CHRISTMAS

Every year it never ceases to amaze me how great Christmas turns out to be. This year the festivities were held at my sister's house. We always alternate every year between me and her. So on Christmas eve all my brother's and sister's spend the night together. This year was even better because my grandmom was here from Georgia. It was like a big slumber party. We get up early in the morning to exchange gifts. I think everyone is always excited to show the other person what they brought for them as opposed to seeing what was brought for them. As always everyone was pleased. My daughter cleaned up. She got everything she asked for. I try to make sure she doesn't get to much stuff, but sometimes that's impossible. All she really asked for was clothes and a few other things. I'll be honest, I'm really glad she got new clothes. I had really been slacking on buying her clothes. Now that she goes to Catholic school and she wears uniform I don't have to buy her clothes all the time. One day I wanted to take her somewhere and I had to buy her an outfit because she had nothing cute to wear. I can't have her looking like an orphan child when she is with me. If she looks like that when she is out with her friends that is on her (haha). Her dad and I even went half to get her hair done. She got kinky twists. If you know what they are then you know they cost a grip. ($140). It doesn't matter because they are worth every penny. So now she looks good, too good actually. Her hair is done, new clothes, new sneakers, new tims. So now wherever I take her she won't look like an orphan.
She also got an MP4 player, digital camera, new coat, a printer for her computer, and a new computer desk.

As for me...who needs a man for Christmas when I have my sisters. (haha). They brought me some beautiful diamond earrings, a sharp black leather pocketbook, and a cd stand. My little brother brought me some sneakers. That was so cute because I haven't had a new pair of sneakers in about 2 years. I always buy myself shoes but not sneakers, so I was very happy about that. I also got pajamas & slippers. My daddy brought me and my sister's (real) coach wallets and gave us gift certificates for the mall. I know exactly what I'm going to do with mine. I'm going to get myself a coat.

This year we also had Christmas dinner at my sister's house. That's unusual because we usually have it at my aunt's house but a few weeks ago she informed us she will not be hosting any more hoildays for the time being because she is trying to leave her husband. (that was tmi) Anyway. everyone brought a dish over and the food was scrumptious. Now you know how everyone has "ghetto" relatives that they could just do without. That is my cousins that live down the street from me. They are family and we are really close and we love them to death but sometimes they are just a bit much. To be honest it wasn't really them. It was their boyfriend's they have no freakin' home training. They know their men don't know how to act so why won't they leave them the hell home. First of all none of them brought anything except for some liquor, and trust me , they made sure they drank all of that up. Then after eating everything except the kitchen sink they tried to take plates home. So my grandmom said something and they was mad but who gives a dam. They had attitudes when they left but of course we didn't care,

Aside from that little bit of drama everything was fine. We played cards half the night and just laughed and had a good time. Once again Chritmas was great. The only thing that could have made it better was if my mommy could have been alive to see it.

THUG LIFE

How long do you really expect that shit to last? He had been so lucky, but trust and believe eventually your luck will run out. And when it does, then what? Am I supposed to hold him down? I had begged him to give that shit up. He had been doing it for years. I won't lie I have benefitted from it also. But enough is enough.

I remember the night he came home and told me about some new shit he had gotten into. Dam!! I'm trying to get this boy to stop this shit and he just dug himself deeper into it. He keeps acting like it's not a big deal, but I beg to differ. Now he is driving a brand new care every week. The money is coming in too fast. It is definitely leaving a bad taste in my mouth. He told me a long time ago that when I stop taking the money he will stop answering the call of the streets. I was in such a dilemma, the money was lovely but I was feeling real uneasy. So I stopped accepting anything from him. I actually started an arguement at the furniture store so he wouldn't buy us a new bed. But that shit didn't work. He was hooked. I know he loves me to death, but he thinks like I do. Money talks, bullshit walks. I finally put him out. Two weeks later I got the call.

Like I said before...how long did he expect that shit to last? Now what? Don't be calling me asking me for shit. He made this decision on his own. He didn't come talk to me before he decided to get even deeper into the game. I was trying to encourage him to go the other way but he didn't want to listen to me. He told me I was trying to hold him back from geting money and taking care of business. I wasn't trying to hold him back, I was trying to uplift and enlighten him. Now "the man" is holding him back.

This weather sux

My body is not equipped for this weather. It had not been no more than 29 degrees in the last couple of days. I love this time of year because of the holidays, but I can not stand how freakin' cold it is. Everybody says I must be anemic, but that has nothing to do with it. It is just cold as hell......Queastion.....Why do people say cold as hell? Hell is not cold at all.

Anyway I just wanted to complain about that b/c I still have at least 3 or 4 more months of this terrible weather. After the New Year is over I'm ready to get back to the summertime. Now that is what my body is equipped for. I need daisy dukes,tank tops & flip-flops.

Opening A Can Of Old Worms

I have been broke us from my ey-boyfriend for a little over 4 years, but we have always remained friends. Well a few days ago we had a heart to heart conversation and I told him we probably will get back together. I told him when he gets his own place (still home w/ mom) I want a key b/c I'm not going to let him turn it into a bachelor pad. I assured him that if we got back togetherI wouldn't cheat on him because I have grown up since we were together. Yadda, yadda, yadda, yadda, you get the picture. Anyway I ended the conversation by telling him I love him.

A few days later I asked him when he gets a chance could he bring me a book of stamps.(he is the mailman). Needless to say he rushed right over to bring them to me. So he came in and made himself comfortable. That was fine because like I said we are still fly as hell so I didn't mind the thought of him chillin' with me. But almost instantly I was irked by his presence. I was lookin' at him thinking "what did I ever see in him in the first place?" He is an ok lookin' guy but just so totally not my type. There isn't anything about him that I find attractive. I hate the way he dresses. I hate the way he walks. I hate how he just seems sheltered and there are a lot of things he does not understand. Sometimes it seems like we are from 2 totally seperate worlds.
He is too suburbanized for me. He has no type of thug appeal. I need that in my life. :-). So while I was sitting there picking him apart in my mind, I realized all this is the dam reason I broke up with him in the first place. He sensed my agitation and asked me what was wrong because he was not fealin' the love. I just told him I was tired. But I'm sure he knew better. So anyway he was about to leave, and he leaned over to kiss me. So I was willin' to give him a kiss. Stupid me should have known he was going to try and get some tongue action. I was just tryin' to do a quick peck and leave it at that. So when he went there I automatically pushed him away, it was just a reflex. He just smiled and kissed me on the neck and left. I was so glad he was gone.

Now I think he might not be speakin' to me. He was supposed to take me to get my Christmas tree yesterday, but I haven't heard from him. I know this whole situation is f-d up. I know I was wrong for saying all the things I said to him. I really do not know what I was thinking. He is really a nice guy. He has a really good job(I already mentioned). He drives a nice truck, fat bank account. Actually those are the things that made me deal with him in the first place. He had money and he didn't mind spending it on me. He spoiled me to no end and I loved it to death. But after a while I just couldn't look past all the things that were bothering me about him. So if I couldn't do it then what made me think I could do it now?

KNOW IT ALL

A fellow blogger let me know I was slippin' on my blogging, so I know I had to give the people something new. I actually do have something I want to speak about. Actually it's a few things on my mind so if I stray a little I do apologize in advance. But I'll try to keep my ADD under control.

Why do all of my friends, and my friends friends think I'm Dr. Phil, or Dr. Ruth? Everyone is always coming to me for advice about men & relationships. I'm about to start charging these folx for my services. Don't get me wrong, I do give the best advice. I am like the Guru. I know all and I can foresee all. I can usually see when a relationship is doomed right from the very beginning or if it is going to work out. I try to tell people that I am the truth. I do not want them to come to me and seek out my advice until they are ready to hear the truth, and follow what I tell them to do. I hate when someone is blatantly being taken advantage of. That goes for male or female. I do not just represent the female gender because I am one. There are some too "nice" men out there who are also being taken advantage of by "scandalous" women. I feel like I can also give men advice on how to deal with these women because I used to be one of them. I used to be the one to play on people's emotions. I now see the error of my ways, and I know use my power for good instead of evil.

I know some of you are reading this and you are thinking "is she for real." The answer is yes, I'm dead serious. I am a very stong-minded individual. I feel like it has a lot to do with my upbringing. My father's presence in my life has made me the woman I am today. I don't have to take no BS from anyone, especially a man because my daddy lets me know I don't need them because I got him. My mom was a strong black woman with 5 kids that she took dam good care of. No matter what she did she always put us first. She was my example of a real woman, and a dam good example she was. That's why I am so well rounded I feel like I am wise beyond my years. Maybe other people can see that in me, and that's the reason they seek me out for advise. I won't complain. It's a gift.

There was another subject I wanted to touch upon. It's kind of an extension to this subject, but I will speak about it at a later date.