So... I watched Hillary's speech last night (now a few nights ago). Twice even. 1st, because I was intrigued to know what she was going to say. And 2nd, because I couldn't sleep and had been glued to CNN the majority of the night and since I enjoyed it sooo much, I thought I'd listen to it again. She had some real highlights in that speech. And one of my favorite's was her reference to Harriet Tubman. "...and if you hear the dogs, keep going. If you see the torches in the woods, keep going. If they're shouting after you, keep going. Don't ever stop, keep going. If you want a taste of freedom, keep going. And even in the darkest moments, keep going. That is what American's have done... we have found the faith to keep going." "...and before we can keep going, we've got to GET GOING by electing Barack Obama." The crowd is cheering and screaming, when suddenly the camera pans onto some black lady who is beside herself w/ emotion. She's a Hillary supporter to the max. Chick was talking all kinds of crazy, though. My Dad & I were looking at the tv & each other like... what just happened here? I'm thinking... CHICK, did you even friggin' LISTEN to ANY of what Hillary J.U.S.T. said?! Hillary said, "... I want you to THINK about why you're in this. Are you in this campaign just for me? Or are you in this for the man in the military fighting for his country? Are you in this for the mother w/ cancer with two young children? etc. etc. etc... " Back to the beside herself chick, tho... Chick was breaking down w/ the tears and carrying on w/ this barage of how she won't vote for McCain, but Barack needs to show her why she should vote for him. And he's got two months to show her and what not. *blank stare* My Dad just looked at me and said... "This is a clear indication of someone that is STUCK!!! Hillary just said... "keep going" and this chick is stuck in her thought process and does NOT know how to keep going.
Now... I'm not about to get all political to the umpteenth power. I decided long ago not to blog about two things. Religion & Politics. I can understand being hurt that your candidate didn't win or mad about the scrutiny that your candidate had to go through. Why? Because I, myself, was extra pissy during the running for the election about more than a few things. And I was far from happy about the way Obama was being treated, at times. And I was split down the middle on whether I was going to vote for Hill or Obam, initially. But, I became a delegate at the county level for Obama waaaaaay back at our caucus & went head strong after that... but I digress. Nevertheless... when the character attacks got going and Hillary started showing her ass... I was salty. At one point, I even said to my boy... if she gets the nomination, even I'LL vote for McCain. (Dayum lie... as that was my anger talking. Clearly, when I got a level head & my boy checked me, cooler thoughts prevailed. Basically... COMMON SENSE!) My take is... if you've complained about the state of our country over the last 8 years and vote for 4 more of the same... complaining is a moot point. So if you DON'T vote and end up w/ 4 more of the same, then you don't have a reason to complain about WHOMEVER wins this canidacy. But this chick they panned the camera to & had this short side show with... just had me shaking my head. Said Hillary gave a presidential speech, too. *smh* Uh... sorry chick. Her speech was fabulous, I'll admit. But presidential candidate speech it was not. TRUST... if the woman had won the nomination, her speech would be 10x's as fab as the fab one she gave last night. Realize that, if you don't know otherwise. And please realize, if nothing else... it's YOU (lady) who has two months to get on board. Cause like it or not... the bus to the white house is pulling up in November with or without you. You can miss the bus if you want to, but my suggestion is to get on the bus! We are fired up & ready to go!
But I digress...
All I'm going to say is... Team Obama!
Anyhoo... I wrote that a couple of days ago. Four days worth of speeches. I've enjoyed so many of them. But none more than the man that has my vote, Barack. That man is inspiring. And he is most definitely the CHANGE I BELIEVE IN!!
Be Blessed!
~BK
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Cougar Part II
Picking up where I left off...
So... let's see. His cousin (my friend) called me to ask what I thought of him. I was slightly caught off guard and really didn't know how to answer that question. I told her he's a definite cutie pie & told her a few of the things he said... and pretty much left it at that. I wasn't exactly sure whether I was completely taking him seriously or not at that point. So... long story short... after I posted that post & watched The Hills, my girl called me over to her crib for a lil' bit, as they were flying back to DC that next day. I had to pick up some business stuff from them, as I'm joining into another home-based business w/ them. Her hubby let me know that Mr. 22 (new name from this point on will be Mr. JBHH, ie. Mr. JailBaitHipHop). No, he's not a criminal... I just like that name from How Stella Got Her Groove Back. So... whatever.
I throw on some oversized sweats (my favorite thing to relax in) & go. I arrive and he's already there. I shoot the shimmy w/ my girl's hubby about the business and am slightly listening to his convo w/ my girl in the midst of my own conversation. Yeah... I'm good at multi-listening when I need to be. I hear him inquiring to my girl as to what he should do in regards to me. Meaning go for the gusto or not. I could have sworn my girl said to him, "I think you should keep it moving." lol! Now I wasn't sure if it's because she knows the kind of guys I usually date or because she didn't want him to get his feelings hurt. Or maybe if it was just too close to home. But... he replied w/ some words (I couldn't catch his response though. And truthfully, that keep it moving comment might not have even been in regards to me. I was just assuming). But I later hear him saying something & she says, "do what you do." Long story short... they're getting ready for bed, so he walks me out. We talk for about 30 minutes. He's comin' at me from every direction. Tells me he's had a crush on me since he met me & he wants to know what I think about him... the situation... us... etc. I'm like... wasn't the advice you were given in the house to keep it moving? He said... But is that what YOU want me to do? *silence* I can't even say, yes. Cause even I wasn't sure if I wanted him to keep it moving. I just replied... "Look, I can't say that that's what I want... but I really don't know how to answer that question, as this situation is just really awkward." He said he understood. He knows it's awkward. But that he doesn't want to miss out on going after his longtime crush & always wonder what might have/would have/could have been... when he could just take a chance & let the cards fall where they may. No lie... I was giddy inside for some reason. But at that point... I was just still unsure of how to handle this situation. We parted w/ a hug & text'd a bit after that. At this point... I'm just still a bit in limbo as to what just happened. If I thought he was gonna ease up & get over it... it was NOT about to happen. lol!
I'll admit... I'm attracted to him. Yes, I am. And I'm definitely attracted to a man that knows what he wants & isn't afraid to go after it. But, 22? Not sure if I can go there. But... for those of you on the protected, check the spot to see a pic of him. =o)
However... --->insert 22 yr old moment <--- here. We're talking... discussing some casual convo *ish on Friday night. I ask him can he cook. He says, "Most definitely. I love to cook." Hmmm... so I say, so you can cook me something sometime then? He says, "Of course. What would you like me to cook?" I ask if he cooks salmon? He lets me know he's allergic to fish *sigh* So... long story short... he says, "I'll put it like this... I'll cook for you as long as you buy the groceries." *sigh* (This is starting to resemble the $2 bill story from a few years ago where the dude said if he pays for dinner the chick should pay the tip. Remember that bull*ish?) So... I say, "Why? Because you're 22?" He says, "Nah. I'm on some 50/50 tip. If you were cooking me dinner, I'd buy the groceries." I said, "If I was cooking you dinner, I wouldn't LET you buy the groceries. That's included in me cooking dinner!" *smh* Maybe I'm just spoiled or something. Cause never in my life had I had a dude tell me he'd cook me dinner if I bought the groceries. So... you know I'm thinking to myself... "girl, is this really a road you want to go down?" I mean... when Square Bear & Alpha are ones to fly a chick out of state to see them AND wine & dine me while I'm there... Maybe I'm just spoiled? No? Or then again... perhaps it's due to the fact that they are far from 22. Grrr...
I'll keep you posted on what happens. I talked to my girl (his cousin) via email today & she was pretty much playing up his attributes. She said she doesn't remember telling him to keep it moving. She said she told him to do him. So... apparently, she's not opposed to it. Wow.
Anyhoo... I've got a bunch of randoms to write but... I'm lacking the energy. Maybe Tuesday. =o)
So... let's see. His cousin (my friend) called me to ask what I thought of him. I was slightly caught off guard and really didn't know how to answer that question. I told her he's a definite cutie pie & told her a few of the things he said... and pretty much left it at that. I wasn't exactly sure whether I was completely taking him seriously or not at that point. So... long story short... after I posted that post & watched The Hills, my girl called me over to her crib for a lil' bit, as they were flying back to DC that next day. I had to pick up some business stuff from them, as I'm joining into another home-based business w/ them. Her hubby let me know that Mr. 22 (new name from this point on will be Mr. JBHH, ie. Mr. JailBaitHipHop). No, he's not a criminal... I just like that name from How Stella Got Her Groove Back. So... whatever.
I throw on some oversized sweats (my favorite thing to relax in) & go. I arrive and he's already there. I shoot the shimmy w/ my girl's hubby about the business and am slightly listening to his convo w/ my girl in the midst of my own conversation. Yeah... I'm good at multi-listening when I need to be. I hear him inquiring to my girl as to what he should do in regards to me. Meaning go for the gusto or not. I could have sworn my girl said to him, "I think you should keep it moving." lol! Now I wasn't sure if it's because she knows the kind of guys I usually date or because she didn't want him to get his feelings hurt. Or maybe if it was just too close to home. But... he replied w/ some words (I couldn't catch his response though. And truthfully, that keep it moving comment might not have even been in regards to me. I was just assuming). But I later hear him saying something & she says, "do what you do." Long story short... they're getting ready for bed, so he walks me out. We talk for about 30 minutes. He's comin' at me from every direction. Tells me he's had a crush on me since he met me & he wants to know what I think about him... the situation... us... etc. I'm like... wasn't the advice you were given in the house to keep it moving? He said... But is that what YOU want me to do? *silence* I can't even say, yes. Cause even I wasn't sure if I wanted him to keep it moving. I just replied... "Look, I can't say that that's what I want... but I really don't know how to answer that question, as this situation is just really awkward." He said he understood. He knows it's awkward. But that he doesn't want to miss out on going after his longtime crush & always wonder what might have/would have/could have been... when he could just take a chance & let the cards fall where they may. No lie... I was giddy inside for some reason. But at that point... I was just still unsure of how to handle this situation. We parted w/ a hug & text'd a bit after that. At this point... I'm just still a bit in limbo as to what just happened. If I thought he was gonna ease up & get over it... it was NOT about to happen. lol!
I'll admit... I'm attracted to him. Yes, I am. And I'm definitely attracted to a man that knows what he wants & isn't afraid to go after it. But, 22? Not sure if I can go there. But... for those of you on the protected, check the spot to see a pic of him. =o)
However... --->insert 22 yr old moment <--- here. We're talking... discussing some casual convo *ish on Friday night. I ask him can he cook. He says, "Most definitely. I love to cook." Hmmm... so I say, so you can cook me something sometime then? He says, "Of course. What would you like me to cook?" I ask if he cooks salmon? He lets me know he's allergic to fish *sigh* So... long story short... he says, "I'll put it like this... I'll cook for you as long as you buy the groceries." *sigh* (This is starting to resemble the $2 bill story from a few years ago where the dude said if he pays for dinner the chick should pay the tip. Remember that bull*ish?) So... I say, "Why? Because you're 22?" He says, "Nah. I'm on some 50/50 tip. If you were cooking me dinner, I'd buy the groceries." I said, "If I was cooking you dinner, I wouldn't LET you buy the groceries. That's included in me cooking dinner!" *smh* Maybe I'm just spoiled or something. Cause never in my life had I had a dude tell me he'd cook me dinner if I bought the groceries. So... you know I'm thinking to myself... "girl, is this really a road you want to go down?" I mean... when Square Bear & Alpha are ones to fly a chick out of state to see them AND wine & dine me while I'm there... Maybe I'm just spoiled? No? Or then again... perhaps it's due to the fact that they are far from 22. Grrr...
I'll keep you posted on what happens. I talked to my girl (his cousin) via email today & she was pretty much playing up his attributes. She said she doesn't remember telling him to keep it moving. She said she told him to do him. So... apparently, she's not opposed to it. Wow.
Anyhoo... I've got a bunch of randoms to write but... I'm lacking the energy. Maybe Tuesday. =o)
Monday, August 18, 2008
Did you call me a cougar? LMAO!
So... this has been one crazy lil' weekend. I'm going to try & finish this before The Hills comes on, cause I do not play on watching The Hills. That *ish is my crack.
Thursday night... I ended up in the ER til' 3 am. I have a rash on my foot and it seems that I was having an allergic reaction to the fungi in the rash. It's called an id reaction. So... I was breaking out in these lil' bumps all over. But when they officially hit my face... it was a wrap on being cool about it. I'm was in that ER w/ the quickness. Good thing... cause it's gradually gone downhill since then. My face has been swelling... my eyes have been swelling... and my anxiety has kicked into OVERdrive! Yeah... I've basically been lookin' like a boogawolf on & off. *smh* I'm on meds, and definitely keeping my benadryl w/in arms length. Almost wound up back in the ER last night, as I felt like my breathing was off. Thank goodness I have awesome parents. They are awesome in calming me down. I didn't get to bed til' late, tho... so I took a day to try to mellow out & relax. I have to go see my regular doc & then a dermatologist in the next couple of weeks to make sure things are back in order. The sooner the better cause... I'm still breaking out in these lil' bumps (on my hands & arms) at times and that *ish is not the business. People wonder why I'm such a hypocondriac w/ the allergic reactions... but that *ish is no joke w/ me. I KEEP some benadryl around at all times. I've had (4) too many reactions.
Moving on... obviously I skipped going out on Friday to the happy hour. I was gonna try & tough it out, swollen eyes and all but... I just couldn't get the energy. One of my best girlfriends, Cathy, came into town on Thursday from DC, w/ her hubby. This is one of my longest friends and I heart her. She's a psychologist and was about to rip me a new a-hole for not calling her back - a month ago. But... although she knows it's not healthy for me to get to myself when I'm not happy, she understands. However... she still let me have it. I really must do better, though... cause as time goes by I am really starting to not take for granted the friendships that are lasting. Not that I ever have... but I really do realize the value of a true friend. And she definitely is one of the best people you could have in your life. I'm definitely going to do better than I have been at keeping in touch.
Anyhoo... Saturday, I went over her mom's house to catch up w/ them & some of her family. I had a fabulous time. Her lil' cousin was over there and dude is sooo hawt! *smh* I thought he was such a cutie when we were in her wedding a while back. I was callin' him my lil' boyfriend and *ish. Cause he was clearly underage. Well... fast forward to now... I see him, I give him a hug. And wowzers... dude was comin' at cha girl hard. Threw me ALL OFF! He's like... "I'm not that same boy you're used to seeing. I'm a grown man now." Me... "That you are." He says... "I'm feelin' you. I'm tryin' to get at you." Me... *choking on my spit* "Word?!" (At this point, I'm speechless) I say... "How old are you now?" He says... I'm 22. (Jesus be a shield around me, as that's (4) years past 18!!) He smiles... I smile back. (I feel like I've got a 7th grade crush). I say... "so what? you just like older women or something?" He replies, "I've always liked older women." I nod my head to say... Interesting. He moves to stand directly across from me because he wants to look me in my eye while he talks to me. I couldn't even look at him in his face. Good gawd! I tell him he'll have to move back to the side of me. Anyhoo... long story short, he asked for my #. I look at him w/ the side eye & he says... "you know, for business purposes." Me... knowing he'll use it otherwise, STILL gave it to him. 30 minutes later, I get a text from him saying... "you still look good!" At 1st, I was like who da hell, as I never put his # in my phone, just gave him mine. But then I figured it out & was just like... wow, dude is really tryin' to do it up. I replied back w/ something just as flirtatious. He was saying *ish off & on all night. Now... rarely am I at a loss for words, but damn it... I'll admit this negro had me a bit open. W/ his foine azz. He was serious about success... swollen face & all. *smdh*
Long story short... when I left, my girlfriends mom asked him to walk me to my car (it was raining) and so naturally he was like, "oh fa' sho. You already know I'll walk her to her car." (Prayer circle join hands) He walks me to my car, gives me a hug & tells me to call him when I get home. I text him to let him know I got home safely... and he maintains his boldness. I hit the pillow and it's a wrap on the texting. But the next day... he's back on it. I swear... this cat has more game than men in their 30's! Sheesh! He says, "What are doing today?" I reply, "Going back over Cathy's later & grabbing me something to eat. And u?" He says, "Chillin' & thinking about you." I say... "Wow... you're really tryin' to be on top of your game, aren't cha?" He says, "Nah. This is just how I feel. I've liked you for a minute now. But I didn't think you'd talk to me if I wasn't legal. (True). So... now that I am..." Me... *blank stare* at the phone. I say..., "wow, you're so straight forward w/ it... you've totally caught me off guard. There's an obvious attraction w/ us. I just never thought you'd act on it." He replies... "And I didn't think you ever would so... I thought I had to act on it. But would you want me to stop." Okay kids... maybe it's because I missed out on getting the dick from Alpha (protected readers know this story) ... or the fact that this negro is sooo dayum sexy. But damn it... 22 & comin' at me like this? I was thrown!
So... I text my girl Dani (aka UrbaneDiva) to playfully ask if I'd be wrong if I got at my girl's 22 year old cousin? I text'd the wrong freak, cause she was like... Go For It! *smdh* I replied... I KNEW I text'd the WRONG person to get an answer to that question!! Rotdflmbao! We had a field day with this this weekend. The girl then called me & called me a cougar and GROWLED! Goodness... this *ish is hilarious. I called my boy E, to get a 2nd (more level) opinion, and he said the same thing... Go for it! *smh* But what really threw me off is when my girl Cathy(his cousin) called me to ask me what I thought about him. *pause* But... The Hills is now on so... this post will have to wait. Or at least the update.
Lata...
~BK
Thursday night... I ended up in the ER til' 3 am. I have a rash on my foot and it seems that I was having an allergic reaction to the fungi in the rash. It's called an id reaction. So... I was breaking out in these lil' bumps all over. But when they officially hit my face... it was a wrap on being cool about it. I'm was in that ER w/ the quickness. Good thing... cause it's gradually gone downhill since then. My face has been swelling... my eyes have been swelling... and my anxiety has kicked into OVERdrive! Yeah... I've basically been lookin' like a boogawolf on & off. *smh* I'm on meds, and definitely keeping my benadryl w/in arms length. Almost wound up back in the ER last night, as I felt like my breathing was off. Thank goodness I have awesome parents. They are awesome in calming me down. I didn't get to bed til' late, tho... so I took a day to try to mellow out & relax. I have to go see my regular doc & then a dermatologist in the next couple of weeks to make sure things are back in order. The sooner the better cause... I'm still breaking out in these lil' bumps (on my hands & arms) at times and that *ish is not the business. People wonder why I'm such a hypocondriac w/ the allergic reactions... but that *ish is no joke w/ me. I KEEP some benadryl around at all times. I've had (4) too many reactions.
Moving on... obviously I skipped going out on Friday to the happy hour. I was gonna try & tough it out, swollen eyes and all but... I just couldn't get the energy. One of my best girlfriends, Cathy, came into town on Thursday from DC, w/ her hubby. This is one of my longest friends and I heart her. She's a psychologist and was about to rip me a new a-hole for not calling her back - a month ago. But... although she knows it's not healthy for me to get to myself when I'm not happy, she understands. However... she still let me have it. I really must do better, though... cause as time goes by I am really starting to not take for granted the friendships that are lasting. Not that I ever have... but I really do realize the value of a true friend. And she definitely is one of the best people you could have in your life. I'm definitely going to do better than I have been at keeping in touch.
Anyhoo... Saturday, I went over her mom's house to catch up w/ them & some of her family. I had a fabulous time. Her lil' cousin was over there and dude is sooo hawt! *smh* I thought he was such a cutie when we were in her wedding a while back. I was callin' him my lil' boyfriend and *ish. Cause he was clearly underage. Well... fast forward to now... I see him, I give him a hug. And wowzers... dude was comin' at cha girl hard. Threw me ALL OFF! He's like... "I'm not that same boy you're used to seeing. I'm a grown man now." Me... "That you are." He says... "I'm feelin' you. I'm tryin' to get at you." Me... *choking on my spit* "Word?!" (At this point, I'm speechless) I say... "How old are you now?" He says... I'm 22. (Jesus be a shield around me, as that's (4) years past 18!!) He smiles... I smile back. (I feel like I've got a 7th grade crush). I say... "so what? you just like older women or something?" He replies, "I've always liked older women." I nod my head to say... Interesting. He moves to stand directly across from me because he wants to look me in my eye while he talks to me. I couldn't even look at him in his face. Good gawd! I tell him he'll have to move back to the side of me. Anyhoo... long story short, he asked for my #. I look at him w/ the side eye & he says... "you know, for business purposes." Me... knowing he'll use it otherwise, STILL gave it to him. 30 minutes later, I get a text from him saying... "you still look good!" At 1st, I was like who da hell, as I never put his # in my phone, just gave him mine. But then I figured it out & was just like... wow, dude is really tryin' to do it up. I replied back w/ something just as flirtatious. He was saying *ish off & on all night. Now... rarely am I at a loss for words, but damn it... I'll admit this negro had me a bit open. W/ his foine azz. He was serious about success... swollen face & all. *smdh*
Long story short... when I left, my girlfriends mom asked him to walk me to my car (it was raining) and so naturally he was like, "oh fa' sho. You already know I'll walk her to her car." (Prayer circle join hands) He walks me to my car, gives me a hug & tells me to call him when I get home. I text him to let him know I got home safely... and he maintains his boldness. I hit the pillow and it's a wrap on the texting. But the next day... he's back on it. I swear... this cat has more game than men in their 30's! Sheesh! He says, "What are doing today?" I reply, "Going back over Cathy's later & grabbing me something to eat. And u?" He says, "Chillin' & thinking about you." I say... "Wow... you're really tryin' to be on top of your game, aren't cha?" He says, "Nah. This is just how I feel. I've liked you for a minute now. But I didn't think you'd talk to me if I wasn't legal. (True). So... now that I am..." Me... *blank stare* at the phone. I say..., "wow, you're so straight forward w/ it... you've totally caught me off guard. There's an obvious attraction w/ us. I just never thought you'd act on it." He replies... "And I didn't think you ever would so... I thought I had to act on it. But would you want me to stop." Okay kids... maybe it's because I missed out on getting the dick from Alpha (protected readers know this story) ... or the fact that this negro is sooo dayum sexy. But damn it... 22 & comin' at me like this? I was thrown!
So... I text my girl Dani (aka UrbaneDiva) to playfully ask if I'd be wrong if I got at my girl's 22 year old cousin? I text'd the wrong freak, cause she was like... Go For It! *smdh* I replied... I KNEW I text'd the WRONG person to get an answer to that question!! Rotdflmbao! We had a field day with this this weekend. The girl then called me & called me a cougar and GROWLED! Goodness... this *ish is hilarious. I called my boy E, to get a 2nd (more level) opinion, and he said the same thing... Go for it! *smh* But what really threw me off is when my girl Cathy(his cousin) called me to ask me what I thought about him. *pause* But... The Hills is now on so... this post will have to wait. Or at least the update.
Lata...
~BK
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Girl, STOP bringing your insecurity out with you...
So... I went out last Friday night to the summer happy hour series, again. The summer happy hour series is a happy hour event that moves to a different house each week. It's kind of like a barbecue that includes lots of libation (starts during happy hour, but continues into the wee hours of the morning, depending on strength of the happy hour). Each week there's a new theme. Last weeks theme was Mardi Gras. So... the beads were in full effect.
I meet up w/ my girl, Gut, up there. *shouts out to my sis (Sassy) for keeping me entertained by phone the whole time I was getting ready/driving there* So anyway... I meet up w/ her outside and we walk up together. My other girl, Cam, would be meeting me up there a little later. We walk in & are talking to our normal peeps (our boys) and some of the females we knew. The guy(s) throwing this weeks happy hour are a bit on the younger side of the regular posse (although they are included in the regular posse) so... the crowd was definitely a younger group, but mainly a mix of twenty somethings - forty somethings. Never the less... we're chillin'. My boy made some gumbo so... he urged me to get in the kitchen & get some of it before it was all gone. The stuff was schlammin'! So... this one dude, let's call him Boogie Bot, is talkin' to me. Gut yells out... "Girl, you better hurry up & finish talkin' to him, cause you know the wife is crazy!" We fall out. Because at a previous happy hour - she (the wife) saw us talking to him (and some other females, too) and each & every time, she would walk over to make her presence known. And we were ROLLIN'! Those type of females drive me CrAzY! Chick... slow down, your insecurity is showin'. *smh* Anyhoo... his boys are laughin' & we continue to talk. Wifey wasn't at the happy hour, yet so... we didn't have to start in with the chuckles, just yet.
So... in walks an old friend by the name of... hmmm... what can I call him? Let's call him G-Stance. He gives me a big hug & we shoot the *ish for a minute. He just moved back here from out of state. Just got thru going through a big divorce in the last year. So... he's all over me. Literally. Couldn't shake him 1/2 of the night. So... we're standing there & dude asks will I give him a shot. I kind of laugh & blow him off. Not really taking him that serious. Although he started introducing me as his girlfriend to everyone. *smh* So... this chick comes into the party. Apparently she spots him standing w/ me and makes her way over to the area. I recognize the girl... cause she used to work w/ me at the job I got laid off from last month. I smile (all big) like HEYYYY!!!! She smiled back w/ this sort of 1/2 smile so I was like... hmmm... okay, whatever. Mind you, at the job, she used to be all up & through my area being all nice & talky. Whatev! So... I'm standing there w/ G-Stance and she's tryin' to shoot the shimmy w/ him when all of a sudden I hear her say... "You here w/ her?" (So you know my sensory device for hearing things elevated... cause I'm thinking, ahhh hell, here we go!) He says, "Who?" She replies, "To the right?" He looks to his right (I'm standing on his left). She says, "No. To MY right." (Bingo! That's me.) And he turns & looks my direction & says, "I'm tryin' to be. Why? What's up?" She throws her hands up in the air & says... "No comment then." And starts to walk off. So you know I'm thinking WTF was that *ish a about. I see her look back at him and so I jump in with the... "Um... wth was that madness about?" He repeats the convo (apparently he, like she, was unaware I heard the mess). I was like, I heard the convo. I'm just not sure what her attitude is about. You mess w/ the girl or something? Cause... clearly, homegirl is actin' the nut because I'm STANDING next to you. *smdh* Sigh. He was like... "I'm not sure what her deal is. She's not w/ me... ain't never been with me. Not to mention, she's married." *smh* Come to find out, she attended one of the happy hours back when I was in NC & apparently told him she was married, but still wanted to get at him. And since he's now divorced (and both him & the ex had done dirt to contribute to the demise of their relationship)... he repects all relationships now. So... I was like, THIS is why I hate Colorado. Chicks out here are OFF their rockers w/ that ignorant acting bullsh!t. Don't get mad at me cause the dude you like wants to holla. I don't GET IT! Especially when you're already married.
So... of course Gut jumps up & is like, what's wrong? I'm like, females are wack in this piece, that's all. I tell her the story. We're laughing about it, but she wants to see the girl. She's in rare form that night, so... she was definitely apt to getting her clown on. Cause homegirl was NOT cute. G-Stance & I just continue talking & shootin' the shimmy. About 40 minutes later, homegirl comes back 3-deep & they all sort of gather 'round like... "So, you're actin' stuck up tonight?" to him. *sigh* at the 12th grade behavior. All in an effort to get noticed. At this point, I'm laughing and shaking my head. Cause the kicker is... I DON'T WANT HIM! He's cute, but it's NOT that serious. Please stop. Your jealousy AND insecurity is showing. My people... my people... we MUST do better.
Boogie Bot's wife finally shows up and... here come the over the top antics, once again. But that *ish wasn't just going on w/ her... there were about (5) other females we were laughing at behind this behavior. Now granted, men will be men and there are a few married cats that DO have their down lows show up to these events. But dayum it, if I have to constantly stress out about what my man is doing... chances are, he's NOT the man I need to be with. I just don't get it. If you have to make your presence known... you're further back in the game than you think you are. Your MAN should be the one making your presence known... simply by introduction. I mean... I know cats can be scandalous (both men & women) but... sheesh, WE (myself & Gut) DON'T WANT YOUR MAN!?! We've known most of these cats for YEARS!! And hell... the one's we usually meet for the 1st time, we don't usually want, either. If Boogie Bot hasn't introduced you to us in (4) happy hours thus far... chances are... he's NOT going to. However, that's not our problem. That's yours! Grrrr....
I couldn't wait to get up outta there. Especially since "the funny actin' ex co-worker" suddenly got the balls to speak to me (2 hrs later) & ask... "What's your name?" when I was in the house. I just looked at her & said, "Um... you ALREADY know my name." (Here we go with the "selective" amnesia. Please don't try to play me like that). *blank stare* "She says, "Dang after only a month, you done forgot who folks are now?" I said, "Look here... I smiled at you when I first saw you. You gave me the 1/2 smile & so I was like... whatever." She replies, girl... I didn't know that was you. You know when it's dark outside folks can't see. Hmmm... that one would work if it was actually dark when you arrived. It wasn't. Not to mention, we were standing beside the lamp that would spotlight the backyard all night. Nice try though. *I'm thinking... don't start lyin' now, chick!* After that, she was tryin' to be my BFF. Whatev. I just don't get it.
This weeks theme is a Jamaican one w/ a different Martini every hour. Although I'd like to indulge, I can only take so much of the foolish behavior. Chances are I WON'T be in attendance. Maybe next week...
I meet up w/ my girl, Gut, up there. *shouts out to my sis (Sassy) for keeping me entertained by phone the whole time I was getting ready/driving there* So anyway... I meet up w/ her outside and we walk up together. My other girl, Cam, would be meeting me up there a little later. We walk in & are talking to our normal peeps (our boys) and some of the females we knew. The guy(s) throwing this weeks happy hour are a bit on the younger side of the regular posse (although they are included in the regular posse) so... the crowd was definitely a younger group, but mainly a mix of twenty somethings - forty somethings. Never the less... we're chillin'. My boy made some gumbo so... he urged me to get in the kitchen & get some of it before it was all gone. The stuff was schlammin'! So... this one dude, let's call him Boogie Bot, is talkin' to me. Gut yells out... "Girl, you better hurry up & finish talkin' to him, cause you know the wife is crazy!" We fall out. Because at a previous happy hour - she (the wife) saw us talking to him (and some other females, too) and each & every time, she would walk over to make her presence known. And we were ROLLIN'! Those type of females drive me CrAzY! Chick... slow down, your insecurity is showin'. *smh* Anyhoo... his boys are laughin' & we continue to talk. Wifey wasn't at the happy hour, yet so... we didn't have to start in with the chuckles, just yet.
So... in walks an old friend by the name of... hmmm... what can I call him? Let's call him G-Stance. He gives me a big hug & we shoot the *ish for a minute. He just moved back here from out of state. Just got thru going through a big divorce in the last year. So... he's all over me. Literally. Couldn't shake him 1/2 of the night. So... we're standing there & dude asks will I give him a shot. I kind of laugh & blow him off. Not really taking him that serious. Although he started introducing me as his girlfriend to everyone. *smh* So... this chick comes into the party. Apparently she spots him standing w/ me and makes her way over to the area. I recognize the girl... cause she used to work w/ me at the job I got laid off from last month. I smile (all big) like HEYYYY!!!! She smiled back w/ this sort of 1/2 smile so I was like... hmmm... okay, whatever. Mind you, at the job, she used to be all up & through my area being all nice & talky. Whatev! So... I'm standing there w/ G-Stance and she's tryin' to shoot the shimmy w/ him when all of a sudden I hear her say... "You here w/ her?" (So you know my sensory device for hearing things elevated... cause I'm thinking, ahhh hell, here we go!) He says, "Who?" She replies, "To the right?" He looks to his right (I'm standing on his left). She says, "No. To MY right." (Bingo! That's me.) And he turns & looks my direction & says, "I'm tryin' to be. Why? What's up?" She throws her hands up in the air & says... "No comment then." And starts to walk off. So you know I'm thinking WTF was that *ish a about. I see her look back at him and so I jump in with the... "Um... wth was that madness about?" He repeats the convo (apparently he, like she, was unaware I heard the mess). I was like, I heard the convo. I'm just not sure what her attitude is about. You mess w/ the girl or something? Cause... clearly, homegirl is actin' the nut because I'm STANDING next to you. *smdh* Sigh. He was like... "I'm not sure what her deal is. She's not w/ me... ain't never been with me. Not to mention, she's married." *smh* Come to find out, she attended one of the happy hours back when I was in NC & apparently told him she was married, but still wanted to get at him. And since he's now divorced (and both him & the ex had done dirt to contribute to the demise of their relationship)... he repects all relationships now. So... I was like, THIS is why I hate Colorado. Chicks out here are OFF their rockers w/ that ignorant acting bullsh!t. Don't get mad at me cause the dude you like wants to holla. I don't GET IT! Especially when you're already married.
So... of course Gut jumps up & is like, what's wrong? I'm like, females are wack in this piece, that's all. I tell her the story. We're laughing about it, but she wants to see the girl. She's in rare form that night, so... she was definitely apt to getting her clown on. Cause homegirl was NOT cute. G-Stance & I just continue talking & shootin' the shimmy. About 40 minutes later, homegirl comes back 3-deep & they all sort of gather 'round like... "So, you're actin' stuck up tonight?" to him. *sigh* at the 12th grade behavior. All in an effort to get noticed. At this point, I'm laughing and shaking my head. Cause the kicker is... I DON'T WANT HIM! He's cute, but it's NOT that serious. Please stop. Your jealousy AND insecurity is showing. My people... my people... we MUST do better.
Boogie Bot's wife finally shows up and... here come the over the top antics, once again. But that *ish wasn't just going on w/ her... there were about (5) other females we were laughing at behind this behavior. Now granted, men will be men and there are a few married cats that DO have their down lows show up to these events. But dayum it, if I have to constantly stress out about what my man is doing... chances are, he's NOT the man I need to be with. I just don't get it. If you have to make your presence known... you're further back in the game than you think you are. Your MAN should be the one making your presence known... simply by introduction. I mean... I know cats can be scandalous (both men & women) but... sheesh, WE (myself & Gut) DON'T WANT YOUR MAN!?! We've known most of these cats for YEARS!! And hell... the one's we usually meet for the 1st time, we don't usually want, either. If Boogie Bot hasn't introduced you to us in (4) happy hours thus far... chances are... he's NOT going to. However, that's not our problem. That's yours! Grrrr....
I couldn't wait to get up outta there. Especially since "the funny actin' ex co-worker" suddenly got the balls to speak to me (2 hrs later) & ask... "What's your name?" when I was in the house. I just looked at her & said, "Um... you ALREADY know my name." (Here we go with the "selective" amnesia. Please don't try to play me like that). *blank stare* "She says, "Dang after only a month, you done forgot who folks are now?" I said, "Look here... I smiled at you when I first saw you. You gave me the 1/2 smile & so I was like... whatever." She replies, girl... I didn't know that was you. You know when it's dark outside folks can't see. Hmmm... that one would work if it was actually dark when you arrived. It wasn't. Not to mention, we were standing beside the lamp that would spotlight the backyard all night. Nice try though. *I'm thinking... don't start lyin' now, chick!* After that, she was tryin' to be my BFF. Whatev. I just don't get it.
This weeks theme is a Jamaican one w/ a different Martini every hour. Although I'd like to indulge, I can only take so much of the foolish behavior. Chances are I WON'T be in attendance. Maybe next week...
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