WHAT?!?!?

I am very proud of myself, because I cooked my own Thanksgiving dinner for the first time. We didn't eat at my house. I just wanted to have my own food. I hate when I go somewhere to eat then when I come home I don't have any food to munch on. So I made sure I cooked my own dinner for me and my daughter. I hate to toot my own horn (toot-toot) but my food was good as hell. Not that it was such a surprise to me because I can get in the kitchen and do my thing. However it was my first time making a turkey and it was really good.

Black friday was crazzzy!!! I was all ready to do my thing. I slept in my sweatsuit so I could eliminate having to waste time getting dressed. (haha) I just rolled out of bed washed my face and brushed my teeth, grabbed my money and keys and I was out the door at 5:00am. I picked up my sister and my girlfriend. We went to Wal-mart. By the time we got there everything we came for was sold out!! It was so much going on we couldn't even stay focused on shopping. I really couldn't understand what was going on because last year we were no joke and we got everything we came out for and then some. I guess this year I wasn't as into it as I thought I was. So we went to the mall. It was not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. We actually got some good deals there.


I ran into quite a few people I haven't seen in awhile at the mall. One girl walked up to me and spoke to me. I said my usual "hey girl", because I have no idea what the hell her name is. Her face was familiar, but I honestly can not think of where I know her from. She proceded to ask me about my daughter. I said "fine." She said, "you look really good." I said, "you too." Then she said, "tell the family I said hello." When I walked away from her and returned to my sister I told my sister I didn't know who the hell she was. We fell out laughing. My sister said I always do that, and why is it that people always remember me by name, and I never have any dam idea who the hell they are? What are you supposed to do in a situation like that? You can't stop them and say who exactly are you. Or, where do I know you from?.....One time I had a guy approach me in the bar and he asked me if I remembered him, and of course I didn't. He remembered where I used to live. He said he had been there before. He asked about my daughter. He remembered how old she was and everything. He even tried to refresh my memory by reminding me how we met. Still I had no recollection of him at all. So we exchanged numbers anyway because he was kind of sexy. The next day we were on our way to get something to eat and while we were sitting in the car talking he actually said something that all of a sudden jogged my memory. Then I remembered that everything he was saying in the bar was true. He had been over my house before and we watched a movie together. How could I have forgotten something like that and he remembered it so vividly. What does that say about me?

MY BIRTHDAY

Friday, Nov. 18th was my birthday, and it was the best! I spent it with my 2 best friends and my sister. First of all I had no sleep because I worked on Thurs. night. When I got off work Fri. morning my girlfriends picked me up, and they took me to Topper's Spa. We got swedish massages. It was my first spa experience and it was rather pleasant. Immedietely after that we were starving so we went to Red Lobster. Good food, good company, good conversation....what else can you ask for. You know how it is when you have those type of conversations where you are just open and honest about everything? That's what real friends do. :-) Anyway after that we went home and I got a little rest (not much) then we went shopping so we could get ready to go out. I had no idea where we were going. The whole day was a surprise so I had learned to just shut up and enjoy the ride. I have to admit the whole day was really weird because I'm so used to always treating people. They wouldn't let me pay for anything!! Not that I really expected it, it was really nice. Anyway we went to the 40/40 club in Atlantic City. I'm still not sure how I feel about the club. It was a nice layout, but the people were a little weird. So I pretty much had mixed emotions. I can't say I hated it, but I'm not going to be rushing down there again. :-) By the time we got home I was about ready to pass out. The whole day had been so exciting. I really appreciated everything they did for me. My girlz really made my 30th b-day the best!! I really luv them for that.

Babble

For some reason I have the urge to blog about something, but the problem is I don't really have a specific topic. So I'm just going to give you some randon thoughts.


About a few months ago one of my aunts started doing Sunday dinner. Every Sunday by 4:00 she has dinner done and the whole family is invited. Whoever shows up, shows up and whoever doesn't we just hope to catch them the next week. Two weeks ago was actually the first time I made it down there (don't ask why) . Anyway when we left it was dark of course because you know how early it gets dark now. We were just driving alone this dark road because she lives out in the stix :) The next thing I knew, there in the middle of the road was a dead deer. Before I could swerve it was to late I ran right over top of it. Needless to say I was freakin' out. First of all I thought maybe the bottom of my car was going to be all jacked up. So I was worried about that then I got mad as hell like why is there a big ass deer in the middle of the freakin' road, and how many other people have come past here and ran this thing over? The dam thing was huge. So my cousin got out of the car to look under it to see if anything was busted underneath or leakin', but how could she see anything with the blood and guts of the deer dripping off the bottom of the car. (I know that's very graphic, sorry). As I was driving home I could smell the burning flesh under the car. But it was worth it because Sunday dinner was banging! :)


By the way, because my dad and his girlfriend didn't show up for Sunday dinner, we used that as the perfect oppurtunity to talk about that whack-ass party I told yall about. That was topic of conversation all night long.


I'm at work right now and most nights I love my job. How many people love their job.? I get paid to do nothing sometimes. I mean don't get me wrong, there are some nights when they get their money's worth out of me. They will have me working like a Hebrew slave. (haha) but that is once in a while. A lot of times when I'm at work I have such a good time that I have to actually wonder how they are paying me for this. A while ago there used to be a supervisor that would harass me and my girlfriend (diamondrubiescolapop). We couldn't stand her and she couldn't stand us , but we respected her and she respected us because we didn't take her shit. One day a rumor was going around that over the weekend she got fired. When we found out it was true the whole hospital threw a dam party! (how you gone get fired on your day off, Craig... haha)

November is my favorite month. We have so many birthdays in Nov. My dad, me, my grandmom, my little brother, one of my uncles, and one of my aunts. I also love Nov. because Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, hands down. I love Thanksgiving. It's the one time of year I can freeload and I don't have to feel bad about it. (haha). I like it because we always have a huge dinner at my dad's house. It's usually at least 25-30 people there. Then we draw pollyanna (did I spell that right?), so we can exchange gifts on Christmas at my aunt's house.(the one who does Sunday dinner). This year my dad tried to get us to have Thanksgiving dinner at his girlfriends house, but we shut that idea down quick. I mean we like her and everything but she is not officially family so she can't get that priviledge. So if he is relinquishing his rights to Thanksgiving dinner then we are having it at my grandmom's house. Then after Thanksgiving dinner I will be getting ready to out and and shop the next day for Black Friday. I just started doing that a few years ago. It is the craziest thing I've ever experienced. If you have never been out on black friday and you have only heard stories, I can assure you that all the stories are true. The people are absolutely crazy. Old ladies will beat you down in order to get what they want. (haha)

Ok I'm done babbling. I hope you enjoyed.

Party Fiasco

Ok, I really need to vent about something....My dad's supposedly "bourgeois" girlfriend threw him a surprise 50th birthday party. She always acts like she just has it going on and she makes so much dam money. I have never had a conversation with her without her mentioning that she makes over $100,000 a year. Well what I want to know is what the hell happened to all her money when it came to the party. First of all she took it totally upon herself to throw the party. She had us under the impression that she had everything under control. She never asked anyone for anything, all she wanted us to do was show up. So naturally we assumed this was going to be the event of the year, because in case you missed the memo....she makes over $100,000 a year. (sarcasm) .

The party was a freakin' mess. First of all let's start with the food. She had a bout 5 measly trays of food so needless to sat there were still some hungry folx. The food was ok but it was not plentiful as it should have been. I mean what was she thinking! There was a lot of people from his job. All of our family was there including the family from out of town and she basically only had enough food to feed 50 people. Even if you only expected 50 people to show up you don't actually only have enough food for 50 people!!! What type of mickey mouse organization is she running. :). O.k that was just the food, let's talk about the D.J.......I'm assuming his services was free because if she paid for that bullshit there is definitely a problem. He must have been complimentary, and he came along with the price of the hall. I hate to stereotype but he was an older white guy. Now I know you can have a decent white d.j., but unless he has credentials, unless he comes highly recommended and you know for sure he has skillz, you DO NOT hire a white d.j. for a black man's party. I'm sorry but that's how I feel. How can you get the party poppin' if your d.j. is playing some bullcrap. Then when he did get to the r&b, hip-hop potion, it still was some sad selections, but the folx tried to make the best of it and get on the dance floor so they could get a little 2 step in. He didn't have anything up to date, no line dance music, no 50 cents, not even some Usher. I mean what the hell! Ok now lets talk about the drinks....We had to convince her to make it an open bar. When we first got there you had to actually pay for a freakin' soda. She should have had some punch. Each table should have had pitchers of punch or soda and it should have been refilled frequently.But then again why would I expect her to have plenty of juice or soda when she barely had any food. (what was I thinking). The decorations was sad. She actually told us she needed help putting up decorations. She should have told us she needed help buying some dam decorations! The place looked so bare.

It is so much stuff I could go on about. But I won't. I don't want anyone to think I was being unappreciative of what she tried to do. The reason I'm complaining is because like I said b4 she constantly brags about how much money she is supposedly making. And it was totally her idea to do this all on her own because she wanted all the recognition. Instead of her just coming to the family and planning it out better so we all could chip in and have the kind of party that my daddy deserved to have. It was actually embarrasing because all my dad's friends have money so they spared no expense when it came to the gifts he received, and in turn she couldn't even make sure everyone there got something to eat. For the people that came from out of town it almost wasn't even worth the trouble. We couldn't even get our groove on because the D.J. was WHACK!!

Ok I'm goijng to stop right now because I will keep going on I just want people to feel my pain. So now that looks bad on our part because she screwed up, but trust me we let everyone know that we, meaning the immediate family, had nothing to do with that fiasco.

HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN

It's with a heavy heart I bring myself to blog about this most unfortunate incident....A very close friend of mine, actually she is more like a family member. She lost her children today to dyfuss. It's a very long story as to how she became to have a dyfuss case in the first place.She has been having problems with her oldest son. She had been reaching out to various organizations to get help for him because she started to realize that he was getting out of control. Things had been going smoothly for a while then just recently things began to spin out of control again. In the meantime she also has two little girls. She is a struggling single mother and works very hard. Her son was suspended from school for two days and she had no knowledge until after the fact. That is only because she leaves for work before he leaves for school. He also gets home a few minutes before she does so he was able to pull that off for 2 days. In her defense I have to say I understand what it's like to have a "latch-key" kid. Fortunately I don't have to worry about that on a daily basis. But still he is old enough to be responsible enough to do what he has to do. That is just an example of some of his shananigans. He has quite a history. Anyway because of his behavior problems her 2 innocent girls have to suffer. I know how this must sound to everyone. It sounds as if I'm bitter towards her son...well I am. I know all to well that you will love your child always and forever no matter if they are right or wrong...BUT...This is my question: If he has blatantly endangered the wellfare of her other children does she have to make a choice between him and them? I know that seems a little harsh, but there are secrets amoungst them that I can not disclose. I do realize that I may not be equipped to answer the question I just asked because I only have one child. I do not have to split up my love, time, or attention between multiple children. So maybe I'm bias because I only have one child and she is a girl. So I look at her as a young woman, and as a young woman there are certain things that she needs to be protected from because it is precious. (read between the lines). They say you never know what you would do in a situation unless and until you are in that situation.

When I went to her house to see her right after it happened she was in complete disaray. My heart immedietly sank. I tried to put myself in her shoes but I couldn't even allow myself to think about some strangers having my child and I have no knowledge of her whereabouts. It was as if someone died. You know how you feel when someone looses a love one and you don't know what to sat to them. They don't want to her the usual bullshit. Don't tell them" it will be alright". Don't tell them" we will get thru this". Don't tell them" if you need me for something just let me know". None of that makes them feel any better. So the best thing to do is not say anything at all just listen. That's what I did. When I couldn't take it anymore I just gave her a big hug, and a kiss, and told her that I loved her...............What else could I do?