This is post number 350!! Wheee!! While I was talking to one of my coworkers yesterday, as everyone came in they asked her whether she'd gotten engaged on Christmas. Through her exasperation she explained her boyfriend doesn't believe in that. I thought about it and I agree!! I look forward to my birthday and Christmas so much that August 24th and December 26th (the respective days after) are the worst days of the year to me. The worst!!! So I've decided the perfect day for me to get engaged is one of those days! Or maybe I'll get married on one of those days. That's what my dad did. His birthday is August 21st, anniversary August 22nd, my birthday (the best day obviously) August 23rd!
Wait, I can't stand heat or cold so I'd already decided years ago on October or April. I want to get married on campus at the chapel. It's right on the water. I want the students to be there and be in awe over the wedding like we always were. Lol.
Anyway now to the actual important things, not hypothetical events years off. I went to work yesterday, Stace was already awake at 630. GO TO BED!! I talked to her for a little bit at 8. After I got off work, I went home. We decided it was way too cold for us to go ice skating... at all this week. I know the high SAYS 48, but that did not feel like 48. To quote La, "No mas." I made breakfast and Stace polished off the rest of the croissants. She is a croissant groupie. "OMG croissant I love your flaky ways. Give it to me!" We hung around the house for a couple of hours, then went to see the movie "Jun.o." The music was horrid and distracting. Like to the point where you hear it and want to leave. Just give up and go see something else. Stace would have if I'd let her. Brat. I also did not know movies cost $9 per person here!! I knew in NY, CT, CA and places like that but geez. I'm never awake at night so I'm a bit out of the loop.
The movie ended up being not that bad but as we walked out I heard this couple say, "That was cute, but the music was horrible." I was thinking, "Oh good. I thought it was just us because we're black." But we're both musicians so we know what good music is supposed to sound like regardless of the genre. FYI Fergi.e's "Cl.umsy" and every other song she's ever done in her solo career? Not. Music. And Stace just pointed out how the whole video is just product placement. Wack. We did decide we'll go see "The Great Debaters" LIKE I WANTED TO IN THE FIRST PLACE. Brat. When I told my coworkers I was captain of the debate team in high school they said, "Why doesn't that surprise me?" Jerks.
After that we walked around the Waterfront shopping complex and picked up a couple of things. Lots of normal stores you find everywhere except F.ilenes, but we didn't go there. We headed to MadMex!! mmmmmmm!! I had Mahi Mahi tacos with a chipotle aioli. De.lish!! I love aiolis. She had combo fajitas- shrimp and mushroom. So fancy, that one. I also had a house margarita (no salt) with a floater of GrandMarnier, she had the white sangria. Don't we sound like such adults?! We rock. We came back and started watching "S.uperstar" but started to fall asleep. Why was it like 930? That would explain why we were up at 6:15 this morning and are watching the movie again. So funny. I know only MadMex was on yesterday's agenda so we will get some more of that taken care of today! Play it by ear. We'll have a great time regardless!
*I need more entrants for the contest! Best gift for me, gift cards excluded, of any monetary value. Prize: a post dedicated to you!! (Am I the only one who wants one of those? I think everyone should dedicate a post to me.) Go!*
12.26.2007
SHE'S HERE!!
YAY!!
There were only 40 people on Stace's flight because really who flies from Ft. Lauderdale to Pittsburgh in December? Only a person with someone fly up here!! That's who!! So they left early and got here 15 minutes early. Yay!! Except I wasn't there yet. BUT she was on USAirways. Everyone knows what that means! Hours until your bags get there. I parked, greeted the homie, then we had Christmas dinner at AuBonPain in the airport. MMMM. I love sandwiches.
After that we went to el cribbo (see Joy? masculine article ends in O!) to open presents. We both got each other books. Lol. When I bought her gift I thought, someone could just drown me in books! Lol. She's in my dad's room and I put mints on the pillows. Lol. Jameil's B&B!! We also watched "Elf" on tv. Hilarious. Then I went to sleep for my amazing 3 hours before work.
If you haven't participated in the contest mentioned in the last post, join in!! The person who comes up with the best hypothetical gift for me based on what you know about me, gets an entire post dedicated to them!
There were only 40 people on Stace's flight because really who flies from Ft. Lauderdale to Pittsburgh in December? Only a person with someone fly up here!! That's who!! So they left early and got here 15 minutes early. Yay!! Except I wasn't there yet. BUT she was on USAirways. Everyone knows what that means! Hours until your bags get there. I parked, greeted the homie, then we had Christmas dinner at AuBonPain in the airport. MMMM. I love sandwiches.
After that we went to el cribbo (see Joy? masculine article ends in O!) to open presents. We both got each other books. Lol. When I bought her gift I thought, someone could just drown me in books! Lol. She's in my dad's room and I put mints on the pillows. Lol. Jameil's B&B!! We also watched "Elf" on tv. Hilarious. Then I went to sleep for my amazing 3 hours before work.
If you haven't participated in the contest mentioned in the last post, join in!! The person who comes up with the best hypothetical gift for me based on what you know about me, gets an entire post dedicated to them!
12.25.2007
IT'S CHRISTMAS!!!
Merry Christmas to All!!!!!!!!! I'm so excited!! The first person I called this morning was my mommy, as soon as I woke up!! I've been up about an hour now. Don't worry, the Mariah Carey Christmas cd is already blasting!! Hope the neighors aren't asleep! 8:35 on Christmas morning?? No way! I don't care if I'd already opened all my gifts by the end of yesterday morning. Lolol. I did think about making myself breakfast since my mom's going to my cousin's house for breakfast in Charlotte.
You know what I love about my dad's side? My parents separated when I was 13 (12 years ago, I was pissed because it coincided with my birthday), and got divorced when I was 17 (I have no idea about that space... and they didn't tell us for months), but they always include my mom even when my sister and I are nowhere to be found. That's why I'm the all-inclusive girl. My mom has so many surrogate families in Charlotte that even though she's from Mississippi, Charlotte is now home. She's been there 26 years, raised two children there, and created a whole new life. I love my mommy!!
"Today a child is born on earth! He is light! He is love! He is grace! Born on Christmas Day!!"
REPEAT!!! I LOVE THAT SONG!! I hope Ash is with her fabulous niece and all my other friends and bloggers are enjoying their families. I've brought Charlotte to me with this cd.
I wrapped Stace's gifts last night. They look fabulous! "You better not cry, you better not pout, LaStaceyontalay is coming to town!!" Y'all didn't know that's her real name? She thinks its ghetto so she just goes by Stace. Isn't that stuck up of her? Sike nah. Hahahahaha. I made that name up in college (it started with Staceyon b/c she started with Jameilion, which is now Jameilionte) and can't stop adding to it. I so love giving gifts. That card is the one I sent out to all my homies this year. Isn't it fab!? I shall take a pic of all the Christmas cards, too. AND the thank you note my preggers fave roomie sent me that came yesterday. I love thank you notes, too. Mostly because I like the mail! Yay!! 8/10 cards we have are for me! Yay!! AND the other two are from my family to my dad so... mine, too!! Hahahaha.
Wanna see what I got my line sister? Okay!
I also bought a v-neck, cable-knit, cream sweater. I liked it so much I bought one for myself, too. The blazer is from Guess. She loves pink and purple. How adorable is that jacket?! Love it. I only buy things for people I like myself, unless our tastes are just diametrically opposed. We don't have that issue. I fell in love with the rings so I bought one for me and one for her. I also gave her a cd of my pastor preaching. I always leave church and call her to let her know what went down scripturally so she wants to hear him. Tada! I hope she actually listens to it. Lol. I sent one to my mom, too along with some money since that's all she wanted. And they both got their gifts on time!! Yay!! It took a lot of restraint not to post those gift pics the day I bought them. Haha.
So what did I get? One of my coworkers got me a book, since we always talk about reading. "The Kite Runner." I've read it, but I don't own it. It was one of the many books my book club read before I moved here. She put the gift receipt in. I may or may not return it. Not sure yet. Oooh!!! I can get a Rachael Ray book!! When I was in the bookstore the other day I realized I only have ONE of her books. ONE!! She writes a book every other day! I've got to catch up! Some fan I am!! Lolol. But my one book (365: No Repeats) has a broken seam because I've bookmarked it and literally read it from cover to cover. I know you're like, "She's crazy!! Who reads a recipe book from cover to cover?!" Me!!! Lolol. Oooh!! "Baby it's cold outside!!" Know the funniest lines on this song? "Gosh your lips look delicious." "Gosh your lips ARE delicious." Hilarious!!! End Tangent.
The same coworker made pretzels with hershey kisses and m&m's on top. Yummy... and.... VASELINE.LIP.THERAPY!! (VLT) I love this stuff so much I buy 5 at a time and almost always have one in reaching distance. I tried the generic at Target. Poor facsimilie. It tastes like baby powder. Gross. I only tried the generic because you get two for the price of one VLT. So not worth it. Sometimes at work, I'll have more than one out because I'll lose the one that was originally out on my desk (no my desk isn't that messy, it'll only be temporarily lost under a sheet of paper), so then I pick up another. I try to keep at least one on my bed so it's handy while I'm reading. And when I'm in the booth & the homie is there, I'll ask her to bring it to me. Most hilarious and appropriate gift. Lol. I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT IT!! I realized my fave gifts are never expensive, they're always stuff that I love that shows you pay attention.
Did you see that I just did a whole paragraph about something that costs 99 cents? That is insanity. Let's say you were gonna get me a Christmas gift based on what you know about me from the blog (or if you've already met me, you can draw on your prior knowledge), what would it be? Whoever comes up with the best gift gets an entire post dedicated to them!! (Gift cards excluded) Go!!
*The Christmas texts have already started. God save me. I hate these things. Also. Ew. Elv.is. He cannot sing and he stole the songs of black people to become ludicrously rich. Every year he's one of the dead people who made the most money. That song on my Christmas compilation almost kept me from buying it.*
My godmother, you know the one with the fabulous gift-giving ability? I forgot to tell you one year she gave me her SGRho sweater from Hampton. I was walking around with the sweater of a charter line member of my chapter. I can't even begin to tell you the looks of envy!! It was fabulous! Lol. I know that's horrible! I also have this thing about giving away or getting rid of the clothes she gives me. Not just because I love them, but something else. IDK what it is. Ooh!! She also always sent me the BEST care packages!! Filled with food and always including a check. And she would send me a check for random holidays. Halloween, Thanksgiving, Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day. Lol.
This year she called for some ideas like she usually does. It was the first time this year I'd been asked what I wanted so I rattled off a list of random things I like. She got me the i.Home speakers and a car jack for my ipod. Yay!!! When I said those I really didn't expect her to get both!! Whooooooooo!!
One of my coworkers gave me a 3-disc compilation of her Christmas faves!! YAY!!!!! How delightful! I so wasn't expecting anything from her. We have such a volatile relationship because this time last year we could barely tolerate each other. I guess we have a rapport of sorts. We must, huh?
Oooh! So the coworker who got me the vaseline is obsessed w/the Hills so I got her season 1 on DVD. She was overjoyed! Lolol. She gasped when she opened it. My other fave coworker, I got her this margarita mixer she'd been eyeing since she saw it on Oprah 3 months ago and bath stuff with a scent I know she likes. In case you're wondering, yes I still have lots and lots of stuff left to do until Stace gets here but her room is almost ready! (Scroll down for our itinerary!) The expensive shampoo, my Christmas present to myself, gets its trial today. Cross thine fingers!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!! DON'T FORGET THE CONTEST!!
*Meeee I want a hoooooola-hoooooooooop!! We can hardly stand the wait! Please Christmas don't be late!* Name that tune!
You know what I love about my dad's side? My parents separated when I was 13 (12 years ago, I was pissed because it coincided with my birthday), and got divorced when I was 17 (I have no idea about that space... and they didn't tell us for months), but they always include my mom even when my sister and I are nowhere to be found. That's why I'm the all-inclusive girl. My mom has so many surrogate families in Charlotte that even though she's from Mississippi, Charlotte is now home. She's been there 26 years, raised two children there, and created a whole new life. I love my mommy!!
"Today a child is born on earth! He is light! He is love! He is grace! Born on Christmas Day!!"
REPEAT!!! I LOVE THAT SONG!! I hope Ash is with her fabulous niece and all my other friends and bloggers are enjoying their families. I've brought Charlotte to me with this cd.
I wrapped Stace's gifts last night. They look fabulous! "You better not cry, you better not pout, LaStaceyontalay is coming to town!!" Y'all didn't know that's her real name? She thinks its ghetto so she just goes by Stace. Isn't that stuck up of her? Sike nah. Hahahahaha. I made that name up in college (it started with Staceyon b/c she started with Jameilion, which is now Jameilionte) and can't stop adding to it. I so love giving gifts. That card is the one I sent out to all my homies this year. Isn't it fab!? I shall take a pic of all the Christmas cards, too. AND the thank you note my preggers fave roomie sent me that came yesterday. I love thank you notes, too. Mostly because I like the mail! Yay!! 8/10 cards we have are for me! Yay!! AND the other two are from my family to my dad so... mine, too!! Hahahaha.Wanna see what I got my line sister? Okay!
I also bought a v-neck, cable-knit, cream sweater. I liked it so much I bought one for myself, too. The blazer is from Guess. She loves pink and purple. How adorable is that jacket?! Love it. I only buy things for people I like myself, unless our tastes are just diametrically opposed. We don't have that issue. I fell in love with the rings so I bought one for me and one for her. I also gave her a cd of my pastor preaching. I always leave church and call her to let her know what went down scripturally so she wants to hear him. Tada! I hope she actually listens to it. Lol. I sent one to my mom, too along with some money since that's all she wanted. And they both got their gifts on time!! Yay!! It took a lot of restraint not to post those gift pics the day I bought them. Haha.So what did I get? One of my coworkers got me a book, since we always talk about reading. "The Kite Runner." I've read it, but I don't own it. It was one of the many books my book club read before I moved here. She put the gift receipt in. I may or may not return it. Not sure yet. Oooh!!! I can get a Rachael Ray book!! When I was in the bookstore the other day I realized I only have ONE of her books. ONE!! She writes a book every other day! I've got to catch up! Some fan I am!! Lolol. But my one book (365: No Repeats) has a broken seam because I've bookmarked it and literally read it from cover to cover. I know you're like, "She's crazy!! Who reads a recipe book from cover to cover?!" Me!!! Lolol. Oooh!! "Baby it's cold outside!!" Know the funniest lines on this song? "Gosh your lips look delicious." "Gosh your lips ARE delicious." Hilarious!!! End Tangent.
The same coworker made pretzels with hershey kisses and m&m's on top. Yummy... and.... VASELINE.LIP.THERAPY!! (VLT) I love this stuff so much I buy 5 at a time and almost always have one in reaching distance. I tried the generic at Target. Poor facsimilie. It tastes like baby powder. Gross. I only tried the generic because you get two for the price of one VLT. So not worth it. Sometimes at work, I'll have more than one out because I'll lose the one that was originally out on my desk (no my desk isn't that messy, it'll only be temporarily lost under a sheet of paper), so then I pick up another. I try to keep at least one on my bed so it's handy while I'm reading. And when I'm in the booth & the homie is there, I'll ask her to bring it to me. Most hilarious and appropriate gift. Lol. I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT IT!! I realized my fave gifts are never expensive, they're always stuff that I love that shows you pay attention.
Did you see that I just did a whole paragraph about something that costs 99 cents? That is insanity. Let's say you were gonna get me a Christmas gift based on what you know about me from the blog (or if you've already met me, you can draw on your prior knowledge), what would it be? Whoever comes up with the best gift gets an entire post dedicated to them!! (Gift cards excluded) Go!!
*The Christmas texts have already started. God save me. I hate these things. Also. Ew. Elv.is. He cannot sing and he stole the songs of black people to become ludicrously rich. Every year he's one of the dead people who made the most money. That song on my Christmas compilation almost kept me from buying it.*
My godmother, you know the one with the fabulous gift-giving ability? I forgot to tell you one year she gave me her SGRho sweater from Hampton. I was walking around with the sweater of a charter line member of my chapter. I can't even begin to tell you the looks of envy!! It was fabulous! Lol. I know that's horrible! I also have this thing about giving away or getting rid of the clothes she gives me. Not just because I love them, but something else. IDK what it is. Ooh!! She also always sent me the BEST care packages!! Filled with food and always including a check. And she would send me a check for random holidays. Halloween, Thanksgiving, Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day. Lol.
This year she called for some ideas like she usually does. It was the first time this year I'd been asked what I wanted so I rattled off a list of random things I like. She got me the i.Home speakers and a car jack for my ipod. Yay!!! When I said those I really didn't expect her to get both!! Whooooooooo!!
One of my coworkers gave me a 3-disc compilation of her Christmas faves!! YAY!!!!! How delightful! I so wasn't expecting anything from her. We have such a volatile relationship because this time last year we could barely tolerate each other. I guess we have a rapport of sorts. We must, huh?
Oooh! So the coworker who got me the vaseline is obsessed w/the Hills so I got her season 1 on DVD. She was overjoyed! Lolol. She gasped when she opened it. My other fave coworker, I got her this margarita mixer she'd been eyeing since she saw it on Oprah 3 months ago and bath stuff with a scent I know she likes. In case you're wondering, yes I still have lots and lots of stuff left to do until Stace gets here but her room is almost ready! (Scroll down for our itinerary!) The expensive shampoo, my Christmas present to myself, gets its trial today. Cross thine fingers!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!! DON'T FORGET THE CONTEST!!
*Meeee I want a hoooooola-hoooooooooop!! We can hardly stand the wait! Please Christmas don't be late!* Name that tune!
12.24.2007
Lists, Lists, Lists!!
My head is spinning with lists. there's still quite a bit to do and what am I doing right now? That's right. Blogging. I did go to the grocery store and gas up so I did get something accomplished. Let me get a hallelujah, amen for that! I also started cleaning out the refrigerator and am cooking myself lunch. I produced the noon again today. I think I may go to sleep now because my body is crashing. Then wake up whenever and get my life together. I'm JUST. SO. TIRED!! I did just start a load of clothes. Baby steps!! Lol.
So! I'm muy excitedo because Stace comes TOMORROW!!!! Tooomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya tomorrow! You're only a day aaaawaaaaaaaaaay!! I'll stop there. My itinerary also has the weather at the top. I showed it to one of the meteorologists at work (along with several other people so they could help me come up with spots) and he said, "Where did you get these numbers?" LMAO!! They are so sensitive. Weather.com, homie. You weren't around. OOH! The travel forecast included Charlotte today, like it did for Thanksgiving. Yay!!! I think they do it so I'll celebrate... so I celebrate so they'll keep doing it. Lolol. Fab!
Now that I have my egg nog. Mmmm. Actual convo b/t me and Stace. Even though I know her crazy dislike for spilled milk, she actually likes milk, as long as it doesn't spill. I'll have to tell that story one day. Here's her explanation of her psychosis. Despite that I asked her if she like egg nog. Slim chance but I asked.
"Ew. I'm about to throw up. That is disgusting. What is egg nog anyway? Egg and what?"
"Well, its egg..."
"Yeah..."
"And nog."
"Ok. But what is nog..."
*snickering gives way to raucous laughter. You should see me right now nearly convulsing with laughter, rocking in my seat. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"*
"What? Oh.. *sucks teeth* Nog is not an ingredient."
HAHAHAHAHAHA!! I LOVE HER!! BTW who cares what's in it?! (Egg yolks, sugar, nutmeg, milk and cream since I know someone will be a stickler) It's just delightful!
La Itineraryo (still working on the Espanol.)
Tuesday:
Retrieve the child from the aeropuerto, eat, sleep.
Wednesday:
Work, gym, University of Pittsburgh, Carnegie Mellon University (this will be a ride by because there's not really much to see), Fuel and Fuddle, see the Great Debaters. (She doesn't like movies, so this may have to wait until she's gone).
Thursday:
Pamela's, Work, Ross Park Mall, The Mattress Factory museum, Mount Washington, Kiku (sushi restaurant), South Side Works (shopping).
Thursday Night:
Diesel, Town Tavern, Jack's, Carson City Saloon. (All bars/clubs)
Tom's Diner: late night/early am breakfast.
Friday:
Cook breakfast, hang out at el cribbo, other forms of recovery.
Friday Afternoon/Night:
Ice Skating @ PPG Rink Downtown.
Chick Downtown (boutique), Saks.
Surprise! The place I shan't tell her about but have heard fab things about from everyone.
7-9 Drinks @ the Andy Warhol museum (we did a group project on him sophomore year in the worst class ever aka Humanities!!!!!!!! Wait... Stace were you in our group or were you in a different section 2nd semester?), Olive or Twist, Bossa Nova, Six Penn Kitchen, SoHo.
Saturday:
Cook brekky, North Shore (Heinz Field, PNC Park), Strip District, the Church Brew Works, Ludic (hmmm... there's a Kappa party that night. I'm not a fan. I hear this is the place to be so we'll see. If it's 18+, that's an absolutely not on that one.) Privilege.
Sunday:
(This day is dependent on whether my coworker can work for me)
Church, Square Cafe, Shadyside (did you see that scary dude who popped up!?! Crazy!!)
Sleep!
Monday:
Work, lunch (IDK where or what), back to aeropuerto!
Phew. I'm tired already. Maybe we won't do any of that and will just sit in the house and chill. Lol. I didn't mention read InStyle but that's a given!!
ADDENDUM!! I just realized I left out Mad Mex!! That's so my fave place here. I don't care if we go nowhere else but there. WE HAVE TO GO TO MAD MEX!!
So! I'm muy excitedo because Stace comes TOMORROW!!!! Tooomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya tomorrow! You're only a day aaaawaaaaaaaaaay!! I'll stop there. My itinerary also has the weather at the top. I showed it to one of the meteorologists at work (along with several other people so they could help me come up with spots) and he said, "Where did you get these numbers?" LMAO!! They are so sensitive. Weather.com, homie. You weren't around. OOH! The travel forecast included Charlotte today, like it did for Thanksgiving. Yay!!! I think they do it so I'll celebrate... so I celebrate so they'll keep doing it. Lolol. Fab!
Now that I have my egg nog. Mmmm. Actual convo b/t me and Stace. Even though I know her crazy dislike for spilled milk, she actually likes milk, as long as it doesn't spill. I'll have to tell that story one day. Here's her explanation of her psychosis. Despite that I asked her if she like egg nog. Slim chance but I asked.
"Ew. I'm about to throw up. That is disgusting. What is egg nog anyway? Egg and what?"
"Well, its egg..."
"Yeah..."
"And nog."
"Ok. But what is nog..."
*snickering gives way to raucous laughter. You should see me right now nearly convulsing with laughter, rocking in my seat. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"*
"What? Oh.. *sucks teeth* Nog is not an ingredient."
HAHAHAHAHAHA!! I LOVE HER!! BTW who cares what's in it?! (Egg yolks, sugar, nutmeg, milk and cream since I know someone will be a stickler) It's just delightful!
La Itineraryo (still working on the Espanol.)
Tuesday:
Retrieve the child from the aeropuerto, eat, sleep.
Wednesday:
Work, gym, University of Pittsburgh, Carnegie Mellon University (this will be a ride by because there's not really much to see), Fuel and Fuddle, see the Great Debaters. (She doesn't like movies, so this may have to wait until she's gone).
Thursday:
Pamela's, Work, Ross Park Mall, The Mattress Factory museum, Mount Washington, Kiku (sushi restaurant), South Side Works (shopping).
Thursday Night:
Diesel, Town Tavern, Jack's, Carson City Saloon. (All bars/clubs)
Tom's Diner: late night/early am breakfast.
Friday:
Cook breakfast, hang out at el cribbo, other forms of recovery.
Friday Afternoon/Night:
Ice Skating @ PPG Rink Downtown.
Chick Downtown (boutique), Saks.
Surprise! The place I shan't tell her about but have heard fab things about from everyone.
7-9 Drinks @ the Andy Warhol museum (we did a group project on him sophomore year in the worst class ever aka Humanities!!!!!!!! Wait... Stace were you in our group or were you in a different section 2nd semester?), Olive or Twist, Bossa Nova, Six Penn Kitchen, SoHo.
Saturday:
Cook brekky, North Shore (Heinz Field, PNC Park), Strip District, the Church Brew Works, Ludic (hmmm... there's a Kappa party that night. I'm not a fan. I hear this is the place to be so we'll see. If it's 18+, that's an absolutely not on that one.) Privilege.
Sunday:
(This day is dependent on whether my coworker can work for me)
Church, Square Cafe, Shadyside (did you see that scary dude who popped up!?! Crazy!!)
Sleep!
Monday:
Work, lunch (IDK where or what), back to aeropuerto!
Phew. I'm tired already. Maybe we won't do any of that and will just sit in the house and chill. Lol. I didn't mention read InStyle but that's a given!!
ADDENDUM!! I just realized I left out Mad Mex!! That's so my fave place here. I don't care if we go nowhere else but there. WE HAVE TO GO TO MAD MEX!!
12.23.2007
I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!
DO YOU LOVE ME?!?! Yo. Stop the madness with these "love" reality shows. They are shot over the course of 3 weeks. I know they're in close quarters, see each other daily, and have no access to tv or the internet, and little access to phones, BUT chillax. You are trippin. YOU DON'T LOOOOOOVE HIM!!
So BK recommended the most expensive shampoo I might ever consider actually buying. I have a secret love for Sephor.a. Even though I don't wear makeup next to ever and can't stand most perfumes. That store just intrigues me. Probably because I'm such a girl. Except when it comes to tears. Then I'm all "skirt down, man up!!" So while I was supposed to be finishing my Christmas shopping, I stopped in S.ephora and bought myself some ridiculously expensive shampoo in conditioner. Then I shoved some food down my throat and went to church. Sooo not fulfilling. It was ok. My pastor wasn't in the pulpit and surprisingly, most of his friends I've heard preach don't seem to have "it." I guess that surprises me because I pick friends like me. Ones who are fly in their own right and complement the fab. These people are not complementing the fab.
Do you know what I should be doing right now instead of blogging? Wrapping gifts, washing my hair doezens of dollars worth (insanity. THIS BETTER BE WORTH IT BK!!), washing dishes, cleaning out the fridge, washing clothes, sweeping, vacuuming, cleaning my room, straightening my dad's room. Trust. This is NOT a regular occurence. Since he'll be gone the entire time Stace is here, he gave us permission to take over his room. Jameil's B&B! We'll be so fab. I've also had my co-workers helping me plan for the best 6 days of Pittsburgh's existence!!!!!!!! Woooo!! Oh, and in case you were wondering, I finished my Christmas shopping after church. YAY!! And the mall actually wasn't that bad. Shocking, right?
TWO DAYS TIL CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!
So BK recommended the most expensive shampoo I might ever consider actually buying. I have a secret love for Sephor.a. Even though I don't wear makeup next to ever and can't stand most perfumes. That store just intrigues me. Probably because I'm such a girl. Except when it comes to tears. Then I'm all "skirt down, man up!!" So while I was supposed to be finishing my Christmas shopping, I stopped in S.ephora and bought myself some ridiculously expensive shampoo in conditioner. Then I shoved some food down my throat and went to church. Sooo not fulfilling. It was ok. My pastor wasn't in the pulpit and surprisingly, most of his friends I've heard preach don't seem to have "it." I guess that surprises me because I pick friends like me. Ones who are fly in their own right and complement the fab. These people are not complementing the fab.
Do you know what I should be doing right now instead of blogging? Wrapping gifts, washing my hair doezens of dollars worth (insanity. THIS BETTER BE WORTH IT BK!!), washing dishes, cleaning out the fridge, washing clothes, sweeping, vacuuming, cleaning my room, straightening my dad's room. Trust. This is NOT a regular occurence. Since he'll be gone the entire time Stace is here, he gave us permission to take over his room. Jameil's B&B! We'll be so fab. I've also had my co-workers helping me plan for the best 6 days of Pittsburgh's existence!!!!!!!! Woooo!! Oh, and in case you were wondering, I finished my Christmas shopping after church. YAY!! And the mall actually wasn't that bad. Shocking, right?
TWO DAYS TIL CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!
12.22.2007
Christmas Hoopla!!
Let's all go wild!!
1) I LOVE real Christmas trees. I will vacuum all day and all night and water that mug daily, just to have a live Christmas tree. The scent of pine is the smell of Christmas if you ask me!!
2) This is the 3rd Christmas I haven't been home or been with any of my family. The first Christmas was definitely the worst. This year Stace is coming so I'm determined to have a blast no matter what!!
3) My godmother gives the best gifts. She's my mom's line sister. The were both charter line members of the Hampton University chapter of SGRho. She always sends me multiple things. One year it was a Dooney&Burke bag. A box arrived yesterday. I can't wait to open it but I figure I should since I don't think I'll be getting too many more gifts. Well, actually, more than last year. But still. I think I'll actually have a blast throwing wrapping paper in the air and squealing this year. I'll make sure to call my mom and have her on the phone. She can listen to me squeal. Hahahahahahaha. She'll love it.
4) I looooooove the food of Christmas. Christmas Eve or Christmas morning we always went to my mom's best friends house or she came to our house with her kids and we all ate breakfast and exchanged gifts. It was so fun.
5) The last 2 years I watched "A Christmas Story" with my coworkers since TBS plays the movie 24 hours straight. It's on at least 3 different stories. Working holidays bonds you to people. It's actually kind of fun. This year there's no morning show so we're all of Christmas day.
6) Even tho I live in Pittsburgh, I've still never had a white Christmas. I've had 2or 3 white Thanksgivings thanks to this place. This year is no different, and I'M NOT COMPLAINING!!
7) I love Christmas specials. I don't like the corny, "WE ALL MAKE IT HOME!!" crap, but I love the collection of Christmas episodes that all run this time of year. You get to see years of Christmas programming in one day. Who can beat that!!??
8) Listening to Mariah Carey Christmas while trimming the tree and Boyz II Men Christmas while riding around in the car. Also in heavy rotation for years, NatalieCole the Holly&TheIvy, ThePreacher'sWife soundtrack, and KirkFranklin& theFamily SilverandGold.
9) Christmas Day movie releases. Me and my cousins used to all go Christmas and Thanksgiving Day. I'm so going to see the Great Debaters. I love Denzel. Plus I was captain of the debate team senior year. Master Debaters unite!! LincolnDouglas baby! I know what you're saying, what is il fabulousa doing with such a lame title? I LIKE TO WIN!! Ain't that right Rashan?
10) Mom's sweet potato pie. If that ain't love in a crust, I don't know what is. Also in love with her baked chicken, green beans cooked in chicken stock, DRESSING!!, AND a new fan of her chocolate pound cake (she'd never made it before Thanksgiving). One shall arrive on my doorstep MONDAY!!!
11) I had a Christmas sweatshirt once. I KNOW!! We had to wear them for chorus or something when I was 9 or 10. It was an extremely tame version, but there was a cartoon in a santa hat on it. I have destroyed all evidence so try to find a picture if you'd like. We all know how I feel about holiday sweaters and vests. How about this woman at church had a fur-trimmed vest on Sunday and this dude pretended to pet it. I DIED!!
12) We don't really do Christmas like that. One year my mom decided there was no reason to go Christmas crazy. That means we did not get a lot of gifts. I was about 13. That doesn't mean I don't love Christmas!! Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!!
**Bonus: I sang Christmas carols for 5 hours at work today and danced for 35 minutes straight.
The rules (Jameilized):
1. List 12 random things about yourself that have to do with Christmas! Yay!
2. Please refer to it as a ‘hoopla’ and not the dreaded ‘m’-word
3. You have to specifically tag people when you’re done. None of this “if you’re reading this, consider yourself tagged” stuff because then nobody ends up actually doing it.
4. Get to work! The Christmas season will be over before we know it.
La: because I know there is some love of Christmas deep inside you. And you're at home needing something to occupy you other than a bottle!!
Vdizzle: I know you love Christmas!! See the latter part of La's post.
Liz: you always tag me so yay!!
Chris: you're twiddling your thumbs and need a post for the week anyway.
X: because you like tags.
Rashan: because you couldn't beat me at anything!!
1) I LOVE real Christmas trees. I will vacuum all day and all night and water that mug daily, just to have a live Christmas tree. The scent of pine is the smell of Christmas if you ask me!!
2) This is the 3rd Christmas I haven't been home or been with any of my family. The first Christmas was definitely the worst. This year Stace is coming so I'm determined to have a blast no matter what!!
3) My godmother gives the best gifts. She's my mom's line sister. The were both charter line members of the Hampton University chapter of SGRho. She always sends me multiple things. One year it was a Dooney&Burke bag. A box arrived yesterday. I can't wait to open it but I figure I should since I don't think I'll be getting too many more gifts. Well, actually, more than last year. But still. I think I'll actually have a blast throwing wrapping paper in the air and squealing this year. I'll make sure to call my mom and have her on the phone. She can listen to me squeal. Hahahahahahaha. She'll love it.
4) I looooooove the food of Christmas. Christmas Eve or Christmas morning we always went to my mom's best friends house or she came to our house with her kids and we all ate breakfast and exchanged gifts. It was so fun.
5) The last 2 years I watched "A Christmas Story" with my coworkers since TBS plays the movie 24 hours straight. It's on at least 3 different stories. Working holidays bonds you to people. It's actually kind of fun. This year there's no morning show so we're all of Christmas day.
6) Even tho I live in Pittsburgh, I've still never had a white Christmas. I've had 2or 3 white Thanksgivings thanks to this place. This year is no different, and I'M NOT COMPLAINING!!
7) I love Christmas specials. I don't like the corny, "WE ALL MAKE IT HOME!!" crap, but I love the collection of Christmas episodes that all run this time of year. You get to see years of Christmas programming in one day. Who can beat that!!??
8) Listening to Mariah Carey Christmas while trimming the tree and Boyz II Men Christmas while riding around in the car. Also in heavy rotation for years, NatalieCole the Holly&TheIvy, ThePreacher'sWife soundtrack, and KirkFranklin& theFamily SilverandGold.
9) Christmas Day movie releases. Me and my cousins used to all go Christmas and Thanksgiving Day. I'm so going to see the Great Debaters. I love Denzel. Plus I was captain of the debate team senior year. Master Debaters unite!! LincolnDouglas baby! I know what you're saying, what is il fabulousa doing with such a lame title? I LIKE TO WIN!! Ain't that right Rashan?
10) Mom's sweet potato pie. If that ain't love in a crust, I don't know what is. Also in love with her baked chicken, green beans cooked in chicken stock, DRESSING!!, AND a new fan of her chocolate pound cake (she'd never made it before Thanksgiving). One shall arrive on my doorstep MONDAY!!!
11) I had a Christmas sweatshirt once. I KNOW!! We had to wear them for chorus or something when I was 9 or 10. It was an extremely tame version, but there was a cartoon in a santa hat on it. I have destroyed all evidence so try to find a picture if you'd like. We all know how I feel about holiday sweaters and vests. How about this woman at church had a fur-trimmed vest on Sunday and this dude pretended to pet it. I DIED!!
12) We don't really do Christmas like that. One year my mom decided there was no reason to go Christmas crazy. That means we did not get a lot of gifts. I was about 13. That doesn't mean I don't love Christmas!! Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!!
**Bonus: I sang Christmas carols for 5 hours at work today and danced for 35 minutes straight.
The rules (Jameilized):
1. List 12 random things about yourself that have to do with Christmas! Yay!
2. Please refer to it as a ‘hoopla’ and not the dreaded ‘m’-word
3. You have to specifically tag people when you’re done. None of this “if you’re reading this, consider yourself tagged” stuff because then nobody ends up actually doing it.
4. Get to work! The Christmas season will be over before we know it.
La: because I know there is some love of Christmas deep inside you. And you're at home needing something to occupy you other than a bottle!!
Vdizzle: I know you love Christmas!! See the latter part of La's post.
Liz: you always tag me so yay!!
Chris: you're twiddling your thumbs and need a post for the week anyway.
X: because you like tags.
Rashan: because you couldn't beat me at anything!!
12.21.2007
About that...
Know how I was supposed to go to the Japanese restaurant on Wednesday? I didn't. I fell asleep and didn't wake up until the next day. I know I'm lame but I told you this schedule had me all jacked up. I'm super sleepy again today and thinking I might just go to sleep until I have to get up to go to work. I wish the mail would come. I've been getting a Christmas card a day which is always fun! Yay!! And my friends and family are getting my cards, too and love them! Even more fun!! I'm so excited that I actually sent out cards this year.
I talked to my fave roommate last night for more than 2 hours. She's 9 months pregnant and feelin it. That means everything pisses her off. But she's extremely excitable anyway so it wasn't much different to me. Lolol. She's hilarious. She's from New Orleans but working in Houston and wants me to come visit her. I've never been to Texas but love the idea of it (ALL! THAT! MEXICAN! FOOD!!!! AND TEQUILA!! AND MARGARITAS!! AND DOS EQUIS!! MINE!! ALL MINE!!!). Plus La is there and V is nearby. We could do some major damage. I'll be all Kris, put the baby to bed! Nah. Despite being from the NO, I'm definitely the bigger partier. I love a good time. Maybe in January. The baby's due on the 16th. Ooh! I just found a flight that goes through Charlotte! Clearly I'm looking for the longest layover possible. Muy exciting-o. I'm working on my espanol for when I get there.
*My shocking love affair with egg nog revealed on the Record Dish.*
I talked to my fave roommate last night for more than 2 hours. She's 9 months pregnant and feelin it. That means everything pisses her off. But she's extremely excitable anyway so it wasn't much different to me. Lolol. She's hilarious. She's from New Orleans but working in Houston and wants me to come visit her. I've never been to Texas but love the idea of it (ALL! THAT! MEXICAN! FOOD!!!! AND TEQUILA!! AND MARGARITAS!! AND DOS EQUIS!! MINE!! ALL MINE!!!). Plus La is there and V is nearby. We could do some major damage. I'll be all Kris, put the baby to bed! Nah. Despite being from the NO, I'm definitely the bigger partier. I love a good time. Maybe in January. The baby's due on the 16th. Ooh! I just found a flight that goes through Charlotte! Clearly I'm looking for the longest layover possible. Muy exciting-o. I'm working on my espanol for when I get there.
*My shocking love affair with egg nog revealed on the Record Dish.*
12.20.2007
I Tried
I really did. I tried not to post today. To break the cycle. It didn't work. Wanna know why? Because there's no reason not to post. I was off today and home all day. I can understand if I was out and about and busy and then got home and was too tired. Today, however, I was just being obstinate. That didn't work.
The Duke/Pitt basketball game is on tv. Know what's horrible? THE GAME'S AT MADISON SQUARE GARDEN!!! If it's not in Pittsburgh, I'd rather it be in Durham. Not fair!! I wanna see DUKE!! Okay this is one of the few games I've had the opportunity to watch since I've lived here, do you believe this?!?! Duke ball with :21 left in the game, they get the shot AND the tip-in and miss both!! Overtime. Sold out the garden. RIDICULOUS!! WHY AREN'T YOU MAKING FREE THROWS??? Duke is a free throw team!! Y'all are wil'in. This ain't how we play. And they lost by a point. Wack.
I was listening to the radio today when I heard this, "Yeah, I wanna give a shout out to Monte, locked down in Washington County, BABY DADDY HOLD IT DOWN!!" Really?
Daddy Daughter night led us to search the internet to find an Italian spot close to home.
We decided on JohnnyCarino's. I don't normally do this... but here's us in the car.
Surprisingly, it was pretty good. I'm not the biggest fan of chains. The bread is baked on site and was divine! I also had a muy delicioso Italian margarita. I love those. You can taste the grand marnier in them which I LOVE.
Here's us in the restaurant. (He said the pearls were overpowering (hello? the point!), but black is my color.)
I also bought some egg nog today when I went to the grocery store. I've already had one fat-filled glass. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. It ain't Christmas without egg nog.
Oh yeah. XM. I tell ya. They say we don't talk about anything.
JamesBrown. You. Are. Not. Saying. Anything.
But yes, it is funky... now.
The Duke/Pitt basketball game is on tv. Know what's horrible? THE GAME'S AT MADISON SQUARE GARDEN!!! If it's not in Pittsburgh, I'd rather it be in Durham. Not fair!! I wanna see DUKE!! Okay this is one of the few games I've had the opportunity to watch since I've lived here, do you believe this?!?! Duke ball with :21 left in the game, they get the shot AND the tip-in and miss both!! Overtime. Sold out the garden. RIDICULOUS!! WHY AREN'T YOU MAKING FREE THROWS??? Duke is a free throw team!! Y'all are wil'in. This ain't how we play. And they lost by a point. Wack.
I was listening to the radio today when I heard this, "Yeah, I wanna give a shout out to Monte, locked down in Washington County, BABY DADDY HOLD IT DOWN!!" Really?
Daddy Daughter night led us to search the internet to find an Italian spot close to home.
We decided on JohnnyCarino's. I don't normally do this... but here's us in the car.
Surprisingly, it was pretty good. I'm not the biggest fan of chains. The bread is baked on site and was divine! I also had a muy delicioso Italian margarita. I love those. You can taste the grand marnier in them which I LOVE.
Here's us in the restaurant. (He said the pearls were overpowering (hello? the point!), but black is my color.)
I also bought some egg nog today when I went to the grocery store. I've already had one fat-filled glass. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. It ain't Christmas without egg nog.
Oh yeah. XM. I tell ya. They say we don't talk about anything.
JamesBrown. You. Are. Not. Saying. Anything.
But yes, it is funky... now.
12.19.2007
The Gym Date
That wasn't. (I just heard the crowd go awwww.) It's all good (ish), but it's a crazy story. My gym has two fitness levels and an indoor track above the 2nd level which allows you to see to the other two. As I'm walking on the track yesterday, I spot G (for Gym Date) on the lower level. I figure if I do cardio long enough he'll come up like he normally does. For 40 minutes I go between the bike and the track. 40!! Sigh. Then I do my ab work and some arm and back work. No dice. Then when I get ready to leave, I don't see him anymore. I know what you're saying, "Why didn't you just go down there?!" Because only guys go down there (it's straight weights) and I just didn't feel like dealing with all the testosterone.
When I leave, my mom helps me brainstorm how to get in contact to cancel so I don't just stand him up. She suggests calling the church to get the secretary to give me his number. I explain to her the church has 10,000 members and I don't know his last name. That's ignoring the fact that THAT'S CRAZY!! MOM! Really? And how do I explain how I got his number? Not an option. So I come up with the idea to just call the desk at the gym at the appointed time (10:30) to have them pass on the message.
I told one of my co-workers (this whole casual thing has gotten out of hand. I don't even want to go to the gym anymore because it's so out of pocket!! I just wanna work out!) I was supposed to call around 10:20 so when she left at 10, she reminded me. Except the White House compound was on fire so I was distracted. I look up at 10:44 like oh no! So I go talk to my other co-worker K-rock to explain to her what happened and she says well call now! I'm like I'm nervous. Lol. I know that's stupid but I was. How embarassing. She says, "Do you want me to call for you?" "Yes!!" I give her the number, she calls and says Mo thinks the situation is hilarious and will try to find G though he has no idea who she's talking about. Score!
When I get there today, 3 hours late (I was producing the noon today), he's not there (yes there was a possibility b/c he works out a lot), I get my workout on and leave quickly and quietly while reading Essence. Actually it probably wasn't that quietly because at times I was singing along to "A Christmas Workout!" Don't forget the exclamation mark! Tonight I'm going to Yokoso! (yes, exclamation mark) hibachi restaurant [(which does not get good reviews)(did I tell y'all I don't really like Asian-inspired food other than egg rolls?)] for my new church acquaintance's birthday. I just want to go to sleep and not wake up until December 20th. That way I can catch the replay of Project Runway and blog all about it. This week of crazy schedule has completely and totally jacked up my sleep experience.
When I leave, my mom helps me brainstorm how to get in contact to cancel so I don't just stand him up. She suggests calling the church to get the secretary to give me his number. I explain to her the church has 10,000 members and I don't know his last name. That's ignoring the fact that THAT'S CRAZY!! MOM! Really? And how do I explain how I got his number? Not an option. So I come up with the idea to just call the desk at the gym at the appointed time (10:30) to have them pass on the message.
I told one of my co-workers (this whole casual thing has gotten out of hand. I don't even want to go to the gym anymore because it's so out of pocket!! I just wanna work out!) I was supposed to call around 10:20 so when she left at 10, she reminded me. Except the White House compound was on fire so I was distracted. I look up at 10:44 like oh no! So I go talk to my other co-worker K-rock to explain to her what happened and she says well call now! I'm like I'm nervous. Lol. I know that's stupid but I was. How embarassing. She says, "Do you want me to call for you?" "Yes!!" I give her the number, she calls and says Mo thinks the situation is hilarious and will try to find G though he has no idea who she's talking about. Score!
When I get there today, 3 hours late (I was producing the noon today), he's not there (yes there was a possibility b/c he works out a lot), I get my workout on and leave quickly and quietly while reading Essence. Actually it probably wasn't that quietly because at times I was singing along to "A Christmas Workout!" Don't forget the exclamation mark! Tonight I'm going to Yokoso! (yes, exclamation mark) hibachi restaurant [(which does not get good reviews)(did I tell y'all I don't really like Asian-inspired food other than egg rolls?)] for my new church acquaintance's birthday. I just want to go to sleep and not wake up until December 20th. That way I can catch the replay of Project Runway and blog all about it. This week of crazy schedule has completely and totally jacked up my sleep experience.
12.18.2007
Must I Think?
I'm known for my mildly impressive pot luck additions. Nothing amazing but it looks or tastes that way. Peach lemonade with fresh peaches and lemons. They were fighting over who got the last of it. Fruit and yogurt parfait with cranberry granola and fresh blueberries and raspberries. But I've learned something. There is always too much food. I looked at the list and the only thing to drink is orange juice. I love o.j. much more than the average person but I decided instead of pouring over Rach's site anymore, I'll just grab that tin of mint cocoa sitting in my kitchen from Trader Joe's, put it in pretty packaging, and write a calligraphy note with the instructions. They will all love it.
*Watching Super Sweet 16... as much as I sometimes like this show, it's like Bridezilla in training. Do you really think no matter how much money I have my kids will talk like this??!! Do you?! No indeed. Not if they like their teeth.
*Watching Super Sweet 16... as much as I sometimes like this show, it's like Bridezilla in training. Do you really think no matter how much money I have my kids will talk like this??!! Do you?! No indeed. Not if they like their teeth.
12.17.2007
No, Seriously
I'm going to have to renew my request for you not to bore the living daylights out of me with your child stories!!! I got got TWICE today!! How did this happen!? We weren't talking about children, I didn't ask about your children, and suddenly I'm bombarded by babies. The one who got me on Saturday came up to me today and I made a quick getaway. She's one of those people once you get her started you have to practically cut her off at the knees to get her to stop. BE QUIET!! (A bit counter-productive to yell for someone to be quiet, huh?)
I'm watching Reno 911. This show is ca-raaaazy. So funny.
I went to the gym today and got my super fab workout on. That reminds me. A while back when I was struggling through the daily posts, Liz told me to let y'all know how I stay fit. So I shall. I like to do at least 25 minutes of cardio per day (3 days a week). Then I alternate my exercise. I hit the free weights with the dumbbell overhead press. Actually I think it's called the Arnold press because it's supposedly "da guvnah"'s fave exercise. You start with your hands up, palms inward, then you move them outward and up ending above your head with palms facing out. Delightful. I do 3 sets of 10 of each exercise. Then I also use a couple of machines including the leg press, dumbbell curl, and seated row.
Didn't see the gym date guy today. I might go again tomorrow to see if I can find him, or I may just show up on Wednesday when I can. Whatever. He'll be fine. I also do some pilates-esque leg moves. For ab work I do crunches on the decline bench. For the obliques, I sit with my knees bent in front of me and twist from side to side while holding an 8 to 10 lb. medicine ball. I also do sit-ups while holding the medicine ball and stretch it forward when I come up. My sister taught me that one. Now I'm bored. I'll holla.
*Ooh! The Breakfast Club is on!!
My daddy is a baller. He just said to whoever he's on the phone with, "If you wanna see me, don't look back, look ahead." I'm so using that.
I'm watching Reno 911. This show is ca-raaaazy. So funny.
I went to the gym today and got my super fab workout on. That reminds me. A while back when I was struggling through the daily posts, Liz told me to let y'all know how I stay fit. So I shall. I like to do at least 25 minutes of cardio per day (3 days a week). Then I alternate my exercise. I hit the free weights with the dumbbell overhead press. Actually I think it's called the Arnold press because it's supposedly "da guvnah"'s fave exercise. You start with your hands up, palms inward, then you move them outward and up ending above your head with palms facing out. Delightful. I do 3 sets of 10 of each exercise. Then I also use a couple of machines including the leg press, dumbbell curl, and seated row.
Didn't see the gym date guy today. I might go again tomorrow to see if I can find him, or I may just show up on Wednesday when I can. Whatever. He'll be fine. I also do some pilates-esque leg moves. For ab work I do crunches on the decline bench. For the obliques, I sit with my knees bent in front of me and twist from side to side while holding an 8 to 10 lb. medicine ball. I also do sit-ups while holding the medicine ball and stretch it forward when I come up. My sister taught me that one. Now I'm bored. I'll holla.
*Ooh! The Breakfast Club is on!!
My daddy is a baller. He just said to whoever he's on the phone with, "If you wanna see me, don't look back, look ahead." I'm so using that.
12.16.2007
Start it Right!
I had a great day today! Can I get a hooray for that?! I'm extra excited. Wanna know why? It's the little things. As I was heading out the door, my father says, "It's not bad out there on the roads (we were expecting a wintry mix), the sidewalks are slippery but that's it. And someone cleaned all the snow and ice off your car." *sticks out cheek and points at it* YAY!!!! THANKS DAD!! That's my dog.
I was about to put on my cute black heels but at the last minute shoved my feet in my adorable rain boots. Good thing because in my cute heels I would've busted my cute head without the traction. Not a cute look. I headed to work jolly about the lack of cracked head and not having to clean the car off. When I got there one of our super zealous interns was already in. He'd decided to take the bus in so he wouldn't be stuck and not be able to get there the next day. So he was there to work. WHAT?!?! Do you mean to tell me I don't have to be pseudo assignment editor tonight?! I did a mental shout and an aloud dance and celebration. It was great.
(Side note: right now D's singing "Iiiin the jungle the miiiighty juuungle, the liiiion sleeeps toniiiight!" along with some doo-wop group on tv. HUHlarious. Even more so because my dad can't carry a tune in a steel bucket. And he's still going. With the falsetto. LMAO!!)
Things did not look as bright, but I did learn one of the worst people I've ever trained is leaving which is always cause for celebration. She's horrible because she doesn't get anything I tell her and asks the same questions every. single. day. And she's leaving willingly because she's gotten a job she wants. That means... I'm not a bad person for celebrating. HAAAAAAALLLLLEEEEEELUUUUUUUUJAAAAAAH!!! I sat around some good singers in church today. On key, in harmony. The whole nine. Thank ya! Because y'all know how I get when I hear people off key.
Between work and church, I asked my co-worker about a restaurant I'd seen as having the best breakfast on citysearch. This place called Pamela's. The Big Lincoln-- skinny pancakes with a crunchy outer edge, 2 eggs, 3 strips of bacon, and home fries. I usually don't like to mix my carbs AND I'm not the biggest fan of pancakes, but YUM!! I just wanted to sit there all day and love on that food. OH!! AND THE BEST LEMONADE IN PITTSBURGH!! First they dump in a quarter cup of sugar (I know I saw at least that much but I was distracted b/c I was on the phone with Stace), then they squeeze it fresh right in front of you and give it to you with the spoon inside so you can stir that diabetic-inducing sugar up and directly into your blood stream. MMMMMMMMM and I thank ya!
The gym date may not happen this week. I realized I have to produce the noon on Wednesday which means I won't be available at 1030 like I thought. I usually see him on Mondays, too, so I'm hoping I'll be able to let him know tomorrow that we'll either have to push it back or do it another day. If not, he'll be okay. Lol.
My l.s. is back in NC because she's on Christmas break. I can't lie. I did jolly a little bit that the 80 degree weather left before she could get there to enjoy it. What? I didn't get any 80 degree weather!! She needs to share!! She's her sister's keeper!! So I shared my weather with her because I'm the good line sister. Or she brought her Syracuse weather down with her. But of course it shall warm sufficiently in the weeks she's there so she'll get her warmth eventually. I've also been researching places for me and Stace to go-- she'll be here in less than a week!!!!!-- with the help of my co-workers and I CAN'T WAIT!! YAY!!!! 9 days until Christmas and the arrival of MyStace!!!!!!
I was about to put on my cute black heels but at the last minute shoved my feet in my adorable rain boots. Good thing because in my cute heels I would've busted my cute head without the traction. Not a cute look. I headed to work jolly about the lack of cracked head and not having to clean the car off. When I got there one of our super zealous interns was already in. He'd decided to take the bus in so he wouldn't be stuck and not be able to get there the next day. So he was there to work. WHAT?!?! Do you mean to tell me I don't have to be pseudo assignment editor tonight?! I did a mental shout and an aloud dance and celebration. It was great.
(Side note: right now D's singing "Iiiin the jungle the miiiighty juuungle, the liiiion sleeeps toniiiight!" along with some doo-wop group on tv. HUHlarious. Even more so because my dad can't carry a tune in a steel bucket. And he's still going. With the falsetto. LMAO!!)
Things did not look as bright, but I did learn one of the worst people I've ever trained is leaving which is always cause for celebration. She's horrible because she doesn't get anything I tell her and asks the same questions every. single. day. And she's leaving willingly because she's gotten a job she wants. That means... I'm not a bad person for celebrating. HAAAAAAALLLLLEEEEEELUUUUUUUUJAAAAAAH!!! I sat around some good singers in church today. On key, in harmony. The whole nine. Thank ya! Because y'all know how I get when I hear people off key.
Between work and church, I asked my co-worker about a restaurant I'd seen as having the best breakfast on citysearch. This place called Pamela's. The Big Lincoln-- skinny pancakes with a crunchy outer edge, 2 eggs, 3 strips of bacon, and home fries. I usually don't like to mix my carbs AND I'm not the biggest fan of pancakes, but YUM!! I just wanted to sit there all day and love on that food. OH!! AND THE BEST LEMONADE IN PITTSBURGH!! First they dump in a quarter cup of sugar (I know I saw at least that much but I was distracted b/c I was on the phone with Stace), then they squeeze it fresh right in front of you and give it to you with the spoon inside so you can stir that diabetic-inducing sugar up and directly into your blood stream. MMMMMMMMM and I thank ya!
The gym date may not happen this week. I realized I have to produce the noon on Wednesday which means I won't be available at 1030 like I thought. I usually see him on Mondays, too, so I'm hoping I'll be able to let him know tomorrow that we'll either have to push it back or do it another day. If not, he'll be okay. Lol.
My l.s. is back in NC because she's on Christmas break. I can't lie. I did jolly a little bit that the 80 degree weather left before she could get there to enjoy it. What? I didn't get any 80 degree weather!! She needs to share!! She's her sister's keeper!! So I shared my weather with her because I'm the good line sister. Or she brought her Syracuse weather down with her. But of course it shall warm sufficiently in the weeks she's there so she'll get her warmth eventually. I've also been researching places for me and Stace to go-- she'll be here in less than a week!!!!!-- with the help of my co-workers and I CAN'T WAIT!! YAY!!!! 9 days until Christmas and the arrival of MyStace!!!!!!
12.15.2007
Dear Parents,
This will not be popular, but it must be said. Do me a favor, will ya? Do not bore me with your stories about your children. If you're proud of your child's accomplishment(s), that's great. You should be. But when you are talking for 15 minutes about your kid, you're crossing a line. I can't be bothered to care that much. I really can't. To quote CC, "I can't! I can't, I can't!" If I ask, give me a 5 minute anecdote. If I don't ask, you get even less time. That means keep it under 2:30, people. Not to be a time nazi, but really, it is MY time, so I reserve the right. Don't you remember back when you weren't a parent how much you didn't care? It's one thing if I voluntarily go to your blog and read all about your little ones. I can press x if I don't like it, but most of the time I do. It's quite another when I'm at work and am essentially a captive audience. I have no relation to these children so let's keep it to a minimum.
Thanks.
P.S. If you are a parent, thank Cnel for the following important announcement.
Thanks.
P.S. If you are a parent, thank Cnel for the following important announcement.
12.14.2007
Do You Know That I WON!?!?
I WON! I WON! I WON I WON I WON!! For those of you not in the know, Rashan and I have been competing against each other to see who could keep continuously blogging after successfully completing NaBloPoMo. Yesterday, I won!! He did not post. I had to do it Rashan. I'm competitive and I'm a winner. I'M A WINNER!! And I like to rub it in. With some paprika. If you're from the country, we like to call that pap-a-reeka. I actually do not have an accent despite growing up in the south. It's very neutral. People always ask me where I'm from. Today, because I won, I could rest on my laurels. I've now posted for 45 consecutive days. Tell me that's not amazing. AMAZING!!
I've been wanting to answer the questions I posed to others a while back. That was my favorite tag ever, courtesy of Liz. What great ideas she has and passes on. What day better than today? If not you, then who? If not now, then when? I can't find the source of that quote despite the wonders of the internet. I'm watching "Reign Over Me." Surprisingly, it's good. Well, maybe not surprisingly. I love Don Cheadle. I changed my mind. I can't do these questions right now because I'm watching the movie. So I guess answering the question when is... later.
*Today's Christmas Selection: "Silver Bells" by Bing Crosby.
I've been wanting to answer the questions I posed to others a while back. That was my favorite tag ever, courtesy of Liz. What great ideas she has and passes on. What day better than today? If not you, then who? If not now, then when? I can't find the source of that quote despite the wonders of the internet. I'm watching "Reign Over Me." Surprisingly, it's good. Well, maybe not surprisingly. I love Don Cheadle. I changed my mind. I can't do these questions right now because I'm watching the movie. So I guess answering the question when is... later.
*Today's Christmas Selection: "Silver Bells" by Bing Crosby.
12.13.2007
Christmas Comes Early!
I've been taking pics but I haven't been adding them so here are some of the things I've taken pics of in the last few weeks. Some of them apply to today's post. Some do not. You will love them anyway.
The first made me so sad I just had to take pics of the poor forlorn spring shoes when I put them away for the next 6 months (or more) back in October.
But! I did bring out some cute clothes and shoes.
Fall is pretty sometimes.
But not when it's snowing if I have to go somewhere!! This was one of the first snows.... back in Oct. No accumulation but COME ON!
My co-worker's birthday.
Guess what I got today? My first issue of "Everyday with Rachael Ray"!! YAY!!! I couldn't even sit still when my dad brought it in the house. Just like an adorably fabulous puppy with a soft afro and abs of steel. My mom gave me a subscription for Christmas!!
AND guess what was on top of the best cooking mag?
The latest InStyle magazine!! Yay!!!! Don't both of them look fab on the covers? I can't wait until Stace gets here! We'll read it together like we always used to back before both of us were employed AND like we did in Florida, though we didn't get all the way through. I'm gonna stick it in the magazine rack until she does. I won't even crack the cover. Just 12 days! (Looking back at those Florida pics makes me feel like after this trip, we shall only meet at warm locales where we can show out with minimal clothes on. Everything is more fun in a bikini!!)
"On the first day of Chriiiiiistmas my true love gave to meeee, a partridge in a pear tree." Hey true love, wherever you are. Let me hip you to something. 1) I don't do birds unless they are on my plate dripping in seasonings. They just seem unsanitary. 2) I actually do like pears so good look on that front. 3) HOWever. Not with birds in them. Wouldn't the birds be defecating on the fruit? That's disgusting.
I also realized something... though I don't consider myself friendly with strangers, maybe I am and don't realize it. I like to utilize people's expertise. Last night at the beer distributor while my father cooked, I asked the guy who worked there for something new. So he showed me a few things and I picked out the tour of Europe multi-pack featuring 3 beers- one from Italy, one from Poland and one from the Czech Republic. When I left I thought, hmm... maybe I'm a little bit friendly. I'll delve into the friendly topic in another post. For now, one thing you should know about my father's meals. They always include rice. Usually it's just meat and rice. It makes no sense. Last night he made these bangin porkchops with steak seasoning-- coarse salt, pepper, red pepper flakes and paprika. So delicious... and rice. Dad. I love you and your rice is the bomb, but can I get a veggie ever? He was in the air force and said he had to eat potatoes with every meal so he doesn't care if he never eats another potato. I on the other hand love potatoes and get really excited when my beloved Rach introduces me to know ways to cook them.
*Today's Christmas Selection: "This Christmas" by Chris Brown
The first made me so sad I just had to take pics of the poor forlorn spring shoes when I put them away for the next 6 months (or more) back in October.
But! I did bring out some cute clothes and shoes.
Fall is pretty sometimes.
But not when it's snowing if I have to go somewhere!! This was one of the first snows.... back in Oct. No accumulation but COME ON!
My co-worker's birthday.Guess what I got today? My first issue of "Everyday with Rachael Ray"!! YAY!!! I couldn't even sit still when my dad brought it in the house. Just like an adorably fabulous puppy with a soft afro and abs of steel. My mom gave me a subscription for Christmas!!
AND guess what was on top of the best cooking mag?
The latest InStyle magazine!! Yay!!!! Don't both of them look fab on the covers? I can't wait until Stace gets here! We'll read it together like we always used to back before both of us were employed AND like we did in Florida, though we didn't get all the way through. I'm gonna stick it in the magazine rack until she does. I won't even crack the cover. Just 12 days! (Looking back at those Florida pics makes me feel like after this trip, we shall only meet at warm locales where we can show out with minimal clothes on. Everything is more fun in a bikini!!)
"On the first day of Chriiiiiistmas my true love gave to meeee, a partridge in a pear tree." Hey true love, wherever you are. Let me hip you to something. 1) I don't do birds unless they are on my plate dripping in seasonings. They just seem unsanitary. 2) I actually do like pears so good look on that front. 3) HOWever. Not with birds in them. Wouldn't the birds be defecating on the fruit? That's disgusting.
I also realized something... though I don't consider myself friendly with strangers, maybe I am and don't realize it. I like to utilize people's expertise. Last night at the beer distributor while my father cooked, I asked the guy who worked there for something new. So he showed me a few things and I picked out the tour of Europe multi-pack featuring 3 beers- one from Italy, one from Poland and one from the Czech Republic. When I left I thought, hmm... maybe I'm a little bit friendly. I'll delve into the friendly topic in another post. For now, one thing you should know about my father's meals. They always include rice. Usually it's just meat and rice. It makes no sense. Last night he made these bangin porkchops with steak seasoning-- coarse salt, pepper, red pepper flakes and paprika. So delicious... and rice. Dad. I love you and your rice is the bomb, but can I get a veggie ever? He was in the air force and said he had to eat potatoes with every meal so he doesn't care if he never eats another potato. I on the other hand love potatoes and get really excited when my beloved Rach introduces me to know ways to cook them.
*Today's Christmas Selection: "This Christmas" by Chris Brown
I SAAAAAAAAAAAAID ENOUGH!!
Yo. At the expense of being a broken record, I'm going to say what obviously needs to be repeated. GIVE. THE WRITERS. WHAT. THEY WANT. That's as slowly and loudly as I care to say that right now. Looka here. I am tired of all the reality shows. And guess what? This is only the beginning. The longer this strike drags on, the more we will see. The networks will find a way to fill the hours with shows that don't need writers. I WON'T BE COWED!! Jay, Conan and all the other late night hosts have been running the same reruns since the beginning of November. And some of them have shows playing multiple times a night. I'm always up in the middle of the night when I have to work and I'm tired of the reruns!! People who work for the shows that require writers who aren't writers are getting laid off.
Let's also talk about how THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH WRITTEN EPISODES OF ANY OF MY SHOWS TO MAKE UP AN ENTIRE SEASON!! Grey's. I love you!! AND when the writers finally return, production doesn't start immediately. They still need to write the shows, then the actors need to learn their parts, extras, etc. need to be called back. And on and on and on. It will take a while to churn out new episodes once they return.
All you Lost and 24 fans should be upset because those seasons are both getting pushed back (court dates aside). Do you even understand that I will NOT be drawn in to all these reality shows?! I WILL NOT BE MANIPULATED INTO COMPLACENCY ABOUT THIS STRIKE!! We are getting desperate at work. Because we work in tv, we are all a little bit obsessed with it and watch incessantly. This is all good and well when there are actual shows, but I am TI.YERD (I've moved past tired and am now TI.YERD) of having people try to convince me of the myriad and NON-EXISTENT virtues of the hottest! new! reality show! Bah humbug! I WANT MY DRAMADIES AND MY COMEDIES AND MY WRITTEN, SCRIPTED SHOWS!! I WANT MY SNL!!! Ugh.
(If you pictured me yelling, jumping up and down and throwing temper tantrums, part of the time with my eyes screwed shut, you were right. UUUUUHHHHH!!!!)
Let's also talk about how THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH WRITTEN EPISODES OF ANY OF MY SHOWS TO MAKE UP AN ENTIRE SEASON!! Grey's. I love you!! AND when the writers finally return, production doesn't start immediately. They still need to write the shows, then the actors need to learn their parts, extras, etc. need to be called back. And on and on and on. It will take a while to churn out new episodes once they return.
All you Lost and 24 fans should be upset because those seasons are both getting pushed back (court dates aside). Do you even understand that I will NOT be drawn in to all these reality shows?! I WILL NOT BE MANIPULATED INTO COMPLACENCY ABOUT THIS STRIKE!! We are getting desperate at work. Because we work in tv, we are all a little bit obsessed with it and watch incessantly. This is all good and well when there are actual shows, but I am TI.YERD (I've moved past tired and am now TI.YERD) of having people try to convince me of the myriad and NON-EXISTENT virtues of the hottest! new! reality show! Bah humbug! I WANT MY DRAMADIES AND MY COMEDIES AND MY WRITTEN, SCRIPTED SHOWS!! I WANT MY SNL!!! Ugh.
(If you pictured me yelling, jumping up and down and throwing temper tantrums, part of the time with my eyes screwed shut, you were right. UUUUUHHHHH!!!!)
12.12.2007
It's Almost Here!!
Do you realize Christmas is just 13 days away!? That's like nothing! Less than 2 weeks! I can't take it! It's madness! I realized this as my co-workers onlined shopped all around me. So after the gym, I headed to the mall to do a bit of shopping. Guess what? It wasn't that crowded!! Yay!! Now try to get me to the mall on a Saturday. In my old day that would have earned you a stiff, yet dainty, middle finger. Today it will gander a mere smirk. Alright, alright. It depends on the day.
I got a few things, tried on a few things and then my feet yelled and yelped and hollered because I went to work all day, worked out, then went to the mall in cowboy boots. And please do not think that your boy Steve M.adden, the maker of said boots, bothers to put cushioning in any of his shoes-- the reason they are so blasted uncomfortable. Also the reason I rarely buy them. I cracked that day because I'd been searching for the perfect cowboy boots that weren't too expensive for the entire year preceeding the actual purchase. Speaking of which, I've been looking for a red coat for at least 2 years, maybe 3. I'm allergic to full price. That's definitely part of the problem.
Sooo... I kind of have a date. It's a gym date, but remember the guy from the last post? Cute, goes to my gym, and my church? Him. Normally I would be all "Ooh! What am I gonna wear!?" But since it's the gym and he's clearly seen all of my gym clothes, I really don't care. I always match and never wear ugly clothes. Not a problem. Roycee said wait until 7 months to date back when I posted about forgiveness. I can't believe it's been 7 months. Yesterday I happened upon my recounting of it to Jamar via instant messenger and was sad for who I was then, but a bit detached. It was so strange. I knew I would get here, but to be here is odd to say the least. Watching "Down with Love" which is quite hilarious.
*Today's Christmas selection is super fab: "Christmas Time Is Here" by Dianne Reeves.
I got a few things, tried on a few things and then my feet yelled and yelped and hollered because I went to work all day, worked out, then went to the mall in cowboy boots. And please do not think that your boy Steve M.adden, the maker of said boots, bothers to put cushioning in any of his shoes-- the reason they are so blasted uncomfortable. Also the reason I rarely buy them. I cracked that day because I'd been searching for the perfect cowboy boots that weren't too expensive for the entire year preceeding the actual purchase. Speaking of which, I've been looking for a red coat for at least 2 years, maybe 3. I'm allergic to full price. That's definitely part of the problem.
Sooo... I kind of have a date. It's a gym date, but remember the guy from the last post? Cute, goes to my gym, and my church? Him. Normally I would be all "Ooh! What am I gonna wear!?" But since it's the gym and he's clearly seen all of my gym clothes, I really don't care. I always match and never wear ugly clothes. Not a problem. Roycee said wait until 7 months to date back when I posted about forgiveness. I can't believe it's been 7 months. Yesterday I happened upon my recounting of it to Jamar via instant messenger and was sad for who I was then, but a bit detached. It was so strange. I knew I would get here, but to be here is odd to say the least. Watching "Down with Love" which is quite hilarious.
*Today's Christmas selection is super fab: "Christmas Time Is Here" by Dianne Reeves.
12.11.2007
Resolved: A Look Back
We're nearing that time of year again. So I thought I'd go back and look at the resolutions I made in 2007 and where we stand on those. Last year will be italicized. The results with be real text. Here goes nothin!
1) continue working out. I'm in the rhythm now and paying too much money a month to let it go to waste. I will need to start switching my routine up a little though because my eyes are starting to glaze. I reallly (count the l's) need a workout partner. I did it!! I mean look at all those posts about the gym! I didn't do it halfway, either! Muy fabulosa! And sans gym partner, though I still wouldn't mind having one of those. I did get two workout offers. One wasn't creepy because the guy was cute and around my age. And he goes to my church. AND he remembered my name. Oh my word! How is it that I've never posted about this!?
I have this thing about people remembering my name. That is the jump off point for whether or not you get my number. If you ask my name, chat me up, then ask my number but can't remember the name, you do not get the number. UNLESS you are really cute. What? Lol. Ok that doesn't even work anymore. I'm a grown up. If you can't remember my name 5 minutes later, there's really no point. Excuse yourself.
2) as a result of the aforementioned fitness, buy a Rosa Cha bikini because I only have about 3 years to wear it. Go to collections, Summer 2007. 2nd on the left, 3rd on the right. I would prefer them in other colors. Something to make my skin pop but those are the styles that caught my eye. Her 2006 collection was ick. (No, I don't want to be THAT skinny). Yes I will have to do some strategic placement to make either of those work with my Black woman body. Done! Love you Miami! I bet you want to see this bikini body, don't you? Nope!
3) get somewhere to wear #2. clearly i can't go to va beach or rhode island (right t?) w/that on. I'll get arrested and that will NOT be a resolution. Never been to the Carribbean. I'm overdue. Didn't go to the Carribbean, but Miami is very willing to be my place so I think I shall rock it there next time I go. I bought it too late in the trip to wear it. Close enough. Consider it done!
4) Go to Canada!!! Geez! Its ridiculous that I'm this close for a year and a half and have never been to Canada. It's something crazy like 2 hours or less away. So field trip for me. Erm. Not so much. Still didn't make it there. And by the time I really thought about it again in October, it was already too cold there. Canada has that arctic air and I prefer not to freeze any more than necessary i.e. not at all.
5) Save $3000. This starts with nine west. sigh. I just bought 2 pairs of shoes. They were on sale, but they will be my last for a while. Ugh. Why did the sales lady show me a pair of white slouch booties? *shudddddder!!!* WTF are you thinkin about? White shoes? And booties at that??? *vomitttttt!!!* Why don't you just spit on me? Absolutely not. These shoes were so ugly I can't even find them on the website. Not that the site is AT ALL easy to navigate but still. I saved $6,000 via my 401k. I contribute 11%. I'm not-so-secretly terrified I will be old and broke and I really don't want that. I plan to live a long time and I want to make sure I'm prepared in the event God allows me to do so. (My great-grandfather died at 95, so living long in my family is not unheard of.)
6) Budget. I'm already a step ahead b/c I've written down all of my bills, including food, entertainment and gas. Now implementation is the key. My first test is Friday when I get paid again. Uhhh... about that... Better luck next year?
7) Promotion. I've made August 23rd (my birthday) the promotion deadline for each year as long as I'm at a relatively entry-level position. Not quite entry-level, but still not in a job I would want to keep for more than a year. 23rd birthday, got the associate producer job, promoted to weekend morning producer by 24th birthday. 25th, I don't know what it will be, but not weekend mornings. Onward and upward people, onward and upward. Hmmm... not quite.
8) Meet a blogger. This is ridiculous. I'm sick of y'all comin to Pittsburgh, or me going to your city and suddenly we're unable to connect. FINE!! Don't meet me!! You smell like feet anyway. Yes! And I met 2. Dreamy and Duck. Duck I expected because she's from here. Dreamy I did not because she's from Cali! Oh wait. She hipped me to the game. She told me people from there don't say Cali. Wait. I'm not from there. Cali Cali CALI!! Lololol.
So I'm sure you're wondering my overall disposition considering I didn't exactly fulfill all my goals. I'm okay with that. They're benchmarks. Totally off topic... I love Lauren & Brody!! Partially because he is gooooorgeous. I'll take him off your hands, girl. Don't even worry about that! I do not like my coworker and all the bloggers who got me to start watching this show (the Hills). That is okay though!
*New fave Christmas song: "Home" by Ne-Yo.
1) continue working out. I'm in the rhythm now and paying too much money a month to let it go to waste. I will need to start switching my routine up a little though because my eyes are starting to glaze. I reallly (count the l's) need a workout partner. I did it!! I mean look at all those posts about the gym! I didn't do it halfway, either! Muy fabulosa! And sans gym partner, though I still wouldn't mind having one of those. I did get two workout offers. One wasn't creepy because the guy was cute and around my age. And he goes to my church. AND he remembered my name. Oh my word! How is it that I've never posted about this!?
I have this thing about people remembering my name. That is the jump off point for whether or not you get my number. If you ask my name, chat me up, then ask my number but can't remember the name, you do not get the number. UNLESS you are really cute. What? Lol. Ok that doesn't even work anymore. I'm a grown up. If you can't remember my name 5 minutes later, there's really no point. Excuse yourself.
2) as a result of the aforementioned fitness, buy a Rosa Cha bikini because I only have about 3 years to wear it. Go to collections, Summer 2007. 2nd on the left, 3rd on the right. I would prefer them in other colors. Something to make my skin pop but those are the styles that caught my eye. Her 2006 collection was ick. (No, I don't want to be THAT skinny). Yes I will have to do some strategic placement to make either of those work with my Black woman body. Done! Love you Miami! I bet you want to see this bikini body, don't you? Nope!
3) get somewhere to wear #2. clearly i can't go to va beach or rhode island (right t?) w/that on. I'll get arrested and that will NOT be a resolution. Never been to the Carribbean. I'm overdue. Didn't go to the Carribbean, but Miami is very willing to be my place so I think I shall rock it there next time I go. I bought it too late in the trip to wear it. Close enough. Consider it done!
4) Go to Canada!!! Geez! Its ridiculous that I'm this close for a year and a half and have never been to Canada. It's something crazy like 2 hours or less away. So field trip for me. Erm. Not so much. Still didn't make it there. And by the time I really thought about it again in October, it was already too cold there. Canada has that arctic air and I prefer not to freeze any more than necessary i.e. not at all.
5) Save $3000. This starts with nine west. sigh. I just bought 2 pairs of shoes. They were on sale, but they will be my last for a while. Ugh. Why did the sales lady show me a pair of white slouch booties? *shudddddder!!!* WTF are you thinkin about? White shoes? And booties at that??? *vomitttttt!!!* Why don't you just spit on me? Absolutely not. These shoes were so ugly I can't even find them on the website. Not that the site is AT ALL easy to navigate but still. I saved $6,000 via my 401k. I contribute 11%. I'm not-so-secretly terrified I will be old and broke and I really don't want that. I plan to live a long time and I want to make sure I'm prepared in the event God allows me to do so. (My great-grandfather died at 95, so living long in my family is not unheard of.)
6) Budget. I'm already a step ahead b/c I've written down all of my bills, including food, entertainment and gas. Now implementation is the key. My first test is Friday when I get paid again. Uhhh... about that... Better luck next year?
7) Promotion. I've made August 23rd (my birthday) the promotion deadline for each year as long as I'm at a relatively entry-level position. Not quite entry-level, but still not in a job I would want to keep for more than a year. 23rd birthday, got the associate producer job, promoted to weekend morning producer by 24th birthday. 25th, I don't know what it will be, but not weekend mornings. Onward and upward people, onward and upward. Hmmm... not quite.
8) Meet a blogger. This is ridiculous. I'm sick of y'all comin to Pittsburgh, or me going to your city and suddenly we're unable to connect. FINE!! Don't meet me!! You smell like feet anyway. Yes! And I met 2. Dreamy and Duck. Duck I expected because she's from here. Dreamy I did not because she's from Cali! Oh wait. She hipped me to the game. She told me people from there don't say Cali. Wait. I'm not from there. Cali Cali CALI!! Lololol.
So I'm sure you're wondering my overall disposition considering I didn't exactly fulfill all my goals. I'm okay with that. They're benchmarks. Totally off topic... I love Lauren & Brody!! Partially because he is gooooorgeous. I'll take him off your hands, girl. Don't even worry about that! I do not like my coworker and all the bloggers who got me to start watching this show (the Hills). That is okay though!
*New fave Christmas song: "Home" by Ne-Yo.
12.10.2007
Better You Than Me
I know I've said this multiple times before, but the best thing about my job is getting off at 10 in the morning and not having to deal with crowds. I got in anywhere from 11:30 p.m. to 1 a.m. That means I never have to deal with traffic either. (Unless there's construction on the parkway. But trying to get around it has forced me to learn my way around this city... the east side and eastern suburbs anyway.) I've also gotten very accustomed to being able to do almost anything without fighting for a parking space, or standing in line, or having to wait for customer service.
I exhibited this about 2 weeks ago in Victoria's Secret. I got a free product card and it was the last day. There was no line, but I'd left the free product and had to go back and get it. By the time I got back after trying to find the size, color, and style I want (this is where I say WHY!?!? Why are there so many styles, and sizes and colors? But mostly STYLES!?! Sometimes I want to be a dude and just walk in and be like "small", pick up the Wally World multi-pack and be done. Just like vanity sizing.) the line is now 3 people long. Sigh. But not that bad and I've already been to the gym and really have nothing else to do. Except... two of those 3 people have returns. Son of a!! So this turns into a 15 minute wait in line. You know me. I immediately come home and write a note letting them know I don't appreciate that! There were other people in the store who could ring as the line grew to 5 and 6 customers. The result: $25 gift certificate and profuse apologies. Complaining doesn't always get you free stuff, but I just need to be heard!!!
Today. I produced the noon show. I got off at 12:45, went to the gym, then the grocery store. Not bad on either front, AND there was this GORGEOUS guy working there. Heeeeey boo. Chocolate chocolate self. I always see people I've never seen before when I go an off time. And it always makes me want to regularly come at that time except I can't because it's a fluke that I'm there then. Then I go to the post office.
Lord Jesus help me!
I'd never seen this many cars in the parking lot but I think maybe it's not that bad. Until I get inside and the line is in the doorway. I check the clock-- 3:08-- and decide to just stick it out. I'd already determined I had to send out the first batch of Christmas cards today. I decide to do a few calf extensions. The lady behind me says, "Are you exercising?" I say, "Yes," fully expecting to be mildly chastized, and she replies, "Good idea." Lol. Me and Chr.is B.rown "Ki.ss Kiss" then I decide I want something a bit more upbeat so I turn to one of my workout playlists and hear "I'm H.ot" by Missy for the 4th time today. No lie. I just kept hitting repeat at the end of the song. I looked at my iTunes stats and it's the most played song on my ipod. Know why? Because it's on every workout playlist and I only listen to the pod at the gym. Holla!
Anyway. Waiting, waiting. 3:21 I finally get up to the counter to get these ugly, corny-looking stamps. They look like they're knit. Womp. Those were the ones that went even halfway with my funky envelopes. And I still can't stand them. I wanted a poinsetta or a snowflake. No dice on either. The post office is trippin. Actually I kind of liked the Hanukkah ones more, and was very tempted to get them. The dude was pushing the Kwanzaa ones. He was trying my blackness. Lol. After putting stamps on a million (or 27, whatever) envelopes and walk out. It's 3:25. Wow. All that? But I actually stayed calm. I was proud of myself. I leave only to be assaulted by this impossibly long line of traffic to get to the crib. WHAT IS THE DEAL!?!? Y'all can have this traffic crap. I just want to work hours where its normal for me to go to bed at 3 in the morning. That's my actual body clock and I miss it. Poor, poor body.
To console myself, I had a honey ham and sharp white cheddar cheese sandwich with spicy mustard on homestyle bread and an Amber Bock beer. I do feel much calmer now. Ahhhhhh.
I exhibited this about 2 weeks ago in Victoria's Secret. I got a free product card and it was the last day. There was no line, but I'd left the free product and had to go back and get it. By the time I got back after trying to find the size, color, and style I want (this is where I say WHY!?!? Why are there so many styles, and sizes and colors? But mostly STYLES!?! Sometimes I want to be a dude and just walk in and be like "small", pick up the Wally World multi-pack and be done. Just like vanity sizing.) the line is now 3 people long. Sigh. But not that bad and I've already been to the gym and really have nothing else to do. Except... two of those 3 people have returns. Son of a!! So this turns into a 15 minute wait in line. You know me. I immediately come home and write a note letting them know I don't appreciate that! There were other people in the store who could ring as the line grew to 5 and 6 customers. The result: $25 gift certificate and profuse apologies. Complaining doesn't always get you free stuff, but I just need to be heard!!!
Today. I produced the noon show. I got off at 12:45, went to the gym, then the grocery store. Not bad on either front, AND there was this GORGEOUS guy working there. Heeeeey boo. Chocolate chocolate self. I always see people I've never seen before when I go an off time. And it always makes me want to regularly come at that time except I can't because it's a fluke that I'm there then. Then I go to the post office.
Lord Jesus help me!
I'd never seen this many cars in the parking lot but I think maybe it's not that bad. Until I get inside and the line is in the doorway. I check the clock-- 3:08-- and decide to just stick it out. I'd already determined I had to send out the first batch of Christmas cards today. I decide to do a few calf extensions. The lady behind me says, "Are you exercising?" I say, "Yes," fully expecting to be mildly chastized, and she replies, "Good idea." Lol. Me and Chr.is B.rown "Ki.ss Kiss" then I decide I want something a bit more upbeat so I turn to one of my workout playlists and hear "I'm H.ot" by Missy for the 4th time today. No lie. I just kept hitting repeat at the end of the song. I looked at my iTunes stats and it's the most played song on my ipod. Know why? Because it's on every workout playlist and I only listen to the pod at the gym. Holla!
Anyway. Waiting, waiting. 3:21 I finally get up to the counter to get these ugly, corny-looking stamps. They look like they're knit. Womp. Those were the ones that went even halfway with my funky envelopes. And I still can't stand them. I wanted a poinsetta or a snowflake. No dice on either. The post office is trippin. Actually I kind of liked the Hanukkah ones more, and was very tempted to get them. The dude was pushing the Kwanzaa ones. He was trying my blackness. Lol. After putting stamps on a million (or 27, whatever) envelopes and walk out. It's 3:25. Wow. All that? But I actually stayed calm. I was proud of myself. I leave only to be assaulted by this impossibly long line of traffic to get to the crib. WHAT IS THE DEAL!?!? Y'all can have this traffic crap. I just want to work hours where its normal for me to go to bed at 3 in the morning. That's my actual body clock and I miss it. Poor, poor body.
To console myself, I had a honey ham and sharp white cheddar cheese sandwich with spicy mustard on homestyle bread and an Amber Bock beer. I do feel much calmer now. Ahhhhhh.
12.09.2007
Feeling Better
Yesterday I was homesick. I still am a bit, but I forgot my closest co-workers all have their families nearby, so they like to make sure I don't spend the holidays alone or get too sad. I didn't even tell them how I'm feeling and I'm already feeling better after today. Last night my job held its "holiday party"... at work. None of the early morning people went, of course, but there was a lot of food left over and some "Champayno." I promise it was called that. Yes, that CRACKED ME UP!! No getting drunk at work, I guess, whether working or not, so it was non-alcoholic sparkling whatever. Complete with plastic flutes. Wow...
My homie Cat and I decide we're gonna set the whole spread out and have a party for the two of us and the two editors. Roast beef with mushrooms; pasta with cheese, squash, zucchini and carrots; salad; fruit salad. We make it happen and we tear it up! Complete with a side of Champayno and Rev. Fun. Whooooooooose hoooooooooouuuuuuuuse??? Ruuuuuuuun's Hooooooouse. His daughters were showing off their sample gym bags for their line on I think Episode 7, maybe 8. Whatever it was, I want those bags. Their shoes are a bit too colorful and 8th grade to me, but the bags I can rock. And I don't even do logo bags or logo anything. My mother trained me well. No free advertising. Matter of fact, when I wear logos, I'm essentially paying you to advertise for you. Insanity.
I went to my fave cafe for breakfast and had a breakfast quesadilla with mushrooms, onions, cheese and eggs sprinkled with paprika, a side of salsa and sour cream, and sausage. It was BANGIN!! The first bite, I commenced to dancing. Then I went to church today and the pastor ripped it! I was like, "Get it son!" Yes, I talk in church, AND to God, exactly like I talk on my blog. Why not? It's not like God doesn't know what and how I talk anyway. I might need a copy of that one for the road. You know when I blow this taco stand. The text was on faith, Hebrews 11:32-40.
After that, it's Trader Joe's for lemon and raspberry sorbet (the latter suggested by dreamy), honey smoked turkey, herb foccacia bread, sharp white cheddar cheese and mint cocoa. Can't. Wait. That place is gangsta expensive for some things, but the food just looks so good. It's definitely one of those places you have to know your prices. I wanted to get some limes but they only had big bags of them and there's no way I need that many limes. Guess I'll have to hit up the regular store. 50 cents per lime at least, I'm sure. Maybe $1. Citrus is insane up here.
I also want to thank Pro for adopting me since I'm feeling a bit homesick. The Christmas spirit is not dead!!
*Today's selection: Frank Sinatra's version of "Jingle Bells." Very old school. Very classic. Very jolly. "I want those j-i-n-g-l-e bells. Those holdiay j-i-n-g-l-e b-e-double-l-s. I love those j-i-n-g-l-e bells!" Muy festivo! Feliz navidad! Joyeux Noel!
My homie Cat and I decide we're gonna set the whole spread out and have a party for the two of us and the two editors. Roast beef with mushrooms; pasta with cheese, squash, zucchini and carrots; salad; fruit salad. We make it happen and we tear it up! Complete with a side of Champayno and Rev. Fun. Whooooooooose hoooooooooouuuuuuuuse??? Ruuuuuuuun's Hooooooouse. His daughters were showing off their sample gym bags for their line on I think Episode 7, maybe 8. Whatever it was, I want those bags. Their shoes are a bit too colorful and 8th grade to me, but the bags I can rock. And I don't even do logo bags or logo anything. My mother trained me well. No free advertising. Matter of fact, when I wear logos, I'm essentially paying you to advertise for you. Insanity.
I went to my fave cafe for breakfast and had a breakfast quesadilla with mushrooms, onions, cheese and eggs sprinkled with paprika, a side of salsa and sour cream, and sausage. It was BANGIN!! The first bite, I commenced to dancing. Then I went to church today and the pastor ripped it! I was like, "Get it son!" Yes, I talk in church, AND to God, exactly like I talk on my blog. Why not? It's not like God doesn't know what and how I talk anyway. I might need a copy of that one for the road. You know when I blow this taco stand. The text was on faith, Hebrews 11:32-40.
After that, it's Trader Joe's for lemon and raspberry sorbet (the latter suggested by dreamy), honey smoked turkey, herb foccacia bread, sharp white cheddar cheese and mint cocoa. Can't. Wait. That place is gangsta expensive for some things, but the food just looks so good. It's definitely one of those places you have to know your prices. I wanted to get some limes but they only had big bags of them and there's no way I need that many limes. Guess I'll have to hit up the regular store. 50 cents per lime at least, I'm sure. Maybe $1. Citrus is insane up here.
I also want to thank Pro for adopting me since I'm feeling a bit homesick. The Christmas spirit is not dead!!
*Today's selection: Frank Sinatra's version of "Jingle Bells." Very old school. Very classic. Very jolly. "I want those j-i-n-g-l-e bells. Those holdiay j-i-n-g-l-e b-e-double-l-s. I love those j-i-n-g-l-e bells!" Muy festivo! Feliz navidad! Joyeux Noel!
She Gets Me
She really really does. As soon as Grey's is bouncing back from the loss of Burke... we're running out of episodes!! I CAN'T TAKE IT!!
12.08.2007
Homesick
I usually don't talk about this because I usually never am. But right now, I just wanna go home. And it makes it worse when your band of evildoers and evilwishers "friends" and "family" ask you if you're coming home for Christmas. (I use quotations because real friends and family wouldn't do this to me. My cousin also just sent me an email about how all of them got together at my other cousin's house for Thanksgiving and added "You missed it!" Granted she always tells me she misses me, but still. I'm fragile right now. Be kind, rewind.)
Let's play Jeopardy shall we? Number of times in the 3 Thanksgivings and Christmases that I've been here that I have been home.
Doom doom doom doom doom doom doooom doom doom doom doom DOOM da doo doo doo doo doom doom doom doom doom doom DOOOOM DOOM da doom doom BOMP! BOMP! BOMP! boom boom. *ching*
If you answered 0, you just won!!!!!! Face. It really pisses me off. I don't need reminders. And that's what that serves as. Isn't it more helpful to just say "AAAAAAAH HAHAHAHAHAHA!! YOU AIN'T GOIN HOME FOR CHRISTMAS AAAAAAND YO DADDY NEVER STAYS!! ALONE ON CHRISTMAS AGAIN BIATCH!!!"? I think so, too. My Stace is coming on Christmas afternoon, so that helps. But right now I'm still feeling a bit sad and missing my mommy. I'm feeling La, Eps, X and everyone else on the bah humbug tip. Thanks to all who have worked so diligently to crush my Christmas spirit.
*Listening to: "Christmas in Hollis" by Run DMC but thinking Natalie Cole's "No More Blue Christmases."
Let's play Jeopardy shall we? Number of times in the 3 Thanksgivings and Christmases that I've been here that I have been home.
Doom doom doom doom doom doom doooom doom doom doom doom DOOM da doo doo doo doo doom doom doom doom doom doom DOOOOM DOOM da doom doom BOMP! BOMP! BOMP! boom boom. *ching*
If you answered 0, you just won!!!!!! Face. It really pisses me off. I don't need reminders. And that's what that serves as. Isn't it more helpful to just say "AAAAAAAH HAHAHAHAHAHA!! YOU AIN'T GOIN HOME FOR CHRISTMAS AAAAAAND YO DADDY NEVER STAYS!! ALONE ON CHRISTMAS AGAIN BIATCH!!!"? I think so, too. My Stace is coming on Christmas afternoon, so that helps. But right now I'm still feeling a bit sad and missing my mommy. I'm feeling La, Eps, X and everyone else on the bah humbug tip. Thanks to all who have worked so diligently to crush my Christmas spirit.
*Listening to: "Christmas in Hollis" by Run DMC but thinking Natalie Cole's "No More Blue Christmases."
12.07.2007
Winter Workout
Is everyone aware that it's still FALL!?!? I had to remind myself as I looked out the window this morning at the snow-covered pine trees while the flakes fell. I like to watch snow falling. I like for people to bring me food when it's snowing. I like to watch children playing in the snow. I even like to make snow angels. I DO NOT like to drive in it. This means I have not gone anywhere since I came home at 10:45 Wednesday morning. Since I'm off Thursdays and "Fridays," that means I go nowhere until I have to go to work Friday night.
I'd planned on going to the gym Wednesday and Thursday. When I didn't go either day, I said "Friday! Friday's the day!" Except it was snowing when I got ready to go out and I promptly u-turned in my house, just as I was about to put on my snow boots. No indeed. I'm not afraid of snow. I just would prefer to stay out of it if given the option.
Since I skipped the gym, I decided to give myself a winter workout and shovel the snow. That way I don't have to worry about it when I finally leave the house tonight, I get my workout in, AND I can warm up my car and clean off the inch or two on top of it. Another thing I don't have to be bothered with tonight. Score two for me. Plus I figure if I get my hair all sweaty, I'll go wash it and watch "Sideways" since I bought it. I now buy DVDs when they're on sale at Target. $6.50 or $5. Who can beat those prices?! Love it. So I bought "Sideways" and "Hotel Rwanda." I'd decided I would start collecting Oscar-nominated films. Why not? I know my dad will watch the latter with me so I'll bust it out one of the Daddy-Daughter days when Grey's is a rerun and there's nothing at the movies.
The workout. I put on my "A Christmas Workout!" playlist (yes, with the exclamation point) that I made yesterday and went to work. After I'd cleared the walkway, around my car, and my dad's space, I wiped the snow off my car. Then I looked down and said, "Hmmm... maybe I should've done this first." Ah well. What's a few more scoops of the shovel? I got a 25 minute workout in AND saved myself some trouble later today. But now my right hand hurts. Maybe twisting my hair isn't the brightest idea right now. Afro it is. I'm also washing clothes. See? I can be productive without leaving the house! :P Not feeling the Christmas spirit right now despite my efforts. I'll explain tomorrow. Bah humbug.
I'd planned on going to the gym Wednesday and Thursday. When I didn't go either day, I said "Friday! Friday's the day!" Except it was snowing when I got ready to go out and I promptly u-turned in my house, just as I was about to put on my snow boots. No indeed. I'm not afraid of snow. I just would prefer to stay out of it if given the option.
Since I skipped the gym, I decided to give myself a winter workout and shovel the snow. That way I don't have to worry about it when I finally leave the house tonight, I get my workout in, AND I can warm up my car and clean off the inch or two on top of it. Another thing I don't have to be bothered with tonight. Score two for me. Plus I figure if I get my hair all sweaty, I'll go wash it and watch "Sideways" since I bought it. I now buy DVDs when they're on sale at Target. $6.50 or $5. Who can beat those prices?! Love it. So I bought "Sideways" and "Hotel Rwanda." I'd decided I would start collecting Oscar-nominated films. Why not? I know my dad will watch the latter with me so I'll bust it out one of the Daddy-Daughter days when Grey's is a rerun and there's nothing at the movies.
The workout. I put on my "A Christmas Workout!" playlist (yes, with the exclamation point) that I made yesterday and went to work. After I'd cleared the walkway, around my car, and my dad's space, I wiped the snow off my car. Then I looked down and said, "Hmmm... maybe I should've done this first." Ah well. What's a few more scoops of the shovel? I got a 25 minute workout in AND saved myself some trouble later today. But now my right hand hurts. Maybe twisting my hair isn't the brightest idea right now. Afro it is. I'm also washing clothes. See? I can be productive without leaving the house! :P Not feeling the Christmas spirit right now despite my efforts. I'll explain tomorrow. Bah humbug.
State of Black America Part XI: High Yella Women Stealin' All the Men
"It's so typical, you know? You walk into an event hoping to meet some nice men your age with good jobs, and they're all attached to high yella or white women. It just makes you so mad!!!"
This woman actually tried to have this conversation with me last week. Maybe you thought because we're both brown-skinned ladies (heeeeeey Mos), there would be some sort of solidarity. You are older than me by about 10 years (or more) so I would hope that you would have this out of your system by now. But you don't. I know you have your issues. I know color is something we all have to deal with, but I really can't do it.
We all know black people come in a range of hues. My Uncle James is very dark skinned, my uncle Ferdinand is so pale his childhood nickname was "Banana." Knowing this, how is it possible that you don't have any light-skinned friends and family members? Though the phenomenon called passing is not unusual, it still smacking children and grandchildren in the face when they learn their supposedly white fathers or grandfathers were actually black. Black people have always known about it. For centuries, many white people have just incorrectly assumed they would be able to tell.
To those of you with personal color issues I say this, you should first take a minute to know who you are talking to. For me, when you malign men picking light-skinned women, you are hitting a little too close to home. My mother and sister are light-skinned. So is my grandmother. Do you know why my grandmother is light-skinned with blue eyes? Because her father, John Dixon, was half-white. Yeah. Oh. He is the product of the "union" between a slave and a slave owner with the last name Moffat. I just looked it up on the internet and that's a Scottish last name. Interesting. My great-grandfather's uncle made him a slave on his plantation. That's right, he owned his nephew. Yes, he knew John was his nephew. Great-granddaddy John ran from his home in Arkansas to Mississippi, changed his name, and started a new life. He told his first set of children (from his first wife who died) one thing about his parents and his second set of children another thing about his parents. So we don't know which of his parents was white. If you look at pictures of him, even though they are black and white, you can tell he was very pale.
This next part I will say at the risk of sounding like a white person i.e. "Some of my best friends are black." Besides my family, some of my closest friends are some of these "high yella women stealin all the men." I said to her, "I've honestly never had that issue." She says, "Well you know what I'm saying. I'm not saying you've had a problem finding a date, but you've seen it, too." "I can't worry about other people's actions. A man who is only chosing a mate based on her color is not the man for me." (I seem to be having some version of this conversation a lot lately.) Did it ever occur to you that some people actually have a connection regardless of their complexions? One of my friends recently got married. At the reception her new husband said, "It was like God sent an angel into my life right at the time when I needed her." Pretty sure God doesn't care about your skin color.
None of this is to deny the fact that yes, some men will date women solely because of their skin color. But I will not jump on the bandwagon against the women as a result. That's what the slave owners were aiming for when they started the house negro and field negro separation between the light and dark slaves. I'd rather not keep it going.
State of Black America:
Part X: Noosely Speaking
Part IX: Let Someone In
Part VIII: Nappy-Headed Hos
Part VII: "I'm A Conservative"
Part VI: Education
Part V: Names
Part IV: Rapists and Child Molesters
Part III: Hair
Part II: Katrina
Part I: The Athlete
This woman actually tried to have this conversation with me last week. Maybe you thought because we're both brown-skinned ladies (heeeeeey Mos), there would be some sort of solidarity. You are older than me by about 10 years (or more) so I would hope that you would have this out of your system by now. But you don't. I know you have your issues. I know color is something we all have to deal with, but I really can't do it.
We all know black people come in a range of hues. My Uncle James is very dark skinned, my uncle Ferdinand is so pale his childhood nickname was "Banana." Knowing this, how is it possible that you don't have any light-skinned friends and family members? Though the phenomenon called passing is not unusual, it still smacking children and grandchildren in the face when they learn their supposedly white fathers or grandfathers were actually black. Black people have always known about it. For centuries, many white people have just incorrectly assumed they would be able to tell.
To those of you with personal color issues I say this, you should first take a minute to know who you are talking to. For me, when you malign men picking light-skinned women, you are hitting a little too close to home. My mother and sister are light-skinned. So is my grandmother. Do you know why my grandmother is light-skinned with blue eyes? Because her father, John Dixon, was half-white. Yeah. Oh. He is the product of the "union" between a slave and a slave owner with the last name Moffat. I just looked it up on the internet and that's a Scottish last name. Interesting. My great-grandfather's uncle made him a slave on his plantation. That's right, he owned his nephew. Yes, he knew John was his nephew. Great-granddaddy John ran from his home in Arkansas to Mississippi, changed his name, and started a new life. He told his first set of children (from his first wife who died) one thing about his parents and his second set of children another thing about his parents. So we don't know which of his parents was white. If you look at pictures of him, even though they are black and white, you can tell he was very pale.
This next part I will say at the risk of sounding like a white person i.e. "Some of my best friends are black." Besides my family, some of my closest friends are some of these "high yella women stealin all the men." I said to her, "I've honestly never had that issue." She says, "Well you know what I'm saying. I'm not saying you've had a problem finding a date, but you've seen it, too." "I can't worry about other people's actions. A man who is only chosing a mate based on her color is not the man for me." (I seem to be having some version of this conversation a lot lately.) Did it ever occur to you that some people actually have a connection regardless of their complexions? One of my friends recently got married. At the reception her new husband said, "It was like God sent an angel into my life right at the time when I needed her." Pretty sure God doesn't care about your skin color.
None of this is to deny the fact that yes, some men will date women solely because of their skin color. But I will not jump on the bandwagon against the women as a result. That's what the slave owners were aiming for when they started the house negro and field negro separation between the light and dark slaves. I'd rather not keep it going.
State of Black America:
Part X: Noosely Speaking
Part IX: Let Someone In
Part VIII: Nappy-Headed Hos
Part VII: "I'm A Conservative"
Part VI: Education
Part V: Names
Part IV: Rapists and Child Molesters
Part III: Hair
Part II: Katrina
Part I: The Athlete
12.06.2007
How Fitting
Back in November, while posting my face off, with no fanfare, I hit 300 posts!!! I didn't even know! Shouldn't blogger send me notes of congratulations, a new template, an internet hug or hello?? Something!?? Am I really supposed to keep track of these things? I suppose so. Since blogger didn't care, I decided to go back and count to see where I hit post 300.
(One thing I did notice during November is that each year I've more than doubled the number of posts of the previous year. But er um... I really have no desire to do that next year. At this rate I'll be posting every 5 minutes. There is NO ONE that interesting.)
How fitting that THIS is the 300th. It's about food and just one of the many examples of Jameil being Jameil. I love it. Cracks me up. Now tell me how fabulous I am... go ahead.
*Current musical selection: "Up on the House Top" The Jackson 5
(One thing I did notice during November is that each year I've more than doubled the number of posts of the previous year. But er um... I really have no desire to do that next year. At this rate I'll be posting every 5 minutes. There is NO ONE that interesting.)
How fitting that THIS is the 300th. It's about food and just one of the many examples of Jameil being Jameil. I love it. Cracks me up. Now tell me how fabulous I am... go ahead.
*Current musical selection: "Up on the House Top" The Jackson 5
Sneak Peek!!
AHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Since I couldn't get myself to wake up to watch Project Runway (PR) at 10 (I set my alarm but I was super sleepy so I just shut it off), I woke up at 11 for the instant replay. I absolutely agree with who went home, and like last week, I called it. It's always so easy at the beginning. You can instantly pick out the worst on every reality show.
I'd been upset because the Top Chef Holiday Special (where they bring back people from all three seasons for the chance to win $20,000) is coming on Thursday at 9. EVERYONE knows Thursday at 9 is when Grey's comes on and it's a new episode this week!!! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!?!
BUT! SNEAK PEEK RIGHT NOW AT MIDNIGHT!!!! AHHHHHH!! So I get PR and Top Chef back to back??? Someone loves me!!! Heeeeeeeeey Tre!! *wink* LOVE HIM!! I'm not going to give anything away, but may I say I would looooooove to have them come cook at my house?!?! PLEASE!?! Pleeeeeease?? I would sooo be wiggling in anticipation. Have I told you how I am when I like what I'm eating? I get really excited and wiggle and hum. And repeat myself about how gooooood it is. It's hilarious. And I can imagine quite gratifying if you're the chef. I hope they have a quickfire. HOLLA!
I'd been upset because the Top Chef Holiday Special (where they bring back people from all three seasons for the chance to win $20,000) is coming on Thursday at 9. EVERYONE knows Thursday at 9 is when Grey's comes on and it's a new episode this week!!! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!?!
BUT! SNEAK PEEK RIGHT NOW AT MIDNIGHT!!!! AHHHHHH!! So I get PR and Top Chef back to back??? Someone loves me!!! Heeeeeeeeey Tre!! *wink* LOVE HIM!! I'm not going to give anything away, but may I say I would looooooove to have them come cook at my house?!?! PLEASE!?! Pleeeeeease?? I would sooo be wiggling in anticipation. Have I told you how I am when I like what I'm eating? I get really excited and wiggle and hum. And repeat myself about how gooooood it is. It's hilarious. And I can imagine quite gratifying if you're the chef. I hope they have a quickfire. HOLLA!
12.05.2007
It's the Mooooost Wonderful Tiiiiiiiime
Ooooooof the yeeeeeeeeeeear! Yay!! Soo... I never thought I would say this, but I actually got really, really excited about the snow this morning when I walked out of work and saw it piled up "all around, all around, boom." Name that movie. It just felt really, really like Christmas. Especially since I bought another copy of Mariah Carey's "Merry Christmas." (The first copy was lost/stolen.) I looove that cd all day every day. It's not Christmas without that cd and Boyz II Men Christmas. Sigh. I also bought "Now That's What I Call Christmas 3." That title cracks me up!! So 90's infomercial, right? Today we have Miss Pro to thank for our blog topic. Have a holly jolly Christmas!!
1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? OOH! Wrapping paper. I don't know why but I love wrapping gifts. I think because it's very organized. I like things that can be done a right way. I also like folding clothes and ironing. This does not mean I will do either as soon as they need to be done. It just means once I start I can't stop.
2. Tree, real or fake? Real! I can't stand fake trees. (Have I done this before? I'm getting a bit of deja vu.) However, we haven't had a tree in the now 3 Christmas seasons I've been here. Yes, it is a bit bizarre and makes it feel less like Christmas. HOWEVER, there is no depressing tree removal so that's hot.
3. When do you put up the tree? When I was at home, it was whenever me and my sister did it.
4. When do you take the tree down? When my mother made us(usually on New Year's Day).
5. Do you like eggnog? LOVE IT! But as much as I like liquor, it seems unnecessary and odd in eggnog-- mostly b/c it waters it down.
6. Favorite gift received as a child? Money or clothes. I was always particularly attached to gifts from my aunt Terry. She's not really my aunt, but my godmother, and my mom's line sister.
7. Do you have a nativity scene? Nope. But one of the stations here did a story about a stolen nativity scene and the anchor said something to the effect of "Boy I know the neighborhood is out to get that person." Really? Over a nativity scene? Doesn't that represent Christianity? And isn't being out to get someone totally against the concept of Christianity? Just wondering.
8. Hardest person to buy for? My father. He wants nothing and doesn't have any favorite anything. He doesn't collect anything and doesn't wear ties. He likes electronics. He wants a GPS sytem this year. But I'm really not trying to spend $150 on anyone.
9. Favorite Christmas tradition? I added this in because there was no 9. I looooove eating and being with my large extended family. My dad has 8 brothers and sisters. From them I have 27 first cousins. Most of them don't show up, but the ones who do are muy fun.
10. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? Socks. And I've gotten them more than once. Ugly ones. I'll take pictures of some of the ugly socks. I kept them because I was just so through with how hideous they were. Warm does not mean ugly.
11. Mail or email Christmas cards? Finally I will mail!
12. Favorite Christmas Movie? Hmmm... I don't think I have one but we watched "A Christmas Story" all day at work last year. That's "You'll shoot your eye out" right? That one. I also like "Elf."
13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? When I see things I know people will like. Usually not until December. But I got a good bit done yesterday.
14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? I don't think so but I'm definitely thinking about it this year.
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Mrs. Allen's mac and cheese and broccoli rice casserole, my mom's sweet potato pie and dressing.
16. Clear lights or colored on the tree? Pro says "Colored lights are so 1980." Well, as 1969's hubby's favorite rapper (Lil Wayne) says, "82 I was born ready." I like colored lights because they remind me of my childhood. But I'm very aware of the tackiness of them. I just really don't care.
17. Favorite Christmas song? Don't make me choose! "O Holy Night", Mariah Carey's entire cd, "The Holly & the Ivy." "O Come All Ye Faithful" "Silver Bells" I could go on for days. I looooooooove Christmas music!!
18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Travel, travel, travel!!!
19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer? Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, Rudolph. (Didn't I tell you I know Christmas songs? Y'all don't listen.) Why do nann nunna those names make a lick of sense? (You like how I pulled out the southern?)
20. Angel on the tree top or a star? A black angel! Looooove angels.
21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? Both. Or as soon as the box comes from my godmother. Lol.
22. Most annoying thing about this time of year? Ugly Christmas sweaters!!
23. What I love most about Christmas? Giving gifts I know people will love and seeing friends and fam!
Hilarious line sister-ism of the day, "What's that song they sing at funerals? I'm a wretch or somethin?" "Amazing Grace?" "Yeah." LMAO!! Grad school robs the brain.
1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? OOH! Wrapping paper. I don't know why but I love wrapping gifts. I think because it's very organized. I like things that can be done a right way. I also like folding clothes and ironing. This does not mean I will do either as soon as they need to be done. It just means once I start I can't stop.
2. Tree, real or fake? Real! I can't stand fake trees. (Have I done this before? I'm getting a bit of deja vu.) However, we haven't had a tree in the now 3 Christmas seasons I've been here. Yes, it is a bit bizarre and makes it feel less like Christmas. HOWEVER, there is no depressing tree removal so that's hot.
3. When do you put up the tree? When I was at home, it was whenever me and my sister did it.
4. When do you take the tree down? When my mother made us(usually on New Year's Day).
5. Do you like eggnog? LOVE IT! But as much as I like liquor, it seems unnecessary and odd in eggnog-- mostly b/c it waters it down.
6. Favorite gift received as a child? Money or clothes. I was always particularly attached to gifts from my aunt Terry. She's not really my aunt, but my godmother, and my mom's line sister.
7. Do you have a nativity scene? Nope. But one of the stations here did a story about a stolen nativity scene and the anchor said something to the effect of "Boy I know the neighborhood is out to get that person." Really? Over a nativity scene? Doesn't that represent Christianity? And isn't being out to get someone totally against the concept of Christianity? Just wondering.
8. Hardest person to buy for? My father. He wants nothing and doesn't have any favorite anything. He doesn't collect anything and doesn't wear ties. He likes electronics. He wants a GPS sytem this year. But I'm really not trying to spend $150 on anyone.
9. Favorite Christmas tradition? I added this in because there was no 9. I looooove eating and being with my large extended family. My dad has 8 brothers and sisters. From them I have 27 first cousins. Most of them don't show up, but the ones who do are muy fun.
10. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? Socks. And I've gotten them more than once. Ugly ones. I'll take pictures of some of the ugly socks. I kept them because I was just so through with how hideous they were. Warm does not mean ugly.
11. Mail or email Christmas cards? Finally I will mail!
12. Favorite Christmas Movie? Hmmm... I don't think I have one but we watched "A Christmas Story" all day at work last year. That's "You'll shoot your eye out" right? That one. I also like "Elf."
13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? When I see things I know people will like. Usually not until December. But I got a good bit done yesterday.
14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? I don't think so but I'm definitely thinking about it this year.
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Mrs. Allen's mac and cheese and broccoli rice casserole, my mom's sweet potato pie and dressing.
16. Clear lights or colored on the tree? Pro says "Colored lights are so 1980." Well, as 1969's hubby's favorite rapper (Lil Wayne) says, "82 I was born ready." I like colored lights because they remind me of my childhood. But I'm very aware of the tackiness of them. I just really don't care.
17. Favorite Christmas song? Don't make me choose! "O Holy Night", Mariah Carey's entire cd, "The Holly & the Ivy." "O Come All Ye Faithful" "Silver Bells" I could go on for days. I looooooooove Christmas music!!
18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Travel, travel, travel!!!
19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer? Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, Rudolph. (Didn't I tell you I know Christmas songs? Y'all don't listen.) Why do nann nunna those names make a lick of sense? (You like how I pulled out the southern?)
20. Angel on the tree top or a star? A black angel! Looooove angels.
21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? Both. Or as soon as the box comes from my godmother. Lol.
22. Most annoying thing about this time of year? Ugly Christmas sweaters!!
23. What I love most about Christmas? Giving gifts I know people will love and seeing friends and fam!
Hilarious line sister-ism of the day, "What's that song they sing at funerals? I'm a wretch or somethin?" "Amazing Grace?" "Yeah." LMAO!! Grad school robs the brain.
12.04.2007
All Together Now: Boooooooo Rashan!!
He's challenged me. It's a whole now that we conquered NaBloPoMo, let's see who can post the longest, for the most consecutive days. SON OF A BISCUIT!! I really don't feel like posting today but I CAN'T LOSE!! Sigh. It is soooo tiring being a cusp baby Leo/Virgo (August 23rd). The pride and perfectionism kills me EVERY TIME!! I'm not into astrology at all. I just find it interesting sometimes. But as far as reading my horoscope and believing it and getting all into it and sun signs and moon signs and Jupiter rising and on and on? No indeed. Mostly because it could apply to just about anyone.
While we're at it and I'm feeling the I-DON'T-WANNA-POST!!!!-vibe (if you pictured that like a temper tantrum complete with kicking feet, shaking head, eyes screwed shut and hollering probably somewhat unattractively, go with that), let's go a little deeper into that cusp thing since I never really have, thanks to astrology.com. Blame them for this post. "Shy, somewhat nervous and undemonstrative" I am not. I know that probably comes as a shock to most of you, but yes, it's true. You know how I seem on my blog? I'm exactly like that. Whenever people who know me read what I write, they always talk about how I write exactly like I talk. Dreamy, when you met me, did you think that, too? Not especially flirtatious??? Oh naw. That most certainly is not me. I'm the queen of the flirts.
Oooh. I like this one. "A curious mixture of introverted and extroverted tendencies, modesty and flamboyance, and a capacity to see both the largest and the smallest picture in every situation." Ooh la la! The 1st part: I'm definitely mostly extroverted. I love crowds and parties. But I also love books and being left alone at times. I've really come to like shopping alone (take as much or as little time as you want) and sometimes even eating alone. The shopping thing is really more about control. I can't stand waiting on people. Modesty (I am the blog prude) and flamboyance (hellooooooo! this whole blog). Largest (def. a big picture girl. I want to see it all. I don't necessarily need to know every single detail.) and smallest (and yet... sometimes I do) picture.
Logical. I didn't get how logic was sooo hard for some people. Easy A+ in college. I'm the same way w/advice. Outside of pop culture (Prince, Star Wars, essentially any musician other than MJ/LL/New Edition etc. (you know people who kept being famous into my consciousness) famous before 1985), I've just always known stuff that seems oddly commonsensical and outside of my age range. This sounds vain. Whatever. I'm sure that's a trait, too. Gregarious and social, fun-loving and live life with enthusiasm, natural leadership. All true.
Popular and inspiring. Lol. I've definitely held my own when knowing diverse groups of people. I was just thinking this morning how I had more than one friend who HATED walking through the union with me because it could easily take an hour. And don't let me sit down. I would just hold court and let thepeasants people come to me. (HOW HILARIOUS WAS THAT SENTENCE!?!?! I loooooooove strike throughs and I finally asked Liz how to do it and went ahead and looked it up and TAUGHT MYSELF VIA THE INTERNET!! WOOOOO!! Thanks for the inspiration Liz! Speaking of the wondrous internet, one of my coworkers (he's in his early 50s) says, "That internet is amazing. If they had it when I was a kid, I would be a brain surgeon on a spaceship. Every time he says it I crack up.) If the whole sitting thing happens, I could take 2 or more hours. Depends on the time of day and how many people are coming through. 11/11:30-1? Forget it. Was it on this blog (I have too many) that I was talking about how for some reason people were always sharing chicken with me? I think it was. One example. So odd. One time me and this guy were tearing up his frat brother's chicken. It was so odd and yet hilarious and so very collegiate. That to me is part of what college is all about. Breaking bread with strangers, then forever having this very bizarre bond.
Enough of this cusp crap. I really don't care and I'm sleepy (per usual). Let's talk about my trip to Target today. My Christmas cards are fabulous!!!!! So me!! It's by this Russian chick but her name was odd and her designs have some black people in them, so I bought them. I thought she was black. Interesting. Target. Let's also talk about how you cannot sell coats for $90. It's just ridiculous. Stop it. That is all.
While we're at it and I'm feeling the I-DON'T-WANNA-POST!!!!-vibe (if you pictured that like a temper tantrum complete with kicking feet, shaking head, eyes screwed shut and hollering probably somewhat unattractively, go with that), let's go a little deeper into that cusp thing since I never really have, thanks to astrology.com. Blame them for this post. "Shy, somewhat nervous and undemonstrative" I am not. I know that probably comes as a shock to most of you, but yes, it's true. You know how I seem on my blog? I'm exactly like that. Whenever people who know me read what I write, they always talk about how I write exactly like I talk. Dreamy, when you met me, did you think that, too? Not especially flirtatious??? Oh naw. That most certainly is not me. I'm the queen of the flirts.
Oooh. I like this one. "A curious mixture of introverted and extroverted tendencies, modesty and flamboyance, and a capacity to see both the largest and the smallest picture in every situation." Ooh la la! The 1st part: I'm definitely mostly extroverted. I love crowds and parties. But I also love books and being left alone at times. I've really come to like shopping alone (take as much or as little time as you want) and sometimes even eating alone. The shopping thing is really more about control. I can't stand waiting on people. Modesty (I am the blog prude) and flamboyance (hellooooooo! this whole blog). Largest (def. a big picture girl. I want to see it all. I don't necessarily need to know every single detail.) and smallest (and yet... sometimes I do) picture.
Logical. I didn't get how logic was sooo hard for some people. Easy A+ in college. I'm the same way w/advice. Outside of pop culture (Prince, Star Wars, essentially any musician other than MJ/LL/New Edition etc. (you know people who kept being famous into my consciousness) famous before 1985), I've just always known stuff that seems oddly commonsensical and outside of my age range. This sounds vain. Whatever. I'm sure that's a trait, too. Gregarious and social, fun-loving and live life with enthusiasm, natural leadership. All true.
Popular and inspiring. Lol. I've definitely held my own when knowing diverse groups of people. I was just thinking this morning how I had more than one friend who HATED walking through the union with me because it could easily take an hour. And don't let me sit down. I would just hold court and let the
Enough of this cusp crap. I really don't care and I'm sleepy (per usual). Let's talk about my trip to Target today. My Christmas cards are fabulous!!!!! So me!! It's by this Russian chick but her name was odd and her designs have some black people in them, so I bought them. I thought she was black. Interesting. Target. Let's also talk about how you cannot sell coats for $90. It's just ridiculous. Stop it. That is all.
12.03.2007
Fab.o I Got You!
That's what I think Jee.zy yells at the beginning of a song. "Scott.y's Callin Me." I love youtube.
The only reason I know this song is because my 'bama soror Kia gave me 6 mixtapes full of stuff I would've never heard before. Isn't it only right that I share the love? I think so, too. I can't imagine what she has out now since all the stuff she gave me is from almost a year ago. I do expect to get even more cds when I go back in the late winter/spring!
Speaking of winter/spring. The topic of this post. Oh my dear Stacey. As I type this, she is getting her air conditioner checked. That's right. AIIIIIR CONDITIONER. She lives in south Florida. It's 82 degrees right now there. On December 3rd. And she made some comment I didn't take too kindly to since its 32... that's right a full 50 degrees colder with sustained winds of 18 miles an hour, gusts to 31. Know that that means? It feels like 20. So I said to Stace, "I pray to GOD that it's 10 degrees when you get here." And I really do. I just think it would help her appreciate what she has more! Don't you love how she feels qualified to give winter fashion tips even though she's spent nearly all of her concious life in south Florida? I think she should get the opportunity to really test it out. Did you see the part about unsexy cracked heels? If you can see my heels through the two pairs of socks and heavy boots, you deserve to see what's under there. Plus she looooooves her winter wear so much, she should get to put it to use. I'm only here to help.
BTW she FINALLY bought her ticket so Stace is coming Christmas day to the burgh! Look out world!!! We takin ova! One city at a time!!
We did Tallahassee, Miami, West Palm Beach, Hollywood, Ft. Lauderdale, all in Florida. Hampton and Norfolk, Virginia. This is only the beginning!!!! "We the best!" (Is there a moratorium on proper English? Just curious. At the very least its an epidemic.)
I was also looking at Nine West. What? I deserve Christmas gifts for myself, too, don't I? That's what I thought. Anyway. You can give a $500 gift card. Do you know what I would do with a $500 Nine West gift card? After drying my happy tears, I would skip the entire 5 miles to the mall, swirling and twirling.
The only reason I know this song is because my 'bama soror Kia gave me 6 mixtapes full of stuff I would've never heard before. Isn't it only right that I share the love? I think so, too. I can't imagine what she has out now since all the stuff she gave me is from almost a year ago. I do expect to get even more cds when I go back in the late winter/spring!
Speaking of winter/spring. The topic of this post. Oh my dear Stacey. As I type this, she is getting her air conditioner checked. That's right. AIIIIIR CONDITIONER. She lives in south Florida. It's 82 degrees right now there. On December 3rd. And she made some comment I didn't take too kindly to since its 32... that's right a full 50 degrees colder with sustained winds of 18 miles an hour, gusts to 31. Know that that means? It feels like 20. So I said to Stace, "I pray to GOD that it's 10 degrees when you get here." And I really do. I just think it would help her appreciate what she has more! Don't you love how she feels qualified to give winter fashion tips even though she's spent nearly all of her concious life in south Florida? I think she should get the opportunity to really test it out. Did you see the part about unsexy cracked heels? If you can see my heels through the two pairs of socks and heavy boots, you deserve to see what's under there. Plus she looooooves her winter wear so much, she should get to put it to use. I'm only here to help.
BTW she FINALLY bought her ticket so Stace is coming Christmas day to the burgh! Look out world!!! We takin ova! One city at a time!!
We did Tallahassee, Miami, West Palm Beach, Hollywood, Ft. Lauderdale, all in Florida. Hampton and Norfolk, Virginia. This is only the beginning!!!! "We the best!" (Is there a moratorium on proper English? Just curious. At the very least its an epidemic.)
I was also looking at Nine West. What? I deserve Christmas gifts for myself, too, don't I? That's what I thought. Anyway. You can give a $500 gift card. Do you know what I would do with a $500 Nine West gift card? After drying my happy tears, I would skip the entire 5 miles to the mall, swirling and twirling.
Baby... Baby... Baby...
"BABY FISH MOUTH!! BABY FISH MOUTH!!"
Hahahahahha!! Once again from one of my two favorite movies. Only 1969 got the last reference to it. Do you know what she won? The use of my body as a surrogate if she wants to have another child. WHAT A PRIZE LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!! Let's give her a round of applause! Hahahaha. I crack myself up!! Yes, I'm watching "When Harry Met Sally" again. Don't judge me. I usually watch this or "Brown Sugar" while I'm doing my hair. Not doing my hair but I'm off early today and needed a pick me up. My body is rebelling against me. Jerk.
I also went to Chick-fil-a this morning. Mmmmmmmm. And I heard Steve Harvey which I never get to hear because I'm always at work when his show is on. Sooo fun and fabulous!! He cracks me up!! He was wilin out on this morning's Strawberry Letter about a woman who's sister PERJURED herself. She got up in court, voluntarily and said her sister may have prompted her husband to beat her. WILIN!! But now, a year later, the sister wants her to be in the wedding. So Steve was coming up with all these ways to get back at her by being in the wedding. Some examples. Instead of wearing a bridesmaids dress, wear black. When the preacher asks if anyone objects, don't say anything, just clear your throat very loudly. Have someone tape a plastic knife to your back so everyone sees it as you're walking down the aisle. And... cut out the booty on your bridesmaid's dress a la Prince!! Bring a new meaning to showing your butt!
This will slay my readers-- I didn't know he'd done that until I heard about it on Missy's album. I KNOW!! But that's less to do with my age and more to do w/the fact that my parents don't listen to Prince and didn't really expose me to their music, making me completely incurious (how about I didn't even know that was a word until I made one up (uncurious) and it gave a suggestion on spell check. Odd.) about anything out before 1989. I've only recovered in the last 7 years or so, and still not very well. My sister, however, used to pull out the records and lose her mind. Sleepy again so I'll holla. How lame to consider going to bed at 9 a.m. But how fab would it be to get more than 12 hours of sleep? VERY!!
Hahahahahha!! Once again from one of my two favorite movies. Only 1969 got the last reference to it. Do you know what she won? The use of my body as a surrogate if she wants to have another child. WHAT A PRIZE LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!! Let's give her a round of applause! Hahahaha. I crack myself up!! Yes, I'm watching "When Harry Met Sally" again. Don't judge me. I usually watch this or "Brown Sugar" while I'm doing my hair. Not doing my hair but I'm off early today and needed a pick me up. My body is rebelling against me. Jerk.
I also went to Chick-fil-a this morning. Mmmmmmmm. And I heard Steve Harvey which I never get to hear because I'm always at work when his show is on. Sooo fun and fabulous!! He cracks me up!! He was wilin out on this morning's Strawberry Letter about a woman who's sister PERJURED herself. She got up in court, voluntarily and said her sister may have prompted her husband to beat her. WILIN!! But now, a year later, the sister wants her to be in the wedding. So Steve was coming up with all these ways to get back at her by being in the wedding. Some examples. Instead of wearing a bridesmaids dress, wear black. When the preacher asks if anyone objects, don't say anything, just clear your throat very loudly. Have someone tape a plastic knife to your back so everyone sees it as you're walking down the aisle. And... cut out the booty on your bridesmaid's dress a la Prince!! Bring a new meaning to showing your butt!
This will slay my readers-- I didn't know he'd done that until I heard about it on Missy's album. I KNOW!! But that's less to do with my age and more to do w/the fact that my parents don't listen to Prince and didn't really expose me to their music, making me completely incurious (how about I didn't even know that was a word until I made one up (uncurious) and it gave a suggestion on spell check. Odd.) about anything out before 1989. I've only recovered in the last 7 years or so, and still not very well. My sister, however, used to pull out the records and lose her mind. Sleepy again so I'll holla. How lame to consider going to bed at 9 a.m. But how fab would it be to get more than 12 hours of sleep? VERY!!
12.02.2007
I WANT OUT!!
Of everything. I don't want any obligations for the rest of the year. I can't wait until I get to the point where I can take an entire month off. Any month. I really don't care which it is. Baby steps. I want to get to the point where I can take 2 CONSECUTIVE weeks off without using all my vacation for the year. *grumbling* You know those commercials that ask "Wanna get away?" I'm likely to start goin off at the screen if it came on right now. All "What do you think?!!? YEAH I WANNA GET AWAY!! GIMME A TICKET!!" Son of a... whatever man.
I needed to be in church this morning. However, I have to be at work in less than 12 hours. Church starts in 45 minutes. It's terrible. Especially since he's only particularly time concious when the Steelers have a 1:00 game. Today it's at 8:15. He'll take his time. Jameil doesn't have that kind of time today. I need to be going to sleep by the time I get out of church, not looking at a 20+ minute drive in the rain. Praise God its rain and not any other form of precipitation. This morning (aka last night before work) I got to scrape a layer of ice from around my car in the freezing rain. Yuck indubitably. Bad mood. Grumble grumble.
Up note (my optimism is kill.ing.me!!): "just hurry up and give me the money so i can go home cuz i'm busy" andre, america's most smartest model... (Extremely pointless show as you can see by the title but like my father, I will watch nearly anything at least once. The stupid shows I just choose to wait until lots of episodes are compiled and I can just watch them all in a row. Yes, I know that makes no sense.) The quote!! Hilarious!! "Cause I'm busy!!" He knows he wants to add BIATCHES to the end of that. Man oh man. Good times, good times.
Yes I still want to get away. Hmph.
I needed to be in church this morning. However, I have to be at work in less than 12 hours. Church starts in 45 minutes. It's terrible. Especially since he's only particularly time concious when the Steelers have a 1:00 game. Today it's at 8:15. He'll take his time. Jameil doesn't have that kind of time today. I need to be going to sleep by the time I get out of church, not looking at a 20+ minute drive in the rain. Praise God its rain and not any other form of precipitation. This morning (aka last night before work) I got to scrape a layer of ice from around my car in the freezing rain. Yuck indubitably. Bad mood. Grumble grumble.
Up note (my optimism is kill.ing.me!!): "just hurry up and give me the money so i can go home cuz i'm busy" andre, america's most smartest model... (Extremely pointless show as you can see by the title but like my father, I will watch nearly anything at least once. The stupid shows I just choose to wait until lots of episodes are compiled and I can just watch them all in a row. Yes, I know that makes no sense.) The quote!! Hilarious!! "Cause I'm busy!!" He knows he wants to add BIATCHES to the end of that. Man oh man. Good times, good times.
Yes I still want to get away. Hmph.
12.01.2007
You Sniveling Little...
I'm watching "Return to Fat Camp." MTV's fake docs are so fun. Maybe this is a series, IDK (my BFF Jill). I loooooooove fitness shows. I like them more when I can get some tips. "The Biggest Loser" and "Celebrity Fit Club" are so fab. This is more about crying teenagers. Sooo annoying. Grow up!! I don't like criers. I've never been one and I don't understand tears. Okay, you're crying in church. Fine, you're crying when someone dies. But you're crying because that commercial was just.so.BEAUTIFUL!!! I must draw the line. I had a friend in college it would be like, AGAIN!?!?! STOP THE MADNESS!! Do we cry for everything? Makes me so weary. I won't say I never cry. It usually comes from being really pissed off or frustrated. I'm definitely more weepy than I used to be, but still not what you could consider a crier.
I couldn't stop blogging. Aren't you glad? I kind of want to see how long I can go. I finished another book last night. I think it was called "Delirious Summer". Something like that. I felt like I always do when I finish a book, defeated. This is why I always checked out at least 7 books at a time when I went to the library. As soon as I finish one, I have to get to the next. You know what I love? When I'm late on a series and don't have to wait until the next one comes out because the next THREE are already out. That's hot. I'm very wary of things everyone else likes. So the books. It made me realize why I like blogs. Because when you finish a good book, you always wonder what happens next. With blogs, its like a never ending story. I've been all up in La's business for the last 2 years. She's trippin right now but whatever.
It's also disgustingly cold here. High today 36. Before you say it's the north. The average high this time of year is around 45. Jameil wants average or higher!! MAYBE a few degrees cooler. But 9? No. Let's talk about how it was 21 and the wind chill was 13 this am. Not cute. What's even less cute? The fact that the HIGH is 30 on Tuesday. And it will sleet and snow overnight. BOOOOOOOO!!
I went to the gym today. I understand now why people join all women's gyms. I never did before because I've always been boy crazy. I like being around testosterone... when it's controlled. Creepy guy makes me not want to go. I go anyway, but I always give myself a pep talk before I get in there so if he's there I can be my usual assertive self and let him know it's not going down like that!! It's Jameil snitches!! He wasn't there today but eh.
I want my new Instyle. I haven't finished the last one yet because I like to read them in stages. That way it doesn't feel like I have years until I get the next issue. You should see me when I see the mags in the mailbox. I get sooo gassed. Squealing, etc. Super girly. And adorable. You know how I do. I'm sooo bored. My right hand kind of hurts. You'd think I would stop typing. You'd be wrong. Well, actually, I guess you'd be right because I'm kind of sleepy and like I said, bored. Adios muchachas. (What does that mean? Bye what?)
I couldn't stop blogging. Aren't you glad? I kind of want to see how long I can go. I finished another book last night. I think it was called "Delirious Summer". Something like that. I felt like I always do when I finish a book, defeated. This is why I always checked out at least 7 books at a time when I went to the library. As soon as I finish one, I have to get to the next. You know what I love? When I'm late on a series and don't have to wait until the next one comes out because the next THREE are already out. That's hot. I'm very wary of things everyone else likes. So the books. It made me realize why I like blogs. Because when you finish a good book, you always wonder what happens next. With blogs, its like a never ending story. I've been all up in La's business for the last 2 years. She's trippin right now but whatever.
It's also disgustingly cold here. High today 36. Before you say it's the north. The average high this time of year is around 45. Jameil wants average or higher!! MAYBE a few degrees cooler. But 9? No. Let's talk about how it was 21 and the wind chill was 13 this am. Not cute. What's even less cute? The fact that the HIGH is 30 on Tuesday. And it will sleet and snow overnight. BOOOOOOOO!!
I went to the gym today. I understand now why people join all women's gyms. I never did before because I've always been boy crazy. I like being around testosterone... when it's controlled. Creepy guy makes me not want to go. I go anyway, but I always give myself a pep talk before I get in there so if he's there I can be my usual assertive self and let him know it's not going down like that!! It's Jameil snitches!! He wasn't there today but eh.
I want my new Instyle. I haven't finished the last one yet because I like to read them in stages. That way it doesn't feel like I have years until I get the next issue. You should see me when I see the mags in the mailbox. I get sooo gassed. Squealing, etc. Super girly. And adorable. You know how I do. I'm sooo bored. My right hand kind of hurts. You'd think I would stop typing. You'd be wrong. Well, actually, I guess you'd be right because I'm kind of sleepy and like I said, bored. Adios muchachas. (What does that mean? Bye what?)
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