First of Tha Month

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,/so get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and come on…

LOL am I the only one who instantly thinks of this song when the first rolls around?

I remember in college my roommate and I would sing the chorus every first of the month.

We were not met with cheers in the community bathroom.

Although…why didn’t Bone make a remix for this named “The 15th of the month”? I mean checks came on the first and 15th, I remember those dates were payday for the drug dealers on the block, guaranteed someone was shot on those dates fighting over territory and money.

Not to mention the come-up folks got from people selling their food stamps for cash. Steak, good lunch meat, name brand cereal all around during those days. $50 cash for $100 in food stamps? Are you serious? *fetches wallet*

"Aye...I'm going to need a ride to Moo & Oinks AND Jewels my nigga...no not Aldi's but Jewels...I know! It's the first of the month baby"

*sigh* Times like this I wish I was back in the neighborhood.

Now people have LINK *EBT* and go on the "honor" system since you need a pin number for the card so people hand over the card and folks actually spend the correct amount that they paid for. Shit no tax? Are you serious? You mean I have enough left over to put candy in the candy dish sitting on the coffee table?

And I won't even mention the people who spend the cash allocated toward non-food purchases for new shoes and outfits. *eyeballing several cousins*

No food in the house BUT rocking the fresh Ones and a new Baby Phat leather.

*sigh* Priorities people.

I cannot believe tomorrow is Friday; this week sure has blown by. I am thrilled because I am off Friday thru Sunday.

I start my new position on Monday, can you believe it I am finally in the world of the “9-5” crew? Well 8-430p but you get my drift. I have my weekends back! I bid farewell to sleeping until noon during the week. *tips hat*

You can tell I can't wait to start I'm already clearing the wall for various pictures and getting another cabinet just for the purse. I hate when I see someone's purse on the floor. I pick it up and place it on the desk. Shit that would earn a backhand slap in the back of the head for setting a purse or sweeping a foot in my household.

And did I mention I'm lazy as fuck? Shit those reports are not my responsibility anymore after 5 pm today!

Room rate dispute? Um yeah I'm going to need you to step over right quick and talk to that person, you're interrupting my game of Spades with some fool in Texas.

Which means I can switch my hair appointment back to the weekend, I hated getting my hair done midweek because i was always running late.

And you know I hate being late.

HOWEVER, I am not thrilled because the Super Bowl is Sunday. I hope that JBN will take the screaming and curses at the TV to a sports bar or a friend’s house.

I mean I am rooting for the Bears because I am from Chicago but you already know I am NOT watching it. I tried, I really did try to watch a football game and I dozed off after the 2nd quarter. I just couldn't do it. Maybe half time for the commercials and performances but that’s it probably.

I am 75% complete with Valentine’s Day gifts and although I celebrate the day by default *anniversary* I am not into the whole day. If I don’t get paid holiday I don’t consider it a holiday *lol*

Although you couldn’t tell me Valentine’s Day was not a holiday while in elementary school. How else could I tell my crush how I felt about him through a Chipmunks Valentine’s Day card and some Sweet Tarts?

AND I straight rocked the red, pink, and white that day. I think it was usually some combination of a sweater/turtleneck *my mother stayed with the turtleneck fetish*, a cute denim skirt, tights, and my favorite shoes. You couldn't tell me I wasn't the hottest thing in the 3rd grade that day.

Now…You couldn’t get me in those three colors together if you tried. Consider him lucky if I actually run a brush through my hair.

There is no fronting in this relationship. What you see is what you get *lol*

However, don’t think I’ve slipped up on the sexy panties and bras. I buy too many pairs to walk around with the busted joints on. I have vanquished the “grannies’ from the drawer. I used the accidentally bleached pairs for “Aunt Flo” or when I don’t feel like slipping into a sexy pair after my nightly showers. Make no mistake though those bitches are still cute...just slightly bleached *lol*

Although JBN is the type of person that would give you the once over and say, “Oh baby that’s cute…Now take it off” *lol* I don’t think he really cares what I wear to bed as long as I end up in my birthday suit. I do a little sexy dance with my Future Stripper of America *Frederick's* or You Getting Some Dick Tonight *Victoria's Secret* but after the last time I channeled my inner stripper and ended up knocking over the lamp, I just model for him.

I really need to stop walking around the house naked, the peeping tom from across the way was out this morning smoking a cigarette when I walked into the living room to turn on the TV for the cat *lol yeah he likes to hear voices when he’s in the house*.

He startled the shit out of me, I’m not used to anyone being on his balcony in the mornings. Of course, I ran out of the room for a robe and when I came back in the living room later, he lifted his cigarette up to me. One of these days, I’m going to come in from work and he will be waiting in the closet for me.

I really need to close the blinds at night. And invest in an alarm system.

I’ve lost 3 pounds so far. I am seriously thinking of fasting but I can’t survive on water all day. But I am determined to lose some of this belly by March. I just found out Gold’s Gym offer a great discount for hotel employees so I plan on checking that out Thursday after work.

I’m only scouting the gyms that have cute men, I need some motivation and eye candy while I’m sweating it out on the treadmills. *lol*

It’s time for a trim, my ends are looking a little shaggy. It’s funny because I haven’t straightened it to an inch of it’s life yet but I’ve gotten more compliments on the semi fluffy look it has going on right now than when I straighten it.

BUT my hair is past my shoulders skimming the middle of my bra strap now. It has taken FOREVER for it to grow back. I think I cut it to my chin in 2004 because my hair was severely damaged, it was turning blond on me, and of course I kept hacking it off because my left side grows quicker than the back and right side giving my hair an uneven look, finally got that under control and then it felt as if my hair grew an inch a year.

Now I see real growth. Therefore, I’m happy. Short hair works with some people *like MK* but I think I look better with long hair. Not that I have an odd shaped head or anything *lol* but I look extremely young with my hair short or pulled back.

Justin is in town tomorrow. I’ll be on the news Saturday *lol*