Adrift: 1. Drifting or floating freely; not anchored 2. Without direction or purpose
It seems the definition of "ADRIFT" defines my life right now. I am floating, drifting aimlessly trying to find some direction. No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to reach the shore. I've been drifting in this sea called life now for give or take 4 years. I've been either way out , deep, deep, deep in the middle of the ocean or I've been close enough to reach the shore only to have a current pull me way back out to the middle of the ocean again.
The middle of the ocean is lonely. It's dark. It's suffocating. It's nothing there but me, my thoughts, my heartaches, my pains, my fears, my struggles and my inadequacies. It's the place where I throw a pity party. Where I drown and refuse to tread water because doing so would make me face reality. It's where I look for miles around, north, south, east and west and the only thing I see is space. Space can either be a good thing or a bad thing. You can use space to work on yourself, mend yourself, be at one with yourself or at peace with God. You can also use space to withdraw, become introverted and/or wallow in self-pity. I've used the space in the middle of my life's ocean for both of those reasons. When I use space in a positive way, that's when I'm almost reaching the shore, where all I have to do is step out and walk on the sand and be free. But like I said, there's always something holding me back or keeping me from getting to the shore. When I use space in the negative way I find myself doggy paddling for my life, trying not to drown, wondering where did I go wrong.
My mind moves a mile a minute. I can be adamant about something, determined and clicking on all cylinders to move forward and then just as easily change my mind. I can be very fickle. Those that know and LOVE me, embrace that about me and for that I am appreciative. If they didn't I would be one lonely soul!
I think the part that disturbs me the most about floating aimlessly through life, especially lately is the fact that I'm not just trying to stay afloat for myself, but for my child as well. That makes the stress 10 times stronger. If I don't succeed, it's not only devastating for me, but for my child. I can't be a failure to my child. Let me rephrase that, I WON'T be a failure to my child. Life decisions are harder to make and follow through because it's not just a decision for me, but a decision for him as well.
I feel I can speak candidly about my relationship with God. My belief in God and his presence in my life is what keeps me from going insane. I know he hears me when I pray and he answers when I call. I don't always do right, but I know right from wrong and acknowledge when I'm wrong. I've learned that fellowship is important too. It's important to be around like minded individuals whom you can draw strength from. They may even let you hop in their boat when yours takes on too much water. But trust and believe I know there are some that will easily dump you out your boat, see you waving your hands for help and act like they don't even see you. SHAMEFUL!
Perhaps in the foreseeable future all this will be a distant figment of my imagination. I'm determined to make it to the shore ......ONE day.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Friends.....How many of us have them?
Friends......
Friends are people that are down with you through the thick and thin from beginning to end and all things in between. They support you, love you and challenge you (healthy challenges of course). They applaud your successes and help you through your defeats. They laugh with you, cry with you and encourage you. They are your rock...your angels here on earth.
I have to be careful how I write this because I'm not here to step on toes or expose, but rather enlighten and tell you what friendship means to me. I have a very small circle of FRIENDS. I know people, quite a few people actually, but I can't necessarily place them in the friend category. Friendship to me is sacred. It takes a lot for me to open up to someone, so when I do, I give of myself totally and completely. My friends get the unadulterated me. The one that doesn't always have on a cape and appears to be invincible, because unlike Karyn White...I'm not your superwoman. I'm human and I crumble just like everyone else but not everyone gets to be privy to that. My friends are the ones that I share my secrets, my fears, my heartaches, headaches and DRAMA. The one's I call when I want to have an all out "BitchFest" and give me something to laugh about. Even the strongest of people need someone to be their strength now and again.
Friendship is key to any relationship....Whodini sang about it, hence the title of this post..."Friends...how many of us have them? Friends...the ones we can DEPEND on? "....the bible speaks about calling a friend someone who sticks closer than a brother...now that's deep when you think about it because your blood relatives are supposed to be the strongest, tightest bond you could ever have (but that's not always the case). The dictionary defines a friend as a person that is attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard a supporter and person who gives assistance.I think I encompass those things, however in order to have friends you must first show yourself FRIENDLY. Now there's the catch for me, I'm not always friendly. Matter of fact, I can be down right rude and obnoxious. But when the RAM in me subsides and I put my horns away, I'm as harmless as a pussy cat. Some people though were never made to have friends or be friends. I don't fault them, they just don't know how to or are too selfish to want to learn.....how dreadful.
Most of my friends I know for long periods of time. I meet people and we usually remain pretty tight. I rarely fall out with people and people rarely fall out with me. It's happened though and that's cool. We fulfilled our time and season in each other's lives and moved on. Some of my friends live far away and I don't get to spend time with them very often or communicate with them like I should. But , I assume they know where they stand. When we get around each other though, it's all love.
My best friend and I have known each other since I was 5 and she was 3....we are both in our mid 30's now and the love I have for her is deep. She is the one that has taught me what friendship is all about. We don't have a perfect friendship, I don't think that exists, but we're damn near close to it. Don't put us in a room together and not expect to laugh your head off or shake your head at our antics. It's a genuine friendship, one in which we don't have to talk everyday (but we usually do, through some communication device), where we can allow others to experience a piece of the friendship we share and not get jealous about it ( I do have the best friend title on lock and I'll fight anybody for it, I don't care who it is...LOL, just kidding....kind of...no I am , I am , I am...kidding that is). We can agree to disagree on a subject, express our thoughts/feelings and move on. We can be silent in a room and watch a TV show (like "The Wire:" series on DVD). We can use "BFF Eyes:" ...want me to tell you what that is? That's when you look at each other and know EXACTLY what the other is thinking without saying a word. We can also appreciate our differences without letting it effect our friendship. Seriously? Who would help you at your lowest point, not judging you for a bad decision you've made, but rather willing you to achieve your best by simply offering a place to lay your head , while trying to will your next move into your best move and giving up their house key with a simple "take as long as you need" no questions asked. Now, that's a FRIEND.
The reason that I wanted to blog about this subject is that I'm slowly beginning to realize, that as I get older, I've noticed that the "FRIEND" rules have changed. I blame it on social networking, making us lazy in the way we communicate. We nonchalantly send text messages, emails, tweets, FB statuses and wall posts. I think I've become immune to the telephone. I don't like talking on it, not as much as I used to. I find myself rushing off the phone...why? No clue. Some things I feel warrant phone calls, though. I also notice that we drift off into the everyday hustle and bustle of our lives and get caught up in what we're doing that we kind of let the people near and dear to us wander off to the wayside. Also, we get in our feelings and make up stuff in our minds to make us not want to reach out to people. Have you ever gotten mad at someone and forget the whole reason of what you're mad about? Yep....been there. That means it was silly and nothing to fret over in the first dayum place. We do have to remember though that old adage that says "tomorrow is not promised" and in this day and age, that is becoming more and more evident. Look at the loss of great people in recent months. I've lost two great friends to death, at such young ages and both times I was in other parts of the country. That makes me sad, so very sad..... I also feel most things we fret about are results of MISCOMMUNICATION. "He Say, She Say"....but what exactly did "I" say? Hmmmm....think about it. This is an area that I need to work on. Not so much the assumption of things, I rarely assume, I just let things play themselves out.....and they play themselves the way they are meant to be...the part I need to work on is the going in my cocoon and being comfortable there. Believe me, I know about alone time...and ME time...and periods of being selfish, I've been there, but the thing about it is, you have to come out of it and when you do, you're going to be looking for your friends...you know the one's that understood why you disappeared in the first place, so don't push them too far away.
One thing I'm notorious for is cutting people off and not batting an eye. It's not because I don't have feelings, because I do. I just don't dwell...If someone doesn't like me, or no longer wants to be around me...to each his/her/their own. Am I going to evaluate what I've done and wonder why? Don't wait on it....is that rude? Perhaps...but I have my OWN issues to worry about. Worrying about whether or not someone talks to me, when I know I've done nothing wrong and said person has never communicated to ME the wrong I've done...why should I worry about it? It most definitely is water under London's bridge honey.......take note: The issue clearly lies with YOU. I come from the land of K.I. M...."Keep It Moving"....one monkey doesn't stop a show, but they sure do make it entertaining! LOL
Let us not forget that friendship is a two way street. It takes both parties willing to make it work. I call you, you call me. I text you, you text me. I email you, you email me back....it's not one person giving all and the other just floating along for the ride, not putting forth any effort. That's baggage...and I'm no bag lady. I've met people that have taken advantage of me...well, ,maybe they didn't but it sure felt that way. Not taking advantage of my kindness, but more so of my time, my support, my willingness to hear about DRAMA...their drama..not mine. You know the two way street thing. What I've also learned is that as long as you are supporting and down for people and what THEY want to do..they are all in. When you stop....they are ghost (like Casper....but even he was friendly).
I guess the short of it is simple. ..BE THE FRIEND THAT YOU WANT OTHER'S TO BE TO YOU. Especially females, because we can be catty. In other words, follow your own lead. We can only blame so much on PMS, astrological signs and pre-menopause/menopause.
I'm OUT....like a light when you leave the room
Until~
Friends are people that are down with you through the thick and thin from beginning to end and all things in between. They support you, love you and challenge you (healthy challenges of course). They applaud your successes and help you through your defeats. They laugh with you, cry with you and encourage you. They are your rock...your angels here on earth.
I have to be careful how I write this because I'm not here to step on toes or expose, but rather enlighten and tell you what friendship means to me. I have a very small circle of FRIENDS. I know people, quite a few people actually, but I can't necessarily place them in the friend category. Friendship to me is sacred. It takes a lot for me to open up to someone, so when I do, I give of myself totally and completely. My friends get the unadulterated me. The one that doesn't always have on a cape and appears to be invincible, because unlike Karyn White...I'm not your superwoman. I'm human and I crumble just like everyone else but not everyone gets to be privy to that. My friends are the ones that I share my secrets, my fears, my heartaches, headaches and DRAMA. The one's I call when I want to have an all out "BitchFest" and give me something to laugh about. Even the strongest of people need someone to be their strength now and again.
Friendship is key to any relationship....Whodini sang about it, hence the title of this post..."Friends...how many of us have them? Friends...the ones we can DEPEND on? "....the bible speaks about calling a friend someone who sticks closer than a brother...now that's deep when you think about it because your blood relatives are supposed to be the strongest, tightest bond you could ever have (but that's not always the case). The dictionary defines a friend as a person that is attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard a supporter and person who gives assistance.I think I encompass those things, however in order to have friends you must first show yourself FRIENDLY. Now there's the catch for me, I'm not always friendly. Matter of fact, I can be down right rude and obnoxious. But when the RAM in me subsides and I put my horns away, I'm as harmless as a pussy cat. Some people though were never made to have friends or be friends. I don't fault them, they just don't know how to or are too selfish to want to learn.....how dreadful.
Most of my friends I know for long periods of time. I meet people and we usually remain pretty tight. I rarely fall out with people and people rarely fall out with me. It's happened though and that's cool. We fulfilled our time and season in each other's lives and moved on. Some of my friends live far away and I don't get to spend time with them very often or communicate with them like I should. But , I assume they know where they stand. When we get around each other though, it's all love.
My best friend and I have known each other since I was 5 and she was 3....we are both in our mid 30's now and the love I have for her is deep. She is the one that has taught me what friendship is all about. We don't have a perfect friendship, I don't think that exists, but we're damn near close to it. Don't put us in a room together and not expect to laugh your head off or shake your head at our antics. It's a genuine friendship, one in which we don't have to talk everyday (but we usually do, through some communication device), where we can allow others to experience a piece of the friendship we share and not get jealous about it ( I do have the best friend title on lock and I'll fight anybody for it, I don't care who it is...LOL, just kidding....kind of...no I am , I am , I am...kidding that is). We can agree to disagree on a subject, express our thoughts/feelings and move on. We can be silent in a room and watch a TV show (like "The Wire:" series on DVD). We can use "BFF Eyes:" ...want me to tell you what that is? That's when you look at each other and know EXACTLY what the other is thinking without saying a word. We can also appreciate our differences without letting it effect our friendship. Seriously? Who would help you at your lowest point, not judging you for a bad decision you've made, but rather willing you to achieve your best by simply offering a place to lay your head , while trying to will your next move into your best move and giving up their house key with a simple "take as long as you need" no questions asked. Now, that's a FRIEND.
The reason that I wanted to blog about this subject is that I'm slowly beginning to realize, that as I get older, I've noticed that the "FRIEND" rules have changed. I blame it on social networking, making us lazy in the way we communicate. We nonchalantly send text messages, emails, tweets, FB statuses and wall posts. I think I've become immune to the telephone. I don't like talking on it, not as much as I used to. I find myself rushing off the phone...why? No clue. Some things I feel warrant phone calls, though. I also notice that we drift off into the everyday hustle and bustle of our lives and get caught up in what we're doing that we kind of let the people near and dear to us wander off to the wayside. Also, we get in our feelings and make up stuff in our minds to make us not want to reach out to people. Have you ever gotten mad at someone and forget the whole reason of what you're mad about? Yep....been there. That means it was silly and nothing to fret over in the first dayum place. We do have to remember though that old adage that says "tomorrow is not promised" and in this day and age, that is becoming more and more evident. Look at the loss of great people in recent months. I've lost two great friends to death, at such young ages and both times I was in other parts of the country. That makes me sad, so very sad..... I also feel most things we fret about are results of MISCOMMUNICATION. "He Say, She Say"....but what exactly did "I" say? Hmmmm....think about it. This is an area that I need to work on. Not so much the assumption of things, I rarely assume, I just let things play themselves out.....and they play themselves the way they are meant to be...the part I need to work on is the going in my cocoon and being comfortable there. Believe me, I know about alone time...and ME time...and periods of being selfish, I've been there, but the thing about it is, you have to come out of it and when you do, you're going to be looking for your friends...you know the one's that understood why you disappeared in the first place, so don't push them too far away.
One thing I'm notorious for is cutting people off and not batting an eye. It's not because I don't have feelings, because I do. I just don't dwell...If someone doesn't like me, or no longer wants to be around me...to each his/her/their own. Am I going to evaluate what I've done and wonder why? Don't wait on it....is that rude? Perhaps...but I have my OWN issues to worry about. Worrying about whether or not someone talks to me, when I know I've done nothing wrong and said person has never communicated to ME the wrong I've done...why should I worry about it? It most definitely is water under London's bridge honey.......take note: The issue clearly lies with YOU. I come from the land of K.I. M...."Keep It Moving"....one monkey doesn't stop a show, but they sure do make it entertaining! LOL
Let us not forget that friendship is a two way street. It takes both parties willing to make it work. I call you, you call me. I text you, you text me. I email you, you email me back....it's not one person giving all and the other just floating along for the ride, not putting forth any effort. That's baggage...and I'm no bag lady. I've met people that have taken advantage of me...well, ,maybe they didn't but it sure felt that way. Not taking advantage of my kindness, but more so of my time, my support, my willingness to hear about DRAMA...their drama..not mine. You know the two way street thing. What I've also learned is that as long as you are supporting and down for people and what THEY want to do..they are all in. When you stop....they are ghost (like Casper....but even he was friendly).
I guess the short of it is simple. ..BE THE FRIEND THAT YOU WANT OTHER'S TO BE TO YOU. Especially females, because we can be catty. In other words, follow your own lead. We can only blame so much on PMS, astrological signs and pre-menopause/menopause.
I'm OUT....like a light when you leave the room
Until~
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
The Rundown
There's a lot going on in my world. From being totally devasted by this whole Trayvon Martin travesty of a situation to completing (and sticking to) this 24 day cleanse and restore challenge. Not to mention being brought up on charges of "blog abandonment" (does that exist tho?)....
Let's start with the circus that has become the Trayvon Martin case. If you do not know what I'm talking about then perhaps you should stop living under a rock, turn on the news, ride a twitter wave or a facebook status and catch up. To summarize...Trayvon Martin was the young man killed in Sanford, FL by an armed "Neighborhood Watch", twice his size whom claims he felt "threatened" and was "beaten up" by said victim. The kicker? Trayvon is dead and the bama is still walking free. Now, no matter how many times I hear the story, how many different ways it's told, the bottom line is a homicide took place and there was not an arrest made and still HAS not been an arrest made. Ok. let me stop talking about it (as my blood pressure rises).
Another thing I wanted to touch on was RSVP's.....so, this is not a slight to anyone in particular, but I feel like RSVP'ing has gone out of the window. When an invitation is extended, usually it's courteous to send a response. Whether that response is "Yay" or "Nay", whether you think you can, or you think you can't ...Reply (That is ALL)...
Now, let's get to the good stuff. I, for the first time in my life, started something and finished it!!! YAY ME. That is a tremendous feat considering I am more "fickle than a pickle". I took the challenge of a 10 day cleanse and 14 day probiotic restore that demanded that I eat "Clean" (clean meeans not eating anything remotely good, with flavor, well, slight flavor). But I did it. I drank tons of water, took the required herbal supplements, ate salads, tuna, grilled chicken, salmon, tilapia, brown rice and had no sugar, sweets, junk food, fast food or anything and got with the gym at least 3 times a week and let me tell you, I feel GREAT! I think I have lost mass, this is just the beginning though. I'm sticking to it, because I have caught a glimpse of the skinn-ty girl that I once was and the diva is trying to come back, w/ a vengence! The main reason why I did it was because I was starting to feel unhealthly (there goes one of my made up words) FAT. Knees and feet were hurting, I was getting out of breath (and I had the nerve to live on the 3rd floor) and just always tired and miserable. I tried something called advocare (shameless plug time) of which was introduced to me by my boy Aaron. It's not bad....and if you want to clean your system out, holler at him! Yes, it costs...and you can do the same things for free, but I had to get something that would jumpstart and motivate me and I'm just that!!!
Lastly, the 37th birthday is on the horizon. No hoopla, no countdown, no plans, no man, no date, not much of anything, but I'm alive....I'm healthy, I have my FRIENDS, my big little dude and I'm blessed. God is good, don't you forget it! With so many people not living to see another day, I'm thankful for every day, every minute. I have my moments, I can't say I never complain because I do, but I find the strength to carry on because I cry out JESUS. I may not always do the right thing, or say the right thing, but HE's never left me...I could run right now...things could be better, they will get better and they're on the way to being better.
Take that!!! A tic tock and ya don't stop~
Peace, we out!
Let's start with the circus that has become the Trayvon Martin case. If you do not know what I'm talking about then perhaps you should stop living under a rock, turn on the news, ride a twitter wave or a facebook status and catch up. To summarize...Trayvon Martin was the young man killed in Sanford, FL by an armed "Neighborhood Watch", twice his size whom claims he felt "threatened" and was "beaten up" by said victim. The kicker? Trayvon is dead and the bama is still walking free. Now, no matter how many times I hear the story, how many different ways it's told, the bottom line is a homicide took place and there was not an arrest made and still HAS not been an arrest made. Ok. let me stop talking about it (as my blood pressure rises).
Another thing I wanted to touch on was RSVP's.....so, this is not a slight to anyone in particular, but I feel like RSVP'ing has gone out of the window. When an invitation is extended, usually it's courteous to send a response. Whether that response is "Yay" or "Nay", whether you think you can, or you think you can't ...Reply (That is ALL)...
Now, let's get to the good stuff. I, for the first time in my life, started something and finished it!!! YAY ME. That is a tremendous feat considering I am more "fickle than a pickle". I took the challenge of a 10 day cleanse and 14 day probiotic restore that demanded that I eat "Clean" (clean meeans not eating anything remotely good, with flavor, well, slight flavor). But I did it. I drank tons of water, took the required herbal supplements, ate salads, tuna, grilled chicken, salmon, tilapia, brown rice and had no sugar, sweets, junk food, fast food or anything and got with the gym at least 3 times a week and let me tell you, I feel GREAT! I think I have lost mass, this is just the beginning though. I'm sticking to it, because I have caught a glimpse of the skinn-ty girl that I once was and the diva is trying to come back, w/ a vengence! The main reason why I did it was because I was starting to feel unhealthly (there goes one of my made up words) FAT. Knees and feet were hurting, I was getting out of breath (and I had the nerve to live on the 3rd floor) and just always tired and miserable. I tried something called advocare (shameless plug time) of which was introduced to me by my boy Aaron. It's not bad....and if you want to clean your system out, holler at him! Yes, it costs...and you can do the same things for free, but I had to get something that would jumpstart and motivate me and I'm just that!!!
Lastly, the 37th birthday is on the horizon. No hoopla, no countdown, no plans, no man, no date, not much of anything, but I'm alive....I'm healthy, I have my FRIENDS, my big little dude and I'm blessed. God is good, don't you forget it! With so many people not living to see another day, I'm thankful for every day, every minute. I have my moments, I can't say I never complain because I do, but I find the strength to carry on because I cry out JESUS. I may not always do the right thing, or say the right thing, but HE's never left me...I could run right now...things could be better, they will get better and they're on the way to being better.
Take that!!! A tic tock and ya don't stop~
Peace, we out!
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Spring Forward........
I felt the need to blog. Not for any reason in particular, just because it's almost the start of a new season and I felt like bloggin'. Well actually, it is the start of March Madness and a little less than 30 days out from.......OMG....the BIRTHDAY! Usually I plan to my little heart's content, but I'm just not feelin' it. This is the second year that I've felt this way...either it's because I'm nearing 40 (whew chile) or my dream of having a DATE with a MAN to my favorite restaurant has yet to come true. Like, how hard is that....obviously..HARD! UGH LOL
Because the birthday is imminent what better time to work on this here body but the present. Sooooo, I decided to partake in this 24 day challenge which begins with a 10 day cleanse. Day 1 is in the books and I'm off to a great start. I ate clean, took a walk (which involved a hill....man, me and that hill almost had it out, but I would have looked kinda crazy out there arguing with the sidewalk on Prince William Parkway) and followed all the instructions. Wasn't as hard as I thought it would be actually. I feel pretty good to tell you the truth. GO ME!
I took a before picture and shared it with my BFF. Only her though, y'all don't need to see all that. Let me tell you why I love my BFF, sooooo I text her two pictures, a side view and a front view. Her response " OH HEEEEEEYYYY!" See, you need you some good friends. I love my BFF, I have known her all my life. She is the best. So supportive, in everything I do...and I do a lot. Sometimes, a little too much, but you know what, she's right there, every freekin' step of the way. LOVE HER!!!
Tomorrow may be somewhat of a challenge. You see my desk cubby is like a mini mart. I have snacks for days. I'm just going to have to hide them. Better yet, I have self control...I'm going to get through this, because I want to see the final result. Oooh honey........I'm gonna think I'm fine or sumthin! Get it stuff!!!
It's daylight savings time and I'm going to be discombobulated for a day or two until my body gets into the flow of ...wait, did we gain or lose an hour? Either way, there's more daylight and I'm sised! I love longer periods of sunshine/daylight. Hate coming home from work in the dark and now that's a thing of the past at least until FALL.. Oooh Yea *(in my Jodeci voice).*
Well, that's all I have to share for now...actually, there's one more thing. My dude, my son, my pride and joy received a nomination to participate in the Junior National Young Leader's Conference in Washington, DC this summer. (shameless plug). So if you're reading this and are a facebook friend or would like to support him on this great accomplishment, hit me up and send a donation. I hate asking people for money....but quite frankly, donations is the only way he'll get there! "Preciate You!
Until we blog again......
I'll HOLLA~
Because the birthday is imminent what better time to work on this here body but the present. Sooooo, I decided to partake in this 24 day challenge which begins with a 10 day cleanse. Day 1 is in the books and I'm off to a great start. I ate clean, took a walk (which involved a hill....man, me and that hill almost had it out, but I would have looked kinda crazy out there arguing with the sidewalk on Prince William Parkway) and followed all the instructions. Wasn't as hard as I thought it would be actually. I feel pretty good to tell you the truth. GO ME!
I took a before picture and shared it with my BFF. Only her though, y'all don't need to see all that. Let me tell you why I love my BFF, sooooo I text her two pictures, a side view and a front view. Her response " OH HEEEEEEYYYY!" See, you need you some good friends. I love my BFF, I have known her all my life. She is the best. So supportive, in everything I do...and I do a lot. Sometimes, a little too much, but you know what, she's right there, every freekin' step of the way. LOVE HER!!!
Tomorrow may be somewhat of a challenge. You see my desk cubby is like a mini mart. I have snacks for days. I'm just going to have to hide them. Better yet, I have self control...I'm going to get through this, because I want to see the final result. Oooh honey........I'm gonna think I'm fine or sumthin! Get it stuff!!!
It's daylight savings time and I'm going to be discombobulated for a day or two until my body gets into the flow of ...wait, did we gain or lose an hour? Either way, there's more daylight and I'm sised! I love longer periods of sunshine/daylight. Hate coming home from work in the dark and now that's a thing of the past at least until FALL.. Oooh Yea *(in my Jodeci voice).*
Well, that's all I have to share for now...actually, there's one more thing. My dude, my son, my pride and joy received a nomination to participate in the Junior National Young Leader's Conference in Washington, DC this summer. (shameless plug). So if you're reading this and are a facebook friend or would like to support him on this great accomplishment, hit me up and send a donation. I hate asking people for money....but quite frankly, donations is the only way he'll get there! "Preciate You!
Until we blog again......
I'll HOLLA~
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
CIAA......the recap
Sooo this past weekend I was indoctrinated into the CIAA hall of fame. Not really but it sounds good....I did, however, attend the CIAA tournament for the first time, which if you knew how long I've been trying to get there you would understand why this is so EPIC! For those that are reading and have no idea what CIAA is, it's the NCAA Division II conference of historically African-American institutions. In short...a basketball tournament for HBCU's.
Anyhoo, let's begin. Soooo, it must have been right after VSU homecoming last year that the plans for attending CIAA went into motion...hotel was booked (we stayed 15 minutes from downtown in this cute little town called Huntersville) and car rental was reserved. See, when trip plans are in motion....they are in motion.
The journey...we departed before the butt crack of dawn to make it to Charlotte at a decent hour because somebody I know ( who shall remain nameless) purchased their day party ticket from a second hand vendor and had to go to some off the wall place to pick it up (ummm, where was will call). Also, we had a third rider whom had to find their peeps in the throngs of noonday madness in downtown Charlotte. Said person also had to find a way to get their ticket because they literally procured there's on the drive down (OYE VEY!) Nevertheless, everybody got ticketed and all was right with the world. One thing that I figured out quickly is that traffic is universal. Doesn't matter where you are, what you're doing..it's always there.
So, after the red hunt for day party tickets we go back (15 mins. ) to the hotel to check-in, freshen up and change clothes and hit the road back to Charlotte for party number #1. Let me tell you something....if you have never had the opportunity to party with the "Legends Of Troy" you need to do so...quickly. They crank a party like.....well, I just can't explain it, you just have to be there. Remember Lorenzo "Ice-T" Thomas?...Yea, those are his people.... anyhoo, we straight partied in the day time like it was night time. I mean.....Yea.
Sooo, after leaving the day party, we had to venture back to the hotel to get ready for the night party (mind you, this is still day one and I have been awake since 2 am and by this time it's almost 6pm, do the math, add the cranky). So, we get back to the hotel area and go find something to eat. Bojangles it was. We also hit the alphabet store because they were trying to rob me while I was purchasing my adult beverages. Got back to the room and tried to catch a nap...which didn't work out very well. Sooo, we got our tired selves together so we can head back to Charlotte to see none other than Doug E. Fresh....let me tell you a little something about Doug E. Fresh. I got a thing for Doug E. and have bought tickets...on three different occasions and never..I repeat....NEVER saw the man (either bad promoters or lack of ticket sales). So I was a little amped.....until we got to the venue. See, the Doug E. Fresh party was at the Omni Hotel. The Omni hotel is HUGE. The crowd was YOUNG, DRUNK and RUDE...but, guess what? Doug E. was there...how disappointed was I when this dude came out and said he wanted us to make a Soul Train line in honor of Don Cornelius #RIP. Ummmm, say what now Mr. Doug E.? I am not here for the Soul Train line, that's my cue to leave....I can't believe I saw Doug E. Fresh though and he didn't give me any human beat box. So blown........well, as we were leaving the hotel we saw the monsoon outside. Deja Vu? (reminiscent of a time we went to DC Live and left the club and it was raining buckets) It was raining buckets and we had a loooooong walk to the car. But, shout out to the job that gave me a waterproof jacket! LOL. Finally made it back to the car and headed back to the hotel, I think I may have fallen asleep, but can you blame me? I was awake for a solid 24 hours!!!
Saturday morning I ventured over to see my Mom (S/O to Statesville NC). It was good to see her and although the visit was short, I wouldn't have felt right being so close to her and not stopping by. We really didn't have any plans for Saturday during the day anyway, but guess where we ended up? At a day party with EU and Suttle Thoughts. Okay, so most of you know I rep Cali (Wesssside), but I also rep the #DMV, not the place where you get your license, but DC, MURLAND (Maryland) and VA (Virginia). Well, DC is the land of the homegrown GO-GO music. GO-GO gives me alllllll the LIFE. I danced so hard for a multitude of hours and had the best of times. I don't know what it is about me and GO-GO, but once they hit that pocket.....it's a done deal. So, EU set the stage and while we were waiting for Suttle Thoughts to set-up we noticed the element and atmosphere was changing. We saw so many camel toes and catsuits, leggings and lacefronts, bright hair and bright clothes,....I mean...where exactly were we?(NO SHADE) I won't even mention that a few times I thought I was catching contact....oh, I just mentioned it!
You're probably reading this and thinking...nothing about any of this sounds like a basketball event. Guess what? You're right...maybe next time I'll tackle getting tickets to the actual game because I hear that is where the real fun is.
By Saturday night I can't even begin to explain how exhausted I was. I laid down and it took me awhile to get back up! Nonetheless, we ventured out one last time. We were supposed to be heading back to Charlotte to a Pretty/Nasty party (Kappa's and Que's, because you know how much I love Omega Psi Phi), but we didn't make it. We did however, venture out to a house party hosted by a Que, which was nice...ohhhh and I forgot to mention that at the Legends of Troy day party some bruhs set it OWT ( I don't know why, but that makes me excited LOL) I have issues.....
Well, we woke up Saturday morning, checked out and hit the road. All in all, it was a fun weekend and I made it back in one piece to blog about it.
I really want to move to NC, but that's another blog.
Until the next time.........
Anyhoo, let's begin. Soooo, it must have been right after VSU homecoming last year that the plans for attending CIAA went into motion...hotel was booked (we stayed 15 minutes from downtown in this cute little town called Huntersville) and car rental was reserved. See, when trip plans are in motion....they are in motion.
The journey...we departed before the butt crack of dawn to make it to Charlotte at a decent hour because somebody I know ( who shall remain nameless) purchased their day party ticket from a second hand vendor and had to go to some off the wall place to pick it up (ummm, where was will call). Also, we had a third rider whom had to find their peeps in the throngs of noonday madness in downtown Charlotte. Said person also had to find a way to get their ticket because they literally procured there's on the drive down (OYE VEY!) Nevertheless, everybody got ticketed and all was right with the world. One thing that I figured out quickly is that traffic is universal. Doesn't matter where you are, what you're doing..it's always there.
Sooo, after leaving the day party, we had to venture back to the hotel to get ready for the night party (mind you, this is still day one and I have been awake since 2 am and by this time it's almost 6pm, do the math, add the cranky). So, we get back to the hotel area and go find something to eat. Bojangles it was. We also hit the alphabet store because they were trying to rob me while I was purchasing my adult beverages. Got back to the room and tried to catch a nap...which didn't work out very well. Sooo, we got our tired selves together so we can head back to Charlotte to see none other than Doug E. Fresh....let me tell you a little something about Doug E. Fresh. I got a thing for Doug E. and have bought tickets...on three different occasions and never..I repeat....NEVER saw the man (either bad promoters or lack of ticket sales). So I was a little amped.....until we got to the venue. See, the Doug E. Fresh party was at the Omni Hotel. The Omni hotel is HUGE. The crowd was YOUNG, DRUNK and RUDE...but, guess what? Doug E. was there...how disappointed was I when this dude came out and said he wanted us to make a Soul Train line in honor of Don Cornelius #RIP. Ummmm, say what now Mr. Doug E.? I am not here for the Soul Train line, that's my cue to leave....I can't believe I saw Doug E. Fresh though and he didn't give me any human beat box. So blown........well, as we were leaving the hotel we saw the monsoon outside. Deja Vu? (reminiscent of a time we went to DC Live and left the club and it was raining buckets) It was raining buckets and we had a loooooong walk to the car. But, shout out to the job that gave me a waterproof jacket! LOL. Finally made it back to the car and headed back to the hotel, I think I may have fallen asleep, but can you blame me? I was awake for a solid 24 hours!!!
Saturday morning I ventured over to see my Mom (S/O to Statesville NC). It was good to see her and although the visit was short, I wouldn't have felt right being so close to her and not stopping by. We really didn't have any plans for Saturday during the day anyway, but guess where we ended up? At a day party with EU and Suttle Thoughts. Okay, so most of you know I rep Cali (Wesssside), but I also rep the #DMV, not the place where you get your license, but DC, MURLAND (Maryland) and VA (Virginia). Well, DC is the land of the homegrown GO-GO music. GO-GO gives me alllllll the LIFE. I danced so hard for a multitude of hours and had the best of times. I don't know what it is about me and GO-GO, but once they hit that pocket.....it's a done deal. So, EU set the stage and while we were waiting for Suttle Thoughts to set-up we noticed the element and atmosphere was changing. We saw so many camel toes and catsuits, leggings and lacefronts, bright hair and bright clothes,....I mean...where exactly were we?(NO SHADE) I won't even mention that a few times I thought I was catching contact....oh, I just mentioned it!
You're probably reading this and thinking...nothing about any of this sounds like a basketball event. Guess what? You're right...maybe next time I'll tackle getting tickets to the actual game because I hear that is where the real fun is.
By Saturday night I can't even begin to explain how exhausted I was. I laid down and it took me awhile to get back up! Nonetheless, we ventured out one last time. We were supposed to be heading back to Charlotte to a Pretty/Nasty party (Kappa's and Que's, because you know how much I love Omega Psi Phi), but we didn't make it. We did however, venture out to a house party hosted by a Que, which was nice...ohhhh and I forgot to mention that at the Legends of Troy day party some bruhs set it OWT ( I don't know why, but that makes me excited LOL) I have issues.....
Well, we woke up Saturday morning, checked out and hit the road. All in all, it was a fun weekend and I made it back in one piece to blog about it.
I really want to move to NC, but that's another blog.
Until the next time.........
Sunday, February 26, 2012
The Randomness......
Clearly I wanted to be more dedicated to blogging than my life has allowed. If you've been waiting for the next excerpt, I apologize....since I have a few moments, I'd like to say a few things...like to hear it, here it go....
First, I must pay homage and respect to one of my favorite entertainers, Whitney Houston #RIP. I sat in disbelief on my couch when I read the news. I'm still having trouble wrapping my head around it. My prayer is that she made peace with God and transitioned to a better place. The world can be so hateful and cruel sometimes, even at the most inopportune moments. Sometimes I wish we could send direct haterade to the media. I know they try to do their jobs, but most of the time it's overkill and inappropriate. Me and Whitney have been through some things, not literally, but you know what I mean. Her voice was so melodic and angelic and I'm thankful for the opportunity to hear her instrument. Prior to her passing we were just getting over the fact that Don Cornelius was gone too soon. He too was iconic in my childhood. "Soul Train" was a Saturday staple in my household. Who didn't get down with the hippest trip in America? A platform for so many artists... I remember seeing him on a recent episode of "UnSung" w/Full Force and thinking " Don's still kickin". Just goes to show, you never know what a person's going through or what demons they're fighting.
Much respect.....Rest In Paradise
Speaking of paradise...I'm on way to CIAA next weekend. For those that don't know what that is, I heard it's like "Chocolate Euphoria". Needless to say I'm really looking forward to it, because a sista could use a break, even if it's only for a day or two. Something to break the mundane monotony of everyday life. I'm pretty sure I'll need to dedicate a whole entire blog post CIAA so stay tuned for that.
Let's talk about this crazy weather. We haven't really had much of a winter, very little snow of which I'm not mad.....at all. Matter of fact if March 20th rolls around and we enter into spring without anymore traces of snow, I will be happy. Temps last week were in the 70's. I saw a bee....a freekin' bee! But you know what? I think the bee was confused because it was flying in a circle. Poor bee...I'm ready to retire the coats. I'm not a coat chick. They get in the way......How can you be cute with a coat on? Granted they make cute coats, but I'm cool just walking out the door with my keys and purse sans a big, bulky, worrisome coat.
Can we discuss reality TV? Am I the only one that is addicted to it? It seems there's reality shows for everything these days. Have you checked out "Lizard Lick Towing"....OMG...see what I mean? Who knew some back yard repo towing company in NC could be so entertaining. Pure comedy....check it out. I really try to understand who's reality these reality shows are portraying though. On most of the shows centered around women, there's a lot of eating, shopping and fighting. Rarely do you see anyone going to work. I mean...that's my reality. I guess that would be kind of boring though. Who would want to see me waking up at 5:45am, showering, getting in the car to travel 45 minutes to work, to sit at a desk all day, to get back in the car to drive 45 minutes home, to enter the PUBERTY chronicles that await me, cook dinner, check homework, get the kid showered, to probably log back in to do some work, watch a little TV and then go to bed...yea, that sounds boring. Oh well, I guess I'll continue to indulge in watching people who think that they're mother-effin' factors and boo boo's and socialites (with criminal records.......yes, that was SHADE). I mean really...but if we're watching, they're getting paid I guess.TV as a whole is missing me these days....I usually just watch re-runs of Martin and Jamie Foxx on Centric and TvOne. I pay all this money for cable only for them to play the same movies over and over and over and over and over..........did I say over?
I think the last thing I want to talk about is the All-Star Game. Did anyone watch it? OMG...it was like watching paint dry. The most entertaining part was Kevin Hart in the Celebrity All-Star game. The slam dunk contest sucked....I mean...first of all....who were the contestants? Jumping over a motorcycle? Doing a 360...granted I can do none of these things, but I'm staying awake to watch you do SOMETHING and all you can give me is some wack dunks? Really? I did enjoy seeing Kevin Durant and Rajon Rondo in the skills competition and the three point shoot out. Somebody explain to me why damn near every grown man had those Run DMC glasses on. Are they making a comeback or something? And the leather jackets....I mean....but I guess that's fashion. What do I know....
This has been B. Angie Ang....on your blog dial....over and OUT!
First, I must pay homage and respect to one of my favorite entertainers, Whitney Houston #RIP. I sat in disbelief on my couch when I read the news. I'm still having trouble wrapping my head around it. My prayer is that she made peace with God and transitioned to a better place. The world can be so hateful and cruel sometimes, even at the most inopportune moments. Sometimes I wish we could send direct haterade to the media. I know they try to do their jobs, but most of the time it's overkill and inappropriate. Me and Whitney have been through some things, not literally, but you know what I mean. Her voice was so melodic and angelic and I'm thankful for the opportunity to hear her instrument. Prior to her passing we were just getting over the fact that Don Cornelius was gone too soon. He too was iconic in my childhood. "Soul Train" was a Saturday staple in my household. Who didn't get down with the hippest trip in America? A platform for so many artists... I remember seeing him on a recent episode of "UnSung" w/Full Force and thinking " Don's still kickin". Just goes to show, you never know what a person's going through or what demons they're fighting.
Much respect.....Rest In Paradise
Speaking of paradise...I'm on way to CIAA next weekend. For those that don't know what that is, I heard it's like "Chocolate Euphoria". Needless to say I'm really looking forward to it, because a sista could use a break, even if it's only for a day or two. Something to break the mundane monotony of everyday life. I'm pretty sure I'll need to dedicate a whole entire blog post CIAA so stay tuned for that.
Let's talk about this crazy weather. We haven't really had much of a winter, very little snow of which I'm not mad.....at all. Matter of fact if March 20th rolls around and we enter into spring without anymore traces of snow, I will be happy. Temps last week were in the 70's. I saw a bee....a freekin' bee! But you know what? I think the bee was confused because it was flying in a circle. Poor bee...I'm ready to retire the coats. I'm not a coat chick. They get in the way......How can you be cute with a coat on? Granted they make cute coats, but I'm cool just walking out the door with my keys and purse sans a big, bulky, worrisome coat.
Can we discuss reality TV? Am I the only one that is addicted to it? It seems there's reality shows for everything these days. Have you checked out "Lizard Lick Towing"....OMG...see what I mean? Who knew some back yard repo towing company in NC could be so entertaining. Pure comedy....check it out. I really try to understand who's reality these reality shows are portraying though. On most of the shows centered around women, there's a lot of eating, shopping and fighting. Rarely do you see anyone going to work. I mean...that's my reality. I guess that would be kind of boring though. Who would want to see me waking up at 5:45am, showering, getting in the car to travel 45 minutes to work, to sit at a desk all day, to get back in the car to drive 45 minutes home, to enter the PUBERTY chronicles that await me, cook dinner, check homework, get the kid showered, to probably log back in to do some work, watch a little TV and then go to bed...yea, that sounds boring. Oh well, I guess I'll continue to indulge in watching people who think that they're mother-effin' factors and boo boo's and socialites (with criminal records.......yes, that was SHADE). I mean really...but if we're watching, they're getting paid I guess.TV as a whole is missing me these days....I usually just watch re-runs of Martin and Jamie Foxx on Centric and TvOne. I pay all this money for cable only for them to play the same movies over and over and over and over and over..........did I say over?
I think the last thing I want to talk about is the All-Star Game. Did anyone watch it? OMG...it was like watching paint dry. The most entertaining part was Kevin Hart in the Celebrity All-Star game. The slam dunk contest sucked....I mean...first of all....who were the contestants? Jumping over a motorcycle? Doing a 360...granted I can do none of these things, but I'm staying awake to watch you do SOMETHING and all you can give me is some wack dunks? Really? I did enjoy seeing Kevin Durant and Rajon Rondo in the skills competition and the three point shoot out. Somebody explain to me why damn near every grown man had those Run DMC glasses on. Are they making a comeback or something? And the leather jackets....I mean....but I guess that's fashion. What do I know....
This has been B. Angie Ang....on your blog dial....over and OUT!
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
The Valentine's Day Boycott That Never Was....
I wanted so much to boycott this day. Like....I despise Valentine's Day for real. Maybe because I haven't had a Valentine since my Daddy passed. He always made sure I had flowers, candy and the cheesiest card ever. To this day I still have the last card he sent to me 12 years ago(R.I.P Daddy)......he also set the bar for what a man...my man's charachteristics should emulate....( do these type of dudes still exist?) Anyhoo...
What is Valentine's Day really? I mean it's a day where people attempt to show their love and affection for their significant other's, spouses, boo's, etc. by making reservations at restaurants they don't usually frequent, buying flowers they don't usually buy to be delivered at offices and homes, boxes of candy that it takes awhile to eat because you only like maybe 2 or 3 out of the box...but beyond that it's an opportunity to say "I LOVE YOU" to those you care about and hold near and dear to your heart.. While I was trying to jump in my selfish "ME" bag, people all around me were expressing and showing LOVE. I received texts from some of my girls (they always hold me down), saw Facebook posts sending love to everyone around. It made me sit back and think....chick, why are you mad? I really don't think I'm mad...I'm just.........yea, THAT! That thing you can't quite put your hand on or find the words to describe...yea, that's me. I'm not a hater....there's not an ounce of haterade in my blood. I guess I'm just wondering, yet again, when is it going to be my turn....hmmmm.
One thing I do know is that I love me some ME. By loving me, HE will love me too, whomever HE may be..LOL, therefore the Valentine's Boycott has been aborted.
What is Valentine's Day really? I mean it's a day where people attempt to show their love and affection for their significant other's, spouses, boo's, etc. by making reservations at restaurants they don't usually frequent, buying flowers they don't usually buy to be delivered at offices and homes, boxes of candy that it takes awhile to eat because you only like maybe 2 or 3 out of the box...but beyond that it's an opportunity to say "I LOVE YOU" to those you care about and hold near and dear to your heart.. While I was trying to jump in my selfish "ME" bag, people all around me were expressing and showing LOVE. I received texts from some of my girls (they always hold me down), saw Facebook posts sending love to everyone around. It made me sit back and think....chick, why are you mad? I really don't think I'm mad...I'm just.........yea, THAT! That thing you can't quite put your hand on or find the words to describe...yea, that's me. I'm not a hater....there's not an ounce of haterade in my blood. I guess I'm just wondering, yet again, when is it going to be my turn....hmmmm.
One thing I do know is that I love me some ME. By loving me, HE will love me too, whomever HE may be..LOL, therefore the Valentine's Boycott has been aborted.
*Cues the Cupid Shuffle*
Saturday, February 11, 2012
I, Sigh, You, Sigh, We all Sigh....Together
*Sigh*..........I.....Am.......Single..........
I don't think this is a scenerio that just exists with myself. I think it is a collective sigh among many of the single ladies walking this earth. Coming to grips with singlehood has lately become a chore.....maybe even a part-time job in an effort to keep my sanity. I long for a relationship, I long to be loved, I long to feel wanted, I long for affection and I long to not have to do everything by my dayum self! Whew....there I got it out.
For a long time, I was content with being single. I thought it expressed that I was an independent, strong, alpha woman who didn't need anyone or anything..MAN, was I wrong....I do need someone. Not because I'm nothing, because actually I am all that and a fresh bag of chips, but because everybody needs SOMEBODY, not just ANYBODY though. I think that my singleness is becoming more depressing as I am APPROACHING my next birthday, which isn't a milestone birthday, BUT, it's getting close. In two months I will be 37......37 freeking years old....almost 40 *gasp* and I'm .............SINGLE.
Why do I keep harping on being single?.....well, I'm impatient...and I'm anxious....and I can't quite figure out if it's because my Orlando (you know the dude from the movie Diary of A Mad Black Woman) is on his way or if I'm just so ready that I could burst! I think India Arie sang it best "I am ready for love.....WHY, are you running from me?" Like......WHY??? I have had plenty of time to work on me...and I think...no scratch that I KNOW I've come a long way from my H.H.P (Habitual Heaux Period)....don't act like I'm the only one that had one of those. Albeit long ago, like in my late teens, early twenties I did go through a period where I just didn't care. I had no desire to be in a relationship, no desire to settle down.... I was just out sowing my royal oats..... and then.....I become a Mother and my whole outlook changed on a lot of things. Fast forward 11 years and here I sit today.....SINGLE.
Why do I think I'm single? Well, I'm glad you asked.... for one, while I'm completely about a relationship and settling down with my soul mate and best friend, I'm not foolish. I don't tolerate certain things and I just won't. I mean they're not major things but everybody has preferences. I do think that in black relationships though too much focus is placed on materialistic and superficial things. Black men are visual ( a constant observation) so you can be pretty as a picture and can't boil a pot of water, but you'll get a pass. Ok, that's a whole different topic within itself so let me stick to what I'm talking about right now....wait, what was I talking about?...OH! Why am I single? OK....I have a smart a$$ mouth....so I've been told. I'm witty....sue me. Unfortunately, that's something that won't change. It's my personality, it's who I am. I try to turn it off but can't....when I do, I'm no longer me. You can't please everyone and I don't even try......
One of the biggest reasons I believe I'm single is because there are far too many women in the world....I mean there's just too many, especially in DC, MD and VA. What is the ratio now, like 22:1?....what the hell kinda bull crap is that? Men literally have options and we (women) have so few.....once upon a time it was believed that women choose...I just don't think that's valid anymore. Men have far too many choices.....they can pick one for every day of the week, heck at that ratio, every day of the month! So where does that leave me?.......................Still SINGLE
Let me tell you what pisses me off the most about being single......it's when people who are in relationships, marriages or boo'd up say things like..."It's coming".....oh really? I don't mean any harm, and I know it's meant in the best and sincerest of context but unless you can put a date with that "it's coming" SAVE IT! LOL. The last thing a lonely, frustrated, exasperated single person wants to hear is "it's coming"....I mean, what is even the proper response to that?......................................................... *the blankest of stares*
I have already marked 2012 as The Year Of The Boo....my status is changing this year. I know it is....and if it doesn't.....WELP...guess I'll just invest in some "Single Ladies" T-Shirts or something...
*.......................HEAVY SIGH......................*
I don't think this is a scenerio that just exists with myself. I think it is a collective sigh among many of the single ladies walking this earth. Coming to grips with singlehood has lately become a chore.....maybe even a part-time job in an effort to keep my sanity. I long for a relationship, I long to be loved, I long to feel wanted, I long for affection and I long to not have to do everything by my dayum self! Whew....there I got it out.
For a long time, I was content with being single. I thought it expressed that I was an independent, strong, alpha woman who didn't need anyone or anything..MAN, was I wrong....I do need someone. Not because I'm nothing, because actually I am all that and a fresh bag of chips, but because everybody needs SOMEBODY, not just ANYBODY though. I think that my singleness is becoming more depressing as I am APPROACHING my next birthday, which isn't a milestone birthday, BUT, it's getting close. In two months I will be 37......37 freeking years old....almost 40 *gasp* and I'm .............SINGLE.
Why do I keep harping on being single?.....well, I'm impatient...and I'm anxious....and I can't quite figure out if it's because my Orlando (you know the dude from the movie Diary of A Mad Black Woman) is on his way or if I'm just so ready that I could burst! I think India Arie sang it best "I am ready for love.....WHY, are you running from me?" Like......WHY??? I have had plenty of time to work on me...and I think...no scratch that I KNOW I've come a long way from my H.H.P (Habitual Heaux Period)....don't act like I'm the only one that had one of those. Albeit long ago, like in my late teens, early twenties I did go through a period where I just didn't care. I had no desire to be in a relationship, no desire to settle down.... I was just out sowing my royal oats..... and then.....I become a Mother and my whole outlook changed on a lot of things. Fast forward 11 years and here I sit today.....SINGLE.
Why do I think I'm single? Well, I'm glad you asked.... for one, while I'm completely about a relationship and settling down with my soul mate and best friend, I'm not foolish. I don't tolerate certain things and I just won't. I mean they're not major things but everybody has preferences. I do think that in black relationships though too much focus is placed on materialistic and superficial things. Black men are visual ( a constant observation) so you can be pretty as a picture and can't boil a pot of water, but you'll get a pass. Ok, that's a whole different topic within itself so let me stick to what I'm talking about right now....wait, what was I talking about?...OH! Why am I single? OK....I have a smart a$$ mouth....so I've been told. I'm witty....sue me. Unfortunately, that's something that won't change. It's my personality, it's who I am. I try to turn it off but can't....when I do, I'm no longer me. You can't please everyone and I don't even try......
One of the biggest reasons I believe I'm single is because there are far too many women in the world....I mean there's just too many, especially in DC, MD and VA. What is the ratio now, like 22:1?....what the hell kinda bull crap is that? Men literally have options and we (women) have so few.....once upon a time it was believed that women choose...I just don't think that's valid anymore. Men have far too many choices.....they can pick one for every day of the week, heck at that ratio, every day of the month! So where does that leave me?.......................Still SINGLE
Let me tell you what pisses me off the most about being single......it's when people who are in relationships, marriages or boo'd up say things like..."It's coming".....oh really? I don't mean any harm, and I know it's meant in the best and sincerest of context but unless you can put a date with that "it's coming" SAVE IT! LOL. The last thing a lonely, frustrated, exasperated single person wants to hear is "it's coming"....I mean, what is even the proper response to that?......................................................... *the blankest of stares*
I have already marked 2012 as The Year Of The Boo....my status is changing this year. I know it is....and if it doesn't.....WELP...guess I'll just invest in some "Single Ladies" T-Shirts or something...
*.......................HEAVY SIGH......................*
Thursday, February 9, 2012
We Be Bloggin'........
And we're off......
Welcome to the wonderful mind of B. Angie Ang. Here you will find my thoughts on various topics and randomness. You see, I be having a lot to say...and sometimes I just don't feel like talking. Since we are in the age of blogs, tweets, status updates and the like, why not partake? So, there you have it....... Don't get too hype though, I've been known to get excited about things and become fully engrossed and then fall off quicker than glue on a bad lace front wig. In other words, don't be surprised if sometimes I blog slow and sometimes I blog quick! (shout out to Nice and Smooth)....yes, I randomly interwine my thoughts with random songs and their artists. I also have been known to reference food, movies, books and articles of clothing.
Another thing you will notice is that sometimes I don't use proper grammer or punctuation. Sometimes I just don't feel like being proper-like, ya dig? So if you're here to judge me, you may as well bounce because like Drake said "I'm doing me".....I really don't give a flying fig newton what you think anyway, because I am who I am and I be who I be and quite frankly I'm fabulous, honey. No, I'm not conceited, just confident in my abilities *snicker*. I may occasionally reference activities, conversations and/or experiences without fully divulging any names in order to protect the innocent..LOL (you've been warned). Everything is fair game...
I've also been known to be sarcastic and witty a time or two or.....ok, kinda all the time. The thing about it is, I can't help it. It just happens....and yea, that's just the way it goes BUD. Try not to take it personally....and if you do, well , you'll just get over it. Sometimes I can be obnoxious too (hey, at least I'm in tune with myself). I'm really good at finishing sentences too...a lot of times I tend to get off subject and rant randomly. I'm not crazy, at least least that's what I tell myself. I love to LAUGH....laughing to me is therapy. Here's a news flash: if you see me and I'm not laughing...it's probably a good idea to RUN and RUN swiftly in the opposite direction.
GREEN is like, my favorite color.....everything I love is GREEN...Boston Celtics, Philadelphia Eagles, Money, Emeralds, Apple Bubblegum, Collard Greens, Broccoli....yea you get the idea. I'm also fond of turquoise, purple and blue...but nothing compares to GREEN #GoGREEN...woo hoo!
I'm totally and utterly infatuated with Ray Allen, Idris Elba and T.I....yes, those 3 men raise every ounce of my feminine wiles to levels I'm incapable of controlling. My nature rises to the upmost temperature stirring from a simmer to a slow boil. .....I mean two of the three men are married, but you know as long as I don't go sit outside their homes and stalk them, I believe my personal fantasies are harmless. DISCLAIMER: I would never stalk anyone...no need to alert the authorities.
So there you have it, a little about me. Short, sweet and to the point. Speaking of points....I'm blunt and no I don't smoke them...you may think I do by some things I may write, but I practice "Just Saying NO"....
Stay Tuned for my next post...which will actually be about a topic! LOL
Until.............................
Welcome to the wonderful mind of B. Angie Ang. Here you will find my thoughts on various topics and randomness. You see, I be having a lot to say...and sometimes I just don't feel like talking. Since we are in the age of blogs, tweets, status updates and the like, why not partake? So, there you have it....... Don't get too hype though, I've been known to get excited about things and become fully engrossed and then fall off quicker than glue on a bad lace front wig. In other words, don't be surprised if sometimes I blog slow and sometimes I blog quick! (shout out to Nice and Smooth)....yes, I randomly interwine my thoughts with random songs and their artists. I also have been known to reference food, movies, books and articles of clothing.
Another thing you will notice is that sometimes I don't use proper grammer or punctuation. Sometimes I just don't feel like being proper-like, ya dig? So if you're here to judge me, you may as well bounce because like Drake said "I'm doing me".....I really don't give a flying fig newton what you think anyway, because I am who I am and I be who I be and quite frankly I'm fabulous, honey. No, I'm not conceited, just confident in my abilities *snicker*. I may occasionally reference activities, conversations and/or experiences without fully divulging any names in order to protect the innocent..LOL (you've been warned). Everything is fair game...
I've also been known to be sarcastic and witty a time or two or.....ok, kinda all the time. The thing about it is, I can't help it. It just happens....and yea, that's just the way it goes BUD. Try not to take it personally....and if you do, well , you'll just get over it. Sometimes I can be obnoxious too (hey, at least I'm in tune with myself). I'm really good at finishing sentences too...a lot of times I tend to get off subject and rant randomly. I'm not crazy, at least least that's what I tell myself. I love to LAUGH....laughing to me is therapy. Here's a news flash: if you see me and I'm not laughing...it's probably a good idea to RUN and RUN swiftly in the opposite direction.
GREEN is like, my favorite color.....everything I love is GREEN...Boston Celtics, Philadelphia Eagles, Money, Emeralds, Apple Bubblegum, Collard Greens, Broccoli....yea you get the idea. I'm also fond of turquoise, purple and blue...but nothing compares to GREEN #GoGREEN...woo hoo!
I'm totally and utterly infatuated with Ray Allen, Idris Elba and T.I....yes, those 3 men raise every ounce of my feminine wiles to levels I'm incapable of controlling. My nature rises to the upmost temperature stirring from a simmer to a slow boil. .....I mean two of the three men are married, but you know as long as I don't go sit outside their homes and stalk them, I believe my personal fantasies are harmless. DISCLAIMER: I would never stalk anyone...no need to alert the authorities.
So there you have it, a little about me. Short, sweet and to the point. Speaking of points....I'm blunt and no I don't smoke them...you may think I do by some things I may write, but I practice "Just Saying NO"....
Stay Tuned for my next post...which will actually be about a topic! LOL
Until.............................
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