My grandfather passed away last Friday in his sleep.
Unfortunately this means I have to go home to Chicago.
Not that I'm looking forward to it, unlike my grandmother, I was not really that close to my grandfather.
I'm going more for support for my mother who has now lost both of parents in less than a year. My mother wasn't really close to her father (my other grandfather who died 4 years ago primarily raised my aunts & uncle) but they were beginning to mend their relationship.
Apparently my grandfather, on top of being a heavy drinker, womanizer & gambler, sort of "forgot" about his children with my grandmother when he remarried & had other children.
I'm not close AT ALL with them, the few encounters we've had were not pretty affairs.
Nonetheless, it's another dark cloud in my family that I'll have to try to get through. I'm never thrilled to come to Chicago as it is anymore. I have VERY strained relationships with my aunts & uncles due to their behavior after my grandmother's death.
They know I don't fuck with them at all.
To make matters worse, my friend's fiancee was killed last week as well & his funeral is also Saturday. I can't imagine what's she going through.
Instead of laying around the house this weekend, I'll be rolling my eyes & checking my watch as someone fall out in the aisle, screaming & hollering before draping their body across the casket.
Let's not forget the grand finale of falling out at the burial. I dunno, it's been a lil cold in Chicago, that one might be delayed. No one wants to hit dirt & grass that feels like concrete. Maybe a fake fainting will satisfy their need for attention.
*sigh*
Pray for me yall...
Friday, February 06, 2009
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
More Random Things About Me...
26. Not too long ago I discovered I blush. As dark as I am, my cheeks turn red. It doesn’t happen that often but it’s hilarious when I do.
27. I have a deep fear of pigeons. Ok any type of bird bigger than a cardinal (except ducks) but especially pigeons. I turn into a hysterical mess if I see one. When in Chicago, we walked past a MASSIVE swarm of pigeons; I burst into tears because I was so scared that they would swarm & peck out my eyeballs.
28. I hate flying but love roller coasters. The faster the better.
29. I don’t like PDA. It was hard to get us to kiss at our wedding reception because we thought it was too much PDA. We were sitting there puzzled as people tapped their glasses until his brother told us what to do. The look on our face was priceless. I think it's captured in a picture.
30. I used to be a phone junkie. I would spend hours on the phone talking with friends about everything until the sun until my mother picked up the extension to kick me off. I thought it was torture if someone did not have a phone (or cable). My need for a phone (and cable) tapered off by college. I think it was due to a long battle with my mother & AT&T over a fabricated long distance call *sigh* Now I have to be in the mood to talk on the phone.
31. I have streaks of shyness. When introduced to new people, I’m a little shy (hard as that is to believe). I play the background & it's hard to strike up a conversation with someone. It might come off as arrogance…but nope just shy until I feel you out.
32. I hate to cook but LOVE to clean. I clean every night before I go to sleep & at work I can’t begin the day without cleaning something. It’s almost an obsession because I can’t rest if something is out of place or messy. My hands itch when there is something that I want to straighten/clean & I try to resist, which in turn drives me crazy until whatever has caught my eye is cleaned.
33. Subconsciously I touch my breasts a lot. I think I’m checking to make sure they’re still there. When you go through life without them for so long, it's a pleasant surprise to reach down & realize I have breasts big enough to cup.
34. I have selective hearing. Someone could sit right next to me & have a conversation and I would not hear a word. I think some people think I’m ignoring them but I can't really hear people unless my name is called & I am looking in their direction. This is especially true when I am in deep concentation mode or reading.
35. I bit my nails until I was 17. I would bite them until my fingers bled. My mother warned me I would not be able to have my nails done for prom if I continued to bite my nails so I began a campaign to stop. It was actually quite easy to stop once I set my mind to it & found a different substitute to sooth my habit (sunflower seeds). Now I'm upset when I break a nail & have to file it down. I'm lucky my nails grow quickly.
36. I hate when people touch my feet. I tolerate it for pedicures or the occasional foot massage.
37. I’ve fallen down stairs to save a slice of pizza. I was running down the stairs and tripped (I’m a klutz) and fell down the stairs rather than grab the banister because that meant there was a chance my slice of pizza would hit the floor. It is that serious when it comes to my food addiction.
38. I began reading at 3 years old. According to family lore, I told my mother I was going to read her a story. My mother thought I was going to grab my favorite book & “pretend” to read. She was surprised to learn I could actually read the story. I actually finished it, grabbed another book & read that to her too. By 5, I was already into chapter books.
39. I’m a semi picky eater. I will eat most things but not some. Some things have to be cooked a specific way in order for me to eat them. I also only eat certain foods from certain places. For example, I hate cheese on sandwiches BUT I will eat it on a Subway or Quiznos sandwich. I will also eat cubes of cheese but not plain square cheese.
40. I began liking Hello Kitty after watching a Hello Kitty cartoon. I have been obsessed every since. I plan on adding a matching Hello Kitty tattoo sometime this summer.
41. I’m the simplest person to shop for. I’m happy with a gift card to a bookstore.
42. I love J&J Baby Lotion. It started as a high school fad among my friends & I haven’t left it alone. It’s the only consistent lotion that I’ll use. I like to mix scented or cocoa butter cream with it from time to time.
43. I’ve never been fired or suspended from a job. There are plenty of incidents where I probably should have been fired but nothing has ever occurred.
44. I don’t mind going over to people’s homes but I refuse to enter the doorway of someone whom I don’t like house. Outside of my belief that it’s phony, I don’t disrespect anyone in their home no matter how much they deserve it. Stepping outside is completely different *lol* but I won’t raise my voice or get ugly in their house. Since I am robbed of that, I stay away.
45. I almost never wear socks. The only time I might wear socks are with sneakers. I think I own less than 10 pairs of socks.
46. I hate when the wind blows & messes up my hair. I don’t like when my hair is bouncy. I prefer hair that doesn’t move. However I don’t use gel, spritz or mousse.
47. I can not sleep if my hair is not wrapped up. No matter how tired, drunk or late it is, I must wrap my hair. My husband teases me because I can be in a deep sleep but let that hair scarf start sliding, I’ll wake up instantly, readjust & fall back to sleep. The same goes for when I am not going anywhere significant-hair scarf stays on.
48. I fall asleep easily. In fact, I love sleeping. I can take a nap, wake up, and fall right back asleep an hour later. As long as I receive 8 full hours of sleep, I can function for the day. Anything less & I’m grumpy. I can also sleep on any surface. When I’m sleepy, location is of no factor.
49. One of my husband’s & I favorite pastimes is roasting our friends on Face Book. If you ever checked our walls, albums, or tagged pictures you’ll see evidence of this. We’ll tag team someone in a heart beat.
50. I don't like gossip. I don't waste time talking about someone's else business esp. since I don't like people speculating about my business. The same goes for celebrities. I may read gossip blogs & tabloid magazines but I don’t keep an active interest in their lives. I read about it & go about my business.
27. I have a deep fear of pigeons. Ok any type of bird bigger than a cardinal (except ducks) but especially pigeons. I turn into a hysterical mess if I see one. When in Chicago, we walked past a MASSIVE swarm of pigeons; I burst into tears because I was so scared that they would swarm & peck out my eyeballs.
28. I hate flying but love roller coasters. The faster the better.
29. I don’t like PDA. It was hard to get us to kiss at our wedding reception because we thought it was too much PDA. We were sitting there puzzled as people tapped their glasses until his brother told us what to do. The look on our face was priceless. I think it's captured in a picture.
30. I used to be a phone junkie. I would spend hours on the phone talking with friends about everything until the sun until my mother picked up the extension to kick me off. I thought it was torture if someone did not have a phone (or cable). My need for a phone (and cable) tapered off by college. I think it was due to a long battle with my mother & AT&T over a fabricated long distance call *sigh* Now I have to be in the mood to talk on the phone.
31. I have streaks of shyness. When introduced to new people, I’m a little shy (hard as that is to believe). I play the background & it's hard to strike up a conversation with someone. It might come off as arrogance…but nope just shy until I feel you out.
32. I hate to cook but LOVE to clean. I clean every night before I go to sleep & at work I can’t begin the day without cleaning something. It’s almost an obsession because I can’t rest if something is out of place or messy. My hands itch when there is something that I want to straighten/clean & I try to resist, which in turn drives me crazy until whatever has caught my eye is cleaned.
33. Subconsciously I touch my breasts a lot. I think I’m checking to make sure they’re still there. When you go through life without them for so long, it's a pleasant surprise to reach down & realize I have breasts big enough to cup.
34. I have selective hearing. Someone could sit right next to me & have a conversation and I would not hear a word. I think some people think I’m ignoring them but I can't really hear people unless my name is called & I am looking in their direction. This is especially true when I am in deep concentation mode or reading.
35. I bit my nails until I was 17. I would bite them until my fingers bled. My mother warned me I would not be able to have my nails done for prom if I continued to bite my nails so I began a campaign to stop. It was actually quite easy to stop once I set my mind to it & found a different substitute to sooth my habit (sunflower seeds). Now I'm upset when I break a nail & have to file it down. I'm lucky my nails grow quickly.
36. I hate when people touch my feet. I tolerate it for pedicures or the occasional foot massage.
37. I’ve fallen down stairs to save a slice of pizza. I was running down the stairs and tripped (I’m a klutz) and fell down the stairs rather than grab the banister because that meant there was a chance my slice of pizza would hit the floor. It is that serious when it comes to my food addiction.
38. I began reading at 3 years old. According to family lore, I told my mother I was going to read her a story. My mother thought I was going to grab my favorite book & “pretend” to read. She was surprised to learn I could actually read the story. I actually finished it, grabbed another book & read that to her too. By 5, I was already into chapter books.
39. I’m a semi picky eater. I will eat most things but not some. Some things have to be cooked a specific way in order for me to eat them. I also only eat certain foods from certain places. For example, I hate cheese on sandwiches BUT I will eat it on a Subway or Quiznos sandwich. I will also eat cubes of cheese but not plain square cheese.
40. I began liking Hello Kitty after watching a Hello Kitty cartoon. I have been obsessed every since. I plan on adding a matching Hello Kitty tattoo sometime this summer.
41. I’m the simplest person to shop for. I’m happy with a gift card to a bookstore.
42. I love J&J Baby Lotion. It started as a high school fad among my friends & I haven’t left it alone. It’s the only consistent lotion that I’ll use. I like to mix scented or cocoa butter cream with it from time to time.
43. I’ve never been fired or suspended from a job. There are plenty of incidents where I probably should have been fired but nothing has ever occurred.
44. I don’t mind going over to people’s homes but I refuse to enter the doorway of someone whom I don’t like house. Outside of my belief that it’s phony, I don’t disrespect anyone in their home no matter how much they deserve it. Stepping outside is completely different *lol* but I won’t raise my voice or get ugly in their house. Since I am robbed of that, I stay away.
45. I almost never wear socks. The only time I might wear socks are with sneakers. I think I own less than 10 pairs of socks.
46. I hate when the wind blows & messes up my hair. I don’t like when my hair is bouncy. I prefer hair that doesn’t move. However I don’t use gel, spritz or mousse.
47. I can not sleep if my hair is not wrapped up. No matter how tired, drunk or late it is, I must wrap my hair. My husband teases me because I can be in a deep sleep but let that hair scarf start sliding, I’ll wake up instantly, readjust & fall back to sleep. The same goes for when I am not going anywhere significant-hair scarf stays on.
48. I fall asleep easily. In fact, I love sleeping. I can take a nap, wake up, and fall right back asleep an hour later. As long as I receive 8 full hours of sleep, I can function for the day. Anything less & I’m grumpy. I can also sleep on any surface. When I’m sleepy, location is of no factor.
49. One of my husband’s & I favorite pastimes is roasting our friends on Face Book. If you ever checked our walls, albums, or tagged pictures you’ll see evidence of this. We’ll tag team someone in a heart beat.
50. I don't like gossip. I don't waste time talking about someone's else business esp. since I don't like people speculating about my business. The same goes for celebrities. I may read gossip blogs & tabloid magazines but I don’t keep an active interest in their lives. I read about it & go about my business.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
25 Things About Me...
Boredom & Constant Facebook Notes will do it to you...
1. I don’t like to drive. Not a real surprise to most people because I avoid it as much as possible. On top of not being the best driver in the world, the interest just never peaked. Too many years riding public transportation.
2. In addition to my aversion to driving, I follow strict driving routes. It’s a little weird but I MUST have several “test drives” before I’m comfortable driving the route alone. Meaning I must watch someone drive it several times, paying close attention to lane changes, stop signs, etc., and then I drive it alone. Weird, I know.
3. Mommy Dearest is one of my favorite movies-ever. I can watch it all day, every day. It’s so unintentionally funny I get warm inside discussing it. Naturally my favorite scene is the wired hangers scene. I used to act it out for my mother. She was not amused.
4. Sometimes I walk past one mirror and think I’m fat, walk past another and I think I look fine.
5. I like clothes & shoes but I’m not into fashion. I don’t follow the trends, new styles & colors. I wear what makes me comfortable. I believe I have decent fashion sense but I’m far a trendsetter. I don't see what the big deal about clothes is about.
6. With the exception of flip flops, I don’t like colored shoes. While I own a couple of pairs, I almost never wear them. I’ve never been the type to buy shoes just to match a specific outfit. If in the event I have to buy some type of colored shoe, it MUST match 75% of the things in my closet. It’s funny because I own more black/brown/tan shoes than anyone I know & my best friend has every colored shoe under the rainbow BUT black.
7. I wanted braces until I was 13. The price tag for braces (not to mention my teeth were straight) was the reason I did not receive them. I was crushed. I remember I wanted purple braces.
8. Although I don’t like colored shoes, I LOVE colored handbags. The bigger, the more colorful, the better.
9. I’ve only had three “serious” boyfriends. Serious meaning they lasted more than 6 months.
10. Almost overnight, my hips & ass sprung up. I think 2005 was the year of the booty. Pre-2005, I was still tiny. I blame oversaturation of fast food.
11. I love to tan. I might be the only chocolate colored person who tries to get as dark as possible in the summer. I’m used to the strange looks from people when I lay out with my sun tan lotion & a magazine. To evenly distribute the coloring, I flip over every 30 minutes.
12. Food & I have had a passionate love affair for years. We also have a love/hate relationship. I am happiest when there is a plate of food in front of me. When I visit someone’s home, I’m the first person to ask for a snack.
13. I like to drink but I don’t like drinking straight alcohol (anymore). It’s actually pretty nasty & I have to nurse a shot just to get it down without immediately vomiting. I’m a mixed drink person. I can drink a rum & coke all night.
14. I hate tequila. If I drink a mixed drink that has it as an ingredient, it has to have as little tequila as possible. That’s always a dispute at the bar when out with friends- I’m the one actually refusing a shot of Patron.
15. I don’t run on CP time. I MUST be on time or early for everything. This drove my mother (QUEEN of CP time) crazy.
16. I love to read so much I carry books around with me everywhere I go. There are books everywhere in our apartment because I’ll read a book in the bedroom, read another book in the living room, have a book in the kitchen…and all will get read before the week in out. I can easily read 10+ books in a week.
17. The associates at the Cold Stone that’s down the street from my old apartment knew me by name. I was there THAT much.
18. Most of the time I’m content with just one orgasm.
19. If my father had his way my name would have been LaMonica Elizabeth. I've always shuddered in horror & thank the stars my mother refused to name me that mess. However, my mother wasn’t anticipating a girl so my name would have been Orlando Christopher if I were a boy.
20. I was the LAST person that most people would have figured to get married. I was never into playing house, planning a dream wedding or even talked about marriage. Even when engaged, I never really talked about it. Even now I rarely talk about it. I’m still unsure about whether or not I should be insulted.
21. I wanted to join a sorority in college but wasn’t popular enough. Or very well liked. Apparently I slighted one of the ladies my freshman year & she held a grudge.
22. I joke & kid around too much for my own good sometimes. I think a lot of people take me too seriously when I’m joking around. Sometimes my sarcastic nature is my downfall.
23. I suck at answering hypothetical questions because I tend to overanalyze. I can’t fathom it happening so I never answer them seriously. I’d have to actually be in the situation to answer it.
24. I never give relationship advice because I suck at it. I hate relationship questions because I don’t think my relationship with my husband ever fit into any of the norms. I’m starting to believe we’re more unique than I give us credit for.
25. My empathy level depends on the person/situations. 95% of the time no one is getting any sympathy for me. I’m tried and tested tough. If you want a hand holder, don’t look in my direction.
1. I don’t like to drive. Not a real surprise to most people because I avoid it as much as possible. On top of not being the best driver in the world, the interest just never peaked. Too many years riding public transportation.
2. In addition to my aversion to driving, I follow strict driving routes. It’s a little weird but I MUST have several “test drives” before I’m comfortable driving the route alone. Meaning I must watch someone drive it several times, paying close attention to lane changes, stop signs, etc., and then I drive it alone. Weird, I know.
3. Mommy Dearest is one of my favorite movies-ever. I can watch it all day, every day. It’s so unintentionally funny I get warm inside discussing it. Naturally my favorite scene is the wired hangers scene. I used to act it out for my mother. She was not amused.
4. Sometimes I walk past one mirror and think I’m fat, walk past another and I think I look fine.
5. I like clothes & shoes but I’m not into fashion. I don’t follow the trends, new styles & colors. I wear what makes me comfortable. I believe I have decent fashion sense but I’m far a trendsetter. I don't see what the big deal about clothes is about.
6. With the exception of flip flops, I don’t like colored shoes. While I own a couple of pairs, I almost never wear them. I’ve never been the type to buy shoes just to match a specific outfit. If in the event I have to buy some type of colored shoe, it MUST match 75% of the things in my closet. It’s funny because I own more black/brown/tan shoes than anyone I know & my best friend has every colored shoe under the rainbow BUT black.
7. I wanted braces until I was 13. The price tag for braces (not to mention my teeth were straight) was the reason I did not receive them. I was crushed. I remember I wanted purple braces.
8. Although I don’t like colored shoes, I LOVE colored handbags. The bigger, the more colorful, the better.
9. I’ve only had three “serious” boyfriends. Serious meaning they lasted more than 6 months.
10. Almost overnight, my hips & ass sprung up. I think 2005 was the year of the booty. Pre-2005, I was still tiny. I blame oversaturation of fast food.
11. I love to tan. I might be the only chocolate colored person who tries to get as dark as possible in the summer. I’m used to the strange looks from people when I lay out with my sun tan lotion & a magazine. To evenly distribute the coloring, I flip over every 30 minutes.
12. Food & I have had a passionate love affair for years. We also have a love/hate relationship. I am happiest when there is a plate of food in front of me. When I visit someone’s home, I’m the first person to ask for a snack.
13. I like to drink but I don’t like drinking straight alcohol (anymore). It’s actually pretty nasty & I have to nurse a shot just to get it down without immediately vomiting. I’m a mixed drink person. I can drink a rum & coke all night.
14. I hate tequila. If I drink a mixed drink that has it as an ingredient, it has to have as little tequila as possible. That’s always a dispute at the bar when out with friends- I’m the one actually refusing a shot of Patron.
15. I don’t run on CP time. I MUST be on time or early for everything. This drove my mother (QUEEN of CP time) crazy.
16. I love to read so much I carry books around with me everywhere I go. There are books everywhere in our apartment because I’ll read a book in the bedroom, read another book in the living room, have a book in the kitchen…and all will get read before the week in out. I can easily read 10+ books in a week.
17. The associates at the Cold Stone that’s down the street from my old apartment knew me by name. I was there THAT much.
18. Most of the time I’m content with just one orgasm.
19. If my father had his way my name would have been LaMonica Elizabeth. I've always shuddered in horror & thank the stars my mother refused to name me that mess. However, my mother wasn’t anticipating a girl so my name would have been Orlando Christopher if I were a boy.
20. I was the LAST person that most people would have figured to get married. I was never into playing house, planning a dream wedding or even talked about marriage. Even when engaged, I never really talked about it. Even now I rarely talk about it. I’m still unsure about whether or not I should be insulted.
21. I wanted to join a sorority in college but wasn’t popular enough. Or very well liked. Apparently I slighted one of the ladies my freshman year & she held a grudge.
22. I joke & kid around too much for my own good sometimes. I think a lot of people take me too seriously when I’m joking around. Sometimes my sarcastic nature is my downfall.
23. I suck at answering hypothetical questions because I tend to overanalyze. I can’t fathom it happening so I never answer them seriously. I’d have to actually be in the situation to answer it.
24. I never give relationship advice because I suck at it. I hate relationship questions because I don’t think my relationship with my husband ever fit into any of the norms. I’m starting to believe we’re more unique than I give us credit for.
25. My empathy level depends on the person/situations. 95% of the time no one is getting any sympathy for me. I’m tried and tested tough. If you want a hand holder, don’t look in my direction.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Stolen Tag...
I swipped this from my best friend Saule Wright.
Yeah I'm a thief...but I did ask :)
1.What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before?
Got married. At least I'm 99% sure I haven't been dragged down the aisle before
2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I make an attempt to keep one or two…usually failing somewhat mid year…then picking it back up toward the end of the year
3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
To my recollection, no. However it appears that hella people I knew from HS/College has either gotten married and/or given birth. 08 was the year of marriages & child birth (at least on facebook lol)
4. Did anyone close to you die?
My grandmother. Very dark times in my life.
5. What countries did you visit?
None. This year was just crazy.
6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
Besides the obvious, patience.
7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
There are several dates that I think are important but 08/31/2008 was a fantastic day. One of the truly bright spots of my year.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Letting go.
9. What was your biggest failure?
None.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Just my usual…flu, ebola, malaria, African sleeping sickness, etc.
11. What was the best thing you bought?
My mother’s day gift. She truly didn’t expect it & I had to force her to use it.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
My friends. I know who my real friends are.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Ugh my family. Nuf said.
14. Where did most of your money go?
Bills, plane tickets, wedding stuff and various gifts
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
My wedding. I was so excited when it was over! Oh and Obama of course :)
16. What song will always remind you of 2008?
That’s a good question. My interest in music has diminished a lot over the past few years to the point where I’m not too into music. I’ll say anything Lil Wayne hopped on because I could not escape his ass for nothing!
17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
- i. happier or sadder? I was happy at the beginning of 08
- ii. thinner or fatter? Probably the same
- iii. richer or poorer? About the same
18. What do you wish you’d done more of?
Spend time with my family
19. What do you wish you’d done less of?
Worrying
20. Did you fall in love in 2008?
With the same person I’ve been in love with for the past 6 plus years…sure
21. How many one-night stands?
How about a hot NONE?
22. What was your favorite TV program?
The usual- House, Monk, CSI, L&O, Nip/Tuck, LOST and the trashy reality shows that I couldn’t resist from watching…and roasting the hell out of…
23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
Hate is such a strong word lol. There are some people on my now “indifferent “ list
24. What was the best book you read?
Oh wow, I’ve devoured dozens of books in 2008. I usually fall back to my steady stand bys.
25. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Turning away from most of the junk that’s out there is my greatest musical discovery. I have few songs in my ipod that from 08
26. What did you want and get?
I got everything that I wanted material wise…except my damn flats back from my best friend! Shit has been in her possession since May!
27. What did you want and not get?
Space and solitude when I wanted it the most.
28. What were your favorite films of this year?
Of 08- Dark Knight, Iron Man, Tropic Thunder, Wall-E are the ones that I remember quite easily. I did see The Curious Case…and I really enjoyed that movie as well
29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 25…and spent it drinking & partying…as usual
30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Hitting the lottery lol
31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
The same as all the other years- homeless chic. I’m just a casual gal. Gimme some jeans, a t shirt or some type of cute sweats and I’m content. Anything that I don’t have to personally iron is also a plus. Honestly I just wear what I think makes me look cute…and at least ½ way decent even on those days when I just don’t give a f*ck.
32. What kept you sane?
My husband. And sleep. Lots of sleep.
33. What public figure did you fancy the most?
Michelle Obama. She’s from the Chi. :)
34. What political issue stirred you the most?
None, but then again I’m not a political person.
35. Whom did you miss?
My grandmother, a few friends, and my babies-my nieces & nephew
36. Who was the best new person(s) you met?
Wow I’ve met quite a few people…I can’t even single anyone out in particular. It’s funny the people you think you’d never been friends/cool with until you hang out & then it’s like “Where the hell have you been?!”
37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:
“Don’t look to other people when validating your happiness” (an oldie my mother told me, but it’s always still good)
38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
“You’re mad cuz my style you’re admiring”
Yeah I'm a thief...but I did ask :)
1.What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before?
Got married. At least I'm 99% sure I haven't been dragged down the aisle before
2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I make an attempt to keep one or two…usually failing somewhat mid year…then picking it back up toward the end of the year
3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
To my recollection, no. However it appears that hella people I knew from HS/College has either gotten married and/or given birth. 08 was the year of marriages & child birth (at least on facebook lol)
4. Did anyone close to you die?
My grandmother. Very dark times in my life.
5. What countries did you visit?
None. This year was just crazy.
6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
Besides the obvious, patience.
7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
There are several dates that I think are important but 08/31/2008 was a fantastic day. One of the truly bright spots of my year.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Letting go.
9. What was your biggest failure?
None.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Just my usual…flu, ebola, malaria, African sleeping sickness, etc.
11. What was the best thing you bought?
My mother’s day gift. She truly didn’t expect it & I had to force her to use it.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
My friends. I know who my real friends are.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Ugh my family. Nuf said.
14. Where did most of your money go?
Bills, plane tickets, wedding stuff and various gifts
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
My wedding. I was so excited when it was over! Oh and Obama of course :)
16. What song will always remind you of 2008?
That’s a good question. My interest in music has diminished a lot over the past few years to the point where I’m not too into music. I’ll say anything Lil Wayne hopped on because I could not escape his ass for nothing!
17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
- i. happier or sadder? I was happy at the beginning of 08
- ii. thinner or fatter? Probably the same
- iii. richer or poorer? About the same
18. What do you wish you’d done more of?
Spend time with my family
19. What do you wish you’d done less of?
Worrying
20. Did you fall in love in 2008?
With the same person I’ve been in love with for the past 6 plus years…sure
21. How many one-night stands?
How about a hot NONE?
22. What was your favorite TV program?
The usual- House, Monk, CSI, L&O, Nip/Tuck, LOST and the trashy reality shows that I couldn’t resist from watching…and roasting the hell out of…
23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
Hate is such a strong word lol. There are some people on my now “indifferent “ list
24. What was the best book you read?
Oh wow, I’ve devoured dozens of books in 2008. I usually fall back to my steady stand bys.
25. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Turning away from most of the junk that’s out there is my greatest musical discovery. I have few songs in my ipod that from 08
26. What did you want and get?
I got everything that I wanted material wise…except my damn flats back from my best friend! Shit has been in her possession since May!
27. What did you want and not get?
Space and solitude when I wanted it the most.
28. What were your favorite films of this year?
Of 08- Dark Knight, Iron Man, Tropic Thunder, Wall-E are the ones that I remember quite easily. I did see The Curious Case…and I really enjoyed that movie as well
29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 25…and spent it drinking & partying…as usual
30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Hitting the lottery lol
31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
The same as all the other years- homeless chic. I’m just a casual gal. Gimme some jeans, a t shirt or some type of cute sweats and I’m content. Anything that I don’t have to personally iron is also a plus. Honestly I just wear what I think makes me look cute…and at least ½ way decent even on those days when I just don’t give a f*ck.
32. What kept you sane?
My husband. And sleep. Lots of sleep.
33. What public figure did you fancy the most?
Michelle Obama. She’s from the Chi. :)
34. What political issue stirred you the most?
None, but then again I’m not a political person.
35. Whom did you miss?
My grandmother, a few friends, and my babies-my nieces & nephew
36. Who was the best new person(s) you met?
Wow I’ve met quite a few people…I can’t even single anyone out in particular. It’s funny the people you think you’d never been friends/cool with until you hang out & then it’s like “Where the hell have you been?!”
37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:
“Don’t look to other people when validating your happiness” (an oldie my mother told me, but it’s always still good)
38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
“You’re mad cuz my style you’re admiring”
Monday, January 12, 2009
Adventures At The Doctor's Office
Since I'm sitting at home stuck with the flu AGAIN...
Too stubborn to go to the doctor's office AGAIN...
Because of my foolishness the LAST time I went to the doctor's…I’m vowing to never show my face unless it’s a real emergency…and not one of my house/webmd/wikipedia self diagnosis lol
Is it weird that I don't like male doctors? I don't mind my dentist, who is a male, although he's a little too intimate with my mouth. He doesn’t skeeve me out like he used to do, I don’t think he’s going to molest me in the event that I have to go under for some major dental work, but that took a while…oh and healthy teeth to get over my wariness of him.
Forgive me, I have an overactive imagination…and I watch too much Life Time. Damn sinister movie doctors with probing fingers have forever tainted my mind.
So a couple of months ago, it was time for my annual to make sure the no-no area was still in good working condition.
I had picked a new doctor (my downfall) because my old doctor has gotten tired of me. Ok technically she went into private practice, but I think she left because of me and my frantic emails I would send her CONVINCED I had some disease that was eradicated 60 years ago.
Like I said an overactive imagination and too much time on the internet is my own down fall. Not to mention the constant germ wars in the office.
Being completely lazy, not bothering to do my usual background checks, I just randomly selected a name and went about my business, assuming of course my new doctor was a woman.
So I’m sitting on the table, wrapped up in that cheap ass paper towel gown, although I always wonder the real purpose of the gown since all the naughty areas are about to be looked at and felt up anyway, ripping it as I shift around when this…man just walks in.
I tell you, I couldn’t get off that table quick enough.
Naturally he’s looking at me like I’m all types of crazy (which I’m sure that’s how I'm looking) and I’m looking at him like he’s all types of crazy. The nurse who comes in after him is looking at the both of us like we’re both crazy…and she don’t have time for this shit because she wants to go on lunch.
He’s my new doctor. I knew I should’ve just gone with an obvious woman’s first name.
So I am NOT pleased at this point…ok just a little bit because the doctor is kind of cute. Kind of. A little skinny for my taste but not bad.
Yeah…pervert tendencies click on during the most inappropriate times.
Now if the wait time for a new doctor was not agonizingly long (and I didn’t need my prescription of birth control-my year’s supply was up at the time point) I would’ve scooted my ripped up towel robe ass down the hall.
But I decided to suck it up…for this doctor’s appointment and get down and dirty.
I’ve had male doctors before…not that I was pleased about that. But I survived through it.
I mean I am selective on whose face I’m sticking my vagina toward.
So of course, like a Chatty Cathy, he’s just squeezing, dipping, and probing my poor little body. And I’m just wishing he would shut up because it’s kind of awkward to talk about the weather when you’re probing for tumors.
After about 15 agonizing minutes, mainly because I just wasn’t scooting down far enough for his liking. I felt like asking him did he want my coochie lips to touch his real lips, I mean my ass was damn near off the table, he wanted to get all up close and personal.
I’m thinking damn most men have to spring for dinner and a movie to get this close…this guy looks at it all day for free…minus the co-pay of course.
Which led me to think, as a male gyno, do they ever just get tired of pussy? Like they are not even interested in sex anymore because of the amount of pussy they look at while at work-including the gross ones?
All of this over thinking eventually led me to think of an old Family Guy episode, which caused a fit of giggles that I couldn’t stop…and I accidentally kicked the doctor…in the face.
And then in the haste of trying to get off the table, apologizing profusely, the rest of the gown ripped off.
You can just imagine how all of this looked.
So while the doctor went to clean his bleeding nose, the nurse finished up, watching my feet (with good reason). Who just randomly gets the giggles and kicks the doctor in the face?
I got that prescription and ran out the door.
And I haven’t been back ever since.
Don't judge me lol
Too stubborn to go to the doctor's office AGAIN...
Because of my foolishness the LAST time I went to the doctor's…I’m vowing to never show my face unless it’s a real emergency…and not one of my house/webmd/wikipedia self diagnosis lol
Is it weird that I don't like male doctors? I don't mind my dentist, who is a male, although he's a little too intimate with my mouth. He doesn’t skeeve me out like he used to do, I don’t think he’s going to molest me in the event that I have to go under for some major dental work, but that took a while…oh and healthy teeth to get over my wariness of him.
Forgive me, I have an overactive imagination…and I watch too much Life Time. Damn sinister movie doctors with probing fingers have forever tainted my mind.
So a couple of months ago, it was time for my annual to make sure the no-no area was still in good working condition.
I had picked a new doctor (my downfall) because my old doctor has gotten tired of me. Ok technically she went into private practice, but I think she left because of me and my frantic emails I would send her CONVINCED I had some disease that was eradicated 60 years ago.
Like I said an overactive imagination and too much time on the internet is my own down fall. Not to mention the constant germ wars in the office.
Being completely lazy, not bothering to do my usual background checks, I just randomly selected a name and went about my business, assuming of course my new doctor was a woman.
So I’m sitting on the table, wrapped up in that cheap ass paper towel gown, although I always wonder the real purpose of the gown since all the naughty areas are about to be looked at and felt up anyway, ripping it as I shift around when this…man just walks in.
I tell you, I couldn’t get off that table quick enough.
Naturally he’s looking at me like I’m all types of crazy (which I’m sure that’s how I'm looking) and I’m looking at him like he’s all types of crazy. The nurse who comes in after him is looking at the both of us like we’re both crazy…and she don’t have time for this shit because she wants to go on lunch.
He’s my new doctor. I knew I should’ve just gone with an obvious woman’s first name.
So I am NOT pleased at this point…ok just a little bit because the doctor is kind of cute. Kind of. A little skinny for my taste but not bad.
Yeah…pervert tendencies click on during the most inappropriate times.
Now if the wait time for a new doctor was not agonizingly long (and I didn’t need my prescription of birth control-my year’s supply was up at the time point) I would’ve scooted my ripped up towel robe ass down the hall.
But I decided to suck it up…for this doctor’s appointment and get down and dirty.
I’ve had male doctors before…not that I was pleased about that. But I survived through it.
I mean I am selective on whose face I’m sticking my vagina toward.
So of course, like a Chatty Cathy, he’s just squeezing, dipping, and probing my poor little body. And I’m just wishing he would shut up because it’s kind of awkward to talk about the weather when you’re probing for tumors.
After about 15 agonizing minutes, mainly because I just wasn’t scooting down far enough for his liking. I felt like asking him did he want my coochie lips to touch his real lips, I mean my ass was damn near off the table, he wanted to get all up close and personal.
I’m thinking damn most men have to spring for dinner and a movie to get this close…this guy looks at it all day for free…minus the co-pay of course.
Which led me to think, as a male gyno, do they ever just get tired of pussy? Like they are not even interested in sex anymore because of the amount of pussy they look at while at work-including the gross ones?
All of this over thinking eventually led me to think of an old Family Guy episode, which caused a fit of giggles that I couldn’t stop…and I accidentally kicked the doctor…in the face.
And then in the haste of trying to get off the table, apologizing profusely, the rest of the gown ripped off.
You can just imagine how all of this looked.
So while the doctor went to clean his bleeding nose, the nurse finished up, watching my feet (with good reason). Who just randomly gets the giggles and kicks the doctor in the face?
I got that prescription and ran out the door.
And I haven’t been back ever since.
Don't judge me lol
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Lemme Start Over...
As much as I'd like to blame the "Honeymoon Phase".....
Mmmmm riiiight...We are not on that cake shit.
Just blame laziness. Just haven't felt like writing.
I think my muse has been watching way too much t.v.
Nothing has changed in my world...No babies.
Although the ladies at work still check faithfully every week. They are so...perplexed that we are holding off on having children.
...And let the whispers in arabic & spanish that my inside are "rotten" begin....
Went home for Thanksgiving.
Ugh.
I know I really shouldn't be bitter but...after my grandmother died, it' like I REALLY don't like being around my family anymore.
It's like my mother is the most important family member (nieces & nephews aside) and the rest of my mother's side of my family can kiss the dark side of my ass.
I only came home at the request of my mother and she had to beg/use the guilt trip in order to get me to do that.
It's like every part of Chicago reminds me of my grandmother. I had to bite back the question of when were we going to grandma's house.
Now it's when are we going to lay flowers on her grave.
My family has began to crawl under my skin and just annoy the hell out of me. And most have the nerve to ask why I am so openly hostile toward them now...like I'm supposed to forget the aftermath of my grandmother's death.
I know...mad bitterness.
Hubby & I went to Palm Beach for Christmas.
Christmas in Chicago wasn't even an option. Just wasn't an option...and it was cold as shit!
My blood has adapted to VA winters. I haven't felt the slap of a -10 degree wind in over an year. I don't think I own a Chicago-Winter ready coat anymore.
So while most of my family & friends were freezing..we were in the luxary of mid-70s weather. It rained one day while we were there but I'll still take a low 70 over a cold 32 any day.
It was nice to just...relax. No work-related emails, phone calls, or *shudder* meetings. No 10+ hour days because someone decided they just wasn't going to work that day. No complaints as soon as I come in the door...never mind I've been off for 2+ days and have NO idea what he/she is babbling about.
I refuse to bring work home. Any stress from work is gone when I walk out the door.
But of course it just bubbles up and hit me when I come back to work *lol*
I'm glad for our slow period. I got a free 10 day vacation.
Granted I didn't ask for it (I just asked for a week to go to Palm Beach) but I sure didn't complain.
I didn't even party for the New Year.
I worked.
Yes I worked. Only until 11:00p. Then I came home, Hubby warmed up Chinese Food, we drank wine, watched the ball drop & watched a couple of movies.
The Life of a Married Person *lol*
Although being married has nothing to do with my social life, I just wasn't in the mood this year to go out.
Ok more specifically...I did not feel like finding something to wear *lol*
I'm going to get back in the swing of writing more even if it kills me.
It's my therapy :)
Mmmmm riiiight...We are not on that cake shit.
Just blame laziness. Just haven't felt like writing.
I think my muse has been watching way too much t.v.
Nothing has changed in my world...No babies.
Although the ladies at work still check faithfully every week. They are so...perplexed that we are holding off on having children.
...And let the whispers in arabic & spanish that my inside are "rotten" begin....
Went home for Thanksgiving.
Ugh.
I know I really shouldn't be bitter but...after my grandmother died, it' like I REALLY don't like being around my family anymore.
It's like my mother is the most important family member (nieces & nephews aside) and the rest of my mother's side of my family can kiss the dark side of my ass.
I only came home at the request of my mother and she had to beg/use the guilt trip in order to get me to do that.
It's like every part of Chicago reminds me of my grandmother. I had to bite back the question of when were we going to grandma's house.
Now it's when are we going to lay flowers on her grave.
My family has began to crawl under my skin and just annoy the hell out of me. And most have the nerve to ask why I am so openly hostile toward them now...like I'm supposed to forget the aftermath of my grandmother's death.
I know...mad bitterness.
Hubby & I went to Palm Beach for Christmas.
Christmas in Chicago wasn't even an option. Just wasn't an option...and it was cold as shit!
My blood has adapted to VA winters. I haven't felt the slap of a -10 degree wind in over an year. I don't think I own a Chicago-Winter ready coat anymore.
So while most of my family & friends were freezing..we were in the luxary of mid-70s weather. It rained one day while we were there but I'll still take a low 70 over a cold 32 any day.
It was nice to just...relax. No work-related emails, phone calls, or *shudder* meetings. No 10+ hour days because someone decided they just wasn't going to work that day. No complaints as soon as I come in the door...never mind I've been off for 2+ days and have NO idea what he/she is babbling about.
I refuse to bring work home. Any stress from work is gone when I walk out the door.
But of course it just bubbles up and hit me when I come back to work *lol*
I'm glad for our slow period. I got a free 10 day vacation.
Granted I didn't ask for it (I just asked for a week to go to Palm Beach) but I sure didn't complain.
I didn't even party for the New Year.
I worked.
Yes I worked. Only until 11:00p. Then I came home, Hubby warmed up Chinese Food, we drank wine, watched the ball drop & watched a couple of movies.
The Life of a Married Person *lol*
Although being married has nothing to do with my social life, I just wasn't in the mood this year to go out.
Ok more specifically...I did not feel like finding something to wear *lol*
I'm going to get back in the swing of writing more even if it kills me.
It's my therapy :)
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Halloween Partying
Although I almost froze to death Halloween night, I had a good time.
After greasing myself into my costume, we took a few shots & it was out the door.
Ah to pre-game like it's 2003...Took Us Back....
Back to when it wasn't a recession *lol*
We wanted to get nice and loose so we wouldn't have to pay $10+ at the bar for drinks.
Instead of hitting our usual clubs, we decided to stick to Georgetown this year. Funny enough, I work right across the bridge from Georgetown yet I rarely go into Georgetown.
Traffic, of course, was a mess so we parked at my job & walked across the bridge.
The VERY cold walk across the bridge.
I swear by the time we crossed the bridge, my cheeks were frozen. And by cheeks, I mean ass cheeks.
Fishnets does not protect against the cold.
After being molested for the three block walk by all sort of characters, we slipped inside of the spot "Modern" doors.
It was hot, packed, and full of....um some interesting costumes.
Of course there were a few "Joe the Plumber", "Sarah Palin", "Obama" & "McCain" costumes. Two guys even had business suits with "Ex Lehman Brother executive...Will work for beer"
Plenty of Jokers- The "Heath Ledger" & "Jim Carey" version
One guy even had a realistic Harvey Dent/2 face mask. Startled me the first time I saw it.
And of course ladies were out in full skanktastic glory...yours included. Although I did wear flats so my ass wasn't sitting as high as everyone else lol.
We drank, danced, talked a lot of shit about other people's costumes, and fought off advances...from Men AND women.
Hubby got a little uncomfortable because he was dressed as a convict & this girl dressed as an officer was his official stalker the entire night. I think she was watching him from the corner & when he moved, so did she.
He claimed I provoked her into being an overbearing flirt. I blamed the alcohol that was pouring out of her pores.
Some girl tweaked my nipple and had the nerve to wink. Arms remained crossed the entire night.
I felt so violated. And I'm like how the hell could she find my nipple considered I was suctioned down in the corset, a strapless bra & double sided tape?!
Yeah...when you don't have the breasts, you have to improvise. The corset was literally sagging before I put on the bra and even then I still had to hold it up with the tape.
*sigh* Just when I think I've gotten over the fact that I won't be blessed by the "Titty Fairy" any time soon, it's always something that pulls me back.
Not to mention I almost lost my bunny tail about 3 good times.
I had to kill a dance because dude was poking through his costume & I was not amused. I'm like I did not want to touch my tail later on & it comes back soaked. It is just a puff of cotton.
Then it was almost yanked off by some guy trying to get my attention.
Not a smart move.
Wasn't even rocking a real costume. Talking about he was a real "gangsta" so he was rocking the freshest of "hood attire".
I told him he must be a broke gangsta from the late 90s because no one I know rocks Coogi anymore.
Was Coogi from head to toe and just thought he was doing it.
I'm like look around we have dudes dressed as women, grown women in diapers and bibs and dude over there is a life size Tigger...you picked the wrong venue to try to be fresh & flashy.
And failing miserably.
He slunk somewhere in the corner and I didn't see him for the rest of the night.
After wearing ourselves out on the dance floor, we decided to grab a bite to eat & head home.
It took 3 restaurants before we finally found something that wasn't completely packed full of drunken party goers.
I don't even remember hitting the bed. I remembered waking up with the cat in my face and the alarm blaring.
Hubby & I lazed around for the rest of the day, went to the movies to see "Zack & Miri Make A Porno" and went to another costume party.
Yeah I know...the Day AFTER Halloween.
It was pretty damn cool...it was a house party, live band, plenty of booze. We drank a bit and then came home.
All in all a pretty decent weekend.
After greasing myself into my costume, we took a few shots & it was out the door.
Ah to pre-game like it's 2003...Took Us Back....
Back to when it wasn't a recession *lol*
We wanted to get nice and loose so we wouldn't have to pay $10+ at the bar for drinks.
Instead of hitting our usual clubs, we decided to stick to Georgetown this year. Funny enough, I work right across the bridge from Georgetown yet I rarely go into Georgetown.
Traffic, of course, was a mess so we parked at my job & walked across the bridge.
The VERY cold walk across the bridge.
I swear by the time we crossed the bridge, my cheeks were frozen. And by cheeks, I mean ass cheeks.
Fishnets does not protect against the cold.
After being molested for the three block walk by all sort of characters, we slipped inside of the spot "Modern" doors.
It was hot, packed, and full of....um some interesting costumes.
Of course there were a few "Joe the Plumber", "Sarah Palin", "Obama" & "McCain" costumes. Two guys even had business suits with "Ex Lehman Brother executive...Will work for beer"
Plenty of Jokers- The "Heath Ledger" & "Jim Carey" version
One guy even had a realistic Harvey Dent/2 face mask. Startled me the first time I saw it.
And of course ladies were out in full skanktastic glory...yours included. Although I did wear flats so my ass wasn't sitting as high as everyone else lol.
We drank, danced, talked a lot of shit about other people's costumes, and fought off advances...from Men AND women.
Hubby got a little uncomfortable because he was dressed as a convict & this girl dressed as an officer was his official stalker the entire night. I think she was watching him from the corner & when he moved, so did she.
He claimed I provoked her into being an overbearing flirt. I blamed the alcohol that was pouring out of her pores.
Some girl tweaked my nipple and had the nerve to wink. Arms remained crossed the entire night.
I felt so violated. And I'm like how the hell could she find my nipple considered I was suctioned down in the corset, a strapless bra & double sided tape?!
Yeah...when you don't have the breasts, you have to improvise. The corset was literally sagging before I put on the bra and even then I still had to hold it up with the tape.
*sigh* Just when I think I've gotten over the fact that I won't be blessed by the "Titty Fairy" any time soon, it's always something that pulls me back.
Not to mention I almost lost my bunny tail about 3 good times.
I had to kill a dance because dude was poking through his costume & I was not amused. I'm like I did not want to touch my tail later on & it comes back soaked. It is just a puff of cotton.
Then it was almost yanked off by some guy trying to get my attention.
Not a smart move.
Wasn't even rocking a real costume. Talking about he was a real "gangsta" so he was rocking the freshest of "hood attire".
I told him he must be a broke gangsta from the late 90s because no one I know rocks Coogi anymore.
Was Coogi from head to toe and just thought he was doing it.
I'm like look around we have dudes dressed as women, grown women in diapers and bibs and dude over there is a life size Tigger...you picked the wrong venue to try to be fresh & flashy.
And failing miserably.
He slunk somewhere in the corner and I didn't see him for the rest of the night.
After wearing ourselves out on the dance floor, we decided to grab a bite to eat & head home.
It took 3 restaurants before we finally found something that wasn't completely packed full of drunken party goers.
I don't even remember hitting the bed. I remembered waking up with the cat in my face and the alarm blaring.
Hubby & I lazed around for the rest of the day, went to the movies to see "Zack & Miri Make A Porno" and went to another costume party.
Yeah I know...the Day AFTER Halloween.
It was pretty damn cool...it was a house party, live band, plenty of booze. We drank a bit and then came home.
All in all a pretty decent weekend.
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