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!
Sunday, February 26, 2012
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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