Yes No Maybe

Going Home

2012-01-19T08:50:00.000-05:00

01/19/2012

One day this year will be the first day that I go home to share a life with The Man that I have been waiting for for years. It feels good to say that I'm going home. By no means is everything perfect, but it appears that no earthly challenges can take a joy away. So this is me working toward a better future. Good Morning.

Yesterday Morning

2012-01-12T09:15:00.000-05:00

Taking a deep breathe of the morning air, I hasten my steps in hopes of warming my blood in the face of this cold winter morning. Having always been a warm weather child, I shuddered benigth my many layers of clothes and will myself to think of something beyond the soul-stealing breezes that has left me feeling naked. Frantic thoughts of no great significance scatter about my brain in attempt to find a topic that I could mentally hold on to.

Almost desperately, the mental images from a passionate love scene of one of my tame romance novels invad my thoughts with a force that clears my mind of all else. Synonymously, the realization that the passionate kisses stolen behind a shelf in a empty study were far more innocent that the usual "love" scenes ones expected to encounter these days. I roll my eyes even as my body fills with heat. So what if I took elicit pleasure from the thought of tongue-to-tongue play instead of the hollow pages of meaningless sex.

My thoughts shift to the shattering control that My Love showed--at my insistence--whenever our bodies touched. Even as I would attempt to pull him closer, I could feel him forcing space between us as his breath came in quick spurts, his pulse like a living thing, his eyes on fire. What could be more intense than those moments when his mask came down and I was confronted with the hot desire he so often kept so tightly contained. How could such a look stop me in mid-reach and freeze my nerve and scare me deep down to that buried place that knew that only months now separated us from the night when he would possess me as no soul ever has.

I tug my coat tighter against me despite the nervous sweat that mists my back under my layers and layer. A nervous laugh escapes my lips as a mixture joy, fear, and excitement rush my senses. As of November 2011, I became officially engaged to be married this year of 2012. Like a bucket of cold water, my blood chills with silly worry. Suddenly, my "first time" which had always been a vague and distant thing has become a very real and sure thing...

....Welcome to 2012 and my NEW list of problems....

Permission to Love Life

2012-01-06T08:38:00.000-05:00

01/06/2012

I love the Book Store! The Man...not so much...

The new year is here and all I can think is that everything is different! I mean, I am still me but last year this time, I was in a completely different place. I have missed this blogging world so much. I cannot seem to keep up. But, I always come back. Here are 2 post from last year on this month:

The Details Are Kinda Blurry

You Wanna See Paddie's Baby?

I do not really do New Years Resolutions but I do predict that in this phase of my life, lots will change dramatically. But, I think it will be all for the good. :)

Stay Sexy,

Yet

Man, I feel like a woman

2011-10-25T22:54:00.000-04:00

10/25/2011

Earlier tonight, I was in my bedroom trying on new clothes and dancing in the mirror to R&B. As I skipped around in various states of dress, I felt so...feminine. It is nice to appreciate the small moments. Okay, back to getting ready for bed. Good Night.

Just Checking In

2011-10-21T22:58:00.000-04:00

10/20/2011

I am so tired. Today was eventful enough but it would have been better if The Man were here. Sigh. I miss him...

Good Night Blogger Family.

I Have A Job Interview

2011-10-20T22:28:00.000-04:00

10/20/2011

I have a job interview next week. I do not think I have waited this long for such an opportunity to leave my odds to chance. If I have learned anything, it is to always keep an ace in the hole. I saved the good stuff for the interview.

Let's Do This.

Toasting With A Smoothie!

2011-10-05T08:17:00.001-04:00

10/05/2011

Maybe it's the smoothie or maybe it's the cute outfit that I'm wearing but this morning feels like a great one. Even though I hit my snooze button about 4 times before I woke up, and I had to play a bunch of upbeat music to really get me awake, I still feel pretty good right now. Life is not going exactly as I have planned but I have a feeling that things are turning around. At this very moment, I am optimistic about a better future.

And even though my smoothie is cold, I feel warm inside. I cannot help but think of the few things that ARE going right for me. Those things might be few, but they are happening in a big way. I have never been more in love with The Man in my life. Just thinking of him brings me immeasurable joy!

So, I would like to lift my breakfast smoothie to the air and give a toast to all you bloggers out there this morning making things happen and I would also like to give a special toast to the love of my life who never reads my blog anyway! haha

Have A Sexy Morning!

The Thoughts In My Head

2011-09-25T01:05:00.000-04:00

For most of my life, I have had a very special order of priorities. Love has always been the most important thing in my life. It still is. Love ties me to everything else that is relevant and important in my life. What am I fighting for? What is this life about anyway, right?
The answer for me is love.
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I guess I must possess some level of arrogance to assume that strangers would be interested in the thoughts and opinions that I share here. And, I guess I must be a bit sad because I keep listening to my "empty inside" music. And I must be lonely because I actually care what people are doing on facebook tonight. And I must be feeling deep because nothing I type is feeling meaningful enough. And tonight must be endless because I can't see tomorrow. And I guess I want more because nothing in this life is enough. And I must want to go out because I'm dressed up with no where to go. And I must be anal because I am mildly alarmed by starting these sentences with a conjugation. And I guess that's all...

The Money And The Power

2011-09-23T17:13:00.000-04:00

Getting Angry

When things in life are not going the way you want them to, you have a couple ways to deal with it. You can get over it, you can be sad or every now and than, you can get get pissed off. Because, sometimes things can't change until you decide that you've had enough of the bull crap that you've been facing. So when you reach the boiling point, you find yourself face to face with the infamous "fight or flight" phase.

Chose Fight.

At least, that's what I chose. Believe me, there are enough people in this world who make the other choice. Every time I look at where I am, I know that I need to keep fighting for something better. I used to wait for something awesome to come along because I thought just because I had all the "qualifications" and carried all the "expectations" for a success, I could get what I deserve.

What A Joke.

When the recession hit, all those fanciful ideas went right out the window but it took me a while to realize it. I admit that I thought that I was special. I thought OTHERS would struggle but me, I'm a "Go Getta". I have been working my behind off since high school to make sure I never make a mistake or misstep. Too bad for me. I fell. I hit the bottom. I mean the ROCK BOTTOM. I re-realized that life can suck...very much so. So there I was, in a situation where things were not going the way that I wanted or expected at all. Like I said earlier, I had a couple choices to make. Now I admit, I had a couple bouts of tears and sadness. I tried to get over it and except a life of mediocrity and persuade myself to apply for Target. After all, minimum wages was better than No Wages.

I filled out the application. I tried to settle into the thought of giving in, but something about that did not vibe right for me. The thing is, I kept thinking about how all my life, I thought I was special. I thought that I was set apart, not because I was necessarily better than anybody else. No. More like, my mind set was always under the arrogant assumption that I would aspire to greatness...simply because I believed I could.

I started wondering what happened to that spirit. What happened to the girl who entered contests, not thinking that I had a chance at winning, but KNOWING that I would? What happened to me and everything that made me special? And, that is when I started getting angry! With hot skin and sweat pouring from my grim face, I danced in my room; not for fun. No, not at all. For Power. I felt the rage building in me like the awakening of a dormant volcano. Where did that girl go? Nowhere! I was still there, past the desperation and insecurity. I couldn't believe that I was actually considering short selling myself. I was pissed. And when I hit that Fight or Flight instinct, believe me, I chose to fight.

Screw all of you fast-food joints and retail stores that think I'm going to pitch my TWO college degrees in the dumpster, piss on my Management Internship, and shoot all my awards, second language and leadership accomplishments to h%##! Why don't you take your Minimum wage, intellectually insulting, completely undeserving job and shove it up your bloated cash register!

I am so sick and tired of people expecting me to feel thankful to some human resource manager who looks over my amazing resume and decides that THEY will do ME a favor and hire me on part-time so they don't have to give me benefits! Excuse you! If I remember correctly, a company needs it's employees just as much or more than employees need them. How about this. How about I find a career, not a job and give that company the benefit of hiring ME? I know I have outstanding work ethic and all kinds of talents and essential skills. Any pay I earn, would never equate to the extraordinary benefits that would be gained from my employ...but they could try.

Sigh. Anger feels...nice. And what is it's outcome? Change! I demand better. So, I'll get it.

...and I'm pretty.

Peace. Stay Sexy!

No, Seriously! Go Ahead! Ask Me Why I'm So Happy!

2011-09-13T12:38:00.000-04:00

9/13/2011

The Man is arriving tonight! YES!

A Regular Day

2011-09-05T12:07:00.001-04:00

9/5/2011

It's raining here in Georgia. But, I must say that it is nice and warm. I slept in and just enjoyed the soft putter-patter against my window. So far, my labor day is relaxed and eventful. I have several projects that I am working on lately so I will probably do that for a while and than watch a bit of MONK. I love that show. What are you doing today?

Me With My God Daughter

Wake Up And Smell The EPIC!

2011-08-23T12:02:00.000-04:00

8/23/2011

I woke up this morning with purpose on my mind so I was "on my grind" from minute one! But, if I ever need a little motivation to keep going, all I have to do is imagine myself 3 years from now falling short of anything less than "above average" and all my fight seeps back into me. My parents raised me so that I might have a BETTER life and that exactly what I am striving for.

          Throughout my life, everyone has always told me that something "BIG" is in my future. They could see it because I never have done things the "regular" way and getting money has always been a little talent of mine. The thing is, I have been caught up wondering why doing "everything right" has not gotten me the results that I desire. I got the degree, the leadership, the experience, the international exposure, the volunteer work, and the friends in high places. Why were these commodities starting to feel like wasted opportunity cost? Than it came to me. I can have all the right tools but if I do not have the knowledge to take those tools and make them work for me--in a different way--than those tools are useless.

         So instead of feeling sorry for myself or giving up, I have risen the bar of my standards. I tire of settling because I thought I had to and finding out that I lose anyway. No, I think I am ready to raise the stakes and see where it takes me. I have already been to the bottom and I am no longer afraid of it. I have already failed dozens of times and I am prepared to fail a dozen more, if only to refine my knowledge of the best way to win. Everything leading up to this moment has been in preparation to excel in all that I do.

           That means that if I must "man up" and face my fears, put on my game face and dive into the unknown, than I am going to do it on my terms, in the pursuit of what I WANT! I am MAKING THINGS HAPPEN! What the HECK are YOU doing today???

Milkshakes on A Summer Day

2011-08-22T15:55:00.000-04:00

8/22/2011

I know summer is going to end, but I do not want it to. But if it must, than let it be like this, sitting in a restaurant booth drinking a great smoothie and loving life. Lately, the "loving" part of life as been rather absent but I think I am getting the hang of this HOPE thing again. I tire of being a victim to the economy, to my relationship, to my emotions. With all kinds of time to reflect, I have been made well aware of one insatiable fact; I am hungry.

Not for food, (though I have not had lunch today) but for success. My mouth waters for the fulfillment of my dreams and my stomach growls for a big helping of achievement. So I say to you today, "Can you smell what the YET is cooking?" Get close to the screen, sniff around. Recognize that scent? THAT is the smell of MONEY in the morning! I have known what I wanted from life since I was 16 years old and dang-gum-it, it is time to cash in. I always said that if God would give me a half of a chance, I would take it and run. Well, my (cute) sneakers are on and my fork is in hand because YET is hungry and it is TIME TO EAT!!

That is all. Good Day. I said GOOD DAY!

I am almost 24

2011-08-19T18:56:00.000-04:00

8/18/2011

My birthday is coming. That means that this month, (the best month of the whole entire year) I will turn 24 years old and THAT means...

Wait. What DOES that mean?

So clearly, I'm at a crossroad in life

2011-08-16T15:47:00.001-04:00

8/16/2011

You know that scene in the movie when the girl is tied to the railroad and the train is coming and she is screaming bloody murder for her hero to save her? Just in the nick of time, the handsome hero snatches her up and saves her from certain death.

Well today, the girl stuck on the railroad is me. I see the train of dream-crushing-defeat speeding quickly over the rails of time, blissfully unaware that I have been trapped--against my will--left to suffer certain death of my dreams. But, wait! There is hope. Only one can save me from this horrible fate. Only one is powerful enough to topple all opposition in my path to bring me out on the other side with my dreams still in tact. He is my hero, the Lord Jesus Christ!

I need him with every fiber of my being to be my hero. I pray that he heeds my cry. Amen.

Thinking About the Future

2011-08-14T12:50:00.001-04:00

8/14/2011

At the moment, life feels as if it is moving forward and I am stuck here waiting to get a chance to catch up. That is why the future hold such appeal to me. In it, I have the opportunity to make progress and pursue my dreams. A lot of things are up in the air right now, but one day soon all the dust will settle and there will lie my future. I have been waiting for a long time for Hope to come back into my life and finally it is here. I pray it stays a while and grows into prosperity.

I want to spread the news that if it feels this good getting used...

2011-08-11T15:26:00.001-04:00

8/11/2011

you just keep on using me. Until you use me up!

I know that Transformers is chalked full of (not so subtle) advertising and propaganda, but I love it! And who could not with all the epic-ness the sprinkled into it?

My Life Right Now

2011-08-08T14:44:00.000-04:00

Well, home is starting to feel a little crowded these days. I mean, it is not like there are just a ton of people staying over here or anything like that. No. It is more like a simple desire to walk out of my room without someone "jumping down my throat" (I use that phrase loosely) about things that I have no control over. I think I feel like I am living in a hotel were I am the manager, not the owner. So, everyone comes to me with their problems, but no one respects my wishes.

Planning a wedding for a difficult bride is stressful. Sometimes I have to ask myself why I am putting so much effort into all of it if I am the only one that truly cares. But hey, I am the Maid of Honor and Wedding Planner. I like planning, do not get me wrong. I just appreciate a little interest from the actual recipients of my efforts. Just saying.

These are the stresses that I wash away daily with a nice bubble bath. My tub is pretty big and it feels so nice to just sink into warm bubbles and do nothing (thank you Bath & Body Works!). It is great. I have been sticking to my bedroom a lot lately but that is the only way I can get work done these days. There is just so much always going on once I walk out of my bedroom that I prefer to lounge on my bedroom floor and work out all the details of everything that I need to accomplish.

I Am Off To A Baby Shower

2011-08-06T10:20:00.000-04:00

Let us hope my gag reflex composes itself... I'm just kidding. Even though Babies and Lots of women are not my thing, I do think that I am going to have fun. Yeah, I think it will be fun. I will let you know. Okay, I have to go get dressed now. Peace & Love & Babies!

Yeah so,

2011-08-04T17:02:00.000-04:00

You know how you have this perfect idea for a blogpost but you hold off on writing it because you have to stop by the store to pick up milk and eggs but than when you get back home and sit in front of the computer, your mind goes blank? Yeah well, that happens to me all the time. And you know what else? I have all these pictures that I took expressly for the purpose of posting them up on this blog but I haven't done that yet! Sigh. I am so behind!

And on to other life updates; I have become obsessed with revamping my closet! At the moment, it is acceptable but, I want breathtaking epicness. The good news? My birthday is coming up and guess whose getting a closet makeover? Me!

Oh and I m angry with "The Man" (aka my BF) right now so I am trying to think of all the stuff girls are supposed to do when they are pissed with their boyfriends. The best I have so far is just ignoring him. So far, so good.

Stay Sexy!

I do not have a job

2011-08-03T15:47:00.000-04:00

So why am I always working!?

My Chicago Rant

2011-08-03T13:55:00.002-04:00

I like to think of myself as a glass half full type of person.

In that respect, tackling the events of my latest "Vacation" is difficult because there were some pretty crappy moments. Extremely crappy. But, don't get me wrong! It is not like I didn't have a good time or something. I did. No, really. I did carve out my peace of happiness while I was in Chicago. However, am I glad to be home? Intensely!

I want to tell all but before I can do that, let me introduce the girls first. There is me of course and my other two accomplices were Ann and Diandre. I have known Ann for over 5 years and her friend Diandre, I have known for a few months. Before we even got on the road, we hit a snag. Transportation. None of us are 25 so renting a car is much more expensive. We wasted a day trying to get around that problem. We failed and decided to use Ann's car instead.

So, that problem was solved. But, don't worry. There are plenty more where that came from. How about, dealing with females already had me pissed only 5 minutes into the trip! How is it that someone can conclude that since I would not be a driver for this trip, that I needed to sit in the back the whole ride? I despise the back. And, the fact that each time Ann or Diandre got in the passenger seat, they usually fell asleep instead of "helping navigate" like they told me was going to happen, ran my blood cold. But, I got over it for the the sake of peace.

In fact, I was starting to really relax. When we finally arrived at our destination, we were greeted by Ann's cousin Jasmin and her stepmom, whose place we were staying over. At first, I honestly thought her Stepmom was around our age. It was not until the next day that I realized my folly. No big deal. The girls and I got dressed and ready for Day 1 of shopping. Now THAT was fun! I stepped into whatever mall that it was and happily lost total track of time. If there is one thing that Ann and I can do without fighting, it is shop! We left that mall broke and happy. hehe

Our next stop? Taste of Chicago! Now you want to talk about a fun and carefree time? The girls and I spent two of the best hours of the whole entire trip walking around tasting and sharing foods while shamelessly gawking hot shirtless men! What a blessing that No Shirt July is in Chicago (giggle, giggle). I felt like a silly teenager scoping out all the hot guys with my girls and being followed around by numerous admirers. When we left, we talked and laughed the whole way back to where we stayed. Part II of the day? Not so good.

It is not easy to pinpoint where all the drama began, but I did notice a trend. Whenever Jasmine (Ann's cousin) came around, Ann turned "Brand New", and whenever Ann turned "Brand New", Diandre turned into a mouse, and whenever that happened, Ann and I seemed to become... distant. This trend was always most blatant when deciding where to go. Why? Don't ask me. The thing was, none of my girls were from Chi-town! We didn't know the "hot spots" on a Saturday night. So, what did we do? We looked to Jasmine for advice and suggestions. Simple enough, right? She lives there. Surely she could come up with a location that we all could enjoy? But, there was a snag in the perfect plan.

To say it delicately is...impossible. To smooth over the truth in my own blog is...unthinkable. The simple fact of the matter is that our host Jasmin never had any intention of going where we wanted to go. In fact, she said as much before we even left. Clubs? Out! So, what was left? Bars. I have a special disgust for bars but she assured us that it would be a good time (resisting urge to roll eyes).

Now before I go on, let me make it clear that Ann knew exactly where she wanted to go. We all knew. She wanted to go to a bar. A certain bar. Where a certain group of male friends were partying. She did not put it on loud speaker but there was no mistake that this "certain bar" was where she wanted us all to go. And, I figured that if it was going to be a bar that we went to, why not one where we knew people there? Are you following me?

The night was moving on, but girls will be girls. We did not really get out of the door until 12:30ish. Of course, we did not think it was too big of a deal being that we know places that don't close until 6AM in Atlanta! But, as we are riding off into the night, Jasmin blurts out, "Honestly, we left so late, everything is probably going to be closed". Something like indignation welled up in my throat and I barely choked back a "What the $@%#!" Instead, I assured myself with the assumption that Jasmine had to be exaggerating. We made time to pick up Jasmine's friend and take the "other" highway to avoid the tolls but even as we arrived in downtown Chicago, we still had no ACTUAL destination.

The music was blasting, so between "who-runs-the-world"s and "baby-I-can-be-yo-motivation"s, I managed to hear Jasmine (once again) asking Ann where she wanted to go. Starring at her text messages, Ann's answer was "I don't know, my friends have text'd me that they're at (insert bar strip)". Need I remind you that everyone knew that she DID know what she wanted. That response was her form of meekness (a description not often synonymous with Ann).

So, when we rolled up to a completely Underwhelming bar strip littered with tipsy hipsters and plaid-shirt-and-skinny-jean-wearing-black-guys, I gave Diandra a look that said, "What EPIC mistake is this!?" All I could think about was how long it was going to take us to get off this street that we had obviously made a WRONG TURN onto. But than Jasmine's friend was saying, "Well Ann, I think that bar you're talking about is like 20 minutes away...soo yeah" (Jasmine cosigned.) That is when I noticed that Jasmine had slowed the car down and was looking out the window as if searching for a valet. Horror ran cold in my veins! It could not be! I looked around the car and observed the same expression on every girl's face, even Jasmine's friend. Did she intend for us to (shudder) get out here? Jasmine herself seemed blissfully unaware of the confusion and disgust spreading across everyone's face. The next thing I know, I valet is opening all of our doors and as I step out of the car, everything in me screams to get back in!

Two seconds later, the five of us (Me, Ann, Diandre, Jasmine, Jasmine's friend) are standing in line to who-knows-where! Please understand that no one and I mean NO ONE agreed to go to this place. Jasmine picked this bar and I supposed she saw no need to inform anyone else. Fail. Epic-ly. So, when we could not get in the bar and Jasmine discovered that no one wanted to stay, her exact words were, "Okay well, if you don't want to stay here than we'll just go home". What? At that moment, all pretenses dropped and I gave her the dirtiest look I could muster and said, "how about we try somewhere else". We spent a few seconds acting like we were trying to decide on a place to go but when (surprise, surprise) we ended up on our way to the bar Ann had originally suggested, no was really shocked. Even more "interesting" was that this 20-minutes-away-bar turned out to be only like a 5 minute drive! Tisk, Tisk. Sounds suspect. But, it gets worst.

When we finally pulled up to where we should have been from the "get-go", the bar was shutting down! I kid you not! People were pouring out of the place and then 2 very tipsy guys run up to the car calling Ann's name saying, "We're just leaving the bar, you missed it!" The irony was so rich, I could taste it. The look on Ann's face could of broken my heart had I not been busy fuming with steamy rage. "You guys should come with us to breakfast! We're going to get breakfast!" the guys yelled as the car pulled away. Ann looked at everyone and asked if we wanted to go. Somehow over the blasting music, my 3 times repeated Affirmative sounded like I said that none of us wanted to go. It's funny because, when I was joking playfully with Diandre who was sitting right beside me, Jasmine heard me well enough to comment that we "acted like 2nd graders", but when I raised my voice THREE TIMES to say that Diandre and I wanted to go to breakfast, she "heard me wrong". (eyebrow raise)

It was not until I noticed Jasmine pulling onto the freeway that I realized we weren't going anywhere but home! Wait wait wait! What? Where the- Wow! That's just about what went through my mind before I just went to my quiet place and ignored everyone. So, news flash to anyone reading this. Jasmine never wanted to go to "that" bar or hang out with "those guys". She never made an effort to hide that fact. So, the night's complete failure was a big misunderstanding? Doubtful.

At the end of the night, as I took off my completely wasted outfit and wiped off my make up--that had taken 20 minutes to put on--I got in the bed and thought to myself, "Well, this night was a Cluster-F%CK."

So ended my first night in Chicago.

I Died And Went to Wed Land

2011-08-01T23:11:00.000-04:00

Pattie's wedding is getting closer. So much to do! So much to do!

So, I'm knee deep in wedding planning!

Love,

Maid of Honor

Girls Weekend In Chicago

2011-07-04T17:01:00.000-04:00

   Okay so, for this 4th of July Weekend, the girls and I decided to take a girls trip to none other than Chicago! City of R Kelly and Kanye West! So, it was Ann, Diandre, and I together for the time of our lives. I took precious measure with all the outfits and shoes I picked, I made sure my hair was on point. I even skipped my 4 year anniversary gift to go! Understand, I was excited for this trip...

   If you have any intelligence about you, then you know that a huge BUT is coming up. Let me tell you what happened. First let me just say that Day 1 was amazing. Put me in a shopping mall, let me see a few shirtless men at a park and I'm happy! I'm a simple woman with simple pleasures. Now with that said, that same evening was a whole-nother situation all together.

   It all started with getting ready. Me and my girls were doing the prepping rituals that all women do before hitting up the club. Everything was going fine. There was sexy outfits, endless body spray, hair drama, and all the other details that go into getting ready for a Sexy Night. We were talking and laughing together and running around half naked until just around when we were about leave, our host for the evening finally informs us that we're late (it's like 12:30am). Now being from Atlanta, we were sure that our host Jasmin (Ann's cousin) was simply exaggerating. I mean come on, surely Chi-town trumps the A-town when it comes to partying... we were fine.

   WRONG! So wrong. It was a disaster. I'm talking complete and utter epic fail! Ask me where we went. Go ahead. Ask! You want the answer. NOWHERE! Our black-@$$es showed up and everything was CLOSING. I was so pissed, I had to keep my mouth closed the whole ride back to the house. Mind you, it was only 2:30am when we first showed up. How pathetic is that? I know clubs in Atlanta that don't close until 6am.

   Thinking back now, maybe we dodged a bullet because the next night...was better than the last but by NO MEANS great. Let us just say that the night ended at 2am! Excuse ME? 2AM? That's what time we're usually JUST warming up! WOW. But that's the time we stopped partying. WEAK.

   Chicago... or at least the part I have seen is Decent at best. I'm still here though. Maybe this windy city has got a surprise or two up its sleeve... I hope so. I need some awesome stories to tell!

Candid Moments

2011-06-28T16:01:00.001-04:00

I kissed a baby... where's my sanitizer?

What's an egg hunt without an Easter Bunny?

3 generations of awesomeness

Yes, the ears are real...

What do you mean, WHOSE the oldest?

sister, sister

Thug Life.

End of the PhotoShoot

In a situation like this, you don't ask why the boy is there. Instead, you ponder which girl he likes.

I didn't matter which color we put the eggs in... they all came out pink...

On your mark. Get Set. GOOOO!!!

Happy Tuesday!

I Love Being A GodMother

2011-06-23T10:22:00.011-04:00

Awww... she looks hot and loaded down. But, I assured her that she is building strong bones or what not. I do not care what my sister Annette says, I am not a slave driver! I'm just not.

Summer in The South

2011-06-22T15:07:00.000-04:00

6/22/11 2:07pm

Let me be the first to say that heat of a Southern Summer is outrageous BUT I absolutely love them! There is something so revitalizing about seeing Georgia in its prime. I personally like to take full advantage so I have not been to my blog lately! But, I am happy to update you on what I have been doing!

I took a visit to my local neighborhood pool with my Goddaughter who had a blast. I thought I was cute enough considering that there were mostly moms and their children about. Honestly, it almost makes me miss college where there was always a group of cute (probably white) girls tanning and hot guys watching (and showing off) and most importantly, no annoying children! There's a story here...

(My sister & I. Bad pic of me, but she looks so cute, right?)

So, Above I am posing with my cousin's wife on her birthday. The picture above that is my sister and I cheesing for the camera. Once I got to the party, everything was great but do NOT get me started on the drama it took for me to get there in the first place! My sister Annette was my ride and man-oh-man!! We got there 2 1/2 hrs late!!! Enough said. I was so hungry by the time we arrived at the restaurant that I barely knew what I order...just that it had meat in it. It was THAT serious!

My Mom Was A House Wife...

2011-06-09T13:01:00.003-04:00

So, I automatically assumed that I would be one too when I grew up.

But I think as I got older, what I want has evolved and matured.

Now I want to run my on business from home and...

still be a house wife...

haha

My Brother's Graduation

2011-05-27T14:15:00.000-04:00

Congratulations to my Brother for Graduating from Georgia Southern University! YAY!

This is a family of GSU Alumni!

This is my little niece. She is TOO cute but don't get it twisted...

...she is MEAN!!

The grad with his girlfriend and our Dad!

My Bro's Girl and I posing for the Camera!

Everybody, have great weekend!!!

Weekend Adventure

2011-05-21T10:15:00.000-04:00

My Daddy (yeah, that's what I call him) is here! Yes! We are off to roam the Georgia countryside and eat at random delicious southern restaurants. And you?

OH NO!

2011-05-20T19:06:00.000-04:00

My camera has gone missing!! How can I make blog posts without my photos? I simply can't. I can't, I tell you!!

Back to Black

2011-05-13T14:55:00.001-04:00

He left. I watched him go.

The visit is over. It lasted only 36 hours 26 minutes and 18 seconds. I'm absolutely sure because that is exactly how long I lived this month.

My Man is gone again back to that far away land. Without him, I am just a lonely half of a whole. The color fades, time slows, and I go...

Back To Black.

Great News!

2011-05-10T14:25:00.000-04:00

The Man is coming to visit today!! Yesssssssss!

That is all.

In Three Years...

2011-05-05T15:32:00.000-04:00

I have been thinking a lot lately about the future and what it holds for me. In particular, I have been thinking where I would like to be in my life. I gave it some deep thought last night and this is what I have come up with:

In Three Years, I would like to...

Be married and with child (aka pregnant or recently given birth).

Have a quaint house outside of the city: 2 bedrooms, 2 bath, 1-2 acres with trees and a 2 car garage.

Have a job that I enjoy where I can dress as I like instead of wearing a Uniform.

Own a cute and gently used compact SUV like the VW Tiguan

Be genuinely happy with where I am and where I am going.

Happy Thursday!

A Night Like Any Other

2011-05-04T16:06:00.001-04:00

I did not have a good reason to "dress up" like I did last night, but honestly that has never stopped me before. And besides, there is only so long that I can go on acting as if pants and tank tops are my usual attire! So anyway, my little niece grabs my camera (also not unusual) and starts taking pictures of everything. If I am truthful, she should have been in bed but her mother (my sister) was just distracted enough not to notice that her child was outside following me around with a camera...

The weather was just perfect enough for us to comfortably prance about the neighborhood without a care in the world. At first, it was cute and silly and fun...

We checked the mail and made fun poses from that Willow Smith "Whip My Hair" video. We scoped out cute guys and took the long way just to enjoy our walk a bit longer. But then, the bugs appeared from thin air and suddenly posing for pics while my precious skin was feasted upon wan't so fun anymore...

And just as we were rounding the curve to get home, who did I see but my father chilled back in his car smoking a cigar! How long had he been there?

My niece ran to him but I lagged behind. By this time, those stupid bugs had thoroughly killed my short lived passion for the "outdoors" and I was ripe and ready for "The Great Inside"! But, I did not go in. Instead we drug my dad out of the car to take a few pics with us.

Okay okay, I was really finished after that. The night bugs were hunting for me and I was pretty sure that I smelled like "outside". But before I left, I had to throw in a couple joyous pictures... after all I was escaping and my boyfriend was calling! Yeah!

There you go - A night like any other...

Peace.

Okay, I'll Admit it. I look hot today!

2011-05-02T14:41:00.000-04:00

No picture?
Well no there's not. But only because my camera is in my bedroom and all the tiresome effort it takes to deliver on such a thing has exhausted me. Sigh. You understand, right? Great.

Anyway. Have you ever been hit on by your maintenance man? No, seriously! I feel like I am up there with those women who have affairs with the Milk man, or the Mail man, or whatever M man that visits. Except, I am not having an affair. At all. In fact, what annoys me most of all is that my FATHER keeps insinuating that I am whenever he comes over! Are you kidding me? Now, do not think of me as superficial but, MY GOSH! I do hope that I have higher "prospective affair" ambitions than the men who fix my toilet (no offense). ~~(Maybe the garbage man? I heard they get paid quite well...)~~
Besides, I am simply uninterested in having my man go to prison for murder. Who would fix his pancakes just the way he likes them?

Moving on, my brother's college graduation is coming up! YAY! It is the perfect ~~excuse~~ opportunity to ~~justify the purchase of~~ to purchase a new outfit and shoes! Yes! You would not BELIEVE the last time I bought a pair of shoes. In fact, the reality is too shocking to reveal. But, let me just say that months have passed! ::shudder:: Sorry about that. I am still recovering.

I'm in good with the In-Laws...

2011-04-29T01:26:00.003-04:00

Pattie Here (aka, I'm not Yet),

Okay now that we have that out of the way, it is confession time...
My fiance's parents love me (I think...maybe...honestly I don't know) but I kind of despise them to say the least.

I mean who seriously sits on YOUR future fiance's lap and asks who the # one lady in their life is!!! No really WHO DOES THAT! That is some serious t.v. show mess...but it doesn't stop there...

I was fortunate enough to be verbally bashed when THEY ruined MY outrageously expensive craft supplies by my soon to be father-in-law...whoo-hoo!

And, let us not forget the legendary taunting and nah-nanny boo boos of, and I quote "Ha ha ha, you're leaving off to college, and you'll be all alone, and I get to stay here and see him (my finance) everyday, ha ha ha..."

Now I'm back and have the displeasure of living with them due to circumstances that are to outrageous to even go over right now
Oh the stories I will tell...next time...

Running Earrands

2011-04-26T21:58:00.000-04:00

Don't we look like the three musketeers? My friend, my sis Pattie, and I took a quick trip to the local post office to mail off a couple Swap-Bot packages. Swap-Bot is sort of a complex "pin pal" type of thing just in case you were wondering. Anyway, the mail lady happily took a picture of the three of us after asking if we even knew each other. haha. I have not heard a question like that before.

So, after that we went to the International Farmer's Market where I froze my butt off! It is funny to see foreigners staring at the "only Americans" in the store. That would be us by the way. We were sashaying around the place like a bunch children. We even made dirty jokes about the different Okra sizes from around the world. Needless to say, even with a list we were there too long. It was greatness.

Lastly, we stopped at an ATM so I could deposit a little money. I thought the process would be quick and painless. WRONG! Tell me why the woman in front of me had a whole STACK of checks that she painstakingly deposited individually. Needless to say, it took forever. There is only so long that I can look at my cute figure in the reflection of the nearby storefronts. I am usually the type to give people the benefit of the doubt but not this time! By the time she walked off without even looking at me, I had thought of every single insult in the book. How rude is it to HOG the ATM that is supposed to be quick. That is like bringing 2 buggies full of groceries to a 20 Items Or Less Line!! It is insulting!!

All and all, an eventful day!

A Tender Spot for Children...

2011-04-25T12:02:00.000-04:00

I hope your Easter was great like MINE was!

I'm sooo making my boyfriend watch this!

2011-04-19T10:39:00.000-04:00

Yeah so,
by no means is this movie The Black Knight but I will say that this is one of the darker cartoons (or animated films, if you want to be "correct") that I have seen. Ever. I LOVED it! The Man is all into this sort of thing so I am definitely putting it on "The List" of movies that I want HIM to watch.

Have you ever...

2011-04-18T14:01:00.000-04:00

...had an evening picnic?

I haven't. But I will be marking this activity off my To Do List in about 2 days. I have put together the perfect Picnic for Four! The excitement is killing me. I know that to you it's "just a picnic" but for me, it's an Intimate Event to be executed to perfection!

Yeah, it's THAT serious...

Friends And Family

2011-04-14T13:06:00.000-04:00

To have family and to have friends means experiencing drama sometime or other. Even if you try to avoid it. Even if you stay to yourself and ignore gossip and nicely ask others to "Spare Me" of the details, drama is still going to grab you with it's burning clutches kicking and screaming! Sigh.
I just want to Spring Clean.
And plan pretty picnics.
And read magazines.
That's it.

Pictures with Friends and Family! I just love them...

Busy Spring Cleaning

2011-04-13T12:55:00.000-04:00

My home is in desperate need of some tender love and care. So, that's what I'm doing right now. I feel like Cinderella... except the home is mine, and my fairy Godmother is Bleach, and my Prince my Dishwasher.

Love ya!
Yet

Awake

2011-04-08T13:17:00.000-04:00

Okay so, I was holding out for a while there to finish my "Make Out" series but then I realized this whole thing was taking too long and my life is happening and I have no blog people to read about it. I figure that today is as good a day as any to move on. So boom. I'm here.

Can't keep Your Hands to Yourself II

2011-02-10T15:54:00.000-05:00

...List continued from Part 1

My Top Places To Make Out

7. In the backseat: Ah yes, this is a classic. My first (real) kiss was in the back of a Jeep one warm summer night at a vacant park. The first time I ever made out was at the age of 19 in the backseat of my boyfriend's Jeep and I was so nervous that he had to give me a peptalk (how embarrassing). The experience was beautiful and now we try to make a tradition of it at least once each summer!

6. Outdoors: Okay, picture a lovely picnic at a small beautiful park with (sparking) champagne, delicious homemade food, and a clear blue sky. Romantic, right? Well, that's how it began for The Man and I. One minute we were gazing into each other's eyes and the next we were tumbling about in the grass. The best part of all was how at one I felt with nature. I gazed up at the sky and it felt like the heavens looking down on me and the birds sang, and the bees buzzed. At that moment, I realized that nature intended for us to be outside. It was like an awakening. Deep Stuff. You've got to try it (but maybe not in February?).

5. Playground at Night: I know it sounds childish but hear me out! The playground is a whimsical place that takes on a rather romantic feel once the rays of day have left it. With no one around, a couple could cozy up in all sorts of ways. Glide lazily on the swings, Float down the slide, or just run about playing Tag "you're it!". The best part of course is being caught! There's nothing like a moonlit play land to feel youthful and frisky!

...To be Continued!

My Chicago Rant

2011-02-08T08:00:00.002-05:00

8/2/2011

I like to think of myself as a glass half full type of person.

So ended my first night in Chicago.

Can't Keep Your Hands to Yourself

2011-02-02T13:25:00.001-05:00

I've got to be honest with you. Valentine's Day is one of my FAVORITE holidays that

exist (only surpassed by Christmas) and I tend to go a bit over the top. I know there's all those haters

out there, but how could I possibly care? If you're not smart enough to appreciate the point

of V Day, I can't be bothered to worry about it. Sigh.

(besides, the economy could use a little spending...)

So anyway, when you're not having sex like The Man and I, it is important to keep it sexy. There are plenty of ways that we do that! One of my personal favorites are finding new places to make out. So in honor of this, I have devised a special list just for my readers. It's called:

My Top Ten Places To Make Out

10. Upside Down: That's right. When that first Spiderman Movie came out, all my senses tingled when I saw that kissing scene. Of course, I did not try it until years later when I actually got a boyfriend but it was worth the wait. Believe me. As so as I get a chance, we're going to do it in the rain. I don't know how but I'm sure The Man can find some bar to hang from or something, right? Yeah, I think so.

9. The Ocean: I hope you noticed how I did not say beach because I want there to be no confusion. Let me tell you, I have only done it once but one beautiful day on Hilton Head Island, a couple friends and I were playing around in the water when this huge wave comes crashing down on top of us. When I finally come up, we're all scattered in different locations. Out of the blue, The Man shoots up from the water and throws his arms around. He knows I can't swim and he had been looking for me. Caught up in the intense moment, I return his urgent embrace full on. And then suddenly, he's picking me up and I'm wrapping my legs around his waist and we're kissing like life will end if we stop. We're kissing like the not-so-distant families and onlookers have disappeared completely. In fact, we are so into each other that we don't see our friend waving frantically or hear them screaming "STING RAY!! HELP! CAN'T SWIM!!". Sigh. It was amazing.

8. In A Dressing Room: There are few pleasures greater than the joy of shopping and I'm good at it. Believe it. So, when I have my arms full of dresses and goodies to try on, I always have ~~my financier~~ The Man stand outside the fitting room so I can show him my outfits. Well, one day when I'm squeezing myself and all my clothes through the little door, I get a rather forceful shove inside and hear the door lock behind me. I'm all "WTF!" as he snatches the clothes of my hands and throws them on a hook. And then I'm all "You can't be in here!" and he's all "Yeah, yeah" and then he grabs my waist and starts kissing me for all he's worth! And then, he's picking me up and sitting me on top of him on that seat that's always there. I don't even care that my new purse is laying on the floor or that my cute dress will be wrinkled to distraction. Nope. I don't even care that that my patient leather pumps are getting scuffed against the makeshift wall/mirror... I guess there's more to be had from shopping other than spending his money...

Let the games begin.

...to be continued. For Sure.

Let's Go Somewhere and Get it on Tonight

2011-02-01T09:23:00.001-05:00

Welcome to February. Sexy, Isn't it?

I have personally decided to dedicate this month to all things:

Love

Sex

...and all that stuff in between.

Good Girl

2011-01-31T13:04:00.002-05:00

She say she never did it

She say she never tried

She sittin there tellin

A motherf@#king lie...

Or, Maybe Not.

GIVE ME WHAT I WANT!!

I am SO done with mediocre. I mean, it was okay for a while but my system does not have the capacity to sustain on such a meager existence. The truth is, a nice place to live and a timid day-to-day routine is destroying my health. Why just this morning, I woke up with back pains and the sniffles! YOU SEE! It's really a matter of great urgency that I rise to my true standards (and if you're wondering, it's near perfection). Life or Death, really. That is why I ~~have concluded~~ have prescribed a high dose of attention as the remedy. That's right. A healthy dose (or 5) of attention is essential for a balanced and overwhelmingly fulfilling life. Everybody knows that.

And to begin, I want to draw attention to the latest men who've tried to get my number:

Publix Produce Guy: Thanks for telling me how hot I am in my throw-on-anything-to-run-to-the-store clothes but the thing is that the reason that I did not give you my number is NOT the "I have a boyfriend" excuse that I gave you (even if it's true). It is actually because you couldn't be a day over 20. I'm 23. And you had blue braces. No thanks. And honestly, you were looking kind of rough.
Jamaican Mechanic Guy: It was really sweet of you to let me sit beside you while I was waiting for my Honey BBQ Wings order but that does not mean that I want to carry on a conversation with you... about anything. When you saw me pull a novel out of my purse while you were talking, that was your--rather obvious--hint that I don't want to talk to you anymore. I hope you noticed how I kept checking to see if my order was called... so I could get away from you. By the way, not that I don't love attention from older (worthy) men, but you are like, 40 and you thought I might still be in high school. EW! You pervert. 32A does not mean you've found the 16yr old of your dreams.

::Deep Breathe:: My work here is done.

The details are kinda blurry

2011-01-25T10:38:00.000-05:00

Dear Boyfriend,

The details are kind of blurry but I remember you were there with my camera taking pictures while I talked on the phone. Now that I think about it, were you trying to get a picture of me... or my cleavage? Just saying. Did we make out after this because I am clearly giving you the eyes. Cue the Marvin Gaye music...

Curiously awaiting your reply,

Yet

Dear Newish Followers,

I've been thinking about posting some funny stories about what has been happening in my life lately. The only thing is that you current readers are different from the ones I had before, right? So, do you still like detailed yet hilarious stories about the mess the happens to me on a daily basis? I hope so because who else am I going to tell? And besides, short posts are "the other kind", meaning not me.

Love,

Your Humble Leader

Happy Birthday Daddy

2011-01-24T12:44:00.000-05:00

Happy Birthday Dad! You're the best Old Man in the World!!!

(yesterday)

(a long time ago)

Before, Than, After

2011-01-17T23:58:00.003-05:00

Since some people (Yet) think I neglect this blog ... (okay maybe sometimes...a lot of the time)I am making a post.

Just in case you didn't know...I'm Pattie (the better half of this blog jk) and I am the other side of this blog :)
__
Anyways, so I got my hair straightened for the first time after cutting it all off (yes, I buzz cut my hair after I found out I was pregnant...blasted hormones).

This is me before I got pregnant and my how my hair originally looked.

Here is me later with my hair cut (yes, all 173lbs of me) and pregnant. Man all that pregnancy weight was a blow to someone who had never been over 110lbs or in a size higher than 5.

And, here I am now with my hair straightened (not relaxed, this hair can go back to kinky with one drop of rain, believe that).

You want to see Paddie's Baby?

2011-01-16T10:51:00.000-05:00

Yeah so,
There are "supposed" to be two people that post on this blog: Me & Paddie
You might have guessed that she has her own separate blog and you hear a lot more from her over there! Hey, look at her new baby!

Want more?? Follow THIS link!

So, I'm sitting at my office at home when suddenly...

2011-01-06T15:11:00.001-05:00

I hear voices from outside my window.

At first, I ignore them until this part...

"A PILLOW! A F%#KING PILLOW!" shouts a males voice.

"You hit me!" whines a much softer female voice.

"WITH A F%#KING PILLOW! IT AIN'T LIKE I HIT YOU WITH MY HAND!" comes the booming reply.

So, I've stopped typing and I am leaning up against my window to catch more of their conversation but it appears that the couple has moved back inside. For GOSH SAKE! Just when I get interested, that is when they realize that standing on a patio is not the best place to have a fight. Sigh.

Neighbors.

So ends my short stint at eavesdropping.

Caught Holding an Infant

2011-01-06T14:18:00.001-05:00

Speak of this to no one.

Babies (aka "its") are not my thing.

PS... I look like a Bum. Live with it.

Something Else Entirely!

2010-12-18T02:17:00.000-05:00

I'm supposed to be doing something else. However, all I can think about is the message I sent to him and the fact that he has not replied and it has been almost 3 weeks. Was it too long? Was I too forward? But, no regrets. I took a risk. Now, I'll just learn how to be patient... (a difficult feat by any measure).

I'm supposed to be doing something else. But, I cannot help but be thankful that my cell phone is safely in my possession again (it was lost). The only problem is that... it's broken (the irony is unbearable). However, The Man is already making moves to send me another. Sigh. Is he great or what?

I'm supposed to be doing something else. Instead, I'm thinking about you. Yes YOU, my followers. One day, this blog is going to have an organized point... Until that far and distant moment, I will keep posting about any random life events that happen to tickle my fancy. You understand. :)

I'm supposed to be sleeping.
And now, I am going to. Good Night.

2007, In my boyfriend's room when I first discovered the Laptop CAM

2010-12-15T10:32:00.000-05:00

Happy Wednesday!!!!

Story Time In Pictures

2010-12-13T11:18:00.032-05:00

In a peaceful village, there lived a young girl name Naomi who was respected for her healing skills. As daughter of the village's Ruler, she was loved and admired by all!

One day, from just beyond the village, the feared Black Sorceress emerged from the Forbidden Forest. Cloaked in the shadows, she drew near the small village until she reached the very edge of the wood.

Filled with Jealousy of the village's healer, the Black Sorceress demanded to have Naomi brought before her and that all the healing herbs in the nearby woods were to be destroyed!

Knowing the evil darkness in the heart of The Black Sorceress, Noelle snuck out of the village into the woods to hide. She knew what she must do to save her people but the danger of journeying deep into the Forbidden Forest left her fearful of what might happen if the The Black Sorceress left the wood's edge.

For 3 days, Noelle journeyed deep within the forbidden forest searching diligently and always weary that she might be found or worst...

Finally, she found the tree that bared the fruit that she sought. The mystical blood berries held the power to stop The Black Sorceress and free her village from her evil clutches! She held safely within her garb for the trip home would be long and treacherous.

She had what she came for... Now, the only problem was getting out...

...to be continued

The Tree Has Arrived!!!

2010-12-11T15:03:00.002-05:00

PATTIE:

Hello wonderful followers :) I know it has been several months since I have made a post on this blog, but...let us not focus on that ^_^

So today the Christmas tree arrived, how exciting! No it's not my tree and no it's not my house, but my sister lives here and this is where I will be for Christmas so...yea.

That is all :)

My Breasts May Be Small But...

2010-12-06T13:50:00.000-05:00

...So is my waist.

I Like my small breasts

And my body

And my nappy hair

And my personality

And it's rare to find someone who appreciates what they have. I know a blessing when I see it...

DO YOU?

Midnight Blogging: Always A Mistake!

2010-12-03T01:15:00.001-05:00

Yeah so,
I'm starting to think that maybe it is not such a good idea to blog so late at night. My thoughts are EMO and Depressive! My goodness. But, it is too late now. I have already begun...

First off, I'm a little sad that this blog is so dead lately. I mean, we got 2 Comments on that last post!! (not to mention 2 posts with NO comments!) Geez! Now that is crappy. Was the blog post that bad? Was it too boring? I personally thought the picture was sort of cute. Anyway, The Man and I had an argument. We made up but I still feel like a recovering war veteran. If he was not so far away, I would show up at his door (with some Krispy Kreme Donuts) and go to sleep in his arms. That's all the healing I need...

GOOD GOSH! When did I become so Mushy? This is worst than Lifetime... okay, maybe not THAT bad.

I'm going to bed now. My eyes are burning. Ouch. I need some rest. GOOD NIGHT!

Love,
Yet

PS... I might fully recover from this "depression" should you leave me a comment about how awesome the blog is...okay, you don't have to do that... but leave a comment...

Blogging at night: Another Bad Idea! ...friends don't let friends Blog past midnight...

Rain Rain Go Away

2010-12-02T12:18:00.000-05:00

"A Rainy Night in Georgia. I feel like it's raining all over the world..."

No Love...

2010-11-30T23:27:00.004-05:00

I'm the type of girl that

writes angry poetry with earphones on late at night in my room
gets sick of people taking her for granted
wears shades so that you won't see that my smile is not a smile at all. It's a snarl.
lays low... until it's time to blow
turns off. Completely. I know how NOT to care.

I know how to be cold. (Refer to this post) It does not come naturally, but I can do it...

In the words of Eminem...

It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
F-ck what you say, just don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more
I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
B---h you get no love

You show me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you
You don’t hurt me no more

B---h you get no love
And I don’t need you

no more

I'm feeling better already...

A Beautiful Friendship

2010-11-28T17:30:00.000-05:00

Some people are just Click together!

I loves ya!

So Bloggers, got any friends that you don't deserve??

Proceed With Caution!!

2010-11-26T23:55:00.003-05:00

I need to learn boundaries!

Seriously! Hear me out...

Growing up, I always hung around boys. I knew about all their "secret" crushes and knew all their inside jokes. However, the only thing I was forever clueless about was what boys thought about me!

The real problem with this came in college when I had all these guys that were friends and NO boyfriend! Then one day, one of my "guy friends" sat me down and explained something to me...

Him: "Do you realize that you treat your guy friends like boyfriends?"

Me: "What? No I don't! That's ridiculous!"

Him: " Not really. The way you stare up at us with the world in your eyes, the constant compliments you're always shelling out..."

Me: "So what? That's normal."

Him: "The fact that you Hold hands and the way you dance..."

Me: "What's wrong with my dancing?"

Him: "For gosh sake, you prepare homecooked meals!"

Me:"I cook meals for everybody!!"

Him: "YET!! You cannot BE this blind!!"

...but I was. And I still am... sorta. You see, I finally got me a guy but there is still that other problem. You see, I am what you would call... a (reasonably large) flirt.

And this would be okay expect, guys keep falling for me (NOT part of the plan) but I like the attention (...that is until they start the whole i-have-to-confess-my-true-feelings-even-though-i-know-u-have-a-boyfriend speech). The problem is that I never seem to catch the "hints" that a guy is catching feelings for me (at least, not until it's too late).

Sigh. Guys are so interesting. And drama free.

I don't want to give them up. So, I need to learn boundaries.

...but if it was simple, I would have already learned...

Even Virgins Get Hungry...

2010-11-24T05:15:00.004-05:00

It is 5:15am and I still have not gone to bed yet. I have been up all night watching romance and action dramas! I barely ate anything today and I did not get any work done! It is official. I think I am LOVE SICK!

Gosh. I just saw HIM last weekend! I'm SO greedy!

...who knew prudish virgins could be so DEMANDING?!

Long Distance Lover

2010-11-16T10:16:00.003-05:00

Dear Long Distance Lover,

When can I see you again? When can my heart beat again? And WHEN are you going to reply to the freakin email that I sent you 2 days ago! Geez! Do you have to act like a typical guy even miles and miles away?? Besides, last night when I was sleeping, I kept dreaming that you'd stop by and bring me a box of chicken nuggets from Chick-fil-a! You can imagine how disappointed I was to wake up and find only cereal and milk for breakfast! Will the suffering NEVER end?

On another note, I hope you appreciated all the hard work I put into the latest letter that i sent you! I personally think it was a nice touch to make the envelope transparent so you could see my love shinning through. I made that envelope you know and I drew you a pretty picture showing how much I miss you. Overall, I expect that you rolled your eyes at my sweet nonsense and pretended like you did not like the sheer Lovey-Dovey-ness of my love-letter to you...

...But, let's be honest. You freakin LOVED it. You can't get enough of these random hand-crafted letters. Go ahead. Deny it. It's okay, your next one's already in the mail. Don't get too excited but, this next one might have red & pink hearts on the front!

OOps! I've said too much. I better go before I tell you about the lovers cross-word... Crap!

Until we meet again...

PS... can you still act surprised? I love that part!

Love,

Yet

A Closer Looks

2010-11-15T10:00:00.000-05:00

Amuse yourself with this "Closer Look" at my tell-tale photo!!

In my left hand, I hold a coke can. It's a testament my Southern Heritage!
To my rear is a row of Yellow School buses! That is because I'm actually in a school parking lot at a Local Car & Bike Show!
In my right hand, I hold the classic plastic fork which is proof of my attempt to eat the sub-par brown goo called chocolate cake. Epic Fail.
It's a little too hot to be wearing a sweater dress... but I rock it hard!

My Sis & I: Annette

2010-11-03T13:04:00.005-04:00

A Typical Conversation with Annette

Annette: "Yet, you're not going to put tomatoes in your baked chicken again are you?"

Me (Yet): "...I might"

Annette: "But Yet, who puts tomatoes in baked chicken anyway? ...you know I don't really like tomatoes..."

Me: "...I'm so sorry to hear that"

Annette: "What temperature are you going to put the stove on? I know you cook food forever..."

Me: "...[pause]...you ask a lot of questions"

Annette: "I do not! ...I see you have an attitude today. I see now that I can't even ask you a question or two with you getting offended!"

Me: "I'm not offended... goodness, I'm sorry. It just feels like you ask a lot of questions..."

Annette: "WELL I DON'T!!! ...are you going to add more seasoning to that rice?"

...ah, sisterhood...

It's a Beautiful Day

2010-11-01T15:07:00.004-04:00

... and I feel really free and beautiful ...

By the way, I graduated...

2010-10-28T09:30:00.001-04:00

Summer 2010...

I officially became a graduate!

Below, I'm Cheesing too hard because I'm so happy!

Here I am with The Man and my family on the field! And me with yet another awful smile!

Here are The Man & I at our Graduation After Party! Don't we look so great together?!

This is The Man and I trying to escape our school Mascot!

Let the real affects of the recession begin...

Down the Drain - Part II

2010-10-27T10:48:00.001-04:00

(Story continued from THIS previous post)

"What am I going to do?" Paddie Cries!

**Now at this point, any normal person would say, "buy a new phone". But, the look of utter despair lead me to say something different.**

As I squinted my eyes to barely make out Paddie's red flip phone, I muttered "I guess you're going to have to tell Daddy... you never know..."

Five minutes later, Paddie comes out of the Police building with our Dad and our Sister Rosilan who works in corporate. The resulting events go as follows:

Paddie moans and groans.
Rosalin and my Dad stare down the drain in vague shock (wondering the same thing I did).
My Dad rant and raves over how Paddie seems to ALWAYS get in these sticky situations.
I think at one point, someone actually tries to REACH their arm through...fail

Just when I'm prepping Prego Paddie to tell her that it's a lost cause, "...you see Paddie... don't start crying but..." Suddenly, Rosilan takes charge! She has power and dang it, she intends to use it!

She stops some random guy whose walking by, "George! (or Jim/jake/whatever) You work in the construction department don't you?"

"I sure do, Mizz Rose" (insert charming southern accent)

"Perfect! Could you come over here for a moment? I seem to have dropped my phone while I was talking! You know how much I can talk... I was wondering if there was ANY way that you could help me to retrieve it" (Cue the violins)

Well, it turns out that the road construction that is going on down the street has linked employees under George's/Jim's/Jake's department. He literally just shouts down the street to one of the sweat covered men and in 5 mins, 3 or 4 of them are heading over!

(Observe: Construction Site from Car window)

(here is our sis Rosilan standing back to watch what happens next.)

(Observe as the grate is removed by two helpful and dirty construction workers)

(And for the best part, one guy SLIPS down the nine foot gutter and comes back out with a little red phone. He hands it to Rosalin as if he does this all the time! My Dad's back is sort of blocking the view but you can make it out...)

And so, Paddie gets back her little red phone and I stand around taking pictures because nobody would believe this stuff!! I'm serious. Last time you dropped your poor cell phone down the nine foot gutter, I'm sure some random construction men did not show up to jump down into the gosh-forsaken-sewer to get it for you... or did they?

And get this, of all the damp-nasty-murky places her phone could have landed, it just so happened that Paddie's phone landed in a nice and dry oasis and sustained no damage at all! Can you believe it!? Just look for yourself! Her phone is below...

Now for all you none believers, miracles DO happen!!

Down the Drain!!

2010-10-24T17:30:00.001-04:00

Well, it's a day like any other and I'm riding through downtown Atlanta with my father (yes, we hang out alot) and Paddie.

Paddie has some hospital thingie to go to about her baby so we're trying to kill time before her appointment. Coinsidentally enough we have an "adopted" sister who works in the office at the Atlanta Police department named Rosalin. So, we decide to stop by and say hello. My Dad parks, gets out the car, and is inside the building before I've even opened my door. Even pregnant Paddie is ahead of me and just as I am reaching for the door handle, I hear...

CLANK, CLACK, PING, CLACK
and then...
"No! Nooooo! I didn't! No! Why is this happening to me?"

For a split second there, I wonder if her water has broken until I reassure myself that I would have certainly heard a trickling sound or something.
"What's wrong?" I ask, vaguely interested.

"YET, I think I just dropped my phone down the grate"

"What the heck is a grate?"
"The grate in the ground, that leads to the sewer"
"Oh, you mean the gutter!" I get out and my mouth drops open as I faintly make out her red flip phone through the grated gutter located 9 feet below our feet!
"Are you telling me that you dropped your phone through the bars of a trench? You couldn't just drop it on the ground like a normal woman?"
"It just fell out of my lap when I got out the car!" she nearly cries, "What am I going to do?"

...to be continued...

I'M STILL IN SHOCK!!

2010-08-16T07:59:00.000-04:00

NEWS ALERT!! You're not going to believe this but...

PADDIE IS PREGNANT!

(Yes, the Paddie who is my sister and shares this blog with me)

But, don't humor yourself with thinking that my story circles around her! Hello!! My life revolves around me, remember? That's why I need to tell you how I'm being effected by all this "paddie-being-prego" business. Yeah, I'm sure that late-prenatal care and questions if she'll finish college are interesting topics, but what about the important things?

For instance, who am I going to come up with a dance routine with since Paddie's all prego and back-pain-ie? Such an inconvenience...

And what about riding shotgun? Since I (easily) reach the car door before she does, does not it make since that I reap the reward by taking the front seat in the car? One would think so, but than she does the whole "I'm-prego-so-I'm-most-comfortable-in-the-best-seat" face and rubs her belly pregnantly. Then, I sigh and move to the back seat, least I look like a heartless shrew!

Let us not forget the important fact that I don't really like to be around pregnant women. They are always talking about baby clothes and holding their backs like if they let go, they'll go into labor. Not to mention that they're all emotional and unpredictable and so unbelievably demanding! Isn't it their husband's job to deal with all this drama?

And worst of all is that I'm expected to be nice to Paddie because of her condition. Are you kidding me? ME? Be Nice? To Paddie? Do these people not know me at all? Personally, I think it's asking a bit too much of me. At the very least, let me keep my sarcasm...

It's a tough cross to bare, but don't worry about me. I'll be Brave.

Love,
YET

Georgia Summers with NO car air conditioning

2010-07-29T11:24:00.000-04:00

Let's not kid ourselves!
We all know why the devil came down to Georgia! Vacation in warmer weather!

There are some things to be said about Georgia Summers:

Believe when I say that it is difficult trying to keep my natural hair properly moisturized in this humid weather! At one point, I was tempted to just walk around with a hand held oil sheen bottle

I almost MELTED this weekend when I drove 4 hours from Georgia Southern University all the way to Atlanta with NO air conditioning! Mind you, it was 101 degrees but it felt like 105 degrees! The seats were leather... and I think you understand the torment that this added to my struggle!

( The guy who wrote Devil Came down to Georgia)

Not a Friend, Not a Enemy

2010-07-26T10:00:00.003-04:00

What do you call someone whose not your friend or your enemy?

Associate?
Peer?
Random Somebody??

We talk on the phone, we facebook, we email, we IM, we've even done business together. It's not even awkward or anything like that. The only thing is that my friends are always asking things like, "so, you guys are friends now?" What am I supposed to say, "Sorta?"
You see, we WERE friends at one point, then we stopped. And then, we just weren't talking at all but now... we talk like everyday. The thing is, we haven't really "soothed" over the topic that broke us apart to begin with. It's strange really.

Don't get me wrong. This associate/peer/random-somebody is interesting, funny, understanding, caring, and all that other stuff that makes a good friend. They only thing is that... well, how does one say this delicately...absolutely FAILS at taking criticism. It's pretty much a deal breaker. BUT, that was than. Could it be different now?

What should I do to find out? And even so, should I be so "structured" about defining what we are? Does it even matter? I'm vaguely confused...

What I really want to do is be like, "Yo, how the heck we gon be cool when you won't even listen to me when I tell you that you're BOSSY!"

...or something like that...but whatever. What do you think?

(Mystery)

Madness!

2010-07-22T10:00:00.001-04:00

Followers,

WOW! You're still following me! Man, when I logged on I thought my followers list would be at 4 people! Gosh, you guys really must love me... or you just haven't gotten around to deleting me yet.

DON'T!
I promise to do better!! (**fingers crossed**) It's so easy to become content with just facebooking, emailing, youtubing, and googling... But in the back of my head, blogging has been calling for me. i've decided to answer. It's kinda like the call of the wild. (if you were raised with wolves like I was, you'd understand... sorry sisters...) I literally have just ONE more day of classes and than I'm done with college FOREVER!! MUHAHAHA!

It feels so good to say that. Now, I need to move to my new place, get settled, and throw an Apartment-Warming party! What? ...people do that... but only if they're smart. Like me.

If more than 5 people comment on this, my face will fall off. I'll be so shocked.

Caption: "...wait...is that a post by Yet? Are you serious? Is she really posting again?

Okay,
Cya!

ATLANTA, Here I Come!!!!!!

2010-07-21T15:04:00.004-04:00

What: I'm moving! THANK YOU LORD!!!

Why: I'm a Grad now... it's time to move on!

When: 10 days and counting!

Where: ATLANTA

How: My Daddy is paying! I know. It's awesome.

Who: Me of course! Don't try me like that again...

You know, I haven't posted here in months. Sad. There is so much that's been going on. For one thing, my sister's prego! My birthday's coming up, and scandals have been popping up left and right! Plus, I'm so blogging again. Why did I ever start?? hehe

Potential Inlaws

2010-05-12T21:40:00.003-04:00

My boyfriend's Dad asked me, "what happened to your head?"

Confused, I turned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Your hair. I ain't never your hair like this before...ever" Yeah, I flat ironed my hair for my graduation. The Man's family has this kick about straight hair and his dad was looking at me like it was the FIRST time that he saw me...

Whatever.

I'll be rockin' my Fro in a week or two.
-----------------------------------------------------
My boyfriend's Mom kept telling me to "stop walking like you're all that"

I forgave her. She doesn't understand that i AM all that and that I strut when I walk every single day.

I love his parents...

Start Hard

2010-04-20T13:03:00.003-04:00

Yesterday,
I woke up late and had to drag myself out of bed. I threw on the nearest clothes I could find (and then at the last mine I put on a dress that was buried under a pile of clothes), slipped on some comfy wedges, and rushed out the door! As I power walked to class, I got honked at twice, whistled to, yelled to, and sized-up by a passing frat boy. I got starred at in class and smiled at by numerous men passing by.

By 2 o'clock, I was feeling much better.

Just for the heck of it, it put on some lotion and lip gloss in the bathroom and got told I was beautiful by one of my group members. While I was sitting on the bench at the campus bus stop, my boyfriend (who works for the campus transportation department) was passing by and saw me. He pulled over (which he's not supposed to do), he got out (which he's not supposed to do), and walked over to me just to talk for a second (which he's not supposed to do)!
And then he kissed me in public!! (Which he never does!)

...and today, I've been listening to my brother's song "Start Hard" and thought I'd make things happen today! Peace!!

A Week With My Neices

2010-04-15T10:06:00.005-04:00

Hair Braiding
Children Chefs
Campus Touring
Tantrums
Hugs & Kisses
Hide and Go Seek
Feeding Ducks
Monk
Fashion Shows
Playing in the Pool
Girl Talk
Midnight Snacks
Banana Pudding
Rainy Day Games

What fun adventures. I miss them already!

99 Problems But Sex Ain't One...

2010-03-31T21:50:00.005-04:00

It's late afternoon and i just got home. I got dropped off by a study group partner from one of my business classes. I've been trying to take the good with the bad these days. So, even though I cried earlier today about one thing, I had a really great conversation with the guy who dropped me off. For whatever reason, I was randomly telling him about my life and answering questions he had as we rode. He asked me why I was so down and wondered if I had to get an abortion. I laughed at that and after he looked at me strangely, I told I was a virgin and abortion wasn't likely.

Not surprisingly, that started a whole new conversation where he ended up saying--and I quote--"I hate to say this but keep holdin out on that n!gg@. Real talk, I think it's a good thing you're doing and I hope you last 'till marriage. Just do you." Then, I left his truck and said bye. That was about 6 minutes ago. I know his words weren't shakesphere but I still think it was really nice what he said.

I might have an exam tomorrow that I have no idea how to study for.
I might be losing friends as I speak because I don't call anyone anymore.
I might have 99 problems but a kid ain't one!

Sex Sex Sex

2010-03-31T09:57:00.006-04:00

So wait! They're coming out with another one? Why am I always the last to know!?

So, as you probably already know, there's going to be a Sex In The City 2 coming out this summer! I'm looking forward to it. Want to see the new trailer? Click Here. I've never actually seen one eposide on Television but the first movie was really cute and...

(I will not admit to this ever again)... I took the character personality Test to see which character that I'm most like.

My results were as follows:

50% Maranda

40% Charlotte
10% Carrie
0% Samantha

(If you want to secretly take the exam too, click here. I won't tell a soul!)

And, I've got a couple pictures that I picked up for your viewing pleasure:

In Other News...

2010-03-29T13:12:00.002-04:00

It's Spring Time and I'm ready to break out all my new clothes and shoes! I'm ready for pastel colors and warm afternoons! Can't you just feel the sunshine??

Oh and, here's a picture of my father and I at my brother's birthday party! YAY!!

HAPPY MONDAY!

Working Hard or Barely Working

2010-03-20T10:40:00.000-04:00

At times I find it to be a fuzzy line for me...

I know that I work hard, but sometimes it is for an excuse not to work on other things :D

And, as a side note....Wii Fit is so fun, but so painful.

-Pattie

Avoiding People

2010-03-16T20:24:00.002-04:00

Breath in. Breath out.

I'm making progress.
Now all I have to do is start answering my calls again and responding to emails.
Oh, and conquer the fear.
One step at a time

Dark Days Ahead

2010-03-10T16:14:00.002-05:00

I am Alive Again

I am eating again

i can feel again

And I've seen a glimmer of my purpose again...

but the storm is not over yet. There is still much to be done before I am free of this heavy weight of fear and anxiety... It's funny how these things sneak up on you and even if you see them coming, you can't stop them. I hope that my setbacks are fewer and my triumphs are many.

Yesterday I was given hope

Today I was given direction

Maybe tomorrow I'll start being funny again...

Unthawing

2010-03-10T09:32:00.000-05:00

I think I'm making progress.
With one step at a time, I am digging myself out of this hole of failure and fear. There is so much possibility to succeed that it's hard not to be paralyzed by the huge risk of failure. Of letting everyone down. Especially myself.

Today

2010-03-08T11:22:00.000-05:00

Today I work Up
I brushed my teeth
I got dressed. Stockings. Skirt. Hills.
I did my hair
I ate breakfast
Packed my book bag
Grabbed my purse
Put my hand on the doorknob
...And never left the house.

I'm so scared.

No less than a test

2010-03-01T14:25:00.003-05:00

I haven't been able to think of anything to make a post about lately. It's not that there's no drama... there is! It's just that right now it's so raw that I need time to let in sink in. So, for now I'll leave you with a quick

"Stay Sexy"

And caution you to be grateful for your phone. Mines only works outside of buildings!

Success and Failure

2010-02-25T13:40:00.002-05:00

On the road to my inevitable success, it is inevitable that meet with failure.
-- YET

no matter how talented i am, i can't seem to shake my opponent.
but, i've got a few good scrimmages left in my playbook. let's see how
the next quarter unfolds...

My Life On Speed!

2010-02-23T15:15:00.000-05:00

So much has happened my good people! Where to even begin? Well first, you should know that my girl, Ann came to visit me and when ever she comes to town, she always knows how to stir up lots of drama! TONS! I've been been more shocked in this last week & a half then the entire duration of this semester thus far! And trouble? Yes please! We've gotten into plenty of that. Things have been absolutely crazy! Just to name a few...

Ann, Brit, & I went went to hang out at a wings joint where we saw at least 30 people we knew and where Ann was accosted by 4 different men who liked her...one even took her to the bathroom... I don't even want to know what happened in there...
The same evening, I was hit on by a Nissan Dealership Owner wearing a "Peach" shirt. He asked me if I was born "that" bowl-legged!
It SNOWED for the first time at Georgia Southern in 20 YEARS! I'm talking SERIOUS snow! In the middle of the night, over 350 students had a snowball fight on campus and the whole thing was all over Facebook!!
On a Saturday night, we went to a jumpin house party Ann would disappear for several moments... turns out, she was chillin with a Frat boy in his room...making "conversation".
At this same party, I made people's jaw drop with my dance skills. It be like that sometimes.
At the same party I was "dance molested" on the wall by this guy I knew liked me who turned out to be an Ex-Stripper! REALLY?? (let me know if you wanna hear more about this)
I found out that my cute white guy friend has had a crush on me...since last spring!
The Man got in a car accident that wasn't his fault. Now he's getting his dream car with the insurance money.
Ann got in a car accident that wasn't her fault.
Ann & I almost stopped by friends over something stupid. Then 30 mins later, we were cool again.
While Ann was supposed to be applying for Law School, she was gossiping and flirting with guys on Facebook. While I was supposed to be doing work, I was flirting with guys on messenger...
Friday Night, we went to an African party and I got hit on in French by this Cameroonian guy! Ann was dancing so freaky with this dude that he started singing her name!
After the party, we went to the gas station and this car rolled up on me while I was walking to say hi to another guy. He informed me that he was my brother's homeboi and he knew my boyfriend and that he was going to tell on me...really? By all means, is what I replied! After this, he just drive off...WTF!! Why am I being watched? This isn't the first time this has happened!
Ann goes in the gas station and runs into a guy she used to talk to who used her to cheat with his girlfriend (she didn't know). He was buying condoms....even though that same girlfriend was out of town!!! Then he tried to hit on Ann!!! WTF!!
We went to our friend Brit's house on Sunday and talked about boys & sex until 2:30 in the morning!
My Dad came thru and laughed when he saw how The Man and Ann flirt all the time! I say they should just do it already!... (not really...I don't share).

So so so so so sooo much more Drama!!! You have no idea!! But, do you forgive me for being gone so long?? Found any events extra intriguing? Let me know!!

Snow!

2010-02-13T14:37:00.002-05:00

It snowed and that makes me so happy :D

This is the picture I took yesterday outside the window, I didn't go outside because it was just too cold lol

Life Updates

2010-02-09T17:08:00.003-05:00

My Mom wants me to write a poem to say at Church next week for Black History Month. I'll think about it...

( Above is a picture of me at my church doing spoken word...)

It's still kinda cold here in Georgia! As much as I like snuggling up with The Man to stay warm, I think this whole "winter" thing is a pretty played out...
(yes, I resorted to talking about the weather...and what?)

What About You? Any "day-to-day" things going on?

This Is why I get scared when you cook...

2010-02-03T14:19:00.012-05:00

My boyfriend is wonderful!

That being said I must admit that I'm very skirmish when he decides to break out the pots and pans.

He thinks he is the best cook EVER but he is soo not! Don't get me wrong, the man can cook...chicken and rice (but I won't eat his rice because it is mushy).

I'm going to share one of our cooking days with you all...
I just so happened to have my camera that day because we were SUPPOSED to be going out and doing something (we so never did...mainly b/c his family from California came into town) so I just ended up taking pictures of his attempt to make me breakfast...

"I've got breakfast this morning Pattie and this time you can cook your own eggs, but I'll make the pancakes..."

(this is the face of a not so bright idea)

"Umm...are you sure you don't want me to make all of breakfast...remember what happened last time? I'm not a big fan of gassing up rooms..."

(Funny thing is I don't like cooking at his parents house because they can be...........exactly)

" No no, I'm good look I've already started on them! Look!!"

"Oh Yay!"

Well it ended up that the pancakes were gooey on the inside, and I argued back and forth with him that they weren't done. He was all "well to you they might not be, but to me they are...who is the cook here?" I was like "...ME!"

Never the less I ate the pancakes sausage and eggs...and later had a tummy ache and spent much of my time on the toilet. (and no one wants to see pictures of that)

When I finally got off he was all apologetic and feeling sad. I was like, it's all good, I'll just stick to cereal next time.

I grabbed a bowl and fixed me some (real) breakfast.

One Picture Can Speak A Million Words...

2010-02-02T09:31:00.004-05:00

So, was I...

A. Really Tipsy
B. Really Tired
C. Really Randy
D. All of the Above

(Please indicate all answers and otherwise personal comments below)

I Relaxed My Hair...SYKE!!!!

2010-01-29T23:16:00.008-05:00

Eat Your Heart out Baylyn (my sister), I'm NEVER getting a relaxer!

(Above is my hair "flat-Ironed")

(Below is my hair in it's "natural" state)

I think Ankles are Sexy...and Other Strange Things

2010-01-27T15:19:00.000-05:00

What is humor if you can't laugh at yourself? It's nothing, dang it!! That's why I'm going to list 1o facts about myself that people have told me are strange. Maybe it'll bring us closer together and make our bonds that much tighter...or maybe you'll just get a good snicker in or 2.

So here it is:

When I was in high school, I noticed that my tendency to dismiss prospect Eye Candy based heavily on his "not-up-to-par-ankle-structure" was not exactly a common practice. When I got to college and realized that saying "man, that guy's ankles are HOT!" after friends had commented on said guy's chest, legs, butt, and build was beyond irregular, I started keeping thoughts like that to myself. Be it far from me to force the sad average woman to open her eyes to the primal masculinity that is the Sexy Male Ankle.
How I order subs: I mean, what's wrong with knowing exactly how I want my sub? Turkey, Swiss Cheese, Mayonnaise and Mustard (must be applied to the BREAD), lettuce & tomatoes, Salt & Pepper (just a little), oil & vinegar, 3 evenly distributed jalapenos, 4 evenly distributed banana peppers and slice through the middle! And the bread needs to be soft or I can't eat it! This is not Nit-Picky! It's just...specific...there's a difference!
I mute commercials. No, I don't freakin care about the preview for next season's Jersey Shores! I don't give a crap about the new anti-depressant pills whose side effects are worse than the depression!
I think of money in terms of shoes: If I'm buying an iPod that cost $100, I mentally think of the cost as 3 pairs of shoes... Oh the Opportunity Cost!!!
Random dancing: At any given moment, I might breakout into dance rather I'm sitting down doing homework or cooking in the kitchen, or watching TV, or riding on a bus...
I eat whole lemons: In other words, I eat the yellow part on the outside...what? It's good.
I'm a virgin (which I don't personally find strange but my boyfriend and his roommates told me it should be at the top of the list, but I put it at number seven just to be ironic or what not)
I think in story/third person: A "normal" person acknowledges in his/her mind that someone has walked past. I, on the other hand think, "dressed in causal slacks and his favorite jeans, he walked past with a subtle air of urgency."
I get accused of being OCD about random things!
I firmly believe that when traveling and sitting in the passenger seat, you should not fall asleep if the ride is 3hours or less. It's just a courtesy to the driver.

So, which of my habits do REALLY think are strange...and which are not so strange? I just want your international and well rounded opinion so my whole theory basis isn't centered around The Man and my own crazy friends (and those people on the bus who stare at me!).

Top Outrageous Things That Happened to Me

2010-01-25T11:09:00.000-05:00

How is it that I've encountered so much craziness only 2 weeks into the new semester? I've been slapped with a couple shocks. So, for your viewing pleasure, I have listed the Top Outrageous Things that Have Happened to Me:

1. First week of classes & I've already missed a class! How is that possible?

2. I starved for 2 days b/c I lost my Debit Card (that turned out to be in my purse) and didn't have any food in my house. As if I need to lose anymore weight!

3. My Boyfriend looked dead at me and didn't recognize me! Does my hair make me look that different? Geez!

4. I had a 2 hour long conversation with my former friend... and enjoyed it! Believe me, this is not normal.

5. In a matter of hours, I planned out all of the major events I'd be planning this semester!

6. I actually worked out with my roommate for a good hour! Man oh Man! I'm really on a roll this semester!

Anyway, have any outrageous things happened to you lately? Anything completely out of character? Tell me about it! I want to know. Besides, I'm going to Quant this morning and I'll need something to read instead of paying attention.

One Great Big ADVENTURE!

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So one winter day in Georgia, The Man & I went to the park and were having a blast playing in the trees until...

...none other than his mother called!

I felt the most appropriate thing to do in a situation like this was to attack him with a stick!

...And distract him with my superior jumping skills!

I turns out he didn't like it very much.

So to exact his revenge, he gave chase and I ran like the wind! (I was so totally a sweet (innocent-ish) damsel in distress!)

I thought I got away! With a great jump for joy, I celebrated my success!

And than I was TACKLED...

And drug away

...just out of reach from my stick!

Ahhhhhh!!! My hair was touching the ground! NOOOOOO!! Help ME!

...but it was too late, I was already at his mercy! all my attempts of escape were futile...

Taken well out of range of my trusty stick, I fell prey to his scoop-and-swirl-attack!

Needless to say, the outcome had dizzying affects.

After all the swirling and whirling and pulling off my shoe, The Man did the absolute unthinkable: he tickled me!

...and when I couldn't take it anymore...

...he let me go...

Sigh.

I'm too old for these games!!!

THE END

(Payback Is a BENCH!)