Better Days...

Was having a different day, yesterday. Not in the mood to deal w/ anyone elses b.s. and certainly not in the mood to deal w/ my own. Was getting ready to come up in this piece and write a blog that just said:

Fukk effort.
I give up.
The end.

Yet... I didn't do it. Cause I knew I'd feel differently in a couple of days. I hit up JH via text and... in lieu of the tears, he replaced them w/ smiles & laughter. All via words. I heart him. =o) It was just one of those "eff the positive attitude" days. (We can't always be happy). And I didn't want to hear the standard... "Just let it go & give it to God," response either. Thank goodness, he knows this. He's one of the one's who doesn't give you the ol' "conditioned" response, on the regular. The conditioned response works at times, but it's certainly not what you want to hear ALL the time. =o)


So... Nina & I had plans to hit up a business presentation to re-up on old info & jot down any new. I showed up a bit late. In addition to my bad day... my hair was having a bad day of it's own. Grrrr... Cute, but the flat iron wasn't getting as hot as I needed it to. *sigh* Whatev. Threw on a cute summer dress, some heels and bounced. Met up with Nina & lol @ us really not paying the utmost attention to the man speaking. After about 20 minutes, I turned to her & said... "Why are we here?" *smh* She quickly said, "I know. Let's go get something to eat." So... we bounced.

Ran into JH on the way out & cut the shimmy w/ him for a hot minute. He definitely was in the mode to make sure I was still smiling and keeping me out of my funk. Indeed I was. =o) Told him Nina & I were on our way to get something to eat. He noted that he was there w/ "bighead" (RS - his BFF) so... he'd have to wait for him, but inquired where we were going. Nina & I bounced & went to this steakhouse called Ted's. Didn't like the menu, so we left. Went to Applebee's & decided we were too cute to be up in Applebee's so... once again, we bounced. Decided to drop my car back off at my house & take one car and go to our regular spot for after business presentations... The Olive Garden. Although upon entrance, Nina again said... "We're probably too cute for this joint, too." We were starving so... that was the spot, regardless of being too cute. Got seated... RS called & said he & JH were going to meet us up there. Hey... the more the merrier. =o) That convo was all kinds of pg-13, rated-R & x-rated that night. Clearly... we hadn't had one of these nights in a minute. We had a ball, though. I had two strawberry fresco's. I don't know what's in it besides vodka & diced up strawberries... but it was indeed a good look.

The waitress was flirting all up in, around & behind the scenes of RS's grill. After the 3rd time she walked away... I told him, "Ol' girl is feelin' you, quite tough." He replied w/ the cockiness of... "How can she not?" *smh* w/ a bunch of chuckles included. Um... okay. Later on, she was jacking up on something & RS was jokingly like, that's coming out of your tip. She responds with something like... "I was just getting destracted by looking into your big brown eyes." JH was like... okay, Georgia (waitress' name)... you're really tryin' to do something over here, aren't cha?" I couldn't even hold in the chuckles anymore. Hell, none of us could. We all busted up laughing, as we already knew she wanted to get at RS. But after a night of jokes, good conversation, libation (for Nina & I) and business stuff, too... it was just like old times. We hadn't done one of those nights in months. And I was grateful to all of them for trying to ensure that I was having a better day.


Nina & I proceeded to my new favorite bar to have Pomegrante Martini's (that joint was EMPTY). So after drinks and business talk (we're getting *ish together for our flip & other business ventures; both of us are determined to be on our grind & living how we'd like to - sooner than later)... we bounced to bar #2 and to meet up w/ Fred (my ex's frat bruh/BFF). This negro (Fred) comes in lookin' like the winner that he is and we had a drink w/ him (that joint was dead, too) and called it a night. We text'd RS (jokingly) and told him we were coming over to swim & spend the night... to which he said, okay. lmao! Thus... ends the story & the night. Trust me... I was in much better spirits by the time my head hit the pillow. And I'm in a 150% better mood, today. What a difference a day makes. =o)

Be easy...
~BK