The other night I went with my handler to a party thrown by a friend of his. The truth of the matter is, I was his BLOCKER. Yup. He told me he brought me along so the friend who invited him (a VERY homely looking young lady) would stay away. ROFL! How funny and yet awful is that?
N E Way...
We sat at the bar away from the party next to this very, VERY good looking couple. Me being me...I started chatting them up. When I say they were the type of couple that made me happy...like...I was GRINNING from ear to ear.
They'd been dating since May. A good looking woman and a good looking man. Courting. In New York. They were fun, funny, full of life, joyous, smart, and all the things new love should be. I smiled and quizzed them...doing what I do. We were having a blast!
I don't remember how the conversation got here...but soon we were talking about relationships in general and then...ya boy got HYPED! So hyped, in fact, that I stepped back a bit.
Seems he has a friend who is cheating on his wife. The friend confided in him that he and his wife hadn't had sans ropas for 20 months once after she had the baby. I *BLINK* *BLINK* *BLINK* 'ED like crazy cuz that right there...THREW ME FOR A LOOP! Twenty months????? WHO IN THE HELL DOES SHIT LIKE THAT? No. Seriously.
So then...ya boy was like...his boy puts his wife on a pedestal. That when he decided he was going to get married, he married what he thought was the PERFECT wife on paper and in the home and that they have a SEEMINGLY perfect life. Their home is lovely as is their child. His wife is beautiful and they work well together BUT...he can't get his freak on with his wife.
He then went on to say that he knows a lot of dudes like that. Dudes who married their ideal wife and can't get freaky with them because of that pedestal they put the wife on. I thought that was odd. But according to old boy...among his friends...it's normal. AND...it's why most of HIS friends cheat. They have their lovely home and their lovely wives...and a straight azz clear healed Bobsie twin on the side taking care of their freaky side.
So I thunk on this some and I guess I'm a bit perplexed. I guess I'm wondering what happens that a couple who had a healthy sans ropas life BEFORE marriage could go 20 months plus a mistress AFTER.
I'm on the sofa with my husband. Jaru and Lucy are napping. I've listened to The Robinator talk about his day. I've given him the wrap up of mine. We're watching "Mad Men" on On Demand. We've had a lovely meal accompanied by a lovely glass of wine.
I have a friend whom I have decided to discontinue being friends with because of her need to always lie to people about her life. There have been instances where I have introduced her to something and the next thing you know, she's googled and have decided on what is the best of the best and telling everyone that she does that or is into that and has been for years. It got to the point where it was very embarrassing because everyone started realizing she was lying all the time and I felt guilty by association.
In the beginning she was very cool but then I realized that she was the type of person who pretended to have the same interests that I have in order to appear to have something in common with me. She's a good person, I guess, but I just don't have time for all of that keeping up with the lies so as not to burst her in one at any given time.
My problem is that since I distanced myself from her she acts hurt and it makes me feel guilty. I don't want to tell her the real reason so I just say that I'm really busy, which I am. She emailed me to say how hurt she is by my not being available often and asks if she's done something wrong. How can I keep her away from me without hurting her feelings? I don't want to be more than an acquaintance to her and I'm fine with her not even being that if she can't handle it. I just don't have the energy to keep up with her and her lies and don't feel guilty about not wanting to.
I haven't wanted to say anything about this because I was just so ANGRY with the newest Rev. Wright...known to you as LUDACRIS. That lil light bright fug needs to sit down somewhere hell and leave politics to politicians. YOU AIN'T HELPING SON...but yo azz knew that. You just wanted some flame. I know you KNOW which of your songs I'm blasting right about now don'tcha?
So...Imma post the lyrics and yall tell me what YALL think about them...the situation, et al.
I’m back on it like I just signed my record deal
Yeah the best is here, the Bentley Coup paint is dripping wet, it got sex appeal
Never should have hated, You never should’ve doubted him
With a slot in the president’s iPod Obama shouted ‘em
Said I handle my biz and I’m one of his favorite rappers
Well give Luda a special pardon if I’m ever in the slammer
Better yet put me in office, make me your vice president
Hillary hated on you, so that bitch is irrelevant
Jesse talking slick and apologizing for what?
If you said it then you meant it how you want it head or gut?
And all you other politicians trying to hate on my man,
watch us win majority vote in every state on my man
You can’t stop what’s bout to happen, we bout to make history
The first black president is destined and it’s meant to be
The threats ain’t fazing us, the nooses or the jokes
So get off your ass, black people, it’s time to get out and vote!
Paint the White House black and I’m sure that’s got ‘em terrified
McCain don’t belong in any chair unless he’s paralyzed
Yeah I said it cause Bush is mentally handicapped
Ball up all of his speeches and just throw ‘em like candy wrap
’cause what you talking I hear nothing even relevant
and you the worst of all 43 presidents
Get out and vote or the end’ll be near
The world is ready for change because Obama is here
’cause Obama is here
The world is ready for change because Obama is here, yeah
cuz Obama is here
I have only been around two friends when they were drunk and I have asked them after...to never get drunk in public with me again. That is NOT a cute look! If you in the drunk girl mood...DO IT AT HOME HELL! It's cheaper and much, MUCH safer!
The other evening in New York I went to a party and tucked myself into a corner and watched folks. Man...folks were getting BLASTED! I watched two girls right their friend up and take her out. I heard them debating the logistics of getting her home in a cab and getting back to their evening. One of them got PISSED as it seemed this was something they were used to.
Last night I was on the train and there was a group of drunk people returning from a game. I was soooooo uncomfortable even as I watched them in fascination because they were soooooooo entertainingly stoopit. Just...TRAIN WRECK DUMB!
I don't like when people are drunk around me and I'm always hard pressed to not cuss their azzes out. All that loud talking and repeating themselves fifty-lleven times only to slump back and start whimpering the next minute????? That ish is IDIOTIC! And me no likey. I don't understand the concept of going out drinking. Seriously. What losers DO that ish?
What about you? Any drunk girl stories you'd like to share? Does anyone get drunk around you now?
The above video was from her 100th birthday party three years ago where they celebrated all the FABULOUSNESS that is she. She was about to take a bath and had a massive stroke which took her on over to the other side. oneblackman wants everyone to know that at age 103 she was more spritely than some 20 year olds and continued to have her quick, natural, brilliant wit that was infectious.
As you know, oneblackman and I have been friends for over 20 years now. He is a just and true friend from good stock. Strong people who love hard and value their family. It hurt me to hear the hurt in his voice a few minutes ago. My condolences for his family's loss is boundless.
Brother-in-life...you know ya girl is here for you if you need anything.
Everyone else...call ya people...and tell them that you love them.
If you know me in real life...you can pretty much predict what Imma write about the next day. See...I'm pretty much always connected to my girls and we have pow-wows throughout the day via text and BB. (Seriously...I flipping LOVE my BB!)
So I was eating last night at a restaurant that had fried catfish on the menu. Man...I haven't had fried catfish in about...hmmmmmm...two years. What did I order?
FRIED CATFISH AND COLLARD GREENS.
Yall...that ish was so good my lips, fingers, palms AND the back of my hands were greezy.
I looked down at my BB and saw a message. I don't care what it was bout but it was from my girls so I pawed my BB with my greezy azz hands and typed...
I JUST HAD SOME FRIED CATFISH SO DAMN GOOD I'M BOUT TO GO TO THE KITCHEN AND MAKE SURE THEY DON'T HAVE MY T-SIS BACK UP IN THERE!
Man that catfish was GOOD!
I added two glass of a Cabernet Sauvignon and called it an evening.
Round bout fo-ish...I felt the rumble in the jungle. And I'll be damned if my stomach decided to REJECT the fried catfish. It was like...GET.IT.OUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTT!
Say bruh...by the time I was done...I was planning on buying stock in Cottonelle so EVERY BATHROOM IN THE WORLD WOULD HAVE ALOE AND E!
I said all that to say that yup...sometimes I eat bad food too. My body being as conditioned to clean foods, however, be like...Say bruh...and I PAY for it.
Will I ever eat it again? Heeeeelllllllllllll yes! And I'll be sick...again.
I'll just make sure I have my Aloe and E stocked up. :)