07.08.09
Going Back to Cali….
Whoo hoo! S.outhwest A.irlines is having a 48 hour sale and tickets are 30, 60, or 90 one-way depending on how far away you’re trying to go. So I called Smoochy, let him know that I really wanted to take Lovegirl home and he said go for it. (I wonder if I’ll ever stop referring to CA as home?)
Booked tickets for our 7-day So Cal get-away yesterday. I am sooooo excited. Lovegirl hasn’t been to CA since she was almost 2. I can’t wait for she and my Grandma to have another chance to visit, for her to hang out with her Batu and Matu (my parents) on their turf, and for her to dip her little tootsies in the Pacific via Venice Beach. I am looking forward to family (of course), fish tacos, the Farmer’s Market, Cost Plus, and IKEA!!! Can u tell I’m excited??
If there’s anywhere you’re itching to go later this summer/early this fall, I highly recommend you head over to S.outhwest and check out their fare sale which ends today.
“Going back to Cali, stylin’, profilin’, growlin and smilin’ while in the sun…..”
07.07.09
I’ve Got a New Attitude
Not. Though not as pissy as I was yesterday, I can tell that my snap-off potential is still pretty high.
Everybody (okay, 3 dudes at work) have been raving about this guy who does dreads and they told me I should give him a call so he can hook me up. They give me his number. I’m going to the Bluff next week, so I figure I’ll go get a wash and twist before I head out. I’ve been doing my hair myself for well over a year, and if this guy is as wonderful as they say he is, I figure it wouldn’t hurt to pay him a visit every couple of months for a little routine maintainance. So, I call him.
“Hello, may I speak to dreadlock dude?”
“This is he.”
“Hi. I’m Nerd Girl. I got your number from a few of the people I work with. I understand you work wonders and would like to come in next Wednesday for a wash and retwist.”
“This is my private number.”
“Okaaaay. Well, this is the number they gave me, I’m sorry. Is there another number you’ d like me to call instead?”
“Well, no this is fine. I’m sure they told you that you must come in for a consultation.”
“Nope, they didn’t. Can I come in tomorrow?”
“Yes.”
“What time?”
“Any time. I’ll be there all day.”
***I’m beginning to remember why I CANNOTSTANDGOINGTOGETMYHAIRDONE!!! Your all day may not be the same as my all day! Woo sah.***
“Okay, great. Where are you located?”
“On such and such between the fish house and K.rystals.”
“Um. Where is that?”
“Well, if you can find the street, you can find it.”
“Do you have an address?”
“I don’t know the address, but everybody knows where such and such road is.”
What I say: “Okay, thank you. I’ll ask someone for clearer directions and come by after work tomorrow.”
What I’m thinking: The hell? I am a potential customer – you know? Source of income-cash-money-dinero-cheddar!! Why the hell is this dude giving me attitude for asking for an address? I’m cool with an address AND landmarks, but not just no stankin’ landmarks. I don’t live on that side o’town. Am rarely over there. Aint been to that fish house and I don’t eat at K.rystal. (I don’t care if you do, I just don’t). How about you just tell me where your dadgum business is so I can drive halfway around the world tomorrow for my consultation so I can come back next week and get my hair did? How about that????
Yeah, still got a bit of ‘tude left.
07.06.09
Shhhhh Be Quiet
Nerd Girl thinks she shall not post – or comment – anymore today. I seem to be in the foulest of foul moods and I really, really, need to keep it to myself! So I think I’m just going to go stand in a corner and face the wall…
Cheatin’ In the Next Room
Et tu Steve “Air” McNair? What a sad, embarassing way to lose one’s life. I wish that people – not just men, people – who want to ho around just stayed single. What is the point of marrying and then continuing to sow wild oats? Just stay single and do what you like!!! And now his wife and four sons are left behind to pick up the pieces. Geesh. Instead of talking about the records - still unbroken - set at Alcorn, instead of talking about his tremendous contributions to the Oilers/Titans, all the chatter is about how he was shot to death, in a condo, most likely by his side piece. Just damn.
***The songs in the last entry were: Save Me – Aretha Franklin; Just Because – Anita Baker; Tell Mama – Etta James. I see I’m going to have to go a little more recent for you musical babes! I’ll work on it, but not with this entry. Anybody find the songs referenced in this one???***
07.01.09
Save Me, Somebody Save Me!
In July? All my posts will be song titles or lines from songs. Why? Just because.
Okay, so I’ve mentioned Lovegirl’s humongous puff in my last few posts. Well…
Last night I put her to bed. She popped up in my room every few minutes.
“Mama, I’m not tired.” “Go to bed Lovegirl.”
“Mama, I counted 20 sheep and I’m still not sleep.” “Count to 100 in English and then in Spanish. Go to bed.”
“Mama, how do you say 70 is Spanish?” “Setenta. Now go to sleep. If you say anything else tonight, I’m going to spank your bottom!”
Small voice: “Mama?” “Mama?” “I fell and I can’t get up.”
Dear God! Has my child been striken with some sort of palsy in the middle of the night or is she just re-enacting those hilarious commercials from the 80’s? I run down the hall to her room.
I find Lovegirl lying on her stomach, half under her toddler bed.
“Honey, are you okay? What hurts? Tell Mama.”
“Mama, I didn’t really fall. One of my toys fell out the bed and I crawled under here to get it, but now I’m stuck.”
The child’s afro-puff got stuck in the coils of the bedframe and she couldn’t get herself loose!
Next week? Back to twists and braids.
*Today’s entry has two song references. One in the title, one in the body of the entry. Anyone????
06.30.09
I’m thinking…
…if you are too mean to say “good morning” then you shouldn’t come to church.
…Bob Marley and the Wailers made some of the best music ever.
…the decision to stop perming my hair was one of the best I’ve ever made.
…too many people waste too much energy going off on others. It is not that serious. Move on. Choose joy and peace.
…not enough women received – or paid attention to – that email that circulates every summer admonishing proper foot care for the summer season. If I see one more pair of crusty feet with long talons…
…MS lawmakers better hurry the heck up and pass a budget for the next fiscal year! I’m going to need a paycheck in July! Y’all have less than 12 hours to wrap this up.
…I may need to go to a sleep specialist. Not because I can’t sleep, but because I can – all too well. Last night I was supposed to log on and take my midterm which closed at 11. Guess who woke up at 10:20 and had less than 40 minutes to take a test which we’d been given 90 minutes to take? Good guess!
…my kid thinks she is way too fly with her afro puff. This morning? She told me to “make it bigger Mama. Way bigger!”
…I can’t believe I let my girl talk me into a gallon of pink paint while we were at L.owe’s yesterday. There goes a relaxing holiday weekend.
…I would love to know what you are thinking. Do tell!
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06.29.09
I’m Living For the Weekend
And yes, I know it is only Monday. What better way to kick of the week than with some randoms?
- BET awards last night? Garbage. I had them on in the background while I studied for my midterm. Hot, awful mess.
- My dad used to always tell us that elevators were for fat people. I used to think that was so mean. I’m beginning to agree with him. I found myself ditching the stairs for the elevators at work and no joke – I’ve developed a bit of a gut. Back to the stairwells I go!
- I bought three pairs of shoes from Amazon last week and was tickled pink at having scored three pairs of shoes for less than $50. Only one pair fit and I’ve decided they’re tres ugly. Back to Amazon they all go! There’s a pair on there I’m going to order today. I’ve worn the brand before, know that they’ll fit, and they’re decent looking.
- People I like always seem to move away. That makes me sad.
- I cut the ends of 4 or 5 of my locks this weekend. I looked down and just saw lint trapped all inside of them. I tried to pick the lint out, but patience is a virtue I’m still working on. So I just hacked ‘em off. I’ve got to find a way to keep these puppies lint free. Or at least lint free-er. No telling what the back of my head looks like!
- Speaking of hair, Lovegirl insisted on an afro-puff when I combed her hair last night. She just may be sporting the biggest puff in 4-year old history. I am not good at puffs, but she was quite pleased and Smoochy referenced G.ood T.imes by saying she looked like a mini-Thelma.
- I have got to find my camera. I think it is floating around in the back of my car. Hmmmm, maybe I have got to clean out my car, and the rest will follow.
- My swim teacher hasn’t called/emailed me back to set up my next session. Should I be offended? Hope the fact that I thrashed around like an oxygen-deprived guppy hasn’t caused her to re-think her occupation…
- Y’all – I got a “superior” on my evaluation on Friday. I was so damned geeked. After working for some real pieces of work for the last 4 years or so, it was nice to have a positive review again. No additional funds are associated with my superiority, but I’m cool with that. The boss-lady did suggest that I spend less time on the phone (oh alright) and work on my organization skills (just because my desk looks like a mess doesn’t mean I don’t know where stuff is. Hmmm, maybe my camera is on my desk…)
- My parents are on an Alaskan cruise this week which means I won’t get to talk to my Mom every day. Boooo! My only vacation for the forseeable future? A weekend trip to Pine Bluff, Arkansas. Booooo! Lovegirl and I are going to make the quick trip over in July. My parents are attending my Mom’s high school reunion and we’re going to swing over and join the “fun.”
- Serenity 3-0 (AKA Serenity 23) has been doing regular wardrobe posts. I’m going to bite her style. She accessorizes wonderfully and I’ll be looking to add a few more cardigans and belts to my wardrobe. She also just bc’d her hair and it looks fabulous!
- I guess that’s it for now. Is it Friday yet?!?!?
06.26.09
Live Life Off The Wall
My favorite Michael Jackson memory? Taking a picture of him into the beauty shop and asking my beautician to replicate his hair (this was when he first got relaxed and layered – so pretty!)
My favorite Michael Jackson song? Probably PYT – which still has the power of making me smile and dance whenever I hear it.
Michael Joseph Jackson. August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009. Gone too soon.
06.23.09
Stick A Fork In Me – I Am DONE!
Just when I think that the school director cannot come up with another typo, another example of piss poor grammar, another written communique designed to push me over the edge (okay, maybe I’m taking it a bit personally), she proves me W-R-O-N-G! Ladies and gentlemen, please bear witness to Thursday’s menu at Lovegirl’s school:
| Thursday |
| Cereal
Milk |
| Spaghetti w/meat
Corn Roll Milk |
| Cheek-toes
Sandwiches |
If you do not spot the error, please don’t tell me. Mmmkay? Mmmkay.
06.19.09
Hmmmm….
So, this morning on the way to school Lovegirl was lamenting her only child status and said “I don’t never have nobody to play with on the weekends!” (Grammar lesson to follow – no worries)
Being the kind hearted Mama that I am I decided to text my sister-in-law and ask her if her youngest girl K could spend the night. K is 4 as is Lovegirl. She texted back “both A and K are available. What time would you like them? When it comes to family, they are a package deal.” Um, okay. A is 9. I love them both dearly, but when I think about playmates for Lovegirl, my mind automatically goes to K. I texted back “cool, how about 6?”
I only have one child – and hope to keep it that way. So of course, I’m used to making arrangements for one child and don’t have any other children to consider the feelings of. I asked a few work friends with more than one if they had similar rules – were their children package deals? One was like “nope. If somebody wants one, they can have one. If they want both, that’s cool too.” Her children are 1 and 4. The other one said “of course you get both. That’s only fair. Think about how the other one would feel.” Her children are 11, 7 and 4.
I honestly didn’t think about how the other one would feel. I am one of four. We were raised not to expect something just because another one of us got something. And that’s how we rolled. And I pretty much agree with that. Not where one kid can pick out a toy at the store and the other 3 can’t, but just because one got a new pair of shoes, we didn’t all get a pair of shoes. You know? I wasn’t trying to be inconsiderate or anything, it just didn’t occur to me to invite both.
Anyhow, I’ve been pondering this for a while and would now like to hear what you say. Welcome to my first poll! Feel free to leave any additional remarks in the comments section.
Muchas gracias – have a great weekend!
