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It's 11:42 pm and I'm just walking in the house.

Yo cold can't even begin to describe the weather in NY tonight ---> IT.IS.FREEZIN'.OUT.THERE!!!

For a minute, I wasn't even gonna bother to post but then it hit me that you guys didn't take the post I did yesterday seriously so I decided a few random thoughts wouldn't hurt...

There's a super sale going on at the Children's place this week...Only five bucks on sweaters for children so yeah...guess what all the kids in my life will be getting for Christmas in the next couple of weeks...

My fingers were numb 3 minutes ago...They are startin' to thaw out now tho...

Sittin' here trippin' over the fact that the high in NY tomorrow is gonna be something like twenty some odd degrees...That being said, don't be surprised if I post that I called out from work cuz me and cold ain't no kids of friend!

I went in eight different stores tonight and only two of em' had any boys dress shoes...What gives?!?!?!

Should have stopped at BK before heading home... Now that I'm out of the cold, I realize how hungry I am but there's noooooo way I'm gonna cook anything @ this hour.

Dude...I SERIOUSLY need to relocate somewhere that knows NO COLD...

Have I mentioned that I won't be in attendance at my office X-mas party after all??? Turns out my son is taking part in a school fashion show that day so of course, I gotta be there for that.

Feel like I missed something that I REEEEEALLY wanted to watch on TV tonight...Wonder what it is?!?!?! Hmmmm...

I always feel super sorry for homeless folks during this time of year...Can't imagine not having a home to go to in ALL THIS COLD.

The one time I made up my mind that I wasn't going to buy my son any video games is the one time I would find out that Gamestop is having a sale ---> Buy two used games and get the third one free. <--- Proof that I don't have NO DAMN LUCK!

Thank god tomorrow is Friday!!!

Macy's (34th Street) ALWAYS does a FABULOUS job with their windows during the holidays. I think it's great that tourists come from near and far just to see it but I'ma need em' to stay the phuck out my way ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S COLD LIKE THIS!!

Can y'all tell I don't like the cold yet?!?!?! lol

Fresh meat and I had lunch together this afternoon...The man is a trip and a half!!! lol

My sixty some odd y/o coworker was walkin' round sad all day today...Says she feels like her kids don't have time for her and that she's all alone in the world. Right now, I stay talkin' bout my kids growin' up and movin' out but after talkin' to her, I can't help but wonder if I too will feel this way one day. Hope not.

On second thought, I won't even worry my pretty head about it. ---> Can't (well...won't) go givin' myself no grey hairs behind some bullshit...

Would you believe I found myself singing along to several different Christmas songs today??? ---> Could I be gettin' in the holiday spirit here???? lol

Think I'ma put up my tree this weekend...Y'all probably shouldn't hold me to that though.

Would be great if some MIRACLE could happen that would free me of ALL my debts ---> I'll pass on death though.

One day I feel like I have everything under the sun to blog about and in the next, I'm here, there and EVERYWHERE...Clearly, today is one of those days!

My stomach is killin' me...I feel exhausted but can't fall asleep...My internet connection is experiencing technical difficulties right now...and still I managed to post SOMETHING! ---> Orangeu proud of me?!?!?! lol

I got word (earlier this afternoon) that we'll be having our annual office Christmas party next Friday, December 18th.

For most people, this would be a time of excitement but in my case, I'ma need y'all to trust me when I say that OURS is not gonna be anything to write home to mom about.

You see, we ALWAYS have the party at the same time / same location, there are ALWAYS the same folks in attendance who make/bring the same dishes (because we are responsible for bringing the food or at least making a monetary contribution of twenty bucks towards it), there's NO music, NO getting all dolled up for the occasion (since it's held in the drab @ss conference room right down the hall from where I sit and ALL of us work) AND, if that's not lame enough, they don't even allow us to head home early afterwards.

Can ya believe that?!?!?!

In fact now that I think about it, the best thing(s) about our holiday party are that it's the one day a year we are allowed to have an over abundance of alcohol on the premises AND we get to consume it all in the company of our bosses. ::whispering:: AND it's also the day we get our much anticipated Christmas gifts from the bossmen!!!

I was speaking to a friend of mine the other night who told me her office Xmas party is gonna be held at the Marriott...

Apparently, she wanted to show off I mean errr "ask me to come shopping with her to find the perfect dress for the catered event that is also gonna have a DJ and be held AFTER business hours".

Hmpff

Surely, a lot of you are gonna have some fanfriggintastic office parties in the next couple of weeks also...

Please tell me how you can expect yours to turn out (in my comment section) so I may live vicariously through you!!! LOL

Thanks a bunch

Ms. B

One hundred and ninety-five hours --- THAT is the maximum amount of time I am allowed to keep in my vacation day bank at work and also the amount of time I have accumulated to date.

Bottom line ---> I have to take some time off (and especially so now that its been brought to my attention that I won't be able to accumulate any more vacation time until I do).

I'm SERIOUSLY contemplating going alone...

NO friends...
NO man...
NO kids...

Just hop on an inexpensive flight to some all inclusive resort where I can JUST relax, soak up some sun, have unlimited/UNwatered down drinks, good food, hit up a spa or a few and do some shopping.

Naturally, all my "friends" that I have shared this idea with think I'm crazy and are takin' turns whoopin' and hollerin' that I am setting myself up to get killed blah...blah...friggin' blaaaaaaah.

I mean...it's not like I would be picking up and leaving without letting anyone know where I was going!!!

So...as normal, I've decided to turn to you (my blog buddies) and pose the following questions:

1. Have any of you ever gone on a vacation alone???
2. If you haven't but would, would you stick close to home?? Why or why not??
3. If you have, where have you gone and what was your "me" time like??
4. Do you think I'm crazy for coming up with such an idea??

I just got back (in alllllll this rain/snow) from returning Dino (our 4 inch red eared slider turtle of one whole week) to Petland Discount!

What can I say?!?!?! ---> He was a lot more than we bargained for (well...compared to the two MUCH tinier turtles we had before him) and quite frankly, required more work than I was willing to put in with a turtle who was supposed to be my son's responsibility.

I couldn't get a refund but the store had a one time replacement policy that allowed me to get something else.

So...after exactly 25 minutes, we settled on these:

Two parakeets we've affectionately named Thunderbolt (based on how quick he flew out of the box they had him in -- into his new home) and ShaiAnn (who was hesitate and hell to do the same). LOL

Aren't they cuuuuuuuuute????

I spent 22 years of my life living in this building right here:


My big sis and I had a loooooooooooong conversation the other night in which she and I reflected on all the good and bad memories that we got from the experience.

It was this conversation that gave me the idea of doing flashback Friday posts (for the next few weeks) in which I will share some of those very same memories with you, you and YOU.

I'll name my first edition of flashback Friday "Oh noooo he didn't" (which is exactly what a lot of you will be saying and or thinking at the end of this post) and with that, I'll move on with the story....

My three siblings and I have different daddies...

My father chose to run away from his responsibility and I later learned that my sisters father was a friend of his.

My 1st baby brother's father was the one who married my mother and adopted us giving us all his last name but as life would have it that ship sailed so...moms went on to hook up with my other baby brothers father who NONE OF US COULD stand.

The man was straight up stricter than strict and while I would have never fixed my mouth to say so (at the time) I couldn't for the life of me figure out why my moms had let this dude come up outta nowhere try'na run shit. **CORRECTION: HE WASN'T "TRY'NA" run shit ---> HE RAN SHIT!!!**

Anyway, this one night he called himself making us some dinner...
We were ALL gonna sit at the table and eat like a family (he said).

I didn't know what that man was cooking but I remember it smelling good *as hell*. It wasn't until he put our plates in front of us that I found out it was LIVER (which up until that point) none of us children had ever eaten before.

Thing was, this man had by this time put a fear in us to the point where we knew better than to say "I don't eat this or I don't like that". If he put it in front of us, all of it was supposed to get eaten and that was supposed to be the end of it.

My sister and I were makin' eyes at each other across the table...
I knew she wasn't going to make it and I was pleading with her with my eyes to try.

Meanwhile, It was killin' me to force down every spoonful of my own but since I knew what it was/how HE was, I did and so did my brother.

Fear or not, my sister wasn't budging...
She ate the rice...
She ate the vegetables...
She was sippin' on her juice but she wasn't pickin' up the liver at all.

By this time, my brother and I were done. We excused ourselves from the table and I gave my sister one more look before heading off to my bedroom.

A good hour goes by and my sister STILL doesn't come in the room. I go in the kitchen pretending I'd like a cup of water (knowing damn well I haaaaaate the stuff) only to see that she has the SAME amount of liver on her plate than she did before.

He (steppy --that's what we referred to him as) told my sister to pick up the fork...
That she wasn't going to leave the table until her plate is clean.
He then moved his chair closer to where she was sitting (an indication we learned meant one of us was pissing him the fuck off so we'd better comply or risk getting slapped) so...she picked up the fork, used it to pick up a tiny piece of the liver and ate it.

I refilled my cup a second time...
For some reason, I REALLY thought my being there (and lookin' like I'm gonna cry any minute) was actually going to help the situation.

I'm standing there stalling to drink the water...Still stalling...STIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLL stalling until she [my sister] throws up all over her plate of liver.

I'm thinking in my mind YEEEESSSS!!! That she wont have to eat it now because she's thrown up all over it AND there's no more for him to give her seconds when my dude comes over to the sink that I'm standing at while stalling to drink my water and rinses that bitch off putting it right back in front of her.

I.SWEAR.I.HAVE.NEVER.FELT.SO.SICK.SO.FAST.IN.MY.LIFE!!!

I'd love to give you guys a happy ending but it never came. I was told to get out of the kitchen before I "get it" and my sister was made to eat EVERY DROP of the liver she threw up on.

See why I said I was gonna name this edition of flashback Friday "Oh nooooo he didn't"?!?!?!

1. I don't put my Christmas tree up until the week before Christmas and I usually take that bad boy down a day (maybe 2 if I'm pushin' it) after December 25th.

2. I can't stand live Christmas trees...They have to be watered, you gotta sweep up pine needles (what seems like every five minutes) and despite what everybody else seems to think, I'm no fan of the way they smell either. Since we're on the subject of Christmas trees, I would love it if I could find one of these (preferably a 6-footer though):

3. My christmas tree lacks what the kids call "cool stuff" like musical lights, candy canes and matching garland/ornaments. **They trippin'...Whatever I can find from the year before AND the year before that is perfectly fine by me.**

4. I don't find anything beautiful or breathtaking about yard/lawn spaces or whole houses with all those outdoor decorations (i.e. an OVER abundance of lights, nativity sets, inflatable santas and etc.) <--- BIG.DAMN.DEAL!!!

5. I think Christmas songs suck and don't even get me started on that damn yule log TV program that comes on and stays on for hours EVERY year!

6. Despite warnings NOT to, I have stolen my son's joy/belief that some jolly/fat white dude is gonna come sliding down the chimney we don't even have with a big ole bag of gifts all because he's been such a good boy all year! Sorry you die hard Santa fans but my kid needs to know that everything he got, me and his daddy used our hard earned dollars to buy.

7. My thoughts on wrapping paper: ---> What's the point when all they're gonna do is tear the shit off anyway???

8. I don't have no problem allowing my children to open their presents WHILE I SLEEP...As a matter of fact, I encourage it. Hey...they can always thank me LATER!

9. I am always complaining that there's nothing on TV and I refuse classic movies like "Miracle on 34th Street" or "A Christmas Story".

10. I don't want any visitors at my house and I don't want to visit anyone else's house either. **If you ain't give a shit about havin' me over the other 364 days of the year then I'd rather we not pretend that Christmas is gonna make all the difference.

11. I don't open the Christmas cards I receive... **Shew...there's enough clutter in my life as it is.** I.DONT.NEED.NO.MORE!!

12. I always wait until the very last minute to Christmas shop and then complain about everything from the crowds I had to deal with to the lack of merchandise I had to choose from.

13. It's the one time a year that I do the most cryin' broke.
Shit it IS the one time a year that I USUALLY am.

...I know what I'm thinkin' but the question is what are you?!?!?!

I kinda sorta made it through National blog posting month...
Sure, there were a few days I didn't think I could do it [hell truth be it told, there were a few days when I didn't LOL] but I certainly did a lot better than I thought I would. Rashan posted on his blog (yesterday) that he's gonna do it again for the month of December and by the looks of things, a few of the other blog homies [myself included] plan to follow suit. So what's good people...You gettin' down with the get down or what?!?!?!

I wish everybody would just STFU [already] about the Ti.ger Wo.ds incident!! So what that man wrecked his SUV (I'm suuuuuure the shit is paid for so why are folks trippin'?!?!?!)...So what the two back windows of said SUV were smashed in even though he ONLY hit a hydrant ::raised eyebrow (If the man says his wife did it to "save him" then who the hell are we to speculate THE OBVIOUS?!?!) ...So what he's dodgin' the po-po daily/refusing to clarify what REALLY went down. I mean...he's alive and he's stickin' to his story that all is well on the home front so...Don't we got better shit to be concerned about?!?!?!

I can't believe there's ONLY 24 more days until Christmas and just 31 more days until the new year...Is it me or did 2009 go by with the quickness???

Coo.gi...::shakin' my head:: [That's the ONLY brand I hate more than I did/do FUBU!!!]

For those of you who were wondering what I did with my son's other turtles, I tossed them suckas into several plastic bags and pitched em' in the nearest trash bin. It was cold of me to do away with them like that...[I know] but it sure beats usin' em' for turtle stew. Did y'all know that some people actually eat turtle?!?!?! GAAAAAG

The kids' Christmas lists are in...My son wants a PSP Go and two new games and my daughter wants the old Super Nintendo Entertainment System with the game Tetris attack. <--- Hooray for short Christmas lists!!! lol

I played the board game Taboo for the 1st time on Thanksgiving. It was fun...so much so that I'm going to buy one for my house this weekend. ---> Fun times maaaaaaan...FUN TIMES!!!

Dino (our new turtle) is going back to Petland Discount on Saturday. ::Whispering:: My son "doesn't like him anymore" after that not so LITTLE peen incident. Hopefully we can exchange him for something less traumatizing.

I finally got my googlewave invite. ---> Can I just say that I don't get what all the hoopla is about?!?!?!

Word on the tweets is Fantasia is coming to reality TV in January ---> yawn

I wonder what the bossmen are gonna get me for Christmas this year --- Hmmmmm

40" flatscreen/1080p --- I'm adding that to my wish list!!

TRY THIS: lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles. While doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your right hand. Now tell me I'm NOT the only one whose foot changed direction!!!

Aiight folks...let me get back on my daily grind... cuz if one more of these futha muckas come over here and tell me there's a problem with the copy machine which I've ALREADY shut off and added a big @ss "Out of Service" sign to I'm gonna scream!!!

So...I asked the folks at the pet shop if they were able to determine our turtles sex before actually paying for it but was told that they were unable to do so (at the time)...

Well last night, my son nearly gave me a heart attack...

The boy was screaming hysterically that "something was coming out of his turtle" and when I ran over to see it, I noticed this huge purple(ish) blob like thing-a-majig protruding from beneath it.

Just to make sure my eyes weren't playin' tricks on me, I called my daughter over but before I had the chance to show it to her, it disappeared ::snaps fingers:: just like that so I hopped on the internet and did a search on the words turtle penis and to my astonishment, that's exactly what it was. **I even found a video on youtube where someone else caught it on cam** [see]:

Needless to say, I was completely grossed out.
My turtle is huuuuuuuuge and so is his member!!!!! Who'd have thunk a turtle can be packin' like that?!?!?!

Oh well...at least we know it's a boy now. Oh...AND we won't be purchasing any female turtles EVER!!!!

Yesterday, my son and I hit the mall to do some shopping...

I explained to him loooooooong before we left the house that I knew which stores I had in mind and the plan was we were going to those stores and those stores only!

While doing this shopping we passed a pet shop and he reminded me that his turtles food was running low the little trickster so I agreed to go into the pet shop to pick up some more which quickly lead to him wanting to look at lovebirds, fish, rabbits, gerbils, hamsters and etc.

After asking the young man who worked at the store a bunch of questions about our current turtles which we foolishly bought from some Chinese woman on a street corner several months ago,we found out they were illegal and could give us salmonella poisoning (the poisoning part, I swear I never knew about).

We were advised to get rid of em' ASAP which (of course) meant my son begged and pleaded/pleaded and begged to get a replacement! *le sigh*

I refused do gerbils or hamsters ---> they remind me too much of mice...
Didn't like the rabbit ---> that sucker was huuuuuuge and white with beady red eyes --> NOOOOPE
I was scared to get any birds ---> my apartment is too cold this time of year and my son is still healing from my killing his previous one.
I tried to convince the boy to get some fish but he thought they were boring.

Well...almost 100 dollars, a 20 gallon tank, filter, rocks and what looks to me like a gargantuan sized turtle with mini Freddy Krueger claws later, we have Dino...

A 4.5 inch legal red eared slider turtle that yours truly has vowed NOT be handling at all!!!

The exceptions I make for my boy(I tell ya)...

It's day 27 of National Blog Posting Month and I've got a whole buncha NOTHIN' to blog about...

It kinda sucks that I came alllllllllll this way only to start screwing up during the last couple of days but try as I may, I simply cannot blog from home AND BESIDES, SHOULDN'T IT BE DECEMBER ALREADY?!?!?!

On the real though folks...there's so much noise in my house. Not to mention so many heads which means sooooooo many MORE distractions.

And by the time there is any peace and quiet around here, I'm usually beat ---> READY TO CRAWL UP IN A CORNER AND SNORE so...I'm not thinking about this here blog at all!

For instance...right now, all is calm on the home front but...I've spent the entire day doing a bunch'a stuff I should have done FOREVER ago so now that I can think and I've downed my final plate of leftovers for the day (well night) all I wanna do is lay down and crash or at the very least, channel surf until I can't keep my eyes open another second.

I say all that to say IT'S PRETTY CLEAR THAT I AM LOSING THE RACE HERE SO: ---> Hurry the hell up December...damn!!!!

It's Tuesday and all I can think about is eating on Thursday! ---> Sad I know but it's true!

I copped some great copies of several bootleg movies this evening! Do I feel guilty about it??? ---> Absolutely NOT!

I'm off from work until next week Monday!! ---> YEEEEESSSSS!!!

So much for my mind being in one place today...LOL

I dropped $236.00 on groceries this evening... ---> It'll be a miracle if they last a whole 2 weeks!

My cab driver must have REALLY needed someone to talk to...Why else would I know he's been laid off since August, he has a 19 year old daughter who is out of control, He's been working outside of the supermarket I shopped at for over 10 years, he has a job to do @ his nephews icecream shop from 11 pm - 3 am, He owns 4 vehicles (besides the one we drove in), he slapped his daughter and she pulled a knife on him (yadda...yadda...yadda).

This vehicle belongs to a dude who lives up the block from me...
I wonder if this is the work of a woman scorned. Maybe he owed somebody some money... ---> Things that make ya go hmmmmmm...

Tropicana OJ (no pulp)---> I loooooooooove it!!!

C'mon Thanksgiving...C'mon...

Forgot to get those steakumms from the Supermarket!!! ---> DAMN!

6 more days for National Blog Posting Month...--->I can't believe I made it this far and, that I ONLY managed to miss a couple of days!!!

Okay folks...I've a big day ahead of me tomorrow...I think I'll watch a little TV (maybe one'a these here bootlegs) and then it's off to bed I go!

Yesterday was the man's 39th b-day! <--- A perfect excuse for my failure to post then! LOL

I have a twitch in my right eyelid. It's been there for about 2 weeks now and is driving me B-A-N-A-N-A-S! I don't know if I'm drinking too much caffeine, If I'm spending too much time on the computer, If I need more sleep or it's just a combination of the three but I wish it would go the hell away!

I'm only working Monday and Tuesday (this week). Totally stoked about that!!!

There's a dude who has a nut stand a few blocks from my job...For some reason he gets a kick outta yelling "hot nuts for hot chicks". <--- NOT CUTE!

A friend of mines will be taking the test to become a US citizen next week. I am ashamed to admit that I don't know the answers to more than HALF of the questions on the test.

Watermelon Twist flavored trident...<--- My latest addiction!

I can't wait until Thursday (JUST.SO.I.CAN.STUFF.MY.FACE)!

I've never shopped on black Friday before and don't plan to start now either!

Why the hell do they call it black Friday *anyway*???

Automated systems annoy the hell out of me...

For some reason, the song "American Boy" is STUCK in my head...

If you call but don't leave a message, it's the same as not calling at all *in my opinion*...

I am NOT cut out to blog more than 2 (maybe 3) days a week

I spend between 10 and 12 bucks a day/five days a week on lunch and breakfast combined. <--- That's gotta stop!

Just because I.DON'T.DO.MUSHY doesn't mean I don't care

I need a new space heater for the office...This one is NOT cooperating.

Now that I've seen the movie, I want to re-read the book "Push"

In case you might have missed it, Opinionated Diva has a voice post on her blog today. **It's great to put voices to blogger names but I would have never put those voices to some of your faces** LOL

Then again, you're probably thinking the saaaaaaaame thing about my voice!

Christmas is right around the corner. "Tis the season to be jolly" <--- Or so, it is said...

Taylor Swift..."album of the year" <---Yeah aiiight!

Hopefully, my mind will be in one place tomorrow but for right now, this is all I got!

It's been a minute since I've updated you all on my grandson. He's gonna be two years old in 2 more months (funny how time flies huh???) and he is a little character (just like his mama).

He has a favorite saying ---> "No Way" LOL. Here's a vid my baby girl put together of him and his favorite two words!

ENJOY!

It's Friday and I'm feelin' real BLAH about blogging today so...I've jacked this idea from Jazzy and if you feel like jackin' it from me, feel free!

I do A LOT of ordering (at work) on a day to day basis so...the folks I do it for thought it would be a wise idea to create a googledocs spreadsheet in an effort to simplify the process.

The steps are pretty simple (I think)...

All the requester has to do is list the order date, the vendor they'd like me to order the item from, the item number, a brief description of the item (just in case its not recognizable in the system and I have to enter it manually), the quantity of the item and the price.

I in turn use the info they provided on the spreadsheet to place the order, have to indicate the date I did so taking care to and leave a note for the requester in the event that I had trouble placing their order, I might need additional information OR a quote from the vendor [etcetera. etcetera].

I made it perfectly clear to all who use the spreadsheet that it is THEIR responsibility to monitor it and get any additional info I might need to me in a timely fashion.

Sound simple enough?!?!?!
APPARENTLY NOT!!!!

One of the requesters stopped by my desk a short time ago to inform me *with a little bit too much damn attitude* that she needs me to check up on the status of an order she entered on the spreadsheet 2 weeks ago!

"Did you check the ordering sheet to see that I indicated an order date??"" [I asked her]

"Yeah but you didn't list one..." [she answered]

"Did you check to make sure I didn't list any notes about the item???"

Well yeah...(she says) "I've been checking it every day for the past couple of weeks and it hasn't changed from PLEASE EMAIL ME THE PRICE OF THE ITEM".


Ummmmmm...Ohhhhhhhhkkkkkkkkkkkkkkay...

Now...I'm no rocket scientist (and I damn sure don't have the degree she has) but shouldn't THAT mean she should have been at my desk to GIVE ME THE PRICE OF THE ITEM instead of wondering where the hell her order was?!?!?

Girl get away from my damn desk...

I had breakfast (a bagel with cream cheese and a small cup of tea) for lunch today so I.am.starving right now...

I don't know why I thought I'd be able to eat that @ 12 p.m. and, that it would hold me over until 7 p.m. (the time I leave work today SILLY ME) but clearly, I thought VERY VERY wrong!!!

As soon as I get up outta here (just 15 more minutes folks), I'm going to get my grub ON SOMETHIN' REEEEAL SERIOUS LIKE !!!

My big sis found me on facebook y'all...
I love the fam (I doooooooooo) but if she finds me HERE/on blogger OR on twitter (cuz I did go running back LOL) ---> EVERYTING SHUT DOWN!!!!

The whole purpose of my having a blog to begin with (which she did know about at one point but I'm sure she forgot about by now) was so I can say anything I want to say about folks (TRANSLATION: FAMILY & FRIENDS) without worrying about hurting anybody's feelings in the process so hopefully, it won't come to that!

I broke the news to the homie this afternoon that I MIGHT not make it to Trinidad next year! :(

I want to go (trust me I do) but I have GOT to do a better job @ managing my money...

Besides, droppin' a couple thousand dollars just to be partying it up and spending a whole 2 days dancing around the streets of Trinidad half @ss naked is a LITTLE steep (Dontcha think?!?!?!)

I love my job (I do...I do) but I wish there was some way I could keep it AND be eligible for low income housing...some food stamps or SOMETHING!!!

Nothing rubs me the wrong way like being on the checkout line in a supermarket with my hard earned $250 in cash ONLY to have someone ahead/behind of me that has $500 in groceries which s/he doesn't have to come out of pocket for.

Not hatin' folks but I'm just sayin'!!!!

My doc treated me like I was a domestic violence victim during a women's visit today...

Apparently, she spotted a huge purple bruise on my thigh that I didn't even notice and automatically assumed I be gettin' my @ss whopped at home.

NOT SO PEOPLE...NOT SO! **I honestly don't know WHERE the hell it came from!!!**

The man asked me to go with him to JAMAICA next month...
His friend (who sucks for extending the invitation soooooo close to the actual wedding date ONE OF THE THINGS THAT IRRITATES ME ABOUT SOME BLACK PEOPLE) is getting married and he wants us to go to the wedding.

Unfortunately, I"m not gonna be able to make the trip (my coworker who covers me when I'm out has already taken the time) and I'm tight about it!!! ::eye roll::

I still need a vacation though...Yes.I.DO!!!!

Christmas is coming up and I'm hopeful that my son's list of wants will be short <-- There's some wishful thinkin'!!! LOL --- Thankfully the girls are practically grown now so I ain't gotta worry about getting no lists from them OR DO I?!?!?!.

Four more months and I will have had my cell phone for an entire year...
Sure it's nothing to write home about *to YOU* but this is huge for me considering I change numbers like I change my mind!

"You got to sin to get saved" by J.D. Mason (it's the book I'm reading now)...
If you're into gripping stories with intriguing plots, not to mention sex, humor, infidelity and religion ALL wrapped up into one then YOU SHOULD TOO!

This whole week, I've had my mind on all the foods I'm gonna scarf down on Thanksgiving Day...

Turkey...
Ham...
Candied Yams...
Stuffing...
Cabbage...
Mac n' Cheese...
Sweet Potato Pie...
THE WORKS.

So whose cookin' and more importantly, CAN YOU hook a sistah up with a plate???

I'm sure you all have noticed (by now) that I STAY TALKIN' SHIT/ always got an opinion on something !!!

What can I say?!?!?! ---> It's what I do and as long as folks are askin' for it, it should be all good right??? ---> RIGHT!!!

So check it...

A friend of mines confided in me that she's been catching her man in a bunch of little lies lately ...

I'll spare you all the long/drawn out version of the story but the bottom line is her man had a death in his family so he needed to go shopping for a suit to wear to the funeral this weekend.

Now...My friend happens to think he buys all his clothes WAY too big (and I agree) so being the loving/caring girlfriend that she is, she offered to go shopping with him so she could give him a few much needed pointers BUT...he turned her down saying he had ALREADY made plans to go with some of the fellas in his family.

Mmmmm...Hmmmm

Well...when she phoned him later that afternoon (you know...just to see how he was making out) and he kept forwarding her calls to voicemail she was pissed. As a matter of fact, it wasn't until hours later that he made the mistake of answering her call WITHOUT REALIZING IT that she heard a female voice in the background.

Needless to say, she let his @ss have it (when she finally did get a hold of him) and he later fessed up that he had REALLY made the shopping trip with a female friend (who he forgot he told my friend some time ago ALSO has a crush on him) and that "he just didn't tell her because he knew she'd freak out about it" ---> which (of course,) earned him one of these:

I guess I could have sugar coated my thoughts on it all and told her that she was overreacting for being upset with him but then, I wouldn't be being a friend or giving her the honest opinion she asked for so I kept it 100.

I mean...personally, there's nothing wrong with a man shopping with his female friend but if it's as simple as that, then "you ain't got-ta lie Craig!!!!"

Furthermore, if he knows this chick is crushin' on him, then wouldn't he be making her think there's hope for them by hanging out/shopping with her?!?!?!

I'm just sayin FINE...INSTIGATING IN SOME FOLKS' OPINIONS BUT STILL...

It's 5:00 p.m. folks and ONCE AGAIN, I've nothing substantial to post about...

Y'all know what this means right????
Nooooooo...I am NOT going to be rambling @ random AGAIN *lol*. Instead, I have a couple of questions for you!!! (Like to hear em'??? ---> Well here they go):

How do you feel about your significant other having opposite sex friends?? If you're cool with it, is it to an extent and if so, what extent is that?

If you're NOT cool with it, why??

I mentioned (a few days ago) that my lab tests revealed I have high cholesterol so...along with a 30 minute pep talk from my doctor on how I need to lose weight, exercise more and eat healthier, she prescribed me these gargantuan sized fish oil pills that are supposed to help in lowering my cholesterol levels.

Well...Like the OVERLY PARANOID I mean errr SUPER concerned person that I am, I decided to do a little research on said pills (Lovaza is the name of em') and found out they have both serious and not so serious side effects which include:

fever, chills, body aches, flu like symptoms

chest pain or uneven heartbeats

back pain

unusual or unpleasant taste in your mouth

upset stomach; belching

and mild skin rash

Doable you say???
Why am I making a mountain out of a molehill AGAIN you ask???
BECAUSE..IT DOESN'T STOP THERE!

As a matter of fact, in big BOLD lettering (just beneath the side effects they took care to list), are the words "THIS IS NOT A COMPLETE LIST OF SIDE EFFECTS AND OTHERS MAY OCCUR."

Now...I can't speak for anybody else but I wanna know exactly what in the hell these "others side effects" entail???

I mean...Are they mild "others" like nausea and diarrhea or MAJOR "others" like we aint even list them shits cuz we assume NO responsibility if they end up killing yo crazy @ss "OTHERS"???

Right now and again, because I am overly paranoid about stuff like this, I just wanna flush the whole bottle (containing ALL 120 big @ss capsules) straight down the damn toilet.

Forget about me taking em' once per day let alone the 4 times/every 6 hours I was instructed to AND those OTHER 6 refills they got for me??? Yeah...they can go on ahead and keep those too!

We gotta pay attention to those pamphlets included with our prescriptions people!!! Reading is fundamental ---> PASS IT ON!

"I love it here!"
"Can I come over this weekend??"
"Can I come back next weekend??"
"Can I stay a little while longer???"
"I had soooooo much fun!"
"I wish you was my mother..."
"Your son has everything!"

Those are just a few things children say to me after spending any time at my house.

It's all my fault ---> I spoils the hell outta some chiiren!!!

I buy all the latest movies, my son has all the latest video and board games, he has toys galore, I keep my fridge and cabinets stacked with snacks, I order their favorite foods for dinner and let em' stay up until the wee hours of the a.m. enjoying it all too!

Don't give me that look...
It's the weekend and they've worked hard in school all week long so I feel like the least I can do is let em' live it up from Friday night to Sunday evening (which is usually when their parents come to pick em' up).

Besides, my remaining daughter is much older and has NO time for her little brother so he's always lookin' for company.

It hit me today though that there's a down side to having a "fun house" and that's that its rare for anyone to offer my son the chance to come over their house because they are too busy try'na get back to mines.

That and it's been a minute since I've had a break because every other weekend another child/ren wants to spend it at my house.

Don't get me wrong...Ms. Behavin' loves the kids but...I think it's time for me to sit a few weekends out!

So yeah...I've spread the word that the fun house is closed until further notice AND AIN'T NO PUPPY-DOG EYES GONNA CHANGE IT EITHER!!!

Yesterday, some friends and I decided to get together (after work) for dinner and a movie...

We hit up BBQs in Times Square where we chowed down on a big ole plate of some Hennessy Wings:

I typically like to stick to what I know (or at the very least, ate before) so I tried HARD to convince the others that we should get some honey basted sticky wings instead.

Well the HEFFERS I MEAN... homies were insistent that I try em anyway and after my first bite, I was SOLD!!!

Afterwards, it was on to the movie theater so we could finally see the movie "Precious" (which I thought was excellent).

Here are some thoughts I had throughout the movie...

Monique acted her @ss off

I think they chose the perfect girl to play the role of Precious

The movie was a lot less graphic than the book (thankfully)

Wait...was this book based on a true story???

Certainly, there are people (in this world) that similar things have happened to

How could any woman who knowingly sits back and watch her child be sexually abused turn around and blame her child for it???

DAMN THEY MADE MONIQUE LOOK BUSTED

If the social worker knew about the abuse in the household why didnt she EVER report it???

Does anybody know if this was based on a true story?!?!?!

Damn...Precious was dealt a bad hand

I dont think Ive ever been to a theater to see a movie where sooooooo many people screamed at the screen

For the most part, we all enjoyed the movie. If you havent gone to see it yet you DEFINITELY should.

By the way, it would help if you read the book beforehand.

...AND DAMMIT, THATS EXACTLY WHAT I DID!!!!

The truth of the matter is I never got around to posting yesterday sooooooo I have conveniently back dated this post because...well...I REFUSE to lose!!!!

Hopefully nobody noticed...

::whispering:: but even if you did, lets keep it between us mkay??? :)

New post coming up shortly...

Right now, Im tired from the events of last nite so I need a quick nap.

Last week, I had a physical (something I've been putting off for yeeeeears well... longer than I expected since my doctor seems to think my last one was in 2004).

I totally deny that claim by the way ---> :whispering:: My doc is getting "up there" and...well...she be trippin' (like for real FOR REAL) some time!

Anyway...below is the good, the bad and the ugly pertaining my results:

THE GOOD

my glucose level was great...

my blood count is on point...

thyroid tests came back good...

THE BAD

I have high cholesterol...

I could stand to lose at least ten pounds...

THE UGLY (well....TRUTH that is):

I've got to cut back on fried/fatty foods (which of course, are my favorite)...

In addition to getting my eat right on, I have to come up with an exercise plan AND actually stick to it...

I have to take these fish oil pills that I'm already assuming are gross based on the name alone...

ANNNNNNND

I have to report back to my doctor sometime in February so she can monitor my progress.

Oh joy... <---- NOT!!!!

I read in the news earlier today that convicted sniper Allen Muhammed (who reportedly went on a 3 week killing spree in Washington back in 2002 that ended in the deaths of 10 innocent people) was executed by lethal injection last night.

His accomplice Lee Boyd Malvo was spared this fate because he was a minor at the time of the killings is currently serving a life sentence without the possibility of parole.

Now...I'm not saying either of these men didn't deserve to be punished for his actions and I could only imagine that feeling being amplified if one of the victims was a loved one of my own BUT it STILL doesn't change my being against capital punishment.

Surely, there's something VERY WRONG about making the decision to drive around shooting random people from a hole in the trunk of a car but the same can be said of person(s) strapping another to a gurney, inserting an IV into his arm that will pump through his veins a lethal injection all while grieving family members of those he murdered and prison officials stand by to watch him die in anticipation -- right???

Personally, I think having him alive to spend the rest of his days confined to a cell (as is the case with Lee Boyd Malvo) is far worse.

I mean...Just think about it for a second (if you will)...

Life imprisonment without the possibility of parole vs. the 7 minutes to 2 hours it's estimated it could take for one to die by lethal injection.

Seems to me, like the latter is the easy way out.

What say you?

I mentioned (a few posts ago ---> *I think*) that my sons teacher had sent home some information about a trip they would be taking to Pennsylvania and how there was NO WAY I was shelling out the 60 bucks they were asking for in order for him to go.

Daddy dearest (however) quickly overruled (REMINDER TO SELF: I gotta work on this whole if mommy says no, ask daddy thing ::rolls eyes::) and in doing so, accepted FULL financial responsibility for our son to make the trip.

My son had to be at his school at 6 a.m. SHARP folks...
SIX...A...M!!!

Well guess who had to be up with him @ 5 making breakfast, packing lunch bags, repeatedly reminding him to stay with his class at all times and not to lose my camera????

Yep...ME!!!

(Do you guys have any idea how dark it is outside @ that hour or how I haaaaaate getting out of my bed ANYTIME earlier than I absolutely HAVE to???)

So yeah...long story short I'm crabby as hell today so nobody bet not phuck wit me for the rest of the afternoon!!!!

The "Big Cheese" just got back from his 10-day vacation (in the west indies) and with him, he brought this beautiful but SUUUUUUPER annoying set of wind chimes that he decided to hang in his office which is right behind where I sit.

It's quiet in here...(well it was before those came along).

Lord give me the strength I'ma need NOT to go in there and cut them futha muckas DOWN!!!

I closed my twitter account yesterday and it wasn't anything anyone said or did that made me do it.

Just got of a lot of OTHER things going on and clearly, it wasn't THAT high on my list of priorities.

Really...it's as simple as that.

I get the result of my labs in two more days and I'm REALLY nervous...
Not only because diabetes runs in my family but also because I KNOW I don't eat the right foods OR drink the right drinks.

Makin' it my business to go see "Precious" this weekend...
I hope it's as good as I think it'll be.

I don't understand my friend AT ALL...

Her daughter just had a baby boy who SHE does all the caring for yet she turns around and allows his father (who works yet hasn't done diddley squat for his now 2 week old son) to come over to her house and spend time with her daughter upstairs in her own room while SHE keeps the baby!!!

I'ma need y'all to say this one with me ----> "WHAT THE F**K"?!?!?!

Totally random (I know) but ---> I.COULD.NOT.WORK.FOR.DIDDY!!!

Did I mention that I was crabby today???? -- Well what about that I'll likely be crabby tomorrow too???

It's takin' all I got PLUS SOME for me NOT head to the vending machine right now...

I'm having second thoughts about going to Trinidad in February...
It's another thing I've moved down on my list of priorities.

Just read in the news that a 13 y/o boy jumped 21 stories to his death...
All the proof I need that ---> When you think YOU have it bad, somebody ALWAYS has it worse.

ENDOFTHEWEEKENDITIS A CONDITION When people are very grumpy on Mondays because the weekend has ended...

Yup....

And on THAT note, I'll be back tomorrow with a REAL post folks.

I had a long night and got very little sleep you guys...
Camron who is my besties new grandson and now, MY godson made sure to keep me on my toes during my visit!

I changed diapers...
Made bottles...
Burped baby...
Cured several cases of the hiccups...
Got spat up on...
Made weird baby talk and pretty much smiled until my face muscles hurt.

Hes a cute kid (see):

and was worth every minute of it but I sure dont miss those days!!!

It's day seven of National Blog Posting month y'all and while I hate to toot my own damn horn <<<--- YET ANOTHER LIE THAT I TELL MYSELF I'm proud to announce that I've successfully made it through week one WELL...SAVE FOR THAT FIRST DAY THAT IS!!!

Anyway, I have a busy/fun filled Saturday ahead of me folks...

As a matter of fact, this post is scheduled to go up so by the time it posts, I should have long since made it to my homie's house.

She has a new grandson that I'll be meeting for the 1st time so of course, I gotta go help spoil him LOL. Furthermore, she's making a home cooked meal ESPECIALLY for me.

Not to mention, all the laughing, shit talkin' and catching up on each others lives we have to do.

In short, I just wanted to say that I hope you all have as much fun as I plan to! :-)

Oh...AND I'll be back to my regularly scheduled madness tomorrow...

Since starting my facebook account, Ive been able to reconnect with quite a few folks from my past.

So far, it's been a pleasure...I've caught up with people I used to work with, people I used to hang tight with, people I grew up with and even a few COOL people I've met through blogger and twitter.

The bottom line is I've NEVER hesitated to accept a friend request that is, until I got one from someone I used to call a "friend".

Me and this girl go waaaaaaay back y'all...We grew up in the same Projects and our mothers were even really close friends back in the day but the thing is she played me and I can't seem to get over it.

I had to be 13 (maybe 14 at the time) and again, we were tight so when she asked me to go with her to boyfriends house (which I had done so many times prior,) I quickly agreed to it.

We got there and her boyfriend had his cousin over. I'm assuming they called themselves "hooking us up". Either way, we were introduced and it wasn't long before she and her boyfriend went off into his room leaving me and his cousin to make small talk in another...

An hour went by and there was no sign of my friend. It was weird to me (she'd never done that before) so...I tell the dude I'm in the room with that I want to go ask her something and he's insistent that "I chill" telling me they should be out soon.

Another thirty or forty minutes and still ---> NO SIGN OF EM'. By now, I'm getting worried because my friend still hasn't come out of hiding to say two words to me PLUS my mother believes I'm at HER house when we're really a bus ride away at her boyfriends!

"I gotta go to the bathroom" I tell him.
"The toilet is stopped up" he tells me.
"Well I'm bout to run to the store" I tell him.
"Wait a few more minutes...My cousin will be back with the key and then we can ALL leave together" he tells me.
[It hits me at this point that this dude does NOT want me to leave this room!!!]

Without even thinking about it, I start shouting my friend and her boyfriends name over and over but I don't get a response...

I get up/make my way over to the door in an attempt to open it and realize that its locked FROM THE OPPOSITE SIDE and now, I'm starting to panic!!!

Dude comes up behind me trying to convince me to relax. He says his cousin told him he was taking my friend someplace "real quick" and that she didn't want to tell me because she knew I'd be ready to leave but she wanted me to spend some time getting to know him.

So here I am, THINKING she's shacked up in the next room when the reality is this batch done up and left me in the house with a total stranger.

I refused to believe she just left me like that AND I refused to "chill" so I'm pulling the doorknob and screaming for them at the top of my damn lungs WHEN this dude pulls out a gun on me.

I grew up in the P's...I've seen a gun before but NEVER had I been that close to one and NEVER had I had one aimed directly at me so even though I was scared as hell I reasoned it was in my BEST interest to calm the hell down.

He was a big shot once armed because he used A LOT more force to pull me away from the door... I stopped putting up a fight because the last thing I wanted to do is make this dude mad.

He forced me to sit on the bed, sat really close beside me and calmly told me that "all I have to do is make him cum and he'll let me go".

He starts rubbing my back...
Is going on and on about how pretty my hair is...
He's trying to force me to lay back on the bed...

As terrified as I am, this is exciting to him... He's holding the gun at my stomach with one hand and rubbing his crotch with the other.

He wants me to take my shirt off but I won't do it on my own so he's tugging at it/hellbent on unfastening my bra.

I tell him (as I'm near tears) that I've never done this before and that I really have to go home but he flat out ignores me kissing me roughly on the neck as he forced his hard/dry hand up my shirt.

I IMMEDIATELY start crying. I'm sure he's going to rape me and I'm terrified that if I try to do anything to stop him, he's going to shoot me and I am going to die right there.

He's getting frustrated trying to hold the gun and peel my clothes off with one hand so he puts it down and uses the other to struggle with the button on my jeans.

Somehow, knowing he doesn't have the gun in hand gives me some strength to TRY and wrestle him off but it's not working AT ALL...He's clearly stronger than I am, has pinned me down and is now on top of me but still has his clothes on.

I'm losing big time...

My shirt has been pulled over over my head...He's popped my bra and has my pants down to my knees when THANKFULLY the sound of a key being forced into the door followed by a man's deep voice snaps him out of it.

Long story short, his uncle came home unexpected...

I was humiliated but still quick to pull myself together...I tried to explain to the uncle (through my tears) that this was NOT consentual and his nephew (who I learned at that moment, was really a few months shy of 19) was trying to rape me but he called me a liar/cussed me out and threw me out of his house claiming the ONLY reason I was crying that way was because he caught us and I was scared he might tell my parents.

I was forced to walk home (since my friend who went missing, had our bus fare) and I swear I cried all the way there.

The first thing I did was knock on my friends door and I got even more upset to find that she was ALREADY home.

According to her, her boyfriend did take her somewhere real quick and was supposed to bring her back to the house but didn't because he told her he had something else to do.

To hear HER tell it she gave him the bus fare to give to me and swore up and down, that she told him to tell me to leave right away.

Needless to say, I didn't buy her story and I kept my distance from her from that day forward.

I could have been raped or worst yet, killed for all she cared so as far as I'm concerned, she ain't no friend of mine!

I had a totally different idea in mind for today's post BUT because I'm sufferin' from the itis right now and therefore, feel way too unfocused/sleepy and downright lazy to start from scratch I present to you something I had sitting in my drafts instead....

Thirteen of my FAVORITE bloggers (in no particular order):

1. Opinionated Diva

2. Sha Boogie

3. Always Funky Fresh

4. Jameil

5. Rashan Jamal

6. Mr. Slish

7. Patrice

8. Dave

9. Durty Mo

10. Adrienne

11. Miss Jia

12. Ms. Lovelyc

13. Ms. Lee

Okay...so the truth is, I was supposed to have these cool comments following each bloggers name I listed (you know...telling the world WHY I love reading each and every one of your blogspots so) but again ::YAWN:: I just ain't able right now.

Maybe, there will be some sorta continuation later on in the week/month or at the very least, year but for now, just know that I love me some you you, you and you *x's 6 more*!!

And with that said, I'm outta here folks...

::whispering:: if anybody's looking for me, I'll be locked in the bathroom takin' a nap !!!

Dear Son:

I knew the day would come where I'd have to sit down and write to you a similar letter but you're ONLY 9 years old for cryin' out loud so I hardly expected it to be this soon.

I've been trying my best downplay the signs: You know, your no longer looking forward to my walking you all the way into the school yard, your being insistent that we exchange those mother/son hugs before we leave the crib or at least, when we're blocks away from school grounds and more recently, the way you walk so far ahead of me on those days when I DO walk you HALFWAY but...it's been REALLY hard.

You're my baby and my first born son TEARS...

I know I can't hold you back FOREVER but can we PLEASE wait until you're in the HIGH double digits before you start getting girl fever???

Ah...Ah...Ah...There's no need to deny it!

Even though I didn't hear it from you directly, I know you've been crushing on that cute little spanish girl in your class since last year and though I'm complaining, I'm secretly beaming with pride that you have such great taste. Not to mention, I pay closer attention than I lead on and I've heard you tell your older cousin (on more than one occasion) that you're sure the other little girl who is always chasing after you when you're in the yard during lunch likes you a whole lot.

I didn't tell you last night...I couldn't because I thought it was sooooooo cute to see you lifting that little dumbbell while you admired your "muscles" in a nearby mirror but when you pleaded with me this morning to bring you home a bottle of cologne because "you wanted to smell nice at school" it hit me like a ton of damn bricks that I am sooooooo not ready for this.

So yeah...please calm your lil' @ss down and be a child for as long as you can be.

**Trust me son, those little girls will get you in some BIIIIIIIIGGGGG trouble!!**

Love Always


Your CLEARLY overly paranoid Mommy

In just two more days, the younger of my daughters is going to be 19 years old...

Nineteen years y'all and I SWEAR I can barely count (on both hands) the amount of times I have received any financial support from her father.

"It's my fault" though ---> at least that's what he ALWAYS told me...

Every chance that man got (and believe you me, there were PLENTY) he made sure to remind me that he never wanted me to bring her into the world in the first place so "I brought this on myself".

Though he never came out and said it, I knew he resented us both...

After all according to him, I was the reason his daughters mother (who apparently, he was seeing the same time he was seeing me) had left him because she found out about us and my making the decision to keep my daughter killed any chances the two of them had of "working things out".

It took me a long time to get over that ---> Way too long as a matter of fact.

STILL, I tried everything I could PLUS SOME to allow him to be in his daughters life but...we all know how the saying goes ---> "You can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink".

Even AFTER he refused to come see my daughter all those years, he refused for me to bring her to his home, he refused to tell his mother about her and basically refused to help me out in any way at all, I STILL welcomed him into my daughters life when he was ready to be there.

She was 10 (maybe 11) at the time so you better believe everybody and their mama thought I was a damn fool for doing it but it didn't matter to me...

My daughter was super excited about daddy being around, loved spending time with him and getting to know her grandma and other family members on his side but it didn't take long for him to prove he couldn't even do THAT right.

Every other weekend I allowed my daughter to spend with her dad, she came home with different stories about how he never spent time with her alone. How he always included his first daughter in EVERYTHING and made it obvious to her that he cared more for her half sister than he did her.

As much as it hurt me to acknowledge it, I always tried to convince my daughter otherwise making one excuse after the next for his behavior.

I still stuck it out (forcing her to stick it out too) but my daughter and her dad NEVER had that closeness that he has with his firstborn.

Today, my daughter and her dad barely speak. In fact, if he doesn't pick up a phone to call her they don't talk for months at a time but you know what ---> She's completely fine with that and so am I.

He and I had a heated conversation (a few days ago) in which he was STILL playing the blame game and I told him in so many choice words that it's not my fault our daughter doesn't give a damn anymore.

He can deny it all he wants...He's simply reaping all he's sowed.

I was reading a couple of blog posts this past Sunday ::COUGH:: PROOF THAT I NEED MORE EXCITEMENT IN MY LIFE OR AT LEAST, SOMETHING MORE CONSTRUCTIVE TO DO WITH MY FREE TIME ::COUGH:: when I learned that November is National Blog Posting month.

My immediate thought was ---> I want in...

Hell...it wasn't THAT long ago that churning out one post per day came naturally to me ::WHISPERING:: NOT TO MENTION, IF JAZZ & THEE MOST ADORABLE COUPLE EVER: RAH AND JAM CAN DO IT, I CERTAINLY CAN TOO!! LOL

So...I called myself gearing up for day one WHICH IS REALLY DAY TWO of "the challenge" BUT WHOSE REALLY COUNTING??? by having a nice biiiiiiiig breakfast followed by a tall cup of Starbucks and a clear head...

Sat down to a blank page and this is as far as I got!

Hey...What can I say ---> If nothing else, I'm consistently inconsistent right?!?!?!

Anyway, there's just 29 more days to go people!!!

::WHISPERING:: Now which of the four of us do you think is gonna cave first?!?!?! LOL

Wouldja look @ THIS @ssbackwardness here --->

I finally make a seemingly solemn promise to STOP promising posts that I know Im NOT going to deliver when I say Im going to deliver em' and BAAAAAMMMMM...like clockwork, I end up churning out not one but two of them bad boys within the same damn week!!!

Mmmmm Hmmm...::Poppin my collar:: Told yall my mojo was comin back albeit slowly!!!

So...I went to see the apartment yesterday evening and swear it didn't even take me a hot two milliseconds to realize IT WAS NOT THE PLACE FOR ME!!!

A.) The door leading to the "separate entrance" the dude spent soooo much time boasting about in his ad looked like it was more suitable for a BEDROOM.

B.) The owner made zero effort to spruce the place up as I IMMEDIATELY noticed the sink, toilet, tub, refrigerator, stove, both bedroom walls and floors were all JUST filthy!!!

C.) The ceilings were sooooooo low that if I were another HALF inch taller, I'd have had to duck to get in/walk around up in that bitch.

D.) The "bedrooms" looked more like mini walk in closets.

E.) There weren't enough windows OR enough air.

F.) The place wreaked of curry powder.

G.) The owner wreaked of cigarette smoke...

And don't even get me started on the itty bitty/teeny weenie pieces of overly floral furniture that I can only ASSUME the LITTLES I MEAN ERRR previous tenants left behind.

Took everything in me not to turn to the owner and say *well...ask* "Dude...have you lost what's left of your right damn mind showing THIS place in THIS condition????"

I'm still in shock that he REALLY thought somebody (hell ANYBODY) might be moved to move in that rat hole to begin with.

So as he talked and tried to assure me that "the place would be good as new by Nov 1st", I smiled and nodded...Nodded and smiled...but knew there was no way in HELL he was gettin a call back!!!

Keepin' my fingers crossed that I won't run into too many more of these.

Oh AND I'm breaking the news to Mister tonite too!!!

I can't say with any certainty WHAT'S going on with me right now BUT I REEEEEEALLY haven't been feeling too well folks...

I've been quiet about it (well...outside of Twitter anyway) BUT this is the 3rd day in a row that I've woken up to/gone to bed with a pounding headache, I feel UNUSUALLY tired+sleepy+downright exhausted (even tho I think I'm getting MORE than enough sleep) AND there were several times (both today AND yesterday) where my stomach just felt super queasy (to the point where I had to chew on all kinds of sweet stuff in order to fight the urge to throw up my insides).

I tried doing ONE of the things I do best when I'm sick ~> Curlin' up like a baby after OD'ing on over the counter stuff but it hasn't helped (long enough) so...I've gone ahead and made arrangements to see a doctor like ASAP.

FYI: I have absolutely nooooooo reason to suspect I am expecting so you all can hold onto those words of congratulations m'kay???

And now, in other totally random and even MORE UNinteresting news here's what ELSE has been goin' on in Ms. Behaving's world:

Since the last time I posted the excitement of getting my own place has multiplied -> times a hundred THOUSAND.

I'm talkin' spending hours on end just thumbing through classified sections, hours online droolin' over all the shit I'd like to furnish the place with, Makin' phone calls, Sending email messages ---> JUST THE WORKS!!!

As a matter of fact, I'm so serious about mine that I have an appointment to see a place tomorrow evening.

I STILL haven't broken the news to you know who (in case those of you who keep up were wondering) *sigh*.

Please don't ask...Truth of the matter is I have NO idea WHY i'm stallin' BUT i'z gettin' to it folks. I'zzzzzz gettin' to it!!!

My credit sucks *in a major way*...

I'm mad @ myself for NOT being serious about clearing it up and especially so when I take into consideration that I was afforded the chance to do just that during the eight years that I've been living @ the man's mothers house practically rent free.

Makes matters all the MORE worse that damn near EVERYTHING is based on your credit score these days.

You know what...I don't even wanna think about it right now...

Lawd knows I could do without a BIGGER/STRONGER headache!

Have I mentioned that to rent in NY is just RI(DAMN)DICULOUS???

I mean...I know we in a recession and all and I'm not tryna to knock the next mans hustle but DAMN...I'm QUITE sure you all would agree with me that twelve hundred PLUS bucks to rent a two bedroom in Brooklyn is STEEPER THAN steep.

I'd be willing to bend a lil' bit IF utilities were included but that shit there for some of the neighborhoods they tryna stick a nucca in???? Nah...I ain't EVEN able.

Hey...Remember the post (OR WAS IT A TWEET) I did a while back about somebody takin' my son's iPod and some of his video games during his birthday party???? Well...I FIGURED OUT WHO THE CULPRIT WAS/IS.

T'was my cousin's son who I have over ALL the time but ruled out because he doesn't even have a system to play the games on.

Turns out he was takin' the games from my son and trading em' with kids in his class for OTHER stuff he wanted. **Ain't that about some bullshit?!?!?!**

It's aiight tho...

::WHISPERING:: I got a trick for his lil' @ss the next time I see him!

And don't even get me started on his mama who had the nerve to say "she noticed her son was bringing home new games every other week but since I didn't say nothing to her, she had NOOOOO idea he could have been takin em' from MY house"

Never mind that she didn't even bother questioning WHERE the hell he was gettin' em' from which is WHAT I AND ANY OTHER SMART PARENT WOULD HAVE DONE!!!!

Mmmmm Hmmm...I oughta beat that chick wit a brick!!!

I'm STILL in desperate need of a vacation...

The man's family are trying to talk me into takin' a week off "to rest". They don't understand me when I try to tell em' that if I do that, I'll end up doin' more work @ home than I do @ work.

Besides, my house is a daycare to 7 by day. HELL...I CAN BARELY SIT THROUGH LISTENING TO MY 3 FOR A FEW HOURS LET ALONE 7 MORE!!!

So yeah...3 words to that: NO AND THANKS!!!

I'm putting on weight y'all...

It's not enough to go up a size in my clothing but definitely enough to where my clothes have a more snug fit.

I blame my eating habits... They seriously suck!

I come home to a home cooked meal five days a week yet always manage to find SOME reason to buy MORE takeout.

Ugggh...it's no wonder I'm "not well". **Clearly, there is PLENTY of unnecessary shit on my mind!**

And with that, I'm off this...

For a couple of years now, the younger of my daughters has been saying she wants to pursue a career in music *particularly singing*.

My girl LOVES to saaang and doesn't sound too bad doing it...

As a matter of fact, she spends hours on a daily drivin' me BA-NA-NAS while singing along to ALL her favorite songs and more recently, she's EVEN started OBSESSING OVER looking into the possibility of getting a singing coach.

Don't get me wrong...I'm happy my baby girl has a dream and she's SERIOUS about going after it BUUUUUT my problem is, she's going to be 19 years old next month and she STILL doesn't have a job which means the responsibility of paying for these lessons is gonna fall on YOURS TRULY.

Now...before you all go nominating me for the meanest mom of the month award, please know that I'm SUPER supportive of my children and the POSITIVE things they want to do.

I guess I just envisioned things differently ::shrugs:: but for the most part, I figured she'd graduate High School (CHECK), find a part time J-O-B (AT LEAST), HELP ME PAY SOME BILLS I MEAN ERRRR... You know...get her independence on and make my life a little easier in terms of expenses! Hell MAYBE even warm up to the idea of college while she's at it.

So...I had a heart to heart with her...Told her how important it is that she get a job/some kinda income of her own.

Hmppff...Front if you want but I had to remind her that even IF she's going to go hard for this singing thing that it's gonna be costly and her bullshit allowance isn't gonna get her far. Not to mention that she's gonna need something to fall back on IF it doesn't go as planned.

She took it all in but I walked away from the conversation with the sense that she feels like I'm not taking her/her career choice seriously.

I don't know...I guess I'll just stick to prayer....

After all, she's almost 19 and doesn't have any boys in her life YET so THAT'S gotta be a blessing in itself right?!?!?!

Besides...maybe I just want too much!

MAYBE...

So...I've made up my mind that I'mma stop talkin' shit I and by THAT, I mean promising to blog and JUST DO IT when I can or when the mood hits me to.

Truth of the matter is, it's becoming increasingly harder for me to post (these days) and the main reason is because...well...a GREAT portion of my readers are also my followers on twitter so I feel like it's kinda redundant for me to type here the same things that I do there.

Not to mention that I get up to the minute comments HINT HINT and with my page being set to private (something I've been contemplating doin' with this blog o' mine), I ain't got ta worry about you lurkin' @ss lurkers.

Mmmmm Hmmmm...I see you!!!

Now come out and say "Hi" dammit...You should know by now that I ain't gone bite UNLESS PROVOKED!!!

Okay...okay...Onto more interesting topics....

My eldest daughter FINALLY got a permanent/decent paying J-O-B y'all!!!

It's a dirty one (considering she's gonna be responsible for cleaning some FILTHY @ss rest rooms) but dammit it's legit and they pay her by the hour as opposed to on commission (like her previous gig) so...in my eyes, it's all to the good!!!

Guess what?!?!?!?!
The trip to Vegas is not gonna happen after all...

Opinionated Diva and I came to the conclusion that the timing was just OFF so operation Thelma and Louise is gonna have to sit on a back burner until a later date.

So much for "what happens in Vegas STAYS in vegas"

Let's see...(What else is there?!?!?!)...

Oh yeah...my home computer kicked the bucket the other day. Try try try as we may, that bad boy won't cut on for shit ::shrugs shoulders:: so I know my chances for getting on my own damn laptop are slim to none cuz the kids are gonna be fighting over computer time EVEN more!!!

All the more reason why I love my blackberry...
I can access Ubertwitter and Facebook right from my phone and it's just an added bonus that I can carry it with me EVERYWHERE!!!

There is a squirrel in Brooklyn that is hell bent on getting into my house...
He attacks my windows (which are close enough to the ground for him to actually get in should we slip up and forget to close em') and he sits perched on top of anything he can and just sits there lookin' like he's plotting on ways to take over the world I mean... get in!!! See....



Hmmm....I wonder if he KNOWS I well... we had something to do with the death of another squirrel (possibly a relative of his) who infiltrated the crib last summer and got beat to SMITHEREENS okay...that was kinds harsh so maybe I should just say death with a broom handle **Hey...it was attack or be attacked and ya girl (who juuuuuuust so happened to be home ALONE)wasn't 'bout to go out like that ya heard????**.

Yeah...I'm convinced that's it...

Either way, If he knows like I know, he should be VERY VERY afraid!!!

So...I haven't told the man yet BUT I've started lookin' @ apartments for rent...

It's not that I don't appreciate all that my CURRENT living situation has to offer i.e., dirt cheap rent, coming home to hot meals 5 days a week and the liberty to just come in late/get up and go as I please knowing my other two children will be WELL taken care of BUT lets face it...living in a house with any man AND his family has the potential to be stressful on a relationship so slowly but surely, I'm giving up on this whole "let's just deal until we got enough bread to a home of our own" deal.

Surely, me adjusting to living alone is gonna take some work (OKAY...MORE LIKE LOTS OF IT) but with the piece of mind I'm going to get from it not to mention a whole lot more privacy I'm sure I can do it.

In the meantime and in between time, keep ya fingers crossed for me will ya?!?!?!

Once a week folks...
I've reasoned that I SHOULD be able to do a blog post at least THAT often.

What can I say???? ---> I mean...there really isn't anything superific goin' on in my world right now BUT...if you MUST be brought up to speed, iEat, iSleep, iWork, iSpend, iLaugh, iLove, iWorry, iComplain and iRepeat on an as needed basis.

Yep... it REALLY is as simple as that.

I NEED a vacation y'all...
Granted it doesn't have to be a long or super expensive one *although I CERTAINLY wouldn't turn it down if one of you offered to pay for it for me* BUT I definitely feel like I need a couple of days to get up/get out and DO somethin'!!!

My heart is set on Vegas so the homie Opinionated Diva and I are lookin' into pullin' a Thelma and Louise for a few days.

Dude...I'm like uber excited!!

Now hopefully, we'll be able to snag some tickets that are BELOW reasonable !!! **::whisperin:: If you wanna make a donation to the MsBehavin needs a new life fund ~> HOLLLLLLLLA!!!!**

I had a dream *no wait...N-I-G-H-T-M-A-R-E* that my daughter told me she was 7 months pregnant with her second child...

Yo...I can't begin to tell y'all how fast I woke myself up outta that shit.

Nevermind that I had a headache ALL DAY after I did BUT...when all was said and done, I was happy to know that it was JUST a dream.

At least I hope it was....

It just hit me that I haven't spoken to my older sister OR baby brother in months (quite possibly, almost a year) ...

Typically, I'm the one holding out on making the calls but now that the shoe is on the other foot, it feels weird ~> REALLY...REALLY...WEIRD!

Doesn't mean I'm gonna take the initiative to reach out but STILL!!

Ah well...Hope everybody's doin' okay!

The grandman is doin' good...
He's getting big and is adding new/interesting words to his vocabulary every day. Since he and his mother no longer reside with me, when he wants to talk to me or his uncle (who is his absolute favorite) he tells his mother "call gamma" .

Seeing that kid not to mention listening to him tell me he loves me puts a smile on my face you wouldn't believe.

Aiight folks...enough with the gushy mushy(ness) already cuz if I don't stop now,

Be back next week...Same blog time/Same blog channel!!!

Once a teenage/single parent (myself), I can admit that I know first hand the struggle of trying to do it alone so....it ALWAYS saddens me to learn that another young lady is stuck walkin' the same damn path.

Don't get me wrong...I'm not saying ALL teenagers are irresponsible OR that abortion is the better option SHOULD teenage pregnancy occur but I do think there is a lack of concern (amongst teenagers) when it comes to practicing safe sex and that more often than not when a teenager DOES become pregnant it is automatically assumed that parents or other family member(s) will *okay...more like ARE* supposed to be there to help pick up the slack.

I went to the baby shower of a young lady who is like family to me (this past weekend) and got the sense that that was her mentality.

Case in point: Both she and the father are just 17 years old and they conceived because he told her "he doesn't like condoms". She dropped out of High School and he barely goes (these days). She's jobless while he works but only makes pocket change that he'd much rather drop on sneakers and video games so my friend (who is her mother and also jobless) is left with the responsibility of bending over backwards to provide EVERYTHING this child is going to need because the young man's parents flat out REFUSE to take any responsibility. Not to mention that my friend is STILL going to be responsible for taking care of her daughter as well.

I was shocked when I showed up @ the shower and daddy dearest wasn't in attendance...

Why?!?!?! Well because the two were inseparable PRIOR to her becoming pregnant. I swear it was like every single time you saw one, you saw the other.

When I asked the mom-to-be about it, it looked like her whole world was about to crumble...

Long story short, he up and decided "he doesn't wanna be with her anymore" and he even has a new girlfriend.

::snaps fingers:: JUST.LIKE.THAT!!!

I asked her what she planned to do now that he wouldn't be around and with NO HESITATION @ ALL, she assured me she and the baby would be JUST fine..."after all, she STILL has her mother".

I thought (to myself of course) that she's right...

As much of a strain as it's going to be over the next god-only-knows-how-many years, she does have her mother's support BUT with some more self respect and a little piece of latex, she AND A LOT OF OTHER TEENAGERS TODAY could have THAT P-L-U-S a whole lot more.

Instructions: Using only song names from one Artist cleverly answer the questions below. Try not to repeat a song title and then repost as “My life according to (artist name)”.

NOTE: I chose Aaliyah...

1. Are you male or female?: More than a woman

2. Describe yourself: One in a million

3. How do you feel: Don't know what to tell ya

4. Describe where you currently live: I Refuse

5. If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Journey to the past

6. Your favorite form of transportation: It's Whatever

7. Your best friend is: Down with the clique

8. Your favorite color is: All I Need

9. What’s the weather like: Hot like fire

10. Favorite time of the day: Read between the lines

11. If your life was a tv show, what would it be called: U Got Nerve

12. What is life to you: Never Givin' up

13. Your relationship: No one knows how to love me quite like you do

14. Your fear: Giving you more

15. What is the best advice you have to give: Don't Worry

16. If you could change your name, you would change it to: Erica Kane

17. Thought for the Day: We Need a Resolution

18. How I would like to die: I don't wanna

19. My soul’s present condition: What If

20. My Motto: Everything's gonna be alright

Biiiiiiig shout out to RAH for the post idea ---> Thanks bruh (I OBVIOUSLY NEEDED IT)!!! LOL

A couple of days ago, I announced via twitter that I was gonna make some sort of effort to get my blog mojo back...

My plan of action (for those of you who are not YET twitterholics [KEYWORD BEING: YET *lol*] and therefore didn't get the memo was): that I'd TRY to do one post a day for the next five days starting TODAY *in the hopes of "getting that old thang back"!!!*

I was serious bout mines too...
Got up nice and early this mornin' vowing NOT to tweet as often as I do (so I wouldn't be distracted)....

Had me a BIIIIIG breakfast (You know cuz I'm GREEDY AS HELL --- I mean errrr...so I'd be SUPER focused) ...

Hell I even knocked out MOST of the things on my overdue list ::snickering:: so that when it was time for me to sit down and churn out this here comeback post I wouldn't have NOTHING else on my mind.

Well...at 12 p.m., I logged onto blogger...
I sat there for hours too but kept drawing a blank so I began to revisit previous posts of mine and it made me realize something ---> That I've been using this blog as an outlet for my frustrations.

Be they the frustrations that come with being a parent...
The frustrations that come with my relationship or my eff'd up living arrangements... The frustrations that come from my distant relationship with family...
The frustrations @ the workplace...
& frustrations with friends...

THE BOTTOM LINE IS most of my posts have had SOMETHING to do with my being frustrated which I think is sooo sooooo depressing!

Granted, blogging about some of the things going on in my life has been therapeutic *over the years* and it beats the hell out of sharing it with friends or family who can be more judgmental than a lil' bit (at times) but at the end of the day, its the same shit just a different bowl and quite frankly, I think this one could use a flushing...

THOSE are the three words that sum up a pretty big portion of what these past few weeks have consisted of!

I mean...Who am I REEEEALLLY kiddin' here right?!?!?!

It's certainly no secret that I've been neglecting this blog BIG TIME but in my defense cuz y'all already knooooooow I got an excuse for every damn thing it's NOT the only thing I've been putting off doing...

Like I mentioned a few dozen times on twitter My son goes back to school exactly 14 days from today [14 days y'all] and I STILL haven't bought a damn thing in preparation of!

Not a notebook...Not a pencil...Not a bookbag...Not a uniform ---> NOTHING!

Not to mention that I've been promising MYSELF a shopping spree (since February) yeah...that'll happen.

You know what tho?!?!?! I've pinpointed the problem and It all boils down to this:


Try...TRY...try as I may, I am stuck in my procrastinatin' @ss ways ::::

Yet ANOTHER Case in point: How many months ago was it that I said I was gonna look into getting my divorce **which is STILL sitting on the BOTTOM of my "to do list"?!?!?! Mmmm Hmmm...my point EXACTLY!

Okay...enough about how slacktastic I am ---> In other not so noteworthy news, Fall is fast approaching and I'm not happy!!!

Shew...as stifling as the days can be (sometime) and as hard as they've been on my hair, skin and lungs in the past couple of weeks, the fact still remains that I love me some summer time heat so I'm NOT looking forward to the chill September is SURE to bring!



Did I mention that I'm missin' my munchkin ---> (That munchkin being my grandson)?!?!?!

It's been OVER a month and while I've talked to him over the phone several times, I have NOT seen him.

My daughter/his mother has gone into a homeless shelter *apparently, no one else was willing to put up with her bullshit either --- Are you surprised?!?!?!* and while she was denied housing during her first 10-day stay, she went back a second time AND got accepted so she's gonna come out of this with an apartment of her own ---> THANK GOD.

Yeah it sucks that she had to go through a little hardship but it's all a part of being an adult and besides, ain't shit worth having easy to get anyway so I'm SURE she'll survive!

I'll be surprising her younger sister with a trip to South Beach for her 19th birthday in a few months...

According to her, she and I NEVER get to do anything without her brother in tow Hmpff...I didn't think she cared to so I'll be making plans for some one on one/mommy daughter time in the next few weeks.

Aiight folks...that's all I got for now. By the way...


P.S. With any luck I'll be back to blog again in a MONTH ---> NO WAIT...WEEK! FINE... a New York minute IT IS!

THE OLDER I GET, THE LOWER MY MUH FUGGIN' TOLERANCE FOR BS...

So when it REEEEEALLY hit me that my daughter was going to go through with marrying her punk.ass.jailbird.ass son's father with or WITHOUT my PRECIOUS blessing ::rolls eyes:: I went a step further and put her @ss straight O-U-T of my house. [Yep...I sure did and as a matter of fact, she's been gone for about 3 weeks now!!!]

Y'all don't understand...From the time that chile turned 18 [hell maybe even 17] she's been boasting "she's grown" so I reasoned that with THAT being the case, she ought to be able to make grown woman decisions and it's onlllllllly right that she do so from the comfort of her own damn home!

Besides, like my older sister ALWAYS says: I am my mother's child ---> STUBBORN AS ALL HELL so there's no way I'm going to be bustin' my @ss at work 5 days out of the week to put a roof over her head, put money in her pocket whenever she's outta work [which is pret-TY damn often], buy food to feed her, clothes to cover her damn back [when shit don't fit cuz she's sitting around eatin' all damn day], clean up after her cuz although she's grown, I gotta talk to her as often as I do my 9 y/o about picking up after herself and her son and she don't even PRETEND to value my damn opinion.

Everybody thinks I'm wrong...
Is quick to tell me "I shouldn't have done THAT"...
"That I should think about my grandson" [yadda yadda FRIGGIN yadda] but you know what ---> until anyone has walked a mile in my shoes, they won't fully understand ALL that my daughter has put me through.

I mean I'm pretty open in my posts...
I talk about A LOT of shit other folks wouldn't dare put out there and I'm not ashamed of that at all but still yet, there are even deeper things I leave out.

So while everybody else is busy worrying about my GROWN daughter, for once, I gotta worry about me/what I want.

Ummm...Did I mention the older I get, the lower my tolerance for bullshit?!?! Yeah...it's a true story!

Juuuuuust when I was starting to think that I was failing MISERABLY as a parent, the YOUNGER of my daughters (who will be 19 years old this Nov) sat me down for a little one on one time and confided in me that she's made the personal decision to save herself for marriage.

To seal the deal, I have her word/promise and to symbolize her decision the two of us chose a simple purity ring that she vows to wear ALWAYS:

Pretty damn awesome huh?!?!

I know it's wrong BUT I joke ALL THE TIME that the hospital sent me home with the wrong damn child!!!

Surely ONE OR TWO ---> OKAY...OKAY...MORE LIKE quite a few of you are gonna think that's cruel but if you guys knew my labor NIGHTMARE I MEAN ERRR story you'd realize the thought wasn't totally farfetched and besides, for whatever SICK/TWISTED reason [whenever that chile does or says some stupid/dumb sh*t], I always manage to find a teensy bit of comfort in thinking of that oh so slim chance that there might've/could've been a mixup .

ANNNNNYWAY...it's no secret that my now 20 year old daughter has been entertaining thoughts of marrying her son's father whose incarcerated and has only done 1 year of the 15 year to life bid he got sentenced right?!?!

Well now [after about a handfull of bullshit me-love-you looooong-time letters and her making her 1st trip to visit him since he's been upstate ::rolls eyes::] she's moved PAST the entertaining thoughts part and has made up her mind that it's DEFINITELY what she's GOING to do.`

Technically, I can't do ANYTHING about it but it STILL doesn't change the fact that I am COMPLETELY AGAINST HER GOING THROUGH WITH THIS!!

I mean...he's locked up so what the hell can he do for her???
How come he didn't wanna marry her BEFORE getting slapped with such a big damn bid???
What happened to all the OTHER/older chicks he had runnin' up there to see him just a few short months ago???
Why should SHE live her life like a prisoner because he's a damn prisoner???
WHY HASN'T SHE LEARNED ANYTHING FROM ME DOING THE SAME DAMN THING???

I mean I'm not tellin' her to leave the niglet [cuz it's OBVIOUS she don't give a damn bout myyyyyy point of view] but I say all that to say they don't have to get married right damn now!!!

Ya know it's sh*t like this that makes me say "Eeeeeeeven if I was contacted by the hospital allllllll these years later and told the child I took home on July 10th 1989 was not mines/belonged to another couple" I wouldn't EVEN be mad!!!

Maaaaaan phuck a lawsuit. I'd just be happy knowing this was SOMEBODY ELSE'S problem.

Sad [I know] but true...

I'm tired of coming home from work every other evening and fighting the kids for computer time SO lately, i've given some serious thought to buying me a netbook.

Done some window shoppin' and got my eye on a Dell Mini [either that, or an Asus eee pc.]

I like em' both on the strength that they are small, portable, INEXPENSIVE and wireless...

Now I just need some pointers on which is the better buy.

So yeah...if any of you have any idea HOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAA!!!!!

Speaking of spending money, I got two birthdays to celebrate in the coming days....

My eldest is going to be 20 on the 10th and my youngest is going to be 9 on the 14th.

GOD.I.AM.GETTING.OLD

Thankfully I was able to talk my son out of tryin' to TALK ME into getting him a cell phone...

Granted the DSI he wants is gonna set me back more than some little prepaid would've but if I said it once, I'll gladly say it a few more times ---> HE DON'T NEED NO DAMN CELL PHONE!!

And THAT my friends is my final answer.

Yo...I got some assbackward ass friends [FOR REAL]

Like why would you be more strict on your older child than you would your younger one [who by the way is ALREADY pregnant]???

AND...

Why would you turn down an invitation to come and spend the day/night with your homie on the weekend but want to come "chill" on a Monday nite when I gotta get up/go to work the next day???

I would elaborate further but I AIN'T EEEEEEEVEN IN THE MOOD!!

Nooooope...NO MAS!

Votes are in and the majority have vowed to go to Trinidad for carnival 2010...

For a minute, it sounded like a plan but the more I think about it, the more I realize it's OVERKILL!!!

Besides...that's a lot of damn money to be droppin on tickets/costumes [year after year]

Doesn't mean Im'ma pass LOL but I'm definitely NOT as eager to be in attendance as I was in previous years.

I was months shy of my 18th b-day when I moved up outta my momz spot...

Granted I didn't take THAT big of a leap considering I left home to move in with/room with a friend and her daughters but dammit it was the 1st time I was responsible for payin' for my own shat AND, I NEVER TURNED BACK so it's was mine in my eyes! LOL

I told my daughters I'm givin' both of em' til the age of 21 before they gotta contribute to bills up in this piece and to hear THEM tell it, they plan to be out of my hair by then.

Yeah aiight...we'll see....

Oh and how come whenever I say that --->"that I can't wait for my kids to leave the nest" somebody ALWAYS says "I say that now but when they do, I won't know what to do with myself" huh???

I COULD BE WRONG BUT I DOUBT IT SHHHHEEEEEIT.... HMMMPFFF...FOLKS GOT ME CONFUSED!!!!