked us to give her one) and all of Bobby Digital's friends came separately and told me he'd been asking about me. That was flattering then weird but mostly flattering. He went to a school about 45 minutes away. It didn't work out.

Back to NC Jamal. Toward the end of sophomore year, his interest in me grew. He gave me his number at the end of the semester and asked me to call him over the summer. He didn't think I would, but one night I was bored. So I did. We talked for hours that night. And the next night. And the next. And the next. For the entire summer, we stayed on the phone for hours. This isn't really anything new for me. I can always keep people on the phone for hours. And usually connect with the type of talkative people who are amenable to such chit chat. The person I don't stay on the phone for hours with is really more of the anomaly.

Jamal and I talked our faces off the entire summer. He was a talker and actually a good listener, too. When we got back to school, it was only natural that we spend some time together in person. We started with walks along the waterfront and around the campus. Hahaha. Not as romantic as it sounds. It could be, I guess, but I loved the water so much I would walk around with anyone. That was not a sign of my affection for you. He had a habit, though, of saying chauvinistic things which never works for me. I would get mad and not talk to him for months, then we'd be cool again, then off again and on again and on and on for 2 years. We would go days or weeks or months without talking.

Finally I lost it for good in September 2003 (fall senior year). Me and my friend went to his house to We were listening to this Luda song (warning: not for young ears and eyes) and arguing. Read the lyrics if you want to understand why I got a more than a little bit upset when he started singing the chorus in my direction. Of course when I react he says, "I wasn't talking about you." I stormed out of his house leaving my friend behind and an alleged hole in the wall. I only heard about it afterwards because I was so busy making an exit. I never saw it so to me it didn't exist. On the way out I said, "If you see me on the street, act like you don't know me. I mean it."

And I was so sincere. Of course he didn't believe me because though I'd never been quite that definite with my choice of words, like I said we had been off and on for 2 years. You know how everyone has that one person they just can't eradicate from their lives? That was Jamal for me. But this time I was serious. When he saw me, he would speak and I would ignore with the "I hear nothing" face and keep walking. He played himself hard in the union on more than one occasion with that one. Since he lived off campus and our majors were completely dissimilar, we rarely saw each other on campus making it even easier to stick to my word.

Fast forward to the day before graduation. We had our last union jam (though it was in the student center and the first union jam freshman year was in the temporary union... no matter) and of course he was there. He was very intoxicated. He tried the whole speaking thing and got ignored again. He grabs my arm and you know the room went dark. Well it was night and we were outside so I'll say I saw red. I told him to take his hands off of me. Dramatic and I don't like scenes so I was pissed about that. He says, "Come on baby," (whoa. don't call me baby.) "You still mad about that?" I can't remember the whole conversation but he tried to get his friends to convince me to talk to him, I refused. I went about my merry way before some things really popped off.

Despite all of this, I didn't see him at homecoming and I was kind of disappointed. Why? Because I've been working out and know the physique is faaaabulous AND I have a job others find impressive. Plus, you know I wanted to make it rain with my business cards. I could've done that right in front of his face. I would've been nice and calm and cordial. It would've been so fabulous. We were with his homie all weekend long! But alas, it was not meant to be. I don't plan on going to homecoming this year so who knows when the opportunity will present itself again. At the time I was a tad disappointed. Now I'm very que sera sera, c'est la vie and who cares! Fabulosa strikes again!

Chit CHAT!!

I'm TIRED!! The preacher was talking for.ev.er. It was good so I didn't even notice until he said "Time just flies." I looked at my watch and then could no longer focus. I was just thinking, "Oh no but wait, its PAST time to go and I've been up for hours on top of hours (on top of hours-- at this point 14)." Prior to church, no one would answer their phones (oh but some girl I did answer hers in church (huh uh. no you didn't.) so I just talked to y'all. VOICE POST! (Also conveniently available on the right side of your screen.) Even though most of you didn't listen to the last one, I forgive you. It's quite alright. I buried the notice at the bottom of a post on African American history. I know that makes folks nervous. Lol. Plus it was a tad long.

I had a delightful breakfast today-- a Spanish scramble with soy chorizo (I know. Sounds oxymoronic to me, too), mushrooms, onion, peppers and black beans; a side of whole wheat toast and potatoes at this place. The black beans are what sold me. Since it didn't come with egg I had them add one of those in as well. It was yummy after I got liberal with the hot sauce. I've never been a hot sauce person but since becoming enamored with Mexican food I now want some kick in almost everything I eat. PLUS if you're going to call something a Spanish scramble, shouldn't it have some kick? Makes sense to me. Those peppers should've been chipotle. Mmmm! Now THAT would've been something to write home about. The service? Eh. It took too long for them to get my money. That is one of my pet peeves when eating out. You do want to get paid, don't you? Then I need you to hustle up when it's time to pay.

I realized something this morning as I got dressed. I'm starting to get a little too comfortable with being alone. I've always enjoyed my own company, but I am really and truly a people person. I love being around people and have no qualms about being the center of attention. But Pittsburgh has added a new and very unfamiliar layer to my personality. Sometimes I just don't want to be around people and be required to engage. GASP! WHO IS THIS PERSON AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH JAMEIL!?!" I know. Shocking(!) new development.

I have a new coworker I'm getting along with very nicely but I've come to enjoy my solitary Sunday morning breakfasts. I got a little sad when I realized she'd be along with me since I was supposed to take her to my church this morning. Nothing against her because she's great company and y'all know I've been looking for young black professionals. I just like my breakfast time. She didn't come with me this morning so I got that one good time in and boy was it delightful. I truly enjoyed it (up until the taking too long with the check part). Ahhhh. Brekky.

*and yes I found my phone! YAY!!

Where Are You!?!?!

I'm feeling very Stace today. I CAN'T FIND MY PHONE!! It's about to drive me BATTY because I know it's somewhere simple!! I couldn't find it before I left the house this morning. Fine. I get back and I STILL CAN'T FIND IT!! Where are you, you little brat? I saw it when I woke up because it's my alarm clock. It's almost always in my bed when I'm getting dressed and NOW. WHERE. IS. IT?!!? I can't stand losing things.

It looks like I won't be going to Houston in March. New mommy roomie and I keep missing each other and I need to request off in the next week or two. However, another crew member is having a birthday! Wheeeeeee!! So everyone's meeting in Miami on March 28th! Yesssss!! I was planning a trip to Miami in March just hours before I got the MMMM-- meet me in Miami memo! Hotness!! Y'all know I can't wait to break out the bikinis again.

I also got a Valentine's day package from my mommy with chocolate and this 973 page book. I want to know if the big O is crazy for selecting this. This book is insane. It better be good. I'm not always in agreement with her selections. And now I'm on a book back log. I think that means no more blogging. I have no less than 4 books that need to be read. I'm working it out with Rocky's first and loving it. You get to feel proud of his accomplishments right along with him. Can't wait until we get to the part where he meets the fabulous Miss Shelly. She's amazing!